The four of them were very disdainful of the cultivators around them. When they noticed Yan Lingyu, their eyes were a little solemn. The cultivators in the head narrowed their eyes slightly and looked Yan Lingyu up and down.

But seeing that the female cultivator in front of her is pure spiritual power, excellent temperament, charming body, natural charm, and her every behavior has a fatal attraction to a man. At the same time, it is even more rare that she has a deep cultivation level and is also a genius at the tenth level of Qi training.

The cultivator of the surname Wan nodded slightly. As an outstanding disciple of the Lihuo Immortal Sect like the Lihuo Immortal Sect, he had never seen any woman. Even so, there was few who could compare to the female cultivator in front of him.

However, he was obsessed with the great way and did not like the beauty of the girl. At this time, he also saw that her qualifications and cultivation were not bad, and he was slightly praised, that's all.

The cultivator of Wan surnamed Wan hugged his hands, glanced at Yan Lingyu, then glanced at everyone, and spoke slowly, his voice as domineering as ever: "This place is owned by me, Lihuoxian Sect, and it is irrelevant, leave quickly."

As the voices of cultivators from all surnames fell, the other three disciples of Lihuo Immortal Sect looked at the cultivators from all sides, and the spiritual power of Lihuo was released all over their bodies.

The powerful Lihuo spiritual power faintly became a dragon and snake shape. The three extremely powerful powers suddenly merged into one, and the momentum suddenly increased several times. The blazing Lihuo overflowed. Many cultivators thousands of feet away changed slightly when they saw this.

Some practitioners were a little unhappy and wanted to come forward to argue, but were pulled by their companions. At the same time, they whispered a few words to them. The practitioner's face changed drastically and he left.

He was intimidated by the disciples of Lihuoxian Sect, and some cultivators who were barely able to reach the tenth level of Qi training also retreated. Yan Lingyu was the only one standing still.

Looking at the retreating cultivators, the cultivators of the surname Wan showed disdain. Seeing Yan Lingyu's expression was calm and still standing in the void, the cultivators of the surname Wan felt a little proud and praised in their hearts: "The girl is a little brave, but Wan's words are not a joke. Although the treasure is good, it is not worth the girl's life for it."

"This treasure is my object from the Fire Immortal Sect. Girl should leave quickly!"

After the words came, the powerful spiritual power of Lihuo in the body of the cultivator of Wan surname began to slowly activate, and the robes and clothes all over his body ignited a flame.

This flame is different from the other three red flames of Lihuo Immortal Sect. The flames surrounding him are red and gold.

Although the power of the red and golden flames is not as good as the fire dragon formed by the three of them just now, the fiery energy is flying far away.

Everyone may not understand what the red gold flame fire represents, but the three disciples of Lihuo Immortal Sect don’t understand.

The three of them were also full of praise and envy. When the red and gold completely turned into gold, it means that half of their foot stepped into the eleventh level of Qi training, and the Lihuo spiritual power in their body changed into Lihuo Spiritual Yuan. Ordinary masters of the tenth level of Qi training are not their enemies.

The cultivators of the surname Wan were obviously not far away. The hot spiritual power of Lihuo made the retreating ten-level cultivators of Qi training change their faces.

But who is Yan Lingyu?

A genius of the first-grade Immortal Sect, Demonic Sound Dao, is proud of himself.

Yan Lingshi was already angry, but she chuckled on her face, covered her red lips with her left hand, gently sucked her hair in front of her, and said slowly: "Oh, what do you think of the young masters really scared me?"

As he spoke, Yan Lingshi's eyes roamed, her voice was charming, and her movements were like a weak willow and a wind. She was not like a top genius who had the tenth level of Qi training. She looked like a weak woman in the mortal world who needed someone to take care of her.

Except for the leader of the Wan surname, the other three people had much lower cultivation and insufficient concentration. They all looked at Yan Lingyu with their eyes shining.

After all, cultivators are human beings. Human desires are endless, and they know the taste. Facing such a delicate and seductive beauty, who can be without any intention?

But the three of them were just a little strange and quickly reacted, which showed that they had a deep cultivation and sufficient concentration.

Seeing this, Yan Lingyu thought to himself that the disciples of Lihuo Immortal Sect are much stronger than the so-called geniuses of Mo Yin Dao.

Those three cultivators who had just entered the tenth level of Qi training were easy to deal with, but the cultivators who were led by Wan surname were really strong.

Yan Lingyu's heart sank, glanced at Chen Mo, and suddenly a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She sighed softly, as if she had made some decisions, and said in her heart: "You guy, you really lost to you."

"Today, you owe me a favor. How do you pay it back?"

At this moment, another wave of spiritual power fluctuations were at Chen Mo.

The recurring spiritual power fluctuation was naturally felt by the four cultivators of Wan surname. The four of them changed slightly, and the cultivators of Wan surname even darkened.

Looking at Yan Lingyu who was blocking the center, the cultivator surnamed Wan said, "If the girl stays here again, Wan can only believe that the girl is greedy for my treasure of Lihuoxian Sect!"

"Miss Wan Mounian has a rare cultivation level, so she will give her an exception and give her one more chance."

"As long as the girl gives way and leaves quickly, Wan will no longer pursue it."

After hearing this, Yan Lingyu raised her eyebrows and suddenly laughed: "Young Master, why did you say this? I am just a weak woman. How dare you block your young masters' path?"

"But the heaven and earth are vast, and there are great ways everywhere. He Dunu's family has occupied the Tao of all the young masters? Could it be that the Tao of the world is all for Lihuo Immortal Sect?"

After hearing Yan Lingyu's words, the face of the cultivator surnamed Wan suddenly became gloomy.

"It's stubborn!"

"Since you are seeking death, Wan will help you!"

The cultivator of Wan surnamed Wan snorted coldly, and the spiritual power of Lihuo in his body exploded instantly.

As his palms merged, Lihuo's spiritual power quickly condensed. The next moment, his palms opened, revealing a red gold Lihuo cone about an inch long inside, and a powerful and sharp energy fluctuation spread.

Yan Lingyu looked solemn, her jade feet were light, and her red silk was one and two, two and four. In a blink of an eye, sixteen red silks in the sky were dancing like dragons and snakes, taking the initiative and entangling the cultivators of all surnames.

The cultivator of Wan surnamed Wan sneered, and the Lihuo Cone shot out instantly, colliding with the sixteen red silks in the air.

With a roar, the red silk shattered into a red section in the sky, igniting a fierce flame, but the Lihuo Cone was also destroyed at the same time.

Yan Lingyu's expression remained motionless. At some point, Jiuxiao Huanpei had already spread across his body. His fingers were like onions, and he pressed them gently.

Zheng

The piano sounds heavy and has the meaning of Taiyue.

The spiritual power in the body of the four Lihuo Immortal Sect, including the Wan surname cultivators, suddenly became difficult. The four of them looked surprised and accumulated a large amount of Lihuo spiritual power. At this moment, the sound of the piano suddenly changed.

未分

The sound of the piano is clear and flexible, and it is fascinating. The spiritual power of Lihuo in the four people is restless.

Among them, the three people with relatively shallow cultivation had a chaotic aura, their spiritual power collided, and their faces turned pale. The three people looked at each other and all had hand seals.

Compared to the three, the cultivator of Wan surname was much better, but his face was gloomy. When he touched the muse bag, there was a red sword in front of him.

Holding the long sword in his hand, the cultivator of Wan surnamed Wan said coldly: "Stinky woman, today next year is your death day!"
Chapter completed!