The eyes of the Moying people suddenly became sour and hard to deal with, but their eyes gradually became decisive and hot.

Yes, they are the Nether Flame Army, fearless and irresistible.

Brothers, you must live together, and die together!

...

The smell of blood is everywhere in the quiet and solemn jungle.

Wu Qishan gasped violently, lifted Xiaobao who was already unconscious in his hand, and looked at the Moying people who were lying in a pool of blood, and was shocked.

He originally thought that dealing with a few mortals in the martial arts continent was just a matter of ease.

But I didn't expect that the strength of these people would be so terrible.

Especially this child with a fairy body, he was only four or five years old, and his strength was so terrifying.

People from the Cultivation Continent will be suppressed when they go to the Martial Arts Continent.

Wu Qishan was afraid of hurting the baby's fairy body, so he almost overturned the boat in the child's hand.

Later, he used the unique spiritual medicine of Yunguang Sect to get this little baby confused.

Even so, these people still killed four of his disciples.

Four disciples with physical training were killed by a group of mortals who didn't even know what spiritual power was.

Wu Qishan's expression was a little ugly. It seemed that he underestimated the people on the Martial Arts Continent too much.

Even a child of four or five years old is so powerful, what about that woman named Jun Muyan? How strong should she be?

How difficult should that Mingyan Valley be?

Wu Qishan's face was a little gloomy, his eyes fell on the unconscious child, and burning flames burned in his eyes.

He is determined to win the body of the immortal spirit.

"Meiling, take your brothers and brothers to silence these people!" He said in a deep voice, "Jianfeng, immediately find a pure and remote place, and the master needs to refine alchemy immediately."

No matter where the body of the immortal is located in the three realms, it is a treasure that everyone competes for.

If you bring it back to the Cultivation Continent, it may be possible for Yunguang Sect to be able to save it.

You should know that when the body of the fairy spirit crosses the barrier of space, it will inevitably cause a lot of noise. It is impossible to silently attract the attention of other sects.

It would be better to refine the body of the immortal spirit into pills here and take it, and then return to the cultivation continent after its strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

Although the aura of this martial arts continent is deserted and complicated, even if the elixir only absorbs half of the body of the immortal, it is enough for his cultivation to improve by leaps and bounds.

...

Chang Yu felt his body feels chilling.

The pungent smell of blood filled the tip of his nose, and all his consciousness seemed to be far away from him.

He opened his eyes in a daze and saw Xiaobao being held in his arms, leaving him little by little.

The words of those people were faintly echoing in his ears: "The body of the immortal...refined into pills..."

They want to kill the little master?

No! How can it be?!

The little master is the life of the lady and the source of all the happiness of the lady.

If you lose your little master, the lady will never be happy.

He does not allow... He does not allow any harm to Jun Muyan, nor does anyone allow anyone to take away everything Jun Muyan cares about.

In a trance, a burning flame surged from his body.

An energy that comes from the depths of memory impacts his body.

The memories that disappeared in my mind revived intermittently again.

He is not a person from the Martial Arts Continent.

He comes from the Continent of Cultivation.

His power was sealed at the moment of falling, along with his memory.

Chang Yu still couldn't remember who he was or where he came from.

But the power in his body was completely revived at this moment like instinct.
Chapter completed!