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Han Yang still ignored him.

Seeing this, he stopped talking, but the sneer on the corner of his mouth became even stronger.

He stared at Han Yang in mid-air, and a few tangled expressions flashed in his eyes. At this moment, it might be time to give up the Fire Spirit Holy Fruit. Once this kid was killed by the Red Feather Peacock, the beast would definitely come to the three of them below. Thinking of this, his figure flashed and he arrived at the top of the peak. He was ready to escape at any time.

When Long Yi and Qiao Yue'er saw him like this, their faces changed drastically.

At this moment, in the air, Han Yang was still fighting with the Red Feather Peacock. At this time, Han Yang cut off many of the feathers on the Red Feather Peacock, and his body was covered in blood. Han Yang's face was pale and his aura seemed a little messy.

But at this moment, the red-feathered peacock suddenly stopped attacking, and its red body flashed and stopped in mid-air. A red flame suddenly burned in its blood-red eyes.

Seeing this scene, the few people changed their colors, and Han Yang also frowned with a look of defense.

The old man in Tang costume was shocked and said in a trembling voice: "This... this is the Red Feather Peacock's secret skill, Red Fire Hell. It is said that several masters died under this move back then! No, I have to leave!"

As he said that, his black shadow flashed and he jumped to the top of the peak.

Long Yi and Qiao Yue'er looked at it, and their faces changed drastically.

Han Yang's face also changed drastically and shouted at them: "Brother Long, take Yue'er and hurry up and leave the peak!"

As he said that, he grabbed Hu Xiaojiu on his shoulder and threw it to Qiao Yue'er, and Qiao Yue'er took it.

Qiao Yue'er's face was pale, and Long Yi grabbed her one by one, flashed, and rushed to the side.

Just as their figures jumped down to the top of the peak, a loud bang suddenly rolled up from the top of the peak, and instantly swallowed up the entire peak.

This flame suddenly spurted out from the red-feathered peacock's mouth, and a flame that could burn everything.

At the same time, the magma in the entire magma pit was pulled by these flames, and the enclaves also churned. Soon, the magma spewed out of the enclaves.

Han Yang had long been swallowed by this flame.

Halfway through the mountain, the old man in Tang suit turned around and saw the fiery red magma gushing out from the top of the peak, pouring down like a waterfall. He looked horrified and his face was pale. He quickly activated all his cultivation, and suddenly a black shadow turned into a storm and rushed straight down the mountain.

Not far behind him, Long Yi pulled Qiao Yue'er hard and ran down the mountain. He could already feel the heat soaring to the sky behind him.

Qiao Yue'er was crying and kept looking back, trying to find Han Yang's appearance, but no matter how she looked, she couldn't find Han Yang's shadow.

If Long Yi hadn't pulled her, she might have returned to look for Han Yang.

Long Yi had used all his energy to feed himself. When he ran to the foot of the mountain, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and saw that the magma gushed out of the peak had burned the entire mountain to ashes, and magma was still left from all sides.

Qiao Yue'er was staring at the top of the peak at this moment, with tears on her face. She suddenly felt her legs weak, she sat on the ground, and shouted in grief and anger: "No... Han Yang, come back!"

Long Yi next to him saw her like this, couldn't help but sigh and said to her: "Such flame, Brother Han is afraid that...you...you should be mourning!"

Not far away from them, the old man in Tang costume turned around and looked at the peak with lingering fear, his face full of shock.

At this moment, Meng Jiaoman and other cultivators rushed over, and there was a strong shock on their faces. They also saw the scene of the magma spray just now.

After Meng Jiaoman came over, she looked directly at the old man in Tang costume and asked expectantly: "Old Fei, have you got the Fire Spirit Holy Fruit?"

The old man in Tang suit looked at her and shook his head, "When I went up, the Fire Spirit Holy Fruit was gone. I think it was taken away by that boy! But now, I'm afraid the Fire Spirit Holy Fruit and that boy will be buried in the flames together!"

"Damn it!" Meng Jiaoman was furious when she heard this, "This bastard, it's so hateful to me!"

The young man in white next to her also frowned and his face looked ugly.

Seeing this, the old man in Tang suit said to her: "Miss, things have come to this point, and we have no choice! No wonder they said that even if the master comes here, it is extremely dangerous. This red-feathered peacock is too terrible. In my opinion, we should leave this place. Otherwise, when the red-feathered peacock reacts, we may not be able to leave!"

Meng Jiaoman frowned with anger on her face. She said coldly: "Before coming here, I promised my family that I must bring back the Holy Fruit of Fire Spirit. For this matter, I have spent a lot of resources at home. If I return empty-handed, I may not only suffer the ridicule of those guys, but the head of the family will also be very dissatisfied with me!"

After hearing this, the old man in Tang dress frowned slightly and whispered: "Miss, this... is impossible!"

But at this moment, the young man in white suddenly smiled and said, "Miss Meng, I have a way, maybe I can help you!"

Meng Jiaoman suddenly looked shocked, her eyes lit up and looked at him, and said with expectant expression: "What can Mr. Kong do you do? Tell me quickly!"

The old man in Tang suit also looked at him in confusion.

The young man in white smiled and suddenly pointed at Qiao Yue'er who was kneeling on the ground crying in the distance, and said with a smile: "This method is on her!"

"On her?" Meng Jiaoman looked puzzled, "Young Master Kong, what do you mean? She is just an ordinary cultivator. What's the use of her?"

The old man in Tang suit was also very puzzled.

The young man in white smiled and said, "Although she is an extremely ordinary cultivator, her identity is very important!"

"What is her identity?" Meng Jiaoman asked immediately.

The young master in white did not answer her, but looked at her and asked, "Miss Meng told me before that you have come to Big 6 this time. In addition to the Fire Spirit Holy Fruit, there is another thing, right?"

Meng Jiaoman nodded, "Yes!"

The young man in white smiled, "Then this other thing has a lot to do with her!"

Meng Jiaoman's eyes lit up immediately, and he looked at him and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Kong said, is this woman related to Shenyang Group?"

The young man in white smiled and nodded.

Meng Jiaoman's face suddenly turned over and asked in disbelief: "Really?"

The old man in Tang suit looked surprised too.
Chapter completed!