As a flaming sword fell, the atmosphere on the top of Qinshan Mountain became scorching hot. The long sword piercing the night sky directly penetrated the fragile defenses of the foundation-building monks and nailed them to the ground one by one.

The smell of burning clothes and barbecue gradually filled the air.

It is a pity that although this meteor shower is spectacular, after being dispersed, the power of a single flame is no longer enough to kill cultivators above the foundation establishment level. Those slow fires are very embarrassed in the fire sword, but it is difficult to hurt their roots.

Not all of the falling flames rushed towards the monks, but quite a few scattered flames fell to the ground and burned vigorously.

The destructive power of the source fire was astonishing, and the place where the flames fell was quickly riddled with holes. What was strange was that Qin Fangyang did not help his men defend themselves from the falling flames, but blocked all the flames approaching the main hall.

Wu Jian saw this spectacular scene just as he approached the top of the mountain, and then discovered Qin Fangyang's strange behavior.

From the damaged gap in the Qinmen main hall, he could clearly see that a large hole had been dug out of the originally hard underground of the main hall. It was a transformed secret room, and various things could be vaguely seen in the secret room.

A pile of dried human bones with little blood.

At the top of the pile of bones, Wu Jian saw a familiar person, that was Hong Kui.

"Xiaolong, attack the main hall, attack the main hall quickly!"

The roar of the sword awakened Qin Long, who was gradually going crazy, for a moment. Qin Long finally remembered the other purpose of his trip, which was to rescue Hong Kui.

Taking a step forward, Qin Long faced the distant hall through the air, obviously intending to directly destroy the hall. Although he didn't know why Wu Jian asked him to attack the hall, judging from Qin Fangyang's weird behavior, his

Uncle Master must have discovered something wrong.

"You just want to destroy the symbol of my Qin clan?"

After such a long period of recuperation, Qin Fangyang finally suppressed the rampaging human soul in his body and stopped right in front of Qin Long. He looked at his right fist warily, where his eyes converged on the snow-white bone glove.

He has never seen such a weird weapon. The gloves are obviously famous for their flexibility, but they have such a hard texture. But Qin Long has Shuang Yue on his back. This weird fist is probably a weapon given to him by the other party. He feels sorry for Shuang Yue in his heart.

The hatred grew stronger.

Fortunately, this glove is not a magic weapon. Qin Fangyang believes that he still has a good chance of winning against a fourth-level spiritual weapon used in close combat.

The great hall behind him is his secret. The reason why the Qin Clan can absorb monks like a bottomless pit like a madman, and why Qin Fangyang's realm can rise rapidly, is all thanks to this great hall.

The mountain-protecting formation he spent a lot of money to build was not actually used to protect the mountain, but to imprison all the human souls of the monks in the Qin Sect within it.

If these monks die within the formation, their souls will not dissipate directly, but will be left in the formation, and then be sucked into the formation eyes under the main hall. These accumulated human souls can be used to improve

Realm, and the bodies of those monks naturally cannot be wasted. After being thrown into the formation, the remaining bodies with spiritual energy can be used to breed demon wolves.

Qin Fangyang did not feel any impact of spiritual energy. The remaining flames in front of the hall surged up. Qin Long's figure flashed and appeared directly next to the hall. The ethereal power of the spark took him over the most difficult barrier to break through, tightening around his waist.

Jian's fist suddenly punched out.

"boom!"

A circular shock wave exploded from his fist, and the uncontrollable source of fire burst out into a huge fire dragon that shot straight into the sky.

How could the fragile hall withstand the torment of the original fire? The unprotected hall was reduced to ashes by the fire dragon, and a mountain of flesh and blood was exposed under the burned floor.

"hiss..."

Qin Long had seen a lot of terrifying things, but when he saw this terrifying existence that was comparable to a mass grave, he still couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

On the thick pile of bones, Hong Kui, whose hands and feet were trapped, was struggling hard.

Seeing that Hong Kui was still alive, Qin Long's tense heart instantly relaxed. He jumped into the pit, grabbed Hong Kui's collar and disappeared while his body was covered in flames.

Among the remaining flames around Qin Guan, a palm stretched out and rested on his shoulder. Qin Long's sparks of fire were activated one after another, leading Hong Kui and his father to escape to Wu Jian.

"Uncle Master, take these two out of here, go down the mountain immediately and don't look back!" Qin Long quickly ordered the two of them into Wu Jian's hands.

"Ah? What should you do?"

After seeing Qin Guan's state, he also realized the degree of crisis of the situation. As Qin Fangyang's strongest combat power, he had been seriously injured. There was no possibility of defeating the opponent in a head-on fight. Escape was the only hope. Wu Jian looked at death as if he were going home.

He originally wanted to stay and break up the relationship, but Qin Long looked like he didn't want to give him any face at all.

Qin Long smiled relaxedly and said: "I'm here to entangle Qin Fangyang. Master, don't worry, my father has just fought with him, and now his fighting power has seriously declined. Besides, I still have the Spark Technique and nothing will happen to him."

"

Hearing Qin Long's words, Wu Jian was startled. The opponent's skills were indeed amazing, but against a martial arts master, the chance of winning was still very slim. Fortunately, Qin Long's reasons were indeed sufficient, and Wu Jian's expression changed.

A little better.

After a while, he felt the restlessness of the origin fire in his body, and there was not much time left for him: "However, my ability is limited and I cannot hold him for too long. I can only fight for half a quarter of an hour at most. Uncle Master, you must spend this period

Try to escape from Qinshan as much as possible."

In order to reassure Wu Jian, Qin Long also gave Wu Jian a reassurance, "Uncle Master, although my Spark Piaomiao moves fast, it requires flames to jump, so I have to ask you to leave enough when you go down the mountain.

The flames help me leave.”

Wu Jian was still suspicious at first, but after hearing this, he felt relieved and thought about leaving a way out for him. It seemed that his nephew really did not have the intention to die.

"Xiaolong, don't worry. Even if my uncle sets fire to the entire Qinshan Mountain and commits the crime of deceiving the master and destroying his family, he still wants to leave enough flames for you to escape."

Under the attack of the source fire, the Yin and Yang Pisces guarding the Soul Portal has reached its limit and may completely collapse at any time.

"No, we must leave enough time for our uncle to escape!"

The power of the Yin-Yang Fish alone was no longer enough to withstand the offensive of the Source Fire. Qin Long clenched his teeth and raised his heart. He reached down into his Dantian with his thoughts. He still had the last barrier that he had not used, which was to condense the essence around the Dantian.

Thin film, this thin film is no longer as fragile as it used to be. Over time, it becomes thicker with the precipitated spiritual energy. After the source fire is collected in the Dantian, it is it that protects Qin Long himself from being harmed by high temperatures.

"Get down here!"

Under the control of thoughts, the thick layer of essence was torn off, and then wrapped like a door on the door of the sea of ​​consciousness.

With this layer of barrier, the pressure on the Yin-Yang Fish was suddenly relieved, and it could even slowly rotate to continue to replenish Qin Long's fake elixir.

Qin Long was undoubtedly drinking poison to quench his thirst. Although he temporarily blocked the invasion of the source fire, he lost his Dantian. Even if the Bagua Pan could subdue the source fire again, he would have lost the place to accommodate it, and his greatest escape relied on the misty sparks.

It can no longer be used.

Looking at the empty mountain road with a lonely face, Qin Long knew that tonight might be his last time in this world.

"Look what that is?!"

A surprised cry came from behind him, it was the Wenhuo realm thug Qin Fangyang had hired.

"Why is there a hill of corpses under the Qinmen main hall, and what is the shining thing next to it? Is it a formation?"

"The Soul Locking Array, that's the eye of the Soul Array. I've seen something similar in Guimen Mountain!" shouted the monk who immediately recognized it.

As soon as the three words "Guimen Mountain" came out, everyone's attention was immediately attracted. Everyone knew what that place represented. The first batch of demon wolves came out of Guimen Mountain. With the popularity of Shuangyue and Shikai

, everyone also understands that the source of the devil wolf is the human soul, and the soul-locking formation is the most practical formation in Guimen Mountain to imprison human souls. It is self-evident what it represents.

Suddenly, a cultivator pointed to a intact human figure at the top of the pit and said, "Look, is that corpse the cultivator who came to Qinmen before?"

"Really, he was a cultivator in the Wenhuo Realm, how could he die in a place like this?" Someone among the fellow cultivators screamed when they recognized the corpse.

Later, more familiar corpses were discovered, and everyone finally realized that the mountain of corpses lying under the Qinmen's main hall were the monks who had come to Qinmen to recruit as thugs. Looking at the height of the mountain of corpses, the number was probably in the hundreds!

"Qin Fangyang, Qin Fangyang must have killed these monks!"

Seeing so many monks who died tragically, everyone finally remembered one thing. No matter how great the Qin Sect is, it cannot recruit cultivators like a bottomless pit. Moreover, after they came to the Qin Sect, they also found that except for the sect leader and his entourage in the mountain,

There was almost no one outside. None of the monks who came before had disappeared. Now it seemed that they had all been killed by Qin Fangyang and hidden under the hall.

Although I don't know why Qin Fangyang killed these cultivators, since he can hide under the Qinmen's main hall, there is no doubt that he is the murderer.

"Why did Qin Fangyang want to kill these people? The Qin Sect is also a famous sect in Shiyu City. Can't they afford it?"

"We have already used the Soul Locking Array. It seems that this matter will not be that simple. When I came here, I felt that there was something weird everywhere in Qinshan Mountain. Whose sect does not even have low-level monks? It is very likely that they have been buried long ago.

Now that this mountain of corpses has fallen, it doesn’t matter if we don’t do this business, we’d better leave.”

The mountain of corpses was so intimidating that some timid monks immediately expressed their intention to leave.

"Haha, since you have come to our Qinmen as a guest, there is no reason to leave as soon as you say it. When the formation is formed, the soul's eyes are opened!" As Qin Fangyang shouted loudly, the strange formation surrounding the corpse mountain was filled with blood.

Wu Jian, who was running down the mountain, was grabbing Hong Kui and carrying Qin Guan on his back. He was using his free hand to set fire everywhere. Looking behind him, he saw that it had turned into a long fire dragon, which was likely to kill Qin Shan directly.

The posture of burning.

"These flames should be enough for the little dragon to escape, right?"

Wu Jian looked at his masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction. He was lucky enough to have seen the skills of his nephew, and he was indeed successful in escaping.

Suddenly, a burst of dazzling red light rose from the top of Qinshan Mountain. The blazing color startled Wu Jian, thinking that the fire he set had really set Qinshan Mountain on fire.
Chapter completed!