Seeing Deng Hong leaving, Qin Hongling raised her hand lightly, and a colorful feather flew in front of her, and quickly became larger, only to see her clothes swinging lightly, as if dancing, and jumped on it. Qin Hongling is a Qi cultivation period cultivator, and she can't fly in the sky yet, if she wants to catch up with Deng An and Wan Zhongjian, she can only use this kind of flying magic weapon.

This multicolored flying feather was found in the storage bag of Wanzhongqiu, and the flying magic weapon is already very precious, and the flying magic weapon made from the feathers of demon birds is even rarer.

This kind of item, in each Xiuzhen family, must belong to the heavy treasure level, only the patriarch is qualified to use it, it may be that Wan Zhongjian has successfully built the foundation, and there is no longer a need for a flying magic weapon, so it was handed over to Shi Zhongqiu. Wan Jia wanted to rob her of the blood bracelet, but their Tsukidan, Colorful Flying Feathers and other things were obtained by her, which has to be said to be a great irony.

In the sky above Yongning City, a colorful light flashed quickly.

Deng An followed Wan Zhongjian all the way and did not use the Wind Shadow Escape.

On the way, Deng An had already seen that Wan Zhongjian's speed was compared with the past, there was a certain gap, it should be that his injury had not recovered, but for what reason he dared to challenge himself in this state, Deng An was puzzled.

Asking for help, preset ambushes, seems to be possible. Could it be that there are still high-ranking monks in ten thousand families, or are there still powerful methods that have not been used? It seems impossible.

One thing is certain, these unknown factors may bring a crisis to him and Deng Hong, before Wan Zhongjian did not show his hole cards, the best choice is to wait and see, and then look for opportunities to make a move. If you don't make a move, you can solve these troubles completely.

At the foot of a cliff, Wan Zhongjian stopped. Probably because of the lack of sunlight for a long time, even at night, the surrounding atmosphere is cold.

Seeing this, Deng An couldn't help frowning, what was Wan Zhongjian's intention in bringing him here, fighting in this environment, as a meditative cultivator, he would definitely take advantage of the terrain.

Wan Zhongjian didn't feel wrong at all, and he didn't see any panic, he snorted heavily, and said, "It's not a small courage!

"Just you?" Deng An secretly glanced around, only to feel that the yin qi here was more intense than other places, barely up and down the yin land, in addition to this, there were many plants growing under the cliff, some of which were very similar to the plants in the Burial Immortal Mountain. Under the sweep of his mental power, a wave of surprise rose in his heart, they were able to block the mental power of meditation.

Suddenly, Deng An's mind looked into the distance and sighed secretly.

In a few moments, a multicolored light appeared not far behind him. When it dissipated, Qin Hongling's figure appeared. I saw her jade hand move lightly and put away a feather.

After Wan Zhongjian saw the colorful feather, the chill on his face was revealed, and when he saw that it was Qin Hongling, he laughed fiercely: "Okay! You came just in time! The Blood Intent Bracelet and the Colorless Flying Feather are all the things of my family, and they will return to the family after all." ”

Hearing this, Qin Hongling's pretty face showed anger, and she snorted: "Wan Zhongjian, could it be that you have lost your mind? You are not our opponent, and you don't want to run away again today." ”

"Haha, I'm going to see how rampant you are in a moment. After laughing, Wan Zhongjian suddenly looked to the side, with an extremely respectful expression on his face, and said: "Gaozu, the great-great-grandson Wan Zhongjian has brought all the female babies who cultivate and hold the blood intent bracelet. ”

"Wan Yong!" Deng An instantly understood.

"Hehe, yes! It's the old man!" After a burst of dark laughter, behind a few strange shrubs under the cliff, an old man with a soul condensed like an entity flew out.

Wan Yong's condensed body is somewhat similar to Wan Zhongjian, and he is also wearing a brocade robe, as if he is from a large landlord in the countryside, not at all like an immortal cultivator who is out of the world, and I don't know if the previous heads of the Wan family are all dressed like this.

The moment Wan Yong appeared, Deng An felt a huge coercion, and couldn't help but take two steps back before he stood firm. As for Qin Hongling, although she was far away, she was still forced to retreat several feet by coercion, and her face turned pale.

"It's rare, it's not easy for you to cultivate to the condensation form. Wan Yong hurriedly glanced at Deng An, sighed, and then looked at Qin Hongling, he pursed his lips, and said proudly: "I said that female doll, hand over the blood bracelet of our ten thousand families, the old man can promise not to scatter your soul and let you re-enter the reincarnation for the sake of your cooperation." ”

"No wonder people in thousands of families love to talk big, it turns out that it is a problem passed down by your ancestors. From Wan Yong's words, Qin Hongling heard that there was no room for maneuver, so he replied a little meanly. Of course, she was not a big-chested and brainless person, and at the same time sacrificed the spirit weapon flying sword.

A junior who practices qi dares to ridicule the old man like this. It seems that if you don't teach you a lesson, you don't know how to write the word regret. Seeing Qin Hongling's appearance as if he was facing a great enemy, Wan Yong snorted coldly, and his disdain was all revealed on his face. With a flick of his fingers, a black crescent-shaped blade flew straight towards her.

In mid-air, it was as if a storm had been set off. Where the black crescent-shaped air blade passed, the air was oppressed by a huge force, sending out a series of air explosions. Under the blow, the power was unexpectedly great, and the strength of the peak meditation cultivation in the late stage of condensation was indeed not to be underestimated.

Seeing this, Deng An's heart couldn't help jumping, this blow looked very casual, but it was actually calculated by Wan Yongzao, with Qin Hongling's state at the moment, if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured, Deng An didn't dare to be careless, his hands quickly pinched the trick, and one after another wind blades met the crescent-shaped qi blade.

The seemingly weak air blade, but extremely sharp, Deng An's wind blade, can only play a little resistance, in front of it, like the ice disintegration, one after another, until the wind blade is all gone, it exhausted its power and disappeared.

Deng An's expression was solemn, and with a wave of his arm, the Dikui Scorpion suddenly appeared in front of him, its eyes flashed darkly, and the two giant pincers quickly waved a few times, blocking the front, facing the unfathomable strength of Wan Yong, he sacrificed the strongest means of defense.

Seeing the Dikui Scorpion, Wan Yong's eyes flashed with coldness, and the expression on his face became complicated, and he said in a deep voice: "Where did you learn the technique of corpse puppetry?" As far as the old man knows, in the eastern part of the Burial Immortal Mountain, only the grimace of Qianqiao Peak knows a kind of corpse control technique, and now that his whereabouts are unknown, the old man wants to know, is he already gone?"

Deng Anxin moved, it seemed that Kunshan had not chosen the wrong approach, and everything that happened in the Rock Spirit Mouse Cave was still only known to the two of them. He said indifferently: "The corpse control technique is not the original creation of grimaces, whether you understand it or not, it doesn't have much to do with him, right? ”

Hearing this, Wan Yong said expressionlessly: "You really don't know?"

Thinking of the news he had found out at Yizhi Peak before, Deng An suddenly pretended to be abrupt, and said mysteriously: "Before leaving the Burial Immortal Mountain, I heard a message from a friend in Xia Yuran, I don't know if it will help Wan Daoyou. According to the friend below, Grimace tried to kill Mu Sen, but it didn't succeed. Wan Daoyou, just imagine, with the little strength of the grimace, he dares to go against Mu Sen, can he be safe and sound?"

After Wan Yong heard this, his face immediately sank. Suddenly, he smiled again and said, "Since Xiaoyou has heard of the old man's name, can you be willing to join the Black Dragon Valley? The old man hereby guarantees that your status in the Black Dragon Valley is only below the old man." The change in his attitude, don't say that it was Deng An himself, and even Qin Hongling and Wan Zhongjian next to him were stunned for a while.

Deng An clearly remembered that when he was in the burial of Xianshan, he was invited several times, first he had a grimace to look at his own ghostly fire, and then Kunshan looked at his own alchemy, this time Wan Yong said it himself, most of them were eyeing the corpse control technique, these meditation or forces, are trying to strengthen their strength, it seems that the funeral immortal mountain will not be calm for too long.

However, for Deng An, there is no plan to return to the Immortal Mountain for the time being, even if it becomes chaotic there, it will not have any impact on him. He bowed his hand politely and said: "Wan Daoyou's good intentions are understood in the heart, and I prefer to be unrestrained." ”

When Wan Yong heard this, his face changed for a while. Then, he snorted coldly: "Since you don't know how to lift, the old man has no choice but to bully the small." You and the girl are in the same group, so let's go together, so that the old man will not solve them one by one, which will be too troublesome. After speaking, his big black hand shook in front of the soul body, and an extra bird's claw-shaped artifact appeared.

Seeing this, Deng An couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart.

When Wan Yong spoke, he seemed to be a master, but he didn't act in a high-spirited style, and he sacrificed the spirit weapon as soon as he made a move. You must know that Deng An is only in the early stage of condensation, and Qin Hongling is equivalent to the strength of the late stage of Nayin, and the two of them together cannot be Wanyong's opponent.

On the other hand, Wan Yong did not relax at all, and obviously went all out.

Moreover, Deng An believed that the other party's bird's claw-shaped artifact could not be just a low-grade, it was likely to be a medium-grade, or even a high-grade, but the possibility of the latter was extremely low, at least, near gathering points such as the Black Dragon Valley, Master Zijin was the absolute authority on refining. Based on his previous contact with him, Deng An deduced that it seemed that he could only refine a medium-grade artifact at most.

Wan Yong wants to get a top-grade artifact, and he can only do it through other means. However, these avenues are not easy to say, either taking great risks or great opportunities.

"Miss Qin, to deal with Wan Yong, I am enough alone, you will sweep the battle for me. Deng An said, staring at him again and again. Under the current circumstances, only if Qin Hongling leaves first, he can give it a go, and he is confident that with his various means, he will definitely be able to escape from Wan Yong's hands.

Qin Hongling hesitated for a moment and retreated a little further. She knew that her strength was too different from the other party, and it would only be a burden to stay, and after standing still, she hurriedly sacrificed her sword to defend, and the jade hand probed in the storage bag and took out the colorful flying feather again.

"I want to leave now, it's too late!"

Deng An and Qin Hongling's intentions, as early as Wan Yong expected, the corners of his mouth twitched, with a cruel smile on his face, and at the same time, a dark force was quickly injected into the bird's claw from his palm, and suddenly, more than ten phantoms appeared before the bird's claw.