With a loud explosion, the huge golden mountain, together with the figures of the four people, was pressed into the desert ground.
The desert shook, the dunes undulated, and dull roars continued to come from the ground.
After a while, all the tremors subsided.
Yuan Ming's huge dharma image dissipated, and several roots of immortal trees were slowly pulled out from the ground, dragging out four black-robed monks covered in tatters.
Among the four people, only the tall monk was still alive, while the other three had been drained of their life force in an instant and turned into three shriveled corpses.
Yuan Ming didn't say anything nonsense, he directly dragged him up, pointed at the center of his eyebrows and began to forcibly search for his soul.
In just a moment, he figured out the identity of this group of people.
They are called the Four Owls of the Black River, and they are the four Void-Returning Stage cultivators with quite a reputation in the southern part of the Central Continent. They usually engage in murder and extortion, and none of them die unjustly.
But this time, the reason why they attacked and killed Yuan Ming was to take over the task of Sunset Sect.
Wei Ling was the person who had direct contact with them, so the previous proposal to act separately was within the plan. Only by acting separately could they clear up the relationship.
"Senior, we only use money to do things. You have already killed three of my brothers. Can you please let me go? The four of us brothers have quite a lot of assets. As long as you spare my life, I am willing to give it all to you.
You." The tall black-robed monk calmed his mind and said.
Yuan Ming turned a deaf ear to his words and had no reaction at all.
In fact, he didn't listen to what the other party was saying at all, but was thinking about the whole story of the attack in his mind.
He had no connection with the Sunset Sect in the past, let alone any enmity, so there must be some hidden agenda behind the inexplicable siege against him this time.
And with his status as "Wan Tianren", the only person he could think of to have a grudge against was Sima Changqin, the boundary guard whom he had only met once.
This guy has an extraordinary status. On the surface, he is very famous, but behind the scenes, he uses some underhanded methods. The previous methods of smearing Yuan Ming were not enough, and he actually wanted to kill him directly.
Yuan Ming had not originally planned to touch Sima Changqin so quickly, but unexpectedly the other party took the initiative to come forward, which was exactly what he wanted.
He looked gloomy and said nothing. He raised his hand and slapped it with his palm.
The tall black-robed monk was bleeding from his seven orifices, and all his vitality, Yuan Ying and soul were wiped out.
Afterwards, Yuan Ming put away the stored magic weapons of the four people, and after a brief inspection, he found that there were many spiritual materials, elixirs, and magic weapons in them. The four of them together had more wealth than ordinary Dharma monks.
He put away the Si Yue Lian Yin and the Silver Light Water Moon Mirror, picked out a few pieces of high-level spiritual wood and some spiritual materials, and put them away. Then he jumped up and rushed back to where he came from.
Niu Gengtian's body had turned cold, but Niu Fengsheng was still trying to wake his brother up, with tears streaming down his face and whimpering like a puppy crying.
Yuan Ming sighed and came to Niu Fengshou.
Niu Fengshou's originally empty gaze suddenly revealed a fierce light, and he punched Yuan Ming.
Yuan Ming grabbed his wrist with one hand and twisted it hard. A look of pain appeared on Niu Fengshou's face, and he tried to fight back with his other hand.
Yuan Ming waved his sleeves, and Niu Fengshou's eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground and fell asleep.
He pointed his finger at the center of Niu Fengshou's eyebrows, a surge of soul energy entered it, and after a moment he withdrew his finger.
Yuan Ming took out a high-grade soul refining pill and stuffed it into Niu Fengshou's mouth. Then he stepped forward and held Niu Fengshou's head to help him refine the medicine.
The mental problem of Niu Fengsheng was basically in the soul. He originally planned to keep it and study it carefully. Now that Niu Gengtian died, he was too embarrassed to study his brother again to see if he could help him recover.
In fact, Yuan Ming didn't fully understand the problem of Niu Fengsheng's soul, so he could only try the stupid method of enhancing the power of his soul.
He used the Qing Jue to adjust the seven emotions of cattle harvest and bring them into a regular state.
With the huge soul power injected from the Soul Refining Pill, Niu Fengshou waved his hands crazily, trying to get away, but he couldn't get away.
As the majestic power of the medicine began to be absorbed, the movements of the cow harvest gradually became slower, until finally it stopped completely, and the whole person sat there quietly, with tears on his face.
His expression is no longer foolish, and his eyes have returned to their normal look.
Yuan Ming let go of his hand. It seemed that Niu Fengsheng's mental problem was cured.
He also gained a little bit and gained a deeper understanding of the power of the seven emotions.
Niu Fengsheng did not move, and his mind was filled with images of his brother standing in front of him regardless of his own safety.
"Brother, I'm fine..." After a long time, he said this to his brother's body with a trembling voice.
Yuan Ming did not offer any comfort, but took out a storage magic weapon belonging to the Four Black River Owls and placed it next to him.
"This mission is far more dangerous than you think. It's not too late to quit now. Take your brother out of the flaming desert and go back."
Niu Fengshou glanced at the storage instrument and stood up.
"I have a clear mind now. It was no accident that you were ambushed. These four people were not the culprits who killed my brother. Can you tell me who the real murderer is?"
His eyes were full of hatred, and waves of powerful spiritual power rippled around him.
The high-grade soul refining pill not only cured Niu Fengshou's mental problems, but also increased his soul power several times, which was no better than the monks in the late Yuanying period.
The soul power has skyrocketed, but Niufeng Harvest's cultivation is still in the elixir-forming stage, so he cannot help but lose control.
"Control your soul power, otherwise it will easily hurt your soul." Yuan Ming reminded.
Niu Fengshou was startled and tried to restrain his spiritual power. The turbulent fluctuations of spiritual consciousness around him quickly subsided.
A hint of surprise flashed across Yuan Ming's eyes. Niu Fengshou had such a powerful ability to control the soul, and he was actually a good candidate for soul cultivation.
"I don't know who the other party is now, but his background is definitely not small. You will not be my opponent. Go back." He shook his head and said, turned and walked away.
"I'm not afraid of death, so please let me do my part, senior!" Niu Fengshou chased after him and said eagerly.
"Really?" Yuan Ming took a few steps forward before stopping.
"My brother has taken care of me since I was a child. If it weren't for him, I would have died long ago. If I didn't avenge him, I would not feel at ease alive!" Niu Fengshou's face was full of perseverance, and he regarded death as home.
"Well, you go back to Baidi City first. If I need you later, I will go find you." Yuan Ming said.
After saying these words, he flew up and flew in the direction of Wei Ling's team.
Niu Fengsheng watched as Yuan Ming's escaping light disappeared into the sky. After a moment, he picked up Niu Gengtian's body and flew out of the flaming desert.
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On the other side, the other three Nascent Soul cultivators from Yuan Ming's team had all returned to Wei Ling. The seriously injured yellow-skinned old man was also brought back and fell into a coma.
A Nascent Soul stage man was panicking and telling Wei Ling the scene when the accident happened.
"Where is that fellow Taoist Wan? Where is he?" Wei Ling asked with a frown.
"He should have died... I saw that he was suppressed by the formation and couldn't move." The Nascent Soul stage man said.
"Didn't you see with your own eyes the death of Wan Taoist Friends?" Wei Ling asked.
"After Senior Wan was trapped by the four people with restraints, Daoyou Chen wanted to scare them away. But as soon as we showed our identities and only said a few words, we were seriously injured by a man in black robes. We didn't dare to stay.
They all ran away and didn't see the end." Yuanying monk replied with lingering fear.
"Okay, I understand. Let's go rest and heal our wounds." Wei Ling waved his hand with a gloomy look on his face.
The three of them didn't say much and walked aside to rest.
The monks in Wei Ling's team were discussing the reason why Yuan Ming was ambushed.
Wei Ling was silent and looked into the distance.
At this moment, everyone suddenly raised their heads and looked up into the sky, and immediately saw a figure flying down towards this side under the reflection of the sun.
But when they saw Yuan Ming's appearance clearly, they all looked shocked.
They never expected that a monk in the early stage of returning to the void could escape safely under the siege of four returning monks.
Wei Ling also looked shocked.
Yuan Ming seemed to realize something and looked over.
Wei Ling's heart trembled, but there was no abnormality on his face as he walked over quickly: "Fellow Taoist Wan, I already know the situation where you are. I'm glad you're okay."
"I was plotted accidentally. Fortunately, my life was saved and I escaped." Yuan Ming took a deep breath and said.
After saying that, he couldn't help coughing again and quickly covered his mouth.
However, a touch of red could not help but ooze out from between his fingers.
"Are you injured?" Wei Ling asked with concern.
"A little injury, I'm fine." Yuan Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth expressionlessly.
"That's good. I heard from the monks who escaped that those four people are probably the Four Black River Owls who have been evil cultivators in the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountains in recent years. They dared to attack the treasure hunting team. When they meet up with other teams later, Wei will definitely
Report this matter to Master and seek justice for all of you fellow Taoists!" Wei Ling said indignantly.
"Then thank you Daoist Fellow Wei. It's just that something like this happened and we can't act separately. Let's go together next." Yuan Ming sneered in his heart, his expression calm.
"Of course." Wei Ling said immediately.
Yuan Ming thanked him, turned around and flew forward.
Wei Ling looked at Yuan Ming's back, called out to the others, and followed him.
The rest of Yuan Ming's team came back one after another, and the two teams merged into one, and they advanced steadily in the desert, continuing to search for traces of Skyfire bit by bit.
Night falls quickly.
Everyone did not rush on their way, but gathered to rest near a dead poplar forest.
Yuan Ming leaned against a dead tree a little away from the crowd, folded his hands on his chest, closed his eyes slightly, and seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.
In fact, under his body, the roots of the immortal tree have stretched downward for more than ten miles, deeply piercing into an underground spiritual vein, absorbing the spiritual power from it for cultivation.
The climate in the Fire Rock Desert is hot and dry, but the spiritual energy here is very strong, and some spiritual veins exist intermittently underground.
Yuan Ming discovered that there was a large spiritual vein underground here, so he decided to camp here for a while, regardless of Wei Ling's request to continue exploring.
In other places in the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountains, he still has to worry about absorbing too much spiritual veins, which will affect the environment there. In the barren land of the Fire Rock Desert, Yuan Ming does not need to worry.
The roots of the immortal tree continuously draw out the spiritual power of the underground spiritual veins and merge into the mana vortex of the Dantian.
The fire-attribute spiritual power in this underground spiritual vein was extremely abundant. While the fire-attribute spiritual power in Yuan Ming's body improved rapidly, a red ball gradually condensed on the immortal tree.
"It seems that the spiritual veins are different, and the spirit gathering things produced on the immortal tree are also different..." He thought to himself when he saw this.
While Yuan Ming was trying his best to extract the underground spiritual veins, Wei Ling left the camp alone on the pretext of patrolling at night.
Behind a sand dune far away from everyone, he first placed several restrictions nearby, then took out a circular formation disk, flipped the talisman on it, and began to send messages to contact others.
Not long after, a stream of light was projected on the array disk, and a figure emerged from it, it was Wang Fulong, the elder of the Sunset Sect.
"Master." Wei Ling bowed immediately when he saw the figure appearing.
"No need to be polite, how are things going?" Wang Fulong said in a calm tone.
"The Four Black River Owls missed. They probably escaped or were killed. However, it has been several hours and they have not contacted me. The latter is more likely." Wei Ling said quickly.
"What are you talking about? Although the four Black River owl's individual combat power is not very good, most of them are only in the early stage of ordinary return to the void, but together they can leapfrog and kill the monks in the middle stage of the return to the void, and with the assistance of the four mountains continuous seal magic weapon they lent,
A sneak attack has the upper hand, and even a monk in the late stage of returning to the void will have a hard time surviving, how could it fail?" Wang Fulong was surprised when he heard this.
"The disciples don't know what the real situation is. I heard from the monks who followed Wan Tianren that he did not notice it in advance and was actually trapped in the magic circle. It is said that he will die due to the suppression of the Four Mountains Formation.
Undoubtedly...but in the end, he came back alive." Wei Ling did not dare to speculate too much and said truthfully.
The figure in the array pondered for a long time and did not speak for a while.
