Shangguan Ce felt the murderous aura in Qin Mu's language, but there was a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Fenxiang Valley can be said to be the right way, and even the most low-key and introverted sect among the top sects in the world. Especially this generation of valley master Yun Yilan, who practiced the Fenxiang Jade Book in the sect to the unprecedented Yuyang realm, roughly comparable to Daoxuan's Taiqing realm, and set a precedent for Fenxiang Valley for eight hundred years. However, he did not like to be arrogant by nature, and in the Central Plains, he was not as famous as Qingyun Sect Daoxuan.

But being low-key does not mean that Fenxiang Valley can be bullied. Even as the sect closest to southern Xinjiang in the right way, Fenxiang Valley must suppress the 63 alien races internally and guard against the forces of the Demon Sect in the southwest. The situation is so dangerous that it is actually more prosperous than Qingyun Sect.

"I haven't left Xuanhuo Altar for a long time, so I don't know when Qingyun Sect will have a great junior like you!" Shangguan Ce actually laughed out loud and said the word "de" with a full of sarcasm in his tone.

He had a hard-witted eye and saw that the disciples above were using the Qingyun Sect's Taoist techniques. He was also a little surprised and wondered what Qingyun Sect had plans and whether he knew the plans in the secret of the Fenxiang Valley.

What's more, Shangguan Ce couldn't see through the truth of the strange young man in front of him!

His tone was full of underestimation, but his subordinates were merciless.

I saw him stretch out one hand and gently whip in the void. A ball of flame appeared out of thin air, as if the wind was too strong and it seemed to be a little faintly visible.

Facing the many immortal swords of Qingyun Sect, the fishman warriors who were fearless in death, saw this small flame, they seemed to have seen something extremely scary. They screamed and rushed to the pool behind them. The Qingyun disciple who was still a life-and-death enemy, turned a blind eye.

Tian Ling'er and others were stunned for a moment, and turned to look at the old man who was not astonishingly beautiful.

But the flames were swaying in the wind, flashing and turning into a silver sea of ​​fire in an instant, wrapping Qin Mu in it. In this valley, flames soared into the sky, and Qin Mu's figure was no longer in the flames.

What's strange is that the flames all over the mountains have no heat, but instead have a bit of biting chill.

Tian Ling'er's heart trembled, and the Linglong flying sword in her hand was almost falling. Lin Jingyu beside her had even been unsheathed, and she attacked Shangguan Ce with a cold air.

But Shangguan Ce held it slightly in his hand, and the sea of ​​fire in the sky slowly closed to the center, like a blooming peony, turning around and walking into time, slowly transforming into a flower bud.

Between the heaven and earth, a silver fireball half a human tall appeared.

Wan Jianyi has been hiding aside. Looking at this old friend, he was also amazed in his heart. The Taoist method of the Burning Incense Valley is very different from the Central Plains, but its power cannot be underestimated. Today, it seems that Shangguan Ce has entered the realm of perfection.

The Dragon-Slaying Sword became more and more excited. When Wan Jian held the hilt, his fighting spirit was also boiling, but the corner of his mouth was still smiling. He looked at Lin Jingyu's body and nodded, and he felt a little admiring.

Shangguan Ce is indeed very experienced and dare not be careless. Instead, after a moment, a cold light flows around his hand, but he sacrifices a crystal clear and sharp tube-shaped magic weapon with both ends.

As soon as this magic weapon appeared, the ground nearby and the branches of the desert trees were covered with a layer of white frost, and the temperature around it suddenly became colder.

Shangguan Ce waved his hand like the wind, and slashed downwards, and a cold light crossed the sky and fell towards the silver fireball. Lin Jingyu, who was stepping forward, was shocked and felt that he had fallen into the extreme northern ice field. The biting coldness frozen his soul.

In the dantian, the Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao true qi that has been cultivated has been shrunk even more.

The Nine Cold Ice Thorns are Shangguan Ce's magic weapon to become famous, which damages people's foundation and is the most sinister. In conjunction with the strange Taoist techniques learned by Shangguan Ce from the Fenxiang Valley, it was all good for more than a hundred years ago.

The fireball in the air suddenly swelled up at this moment.

It was like a huge heart, beating violently.

Shangguan Ce was clever. His Yin Fire cage was a peerless magic that he had achieved after practicing hard for a hundred years. Yin Fire was the best at destroying people's souls and defiling people's magic weapons. Others were caught off guard and were trapped in it and were not allowed to escape. Confidently meeting anyone is a force of a fight.

If Qingyun Sect had not come to southern Xinjiang, it was of great importance, he would never have used this method of being in the bottom of the box.

But since Qin Mu was trapped, there was a tendency to be unable to suppress it in just one breath, so how can he think about it?

No matter what he thought, the fireball seemed to be overwhelmed and exploded. Shangguan Ce was shocked, his body turned into a gray light, and he retreated out of the mountain.

He actually didn't want to fight and walked away.

In the bursting light, a palm pushed forward and headed straight for Shangguan Ce's face.

In a flash, Shangguan Ce retreated dozens of miles away, and he was determined, but his eyes were full of despair.

The five fingers were wider and wider in his sight, as if they were covering the world.

But Shangguan Ce shouted violently, and the Nine Cold Ice Condensation Thorn burst out with a dazzling white light, stabbing into Qin Mu's palm.

Qin Mu smiled on his face, with a little sarcastic meaning, grabbed with one hand, and a cracked sound came from his palm. Shangguan Ce's eyes were ripped apart, and a blood surged in his heart.

The magic weapon that he had spent a hundred years of life had turned into a pile of ashes.

Before he could react from his heartache, he saw a fist that seemed to be carved from jade, gently and skillfully landing on his chest.

a little.

As others think, this trick is extremely gentle.

However, a huge roar appeared in Shangguan Ce's mind, and his body flew backwards like a broken blade, hanging softly on the branches beside him.

Wan Jian sighed with all his heart, and he felt a little pity.

Shangguan Ce's moves were extremely vicious, and his moves were all aimed at the foundation of bad people and the way to break the human path, but today Qin Mu broke all his muscles and bones.

People who practice Taoism have strong vitality, but such injuries can't be swallowed for a while.

Shangguan Ce could only wait slowly for the arrival of death.

But Qin Mu no longer cares about Shangguan Ce, he slowly walked back to the mountain, but his eyes flashed from time to time with a look of contemplation.

Wan Jian smiled and said, "How?"

Qin Mu smacked his lips, pondered a little, and said solemnly: "Broad and profound."

Qin Mu just now deliberately gave Shangguan Ce a move, trying to see the secret of the Dao Technique of Burning Incense Valley. If the monks in this world had not held cheating treasures like Zhu Xian, Qin Mu would be confident that he could escape without hesitation. Only the Dao Technique of Burning Incense Valley, or the Southern Xinjiang witchcraft that produced this Dao Technique, was something Qin Mu dared not ignore.

In the world of Zhuxian, from ancient times to the present, Qin Mu only respects three people with extremely talented talents.

The first one is the owner of the original Bloodthirsty Bead, the black-hearted old man who dominates the Demon Sect.

The second one is naturally Master Qingye.

The only third person is Qin Mu, who is not only respectful, but also the person whom he calls him the number one in his heart - the witch Linglong.
Chapter completed!