The red flame stone produced by the Great Shang Kingdom is a red gem, crystal clear. Whenever light shines on the red flame stone, the stone is like a flame jumping, which is extremely beautiful, so it is named. The red flame stone has the functions of warding off evil spirits, retention, and nourishing the five internal organs.

The most high-quality Red Flame Stone is called Red Flame Spirit Stone. In addition to the above functions, it also has the effect of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to give back to the master. Because it is rare and expensive, it is a treasure that martial arts masters who practice internal skills dream of. Those who practice mysterious internal skills can greatly shorten the practice time with a Red Flame Spirit Stone.

The red flame stone produced by the Da Shang Kingdom is famous, but it is generally recognized that the red flame stone produced by Lieyan Mountain in the southwest Road is the best quality. However, in recent days, more than 200 soldiers who are said to have been from the Pingxi Prince's Mansion have occupied several intersections of Chieyan Mountain. The common people who want to go up the mountain have been driven away by those soldiers. In a blink of an eye, Lieyan Mountain has been closed to the eighth day.

The local miners and miners who mine the Red Flame Stone Mine in Quxiong County dare not speak out. Their livelihoods were blocked by these military officials, which was nothing more than losing some money. However, if anyone dared to conflict with these military officials from the Pingxi Palace, it would definitely take a life. The two powers were the least, so these ordinary people had tolerate besides tolerate.

There were rumors among local people that the reason why these soldiers of the Pingxi Prince's Mansion occupied the Lieyan Mountain was to find the Red Flame Spirit Stone. For a while, the local people who made a living by mining the Red Flame Stone were panicked. Those who were slower were still worried, and those who were more active were ready to change careers. This powerful prince didn't even take the emperor seriously, let alone those of us who were powerless and powerless?

In the Fallen Mountain, there is an altar with a 24-zone radius and three layers of upper and lower layers. There are 400 soldiers guarding each other. On the bottom, there are twenty-eight black flags with skulls on the bottom. On the second floor, there are sixty-four black flags with white grimaces on the white floor. On the top floor, there are a triangular and pointed black tent, outside the tent, forty-nine black men in black, divided into seven groups and arranged into a formation of the Big Dipper.

In the tent, a black bottle larger than an ordinary wine bottle floated in the air. In front of an Eight Immortals table, the demonic Taoist Chun Yuanzi was sitting on a chair and dozing off. The little Taoist standing next to him was a little anxious, "Master, this is the eighth day, why hasn't this bottle moved yet? Didn't you say that the soul-sucking method passed down by the master's master is extremely powerful. Anyone who is cursed will die after seven days?"

Chun Yuanzi, who was dozing off, opened his tired eyes and sneered, "Juqing disciple, I already know it! It's not that the soul-sucking method is not effective, but someone also used a spell to extend Tang Jiusheng's life for another three days, but what's the use? Three days later, wouldn't Tang Jiusheng die and die? This method of prolonging life can treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and there is no need to panic. It's just a trick of carving insects!"

As he spoke, Chun Yuanzi stood up, picked up the black locust wood sword from the table, stepped on the ground with an inverted step, muttering something, and casting a spell again, then smiled and said, "No matter who he is, as long as we persist for another two days, Tang Jiusheng will die. Just rely on this superficial spell, I want to fight with me? He is still a little tender!"

Chun Yuanzi stood at the Eight Immortals table and put the spell on again

He explained to the little Taoist Yuqing, and introduced the basic tips to him. After explaining the precautions of the Inverted Gang Step, he said: "Disciple, now I will hand over this altar to you, and you will cast the spell. This black bottle is the eye of the formation, so you must ensure its safety. Now, the master has a rest. The disciple must remember that as long as you last for another two days, the task will be completed. Don't be impatient!"

The little Taoist Yuqing agreed, "Master, don't worry, the disciple has already understood the general principles of this formation. Since the master is tired, just go and rest. The disciple can preside over the formation here. If there is anything that cannot be solved, the disciple will ask the master!"

Chun Yuanzi nodded with satisfaction, carried the ancient pine-patterned sword on his back, floated down from the altar and went to the big tent under the altar to rest. In the small black tent on the top of the altar, the little Taoist Yuqing cheered up. According to what his master said, he stepped on the inverted steps, took the black locust wood sword and gestured, recited the spell, blessed the array eyes with the power of the Demon Lord, transformed two more pieces of talisman paper, sprinkled a handful of black sand, and then sat safely on the chair, waiting for the spell to succeed in two days.

In the large tent under the altar, Chun Yuanzi, who was sleeping soundly on the simple camp bed, was woken up by the military soldiers and got up for lunch. After lunch, Chun Yuanzi was idle and had nothing to do, hesitating. Then Chun Yuanzi's face changed drastically. He picked up the ancient pine sword from the edge of the bed, turned around and left the tent, hesitated for a moment, and took the light skills and left the hillside behind the Flame Mountain, missing where to go.

After eight days of guarding the altar, they were all safe and sound. The 400 soldiers in charge of guarding the altar were all a little lazy. Seeing that Chun Yuanzi did not say hello but left on his own, the commander of the leadership of the army cursed the troublesome bull's nose in his stomach, he brought a dozen soldiers into the tent to gamble money. The commander of the Zhou army had just won two games and was in a hurry. He suddenly heard shouting outside the tent. The commander of the Zhou army was distracted and ordered an old soldier to go out to watch.

The old man had just got out of the tent and was hit on the waist by a tall and thin man in purple clothes. He was immediately knocked over to the ground and unable to move. The old man who was lying on the ground and struggling to death saw that the two men had already been killed on the altar, leaving only a beautiful girl who was following the soldiers who were chasing the soldiers who were chasing the sword everywhere. The old man shouted desperately, "Captain Zhou, the enemy attack..." and he kicked his legs and died.

Captain Zhou, who was making money, heard the shouts of the old soldiers outside the tent, and hurriedly led people out of the tent, but saw a beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen years old chasing the soldiers under his command. The captain Zhou was furious and pulled out his waist knife and shouted: "Brothers, take it down quickly! I will ask this girl to warm the bed tonight!" The soldiers stationed outside the tent were already scared by the killing of the three people just now, so how could he dare to come forward?

Seeing that he couldn't tell his subordinates, he was furious and jumped forward with his waist knife and was about to chop the girl. However, this fifth-rank military captain was stabbed to the ground after less than three rounds under the girl. The girl holding a sword looked at Zhou and sneered, "With your low-level skill, I am worthy of being an officer? There is no one under the King of Pingxi!"

It turned out that this girl was Su Qiuman, and the two people who rushed to the altar just now were Yulong Xingkong and Xin Zhiping.

Yulong walked in front and Xin Zhiping behind. The two of them had already rushed to the top of the altar, and the one who had formed the Big Dipper Seven Star Formation

Forty-nine men in black, seeing someone killing people under the altar, they had been waiting for the battle for a long time. As soon as the two of them came up, they were surrounded by the formation that looked like the Big Dipper. Forty-nine men in black, all holding bright steel guns in their hands, instantly set up a gun formation, surrounding the two of them in the center of the Gai.

Yulong Xingkong was shocked, turned his head and looked at Xin Zhiping, and asked, "I said, "Xin Daxia, what kind of trick is this? Why do I feel that there are spear tips everywhere, and people are trying to stab me from all directions?"

Xin Zhiping looked calm and smiled slightly, "If I guessed correctly, this must have been tricked by the old boy Chun Yuanzi. This demon sacrifice altar was his work, and this anti-Bitou Seven Star formation was also practiced by him. Yulong Xingkong, now that you have taken action, you can fight out from the southwest of this formation first!"

Yulong Xingkong agreed, dancing the black iron stick in his hand, and attacking all the way from the southwest. Sure enough, the big men holding steel guns could not stop him. Yulong Xingkong came out of the battle alone and couldn't help laughing. Xin Zhiping shouted suddenly, knocking all the big men to the ground. He walked to the black triangle tent with a dog-beating stick, lifted the curtain with a dog-beating stick, and walked into the tent with a smile.

Yuqing, a little Taoist priest who was napping on the chair, heard someone outside shouting loudly, jumped up from the chair in shock, and saw a stranger entering the tent with a dog-beating stick. He subconsciously picked up the black locust wood sword on the table, pointed at the person and shouted angrily, "Who are you? You dare to trek into the forbidden area!"

Xin Zhiping saw the black bottle floating in the air. He thought it was Chun Yuanzi who was in charge of the formation, but he didn't know that he was a young Taoist priest. Xin Zhiping was stunned at first, then laughed, "Oh, my good grandson, you don't even know your ancestors? My ancestor's name is Xin Zhiping. Who is Chun Yuanzi's demonic Taoist? "

When Yu Qing, a young Taoist priest from the fourth-grade martial arts realm, heard this person humiliating his master, he was furious and scolded: "You are ungrateful, and you dare to insult my master Chun Yuanzi! Go to death for Master Dao!" The black locust wood sword in his hand stabbed Xin Zhiping. Xin Zhiping did not dodge or dodge, and let the locust wood sword stab on his body. With a click, the locust wood sword broke into two pieces and fell to the ground. The little Taoist priest was shocked and looked up and down at the young man in front of him.

Xin Zhiping smiled, "Boy, you just stabbed me with a wooden sword. Now I'll give you a stick. Everyone will just get even. How about?" Without waiting for the little Taoist Yuqing to answer, he hit the dog stick in his hand and knocked the little Taoist to the ground immediately. Xin Zhiping stepped on the little Taoist's chest with his feet and shouted sternly: "Where is the demonic Taoist Chun Yuanzi? Call him out to see Uncle Xin!"

Yuqing, the little Taoist priest who was trampled under his feet, struggled for a few futile efforts and hummed, "Mr. Xin, my master is still resting in the tent below. If you have a grudge against him, please go to him. Please let go of Xiaodao, Xiaodao knows that he is wrong!"

Xin Zhiping smiled and said, "Okay, little demon!" He raised his dog-beating stick and knocked on the head of the little Taoist Yuqing. At that time, he beat ten thousand peach blossoms to bloom. The little Taoist priest died before he could even scream. Xin Zhiping smiled and said, "You evil deeds who practice evil magic are harmful to others, so as long as I caught me, I can't keep any of them!"
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