In the hazy red mist and orange smoke, several figures in a trance flew close to him at lightning speed. But far away, Feng Jueyu saw that the leader of these figures was none other than Ban Cong from Ziguang Pavilion.
, I couldn’t help but secretly sigh, after all, the matter of granting the Heavenly Clan had attracted this all-pervasive guy.
Following that call, Ban Cong led several people to the entrance of the Foundry Hall.
Ban Cong did not bring many people this time, only twelve people. However, looking at the injuries on these people, I think there may be more people when they come. Sacrifice and losses are unavoidable along the way, but
Among the crowd, there were a few familiar faces that Feng Jueyu had seen before. Among them were Bicongyuan Yinlao and Lian Yuan. Feng Jueyu had never seen most of the rest, including Sun Chaoying.
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"Brother Feng, why are you here? You're not." Ban Cong flew over in a hurry and was a little surprised to see Feng Jueyu here. However, when she saw Qu Lingxi beside Feng Jueyu, she immediately stopped what she was saying.
Went back.
Feng Jueyu didn't take it seriously when he saw this, and introduced: "This is senior Qu Ling Xiqu, it doesn't matter, we are one of our own."
Ban Cong naturally knew Qu Lingxi's name, but after hearing Feng Jueyu's introduction, he was still deeply surprised and whispered: "Could this be the helper that Brother Feng said he wanted to invite?"
Right? Brother Feng, are you really bottomless? I didn’t know that you have such a deep relationship with the famous Fairy Yanrong?"
Feng Jueyu was startled when he heard this, and immediately knew that Ban Cong had misunderstood.
The time for the Black Spring Mountain matter has not yet come, but before he came out, he promised Ban Cong to get the mineral veins of the Black Spring Mountain for him, and claimed that he could find a proficient master to help him, but that person clearly referred to Wu Zhanguang, but
After all, Ban Cong didn't know. Now that he saw Fairy Yan Rong, Ban Cong naturally misunderstood that the person assisting the fist was her.
Feng Jueyu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Ban Cong misunderstood, that person is not her."
"No." Ban Cong was stunned for a moment, but then he became frightened after thinking about it carefully.
This guy is really bottomless. He has a close relationship with Fairy Yanrong, but he can actually invite other masters. Who is this Feng Jueyu?
Thinking like this, Ban Cong felt more and more that Huanbi's choice was the right one. Although Feng Jueyu was just a casual cultivator, he knew a lot of capable people, but Fairy Yanrong seemed to be related to Zhuge Yishi.
There may be some unclear relationship.
Ban Cong, who was thinking wildly, did not answer. When Feng Jueyu saw that he was quite petty and silent, he quickly changed the subject and said, "Brother Ban, have you heard the news too?"
Ban Cong paused for a moment and said: "Yes, I just found out that there is a ancient ruin of chaos hidden in Qingyao Fantasy Ruins, or the Temple of Granting Heaven that has disappeared for more than 13 million years. No, I received the news
After that, I had no choice but to rush here non-stop. I didn’t even have enough manpower, so I grabbed Mr. Yin to support me.”
Feng Jueyu didn't know the details of Mr. Yin very well, but it was not easy for him to be responsible for guarding Bicong Garden, which was the most important thing to Ban Cong.
Feng Jueyu nodded to Mr. Yin and did not ask him about his cultivation level. However, since Ban Cong trusted him, he must not be an ordinary person. Feng Jueyu said: "I came here because I discovered Zhuge Yu.
and Feng's whereabouts. In fact, I had already gone to Black Spring Mountain before and placed a cave there. Later, I felt that I had enough time, so I wanted to see what they were doing. Unexpectedly, I discovered this place. Later, I planned to give it to Brother Ban.
The message came, but I didn’t expect that under the influence of the Fire God’s Ceremony Formation, all the spiritual messages transmitted by the Ceremony in the Temple of Heaven would be given magical powers.”
Ban Cong shook his head repeatedly: "Hey? Who does Brother Feng blame himself for? Doesn't Ban still know who Brother Feng is? But Zhuge Yu and the others have already arrived?"
"Well, here we are, we've already entered. Below is the Casting and Smelting Hall. The leader is Zhuge Shan, and there are three strong men who are proficient in the realm."
"Han Jin, Huang Cang, Qilianshan" Lian Yuan, who was behind Ban Cong, answered: "Currently in the Ziyang Star Territory, these are the ones Zhuge Yuu trusts the most."
"That's right." Feng Jueyu was surprised by Lian Yuan's understanding of Tianshui Palace and nodded vigorously.
Ban Cong may have been used to being repressed in the Ban clan. He felt that it was not enough to take over the power of the two refuges and cities in the Ziyang Star Territory. He was eager to make contributions, so he urged: "Since everyone is here, let's go down and take a look. This
Granting the Heaven Clan is not easy. If I can find some priceless treasure in it and contribute it to the clan, then I will have done a great job. Brother Feng, the things over at Black Spring Mountain are not that important now.
It’s too late, but let’s go together together.”
Ban Cong said, and glanced at Qu Lingxi very intelligently. He knew that he was asking Qu Lingxi not to be moved, but he could recruit another master for Ziguang Pavilion through Feng Jueyu.
But he was obviously overthinking it. After hearing this, Qu Lingxi curled her lips in disgust and ignored Ban Cong. She casually took out a round Chi Yao Pendant from her arms and handed it to Feng Jueyu, saying: "I
I won’t go with you. If you have something like this with you, don’t take it off.”
As he spoke, he used his spiritual consciousness to transmit a message: "Tianshui and Ziguang have always had grudges. Although I want to help with all my strength, even if I don't obey Zhuge Yue's orders, I can't get involved in the fight between the two clans no matter what. If you let
If someone sees me with him, even if I have a hundred mouths, I can't explain it clearly. But don't worry, you can just bring this Chi Yao Pendant, so that no matter what danger happens, I can pass the Chi Yao Pendant.
I’ll take my breath and find you as soon as possible.”
When Feng Jueyu heard this, he was extremely moved. Then Qu Lingxi entered the Casting Hall alone without looking back. She never exchanged a word with the people in Ziguang Pavilion. From this, it can be seen that this woman
It has been decided not to get involved in the fight between the two clans.
"Senior Qu, walk slowly." Ban Cong sighed speechlessly when he saw that people didn't want to talk to him.
At this time, Elder Yin advised: "Fairy Yanrong is Taoist Liuxu's junior sister, and Zhuge Yu is Taoist Liuxu's close disciple. Young master, don't feel sorry. With this kind of relationship, it is impossible for her to come with us."
"Oh, I know. Okay, let's not say any more. Go in quickly. If it's too late, they will take away all the good things."
Looking at Ban Cong's increasingly greedy eyes, Feng Jueyu frowned unconsciously. This was a man who was eager to make his mark in the Ban clan. His grasp of the current situation was more acute than others, but he was also
Therefore, it would appear a bit reckless to rush to attack and gain profit.
Although Feng Jueyu didn't know what Ban Cong and others relied on to find the entrance to the Zhuyi Palace so smoothly, he could clearly see how determined Ban Cong was. But was the Zhuyi Palace so easy to break into? Could he?
Can't you tell that there are a lot of flames and ominous energy pouring out from just the entrance of the Foundry Hall?
In such a dangerous field, if you cannot deal with things calmly, you will definitely suffer losses. A wrong decision by Ban Cong is likely to lead to many deaths, and masters like Yin Lao are no exception.
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu looked at the Forging Hall, which was like a volcano crater, spewing out strong flames and fierce aura, and had some ideas in his mind.
"Let's go."
Ban Cong kept urging. Apparently Yin Lao and Lian Yuan also saw the problem, but neither of them said anything to dissuade them. On the contrary, Yin Lao sighed secretly and said: "Lian Yuan, you protect the young master, I will
Go ahead, everyone, follow closely and don’t get separated.”
The remaining people accepted the order in unison, and then the group of people strode down the stairs.
The orange-red Beiyang Burning Fire fog has completely flooded in at this time. People walking on the stairs can clearly feel the heat around them.
This kind of heat is not the sultry heat that mortals experience in high summer, but a desperate burning feeling, just like a living person walking into the sea of fire, and the skin and even the soul are enduring the heat of the fire.
Roasting and burning, if you are not careful, it will end in ashes.
In order to ensure the safety of everyone, Mr. Yin took out a paper blue umbrella from his treasure bag after stepping onto the stairs. This umbrella was very cold and had a cooling effect.
It opened on its own and suddenly floated to Ban Cong's head.
At this time, Ban Cong had just noticed that the warmth in the Foundry Hall was different from other places. The original divine power in his body also started to circulate, resisting part of the heat. He did not feel any discomfort in a short period of time, so he did not feel any discomfort.
Why do you care, but you are always grateful to Yin Lao.
Yin Lao didn't say anything. He danced his wide sleeves in front of him and pushed away the heat wave around him. His expression shone with bright silver light, as if a huge silver cocoon wrapped it in it.
The silver light on the cocoon flooded and flickered endlessly. The orange-red Beiyang Scorched Fire fog was unable to penetrate the silver cocoon, but the white air continued to overflow from the silver cocoon. It was obviously the result of the Beiyang Scorch Fire mist and the silver cocoon.
The origins are consuming each other.
I can't say who is more powerful than who.
After all, Beiyang's scorching fire mist fills the entire Granting Heaven Palace. In terms of scale, Yin Lao cannot compare. But if the individual strength is more terrifying, Yin Lao is slightly better. After all, he
He used his own cultivation to resist the scorching fire of the Northern Sun in the entire Fire God Consecration Formation. He was able to block such a terrifying scorching fire mist without relying on the fire-avoiding talisman. It looked very easy. With such strength, Feng
Jue Yu is not worthy of comparison.
In particular, Yin Lao's silver cocoon can also dispel some of the Northern Sun's scorching fire mist, making the people behind him safer and not having to withstand too much firepower. From this point of view, Yin Lao's strength is quite impressive.
Even so, the crowd who filed in still felt the fierce heat of the flames that filled the sky and the earth rushing towards their faces. Lian Yuan frowned at first, raised his generous palms and used two magic formulas to the left and right, which directly turned into two.
A green barrier pushed the Beiyang Scorched Fire Mist to both sides.
The people behind me almost wanted to take off their clothes. As the fog split into two, everyone's eyes flashed with gratitude.