If he had just faced Xie Duanyang and a paper puppet, Zhu Yan would have dared to risk his life to win.
But after discovering that Xie Duanyang had another spiritual beast that was as good as building a foundation, he stopped thinking about it.
With one against three, if you continue to stay here, there will be no other outcome except silent death.
It must be said that he has rich experience in fighting and his character is decisive.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, he immediately ran away without saying a word.
While flying away, he shook the flagpole again, pointed forward, and uttered a sharp word.
"Explode!"
It turned out that the fire dragon transformed from the Qingyang demonic fire was fighting with the fire crow.
But after receiving his instructions, his body trembled, and his energy was about to reach its peak in an instant.
Obviously, he was trying to make the best use of the material and tried to cause some trouble for Huo Ya and Xie Duanyang at the cost of destroying it.
Although this move will definitely cause harm to the flaming demon flag of oneself and Taoist colleagues, as long as one can survive, everything will be worthwhile.
"You're quite clever, but you're just unlucky to have met me today!"
Xie Duanyang didn't try to stop the red-clothed demon cultivator. He just used distraction and attacked simultaneously with his body and the incarnation of the spiritual talisman.
One releases a flying knife, and the other raises a long knife in his hand.
Two brilliant sword rainbows shot out of the sky.
They landed exactly at the head and tail of the fire dragon.
Xie Duanyang has extraordinary spiritual knowledge, and he is also skilled in the art of fire.
He has been observing for a long time and has long recognized that these two places are the key nodes for the operation of the Qingyang Demonic Fire.
At this time, take action only when you have the right opportunity, and you are determined not to fail.
Sure enough, when the sword fell, the domineering fire dragon shattered like a bubble.
It broke into dozens or hundreds of Qingyang Demonic Fires of different thicknesses, spreading in all directions.
"Quack!"
After the red-clothed demon cultivator shouted the word "explosion", Xie Duanyang recalled the fire crow beside him, and the monster screamed in excitement.
Without giving any orders, he took the initiative to flap his wings and fly out, holding his head high.
I don’t know how it did it, but it swallowed the thickest demonic fire, which was as thick as an arm, into its belly in one go.
Before it could be refined, the fire crow flapped its wings and flew out again, heading towards the next path.
Every moment, wisps of demonic fire completely dissipated and disappeared.
Time is running out.
After swallowing three times in a row, green fireworks floated out from the mouth and nose of the fire crow.
The fire crow was still satisfied and wanted to continue hunting, but was forcibly suppressed by Xie Duanyang, and was put into the spirit beast bag and slowly refined.
At the same time, Xie Duanyang released dozens of fire crows.
It was those fire crows who did not need to form a formation and whose appearance and qualifications were average, who were driven by him to hunt and refine those demonic flames.
But there is only one, and the amount it absorbs is much lower than that of the second-order fire crow.
Knowing that these fire crows could not eat up all the Qingyang Demonic Fire, Xie Duanyang started to use his "gold-melting and iron-melting hand" as soon as he released them.
He cast a series of seals to absorb all the remaining Qingyang Demonic Fire, and gathered it into a fist-sized ball of flame light in front of him.
Xie Duanyang took out the Red Luo Heavenly Furnace and used his own true fire to connect with the Qingyang Demonic Fire.
Finally, under the influence of the fire crow demon fire, it was refined into one place and instantly shot into the sky furnace to exist as a lamp.
It sounds troublesome, but in fact, it has only taken three or two breaths since the red-clothed demon cultivator decided to escape.
After escaping a hundred feet away, Zhu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look.
I happened to see this scene.
While feeling sad, he felt relieved again.
Xie Duanyang was busy gathering the Qingyang Fire Dragon, which had gathered nearly half of his mana, and it was probably too late to chase him.
Just as he was about to bite the tip of his tongue, he used the secret technique of the Door Demonic Way to speed up his escape from the light.
The red-clothed demon cultivator Zhu Yan suddenly felt the space tightening, as if a huge force fell on his shoulders.
The body fell violently, and the speed also slowed down.
Zhu Yan coughed loudly in his heart, and forcefully squeezed out all the remaining mana in his body. He struggled to free himself from the restraints and scurried upward diagonally.
Successfully got rid of that strange force.
But before he could be happy, he saw Xie Duanyang and the overly spiritual talisman paper puppet. Taking advantage of this opportunity, his troops divided into two groups to surround him.
About a hundred feet ahead, a head and half a body suddenly appeared on the ground.
They formed a three-legged stance, surrounding the proud disciple of the Demon Flame Sect in the middle.
The siege is not too tight, there is a distance of about 100 feet between everyone.
But Zhu Yan didn't dare to move.
The reason is very simple. The half-blocked passers-by also have an aura comparable to that of a foundation builder.
After all, he is also a disciple of the devil. He has never seen pork and has seen pigs running away.
It is easy to identify the corpse-refining identity from Tu Xingsun's aura.
"I, Zhu Yan, fell here today. It's bad luck for me!
I just don’t know where the other fellow Taoist is now?”
Looking away from Tu Xingsun, the red-clothed demon cultivator looked at Xie Duanyang's question, full of unwillingness.
I kept looking around with my peripheral vision.
Xie Duanyang has already summoned two spiritual pet puppets that are comparable to foundation building. Zhu Yan does not believe that the armored corpse behind him belongs to him anyway.
There must be other monks around to join forces with Xie Duanyang to set a trap for themselves.
That makes the most sense.
Zhu Yan is also more willing to believe this kind of rhetoric.
Even so, it was enough to make him surprised and envious after seeing it.
Just give the order casually, and it will be a paper puppet, spiritual beast, and magic weapon comparable to the foundation building realm.
This kind of generosity is definitely not something that ordinary foundation-building monks can achieve.
Almost smoothly, the red-clothed demon cultivator guessed a complicated identity for Xie Duanyang.
The backer behind the scenes is Master Jiedan, and he is also a direct disciple of a large cultivating family.
Although Zhu Yan couldn't guess why he, who had a profound background, was sent to Jinguyuan.
Of course, Xie Duanyang was determined not to explain these things to him.
"Haha, your reaction is quite quick.
By the way, what’s your name?”
With a dumb voice and no real meaning, he praised the red-clothed demon cultivator casually.
Xie Duanyang put the Taoist Spirit Fire God into the fire, and then randomly dropped a fire spirit stone to replenish its origin.
After doing this, he straightened his face and said coldly.
"Bring out all the Qingyang Demon Fire cultivation techniques and all the information you know about the demonic path."
Seeing that Xie Duanyang did not kill him immediately, Zhu Yan felt certain in his heart, and his eyes that had completely resigned to his fate once again had a look of Taoism.
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguoyuedu to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. yeguoyuedu is available for Android and Apple.]
I saw him taking out a blank jade slip from his storage bag and quickly copying the words that he knew by heart and knew by heart.
It didn't take long for Zhu Yan to finish. He held the jade slip in one hand, took off the storage bag from his waist with the other, and bent down to ask Xie Duanyang and others in a low voice.
"The "Qingyang Demonic Fire Technique" and other magical powers that I have practiced have been imprinted on the jade slip.
I wonder if you could be more open-minded and put your life on the next path today?"
While talking, Zhu Yan took the initiative to hold up the storage bag.