In the hall, the old man in yellow robe watched Song Hong walk in, immediately stood up, and said with a respectful look: "Senior, you are back, please sit down."

"Host Fan, don't be polite. I have something to ask for. I wonder if the head of Fan can agree?" Seeing Song Hong head straight to the point, Long Wu couldn't help but give out a thumbs up in his heart.

"Senior, don't be polite. If you need help from the Fan family, you have no choice but to define it."

"I want to take Zou Fang away, but I don't know what my family's idea is?"

"Take Zou Fang away?" The old man in the yellow robe was stunned when he heard this, and then his expression began to become complicated. After a little thought, he said: "We also know that we cannot climb up, but Elder Fan has agreed to this matter. How can we, the younger generation, change it without authorization?"

Song Hong knew that the old man in yellow robe was obviously going to quarrel, and then said, "If you have any conditions, just say that I know that going to Elder Fan to plead with you is not a difficult task."

"My unfilial son is now in the late stage of Qi training, and he is only one step away from entering the foundation-building stage. In order to allow the dog to successfully break through the bottleneck, the old man specially found a secret method, which records a few elixirs, but there is still a lack of the main medicine for refining these elixirs, Shuling Grass.

It is said that the place where the spirit grass is located is guarded by a fourth-level demon beast, which is not something that we, the Qi Refining Cultivator, can enter." The old man in the yellow robe paused when he said this, looked at Song Hong and continued, "If seniors can come here, then Zou Fang will let you take it away."

"Okay, one word is certain." Seeing that the goal had been achieved, Song Hong and the old man in yellow robe had greeted him for a few more words, and then they were about to get up to say goodbye.

Before leaving, the old man in yellow robe gave Song Hong a jade slip. The old man said that he would treat Zou Fang well and relieve Song Hong.

After expressing his gratitude, Song Hong disappeared from everyone's sight with Long Wu and a light.

According to the tips on the jade slip, the two of them arrived at a mountain stream in ten days. After confirming the lower position again, they passed through the mountain stream and passed through the winding path, the temperature in the air suddenly increased, making people feel a little tranquil. Song Hong's face turned red, but Long Wu was nothing, and on the surface he pretended to be weaker than Song Hong.

When they continued to move forward for about a cup of tea, the two of them came to a stone wall. The stone wall was full of cracks of varying sizes. In it, you could still see the blazing flames sucking and spitting out the scorching high temperature.

The two showed a surprised expression on their faces, and there was a cave about five or six feet in diameter next to the stone wall.

Song Hong, who was walking in front, suddenly paused and said, "Junior brother, the flames in front are very powerful, follow me soon."

Long Wu was very grateful for Song Hong's words of concern, and his favorability for Song Hong was increased a little.

Seeing the cave full of red color, a wave of extremely hot air came to my face. With a "huh", all the clothes of the two turned into ashes.

At this moment, Song Hong shook his hand and a blue light shot out, hovering above his head, with a light blue light shining over it.

"Water-avoiding beads!" Long Wu couldn't help but murmur. He was not surprised that Song Hong had been practicing water-attributed martial arts, but he couldn't help but look at Song Honggao a little bit when he was a foundation-building cultivator who actually possessed such a top-grade magic weapon.

In fact, with the cultivation level of the Dragon Martial Arts Yuanying stage, he is not afraid of such powerful flames at all. However, what he is now showing is the cultivation level of the Qi Refining stage. Naturally, he cannot be calm in the face of these flames, and he also has to pretend to be tricky.

Long Wu raised his eyes and looked at the environment in front of him. Suddenly, he sensed a lot of magic power fluctuations in the magma sea of ​​fire in front of him. After careful investigation with his divine mind, he found that there were actually ten figures in front of him, and the magic weapons were all aimed at a certain part of the sea of ​​fire and attacking with all his strength.

Most of these eight people are cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, but two of them are actually late-stage cultivators.

I heard from the two foundation-building cultivators, a gray-haired old man with the late foundation-building cultivation level, shouting to the monks: "Friends, if you want to survive, follow my command, concentrate your magic weapons, and bombard the fire with all your strength at the center of the flame. It should be able to split a fire path."

Everyone had no objection and were all subject to the command of the gray-haired old man.

Long Wu looked at the center of the flame with his divine thoughts and suddenly found that the center of the flame was faintly white, and there was a tiny crack inside it."

When Long Wu and Song Hong were hiding less than ten feet away from this group of people, they felt that their hair was vaguely burned.

However, under the constant attacks of these people, this sea of ​​fire seemed to be angry. The frequency of flames rushing more frequently, and the temperature on the flames increased a lot compared to before.

At this time, the gray-haired old man in the sea of ​​fire was dealing with the flames wholeheartedly, and then he shouted loudly: "Don't leave a backup plan, and we can share the genius treasures inside."

"Is this the person from the Flame Sect? No wonder he can get so close to the flames, without any burns." Song Hong couldn't help but say a word when he saw the flame marks on the gray-haired old man's body.

The Fire Sect, Long Wu's mind was spinning rapidly. He had seen such records in the library. The Fire Sect is an existence of the top-level sect in the Yunnan Immortal Cultivation World. There are two Nascent Soul Cultivators sitting in the formation...

Everyone in the sea of ​​fire did not hesitate to activate magic weapons with all their strength. A violent bombardment was made at these tiny cracks, and runes flashed, and dozens of fire channels appeared in front of everyone.

Song Hong, hiding in the dark, was wondering which one was true? However, Long Wu clearly saw that among these fire paths, there was only one fire path that was on the left from the center, with hidden light spots flashing and faint fluctuations of the teleportation array. It seemed that the monks who arranged this ban had really put in some effort.

Following the edge of the stone wall, Long Wu and Song Hong walked forward carefully. When they watched the eight people walking straight towards other fire paths, they heard bursts of howlings inside, and figures turned into ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing the number of people in the fire path suddenly decreased, Song Hong couldn't help but feel a chill behind him. These people were exploring the way first, and they were really lucky!

At this moment, the gray-haired old man in the fire path flashed and came behind the three Qi Refining Cultivators who were still struggling. Several fireballs about a foot wide condensed from their palms, and suddenly blasted at the three Qi Refining Cultivators, and a slight laugh came from his mouth.

Standing next to the gray-haired old man, another middle-aged monk in the middle stage of foundation building frowned and complained to the gray-haired old man: "Senior brother, why did you solve these people so early? Maybe it might be useful to leave it behind."

The gray-haired old man disapproved and said to the middle-aged monk: "It's useful? Junior brother, look at their miserable appearance in the burning of fire, I'm showing kindness!"

Looking at the storage bracelets on the ground, the middle-aged monk drew a curve in the corner of his mouth, picked up all the storage bracelets with one move with his palm, and then picked up five of them and threw them at the gray-haired old man.

The gray-haired old man took the storage bracelet and nodded. He was obviously satisfied with the middle-aged monk so sensible.

"It seems that the fire-attributed martial arts practiced by the Lieyan Sect are like fish in water here!" Song Hong couldn't help but look at the water-repelling beads with white air on his head, and obviously felt that the water spiritual power contained in the water-repelling beads was greatly reduced at this time.

After the gray-haired old men left, Long Wu and Song Hong jumped and walked straight to the fire path that was on the left. Song Hong himself practiced the water-attributed technique, at the beginning, could feel that the water-avoiding beads did take effect, but the effect at this moment was minimal, and his face immediately turned red again.

At this moment, Song Hong clenched his teeth and clenched his fists. Seeing this, Long Wu released a protective light shield to wrap all the two of them. At this time, Song Hong's face relaxed. Seeing that the protective light shield released by Long Wu was so solid, he was shocked.

But Song Hong did not ask, thinking that this might be related to the practice of practice, and then said, "The junior brother's metal light shield is not affected by this place, which is really good."

Seeing Song Hong's expression, Long Wu's mind, who was still thinking about how to explain to Song Hong, suddenly relaxed and then showed a silly smile.

As the two gradually deepened, the hot temperature around them began to slowly disappear.

A pile of red clay that is as tall as two people appeared in front of him. Is this? When the Dragon Martial God was at the time of the dragon, I heard in my earlobe: "If these fire-attribute clays can be brought back, they will be half the result with twice the effort in cultivation."

Long Wu released his divine thoughts and saw the gray-haired old man and middle-aged monk holding a large handful of clay in his hand, which contained quite abundant fire attributes.

"Senior Brother, why are we..." Before the middle-aged monk could finish his words, his voice stopped abruptly.

Just as the gray-haired old man turned his head to see what was going on, a black light suddenly shot towards the gray-haired old man's neck, and a blood line splattered out, and the old man's body fell to the ground.

"Hehe... almost made these two people discover the Red Flame Pearl I hid here." With a strange roar, a figure covered in a black robe appeared.

After this man with a black robe with the cultivation level of the early stage of the Nascent Soul appeared, he waved his hand at the red clay of more than two people, and a fiery red bead broke out of the clay in a "swoosh". The man wrapped a piece of white brocade handkerchief that had already been prepared and placed it in the storage bracelet.

Just as the man in black was about to leave, the man couldn't help but exclaim, "Hehehe... it seems that there are other people here."

The man in black robe stretched out his slender jade hand to stroke the spirit beast bracelet. A strange bird with a snake head screamed from his mouth.

The harsh whistle sound from small to large, from far to near makes people feel turbulent. Song Hong couldn't help it anymore, and his head sank and fainted.

"Haha, it's just a little grasshopper in the foundation-building stage. This little cultivation level dares to go here." Then the pleasant laughter of the man in the black robe rang in this space.
Chapter completed!