"Be smart with your hands and feet. I don't want to waste my time here with a bunch of bugs."

Master Rong flicked his sleeves, and the golden dragon spirit pattern on his crown began to swim, bringing with it a trace of aura, making his figure look extraordinarily noble, making people unable to help but worship him.

"There's something weird about these people!"

When Yang Yunfan saw this scene, he felt that there was something hidden in the words of these people from the Demon Killing Clan, as if they were saying some secret code. He did not act rashly and waited quietly.

…

"Sister Shangxiu, these people are gone."

After the Demon Killers left, the young man hiding on the wall could no longer bear it. He jumped down, walked to the stone wall, and observed the divine pattern.

"Sister Shang Xiu, come here quickly. This seems to be a kind of inheritance of divine patterns. I have learned the cultivation method of this kind of divine patterns before..."

As the young man spoke, he proudly began to activate his spiritual power according to the structure of the divine pattern.

brush!

Soon, a blue flame appeared on his hand!

Compared to the golden flame that Young Master Rong unleashed just now, the power of this green flame is much inferior. It can be seen that this young man's spiritual roots are far inferior to Young Master Rong's spiritual roots.

However, despite this, he was also shocked and said excitedly: "Sister Shang Xiu, did you see it? It turned out to be a blue divine fire!"

The green divine fire is already impressive.

He once saw an alchemist at the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm who used a magical blue divine fire to refine medicine. The effect of the refined elixir was much stronger than that produced by an ordinary alchemist.

He did not expect that he could condense the cyan divine fire in the golden elixir realm.

This really made him ecstatic.

He didn't notice that the green flame was burning stronger and stronger, and had already climbed up his arm. In just a few more breaths, it would penetrate into his five internal organs, and finally reach his Dantian, burning the place where the spiritual energy in his Dantian gathered.

"It's over, this guy is dead..."

Yang Yunfan stood aside and glanced at the young man from Miyue City with pity.

The young man from the Demon Killing Tribe just now had extraordinary talents, but when he practiced, he was still extremely dangerous. This young man had average talents, but when he practiced, he had no precautions.

Yang Yunfan knew that he was dead.

really!

"Huh? What's going on?"

The next second, the young man realized something was wrong.

The spiritual energy in his body passed so fast that the spiritual energy in his meridians was no longer under his control and was being drawn away by the green divine fire like crazy.

Perhaps it was because his innate spiritual roots were insufficient and the power of the condensed blue divine fire was insufficient, so the speed at which the flames extracted spiritual energy was not as fast as that of Young Master Rong just now.

But even so, it still made him feel scared.

"Sister Shangxiu, save me..."

At this moment, the young man's face changed drastically and he screamed.

He was unable to cut off the transmission of spiritual energy, and the divine pattern that was running was beyond his control and was frantically extracting the spiritual energy from his body.

When the spiritual energy dries up, it begins to extract the spiritual roots deep in his bones and blood.

Once the spiritual root is extracted, he is finished!

"Shangjun!"

Such a big change happened in just a few breaths, which surprised Miss Shangxiu. Although she was very talented, she was only a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old and had little experience in dealing with crises. She was a little panicked at this time.

God, I don’t know what to do.

"Haha... As expected, Young Master Rong guessed it right. There are actually people who are willing to practice the divine patterns on this stone wall regardless of life and death!"

At this time, several guards from the Demon Killer Clan returned and appeared in the palace.

When they saw the green divine fire emerging from Shang Jun's hand, they all sneered.

Thinking that even his own young master suffered a loss from the divine pattern on the stone wall, this young man from Miyue City really didn't know how to live or die.

"Miss Shangxiu, Master Shangjun, are you okay?"

As soon as the people from the Demon Killing Clan arrived, the people from Miyue City followed closely and rushed here.

They were originally on guard outside, but after seeing the two strong men from the Demon Killer Clan leaving, four guards returned to the palace again. Realizing that something was wrong, they rushed over to provide support.

"Master Shang Jun, your hands..."

At this time, the people in Miyue City saw the green divine fire burning in Master Shang Jun's hands. It seemed to be uncontrollable and became more and more fierce, almost engulfing Master Shang Jun.

"Cut off his hand!"

At this moment, the oldest guard among them suddenly spoke.

While shouting, the guard pulled out the long knife from his waist, and with a puff, completely chopped off both of Master Shang Jun's arms.

"ah!"

Young Master Shang Jun screamed in pain, his arms fell to the ground, and the green divine fire gradually extinguished.

However, after suffering such a serious injury, even if there was no fear of life at this time, the spiritual energy in his body was greatly dissipated, and his spiritual roots were even more affected, making future training much more difficult.

"That's quite clever."

The four guards of the Demon Killing Clan sneered, looked at the Miyue City group with murderous intent, and said: "However, you know the secret of the divine pattern here. In order to prevent you from leaking it, we have no choice but to kill and silence you."

."

"Miss, Master, leave quickly!"

As soon as the Demon Killer guard finished speaking, a Demon Killer guard next to him took out a mirror-like magic weapon and shook it quickly.

In an instant, everyone in Miyue City felt a slight fluctuation in the space in front of them.

Poof!

A piece of green light flashed from the mirror, quietly entering the space. The next second, countless emerald green lights suddenly emerged around everyone in Miyue City, with an incomparable expression.

With rapid speed, he shot towards everyone.

"Get out of the way!"

The guard leading Miyue City reacted very quickly. The moment he sensed the crisis, he pulled Miss Shangxiu and Shang Jun, who had lost both arms, and took a step back to avoid the attack of the emerald green light.

However, he dodged, but the five or six weaker Miyue City guards did not dodge, and were all hit by this green light.

"Click!"

Their bodies stiffened for a moment, and then, the surface of their skin also glowed with green fluorescence, and their foreheads were pulsing, as if something was about to come out.

"What's wrong with you? Please speak quickly?"

The remaining Miyue City monks pulled their companions and wanted to leave quickly, but they discovered something strange about their companions.

"Puff puff puff!"

Suddenly, the stiff-bodied monks from Miyue City made bursts of cracking sounds on their foreheads. Then their eyes dimmed, the spiritual energy on their bodies dissipated instantly, and they died on the ground with a pop.

"What?"

Seeing this scene, everyone in Miyue City was terrified.

In just a moment, the other party did almost nothing. He just took out a mirror-like treasure, shook it, and killed half of his people. This was really terrifying.

"This is... the Mirror of Death!"

"It is rumored that this divine mirror contains the destructive divine will of a powerful person at the level of a god, which can easily crush the souls of monks in the yin and yang realm."

"It's so terrible!"

Miss Shangxiu was well-informed. When she saw the strange death of her companion, she suddenly remembered the origin of this magical mirror.

If his guard hadn't been quick-sighted and pulled her away just now, the consequences would have been disastrous.

She couldn't help but feel scared for a while.

"This girl is quite discerning. She actually knows about the Mirror of Death."

"Haha... Seeing the fearful expressions on their faces, I don't know why, but I feel so excited all over. This expression is something I never get tired of!"

The monks of the Demon Killing Tribe sneered, folded their arms, and watched the people of Miyue City make their final death struggle as if they were watching a good show.

In order to better protect Master Rong, they received a mirror of death given by the powerful god within the family.

At this time, these monks from Miyue City were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered in front of them, with no power to fight back.

"Um?"

However, at this moment, they suddenly felt a huge crisis coming from behind.

They couldn't help but turn around, but the space seemed to be frozen, making their movements extremely difficult and slow.

"The way of heaven is like a knife!"

However, just as they turned halfway, they heard a distant and mighty sound of Jin Ge resounding throughout the entire palace.
To be continued...