"Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. Old man, you have killed countless people. You didn't expect that you would die in the hands of this young master, right?"

Yang Yunfan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Mr. Yao was dead with no bones or dregs left. Then, he slowly walked out of the bronze cauldron.

"How many people has this old guy killed?"

He walked to Mr. Yao's ashes, found his storage bag, took out a clean piece of clothing from it, put it on casually, then stood barefoot next to Mr. Yao's ashes and began to inspect it.

In addition to his storage bags, Mr. Yao also left behind a dozen storage bags of different sizes and colors.

The materials and refining techniques of these storage bags are almost different. It can be seen that they should belong to monks from different ethnic groups.

Mr. Yao must have killed at least dozens of people to collect so many storage bags.

"These two should be Mr. Yao, and his senior brother, Situ Xue's storage bag?"

Yang Yunfan quickly discovered two unique storage bags among a pile of storage bags.

On these two storage bags, two ancient Chinese characters "Li Luo" are embroidered with gold thread.

The word "Li" is very similar to the appearance of the alchemy stove being burned on the flame, and the word "Luo" is like a valley with gurgling streams and hanging waterfalls under the clouds.

Not surprisingly, this should be the sect mark of the Liluo Dan Sect.

"I'm really looking forward to it. I wonder how many treasures this old guy has collected?" Yang Yunfan licked the corner of his mouth and looked at the storage bags.

Mr. Yao is a powerful and vicious man, and he can be regarded as an out-and-out devil. However, the more such a person is, the more treasures there are in the storage bag.

At this time, Yang Yunfan was very excited.

"However, this old guy is vicious and likes to scheme. I wonder if there is any danger in the storage bag?"

Although Yang Yunfan killed Mr. Yao and was now out of danger, he was very cautious.

He took out two storage bags belonging to Mr. Yao and Situ Xue, handed them to Bahuang Fire Dragon and said: "Bahuang Fire Dragon, could you please help me open the storage bag and take a look? I'm worried, this old thing is inside the storage bag.

Are there any restrictions?"

"No problem, it's a piece of cake!"

Bahuang Fire Dragon took the storage bag with an indifferent expression.

It is a natural fire spirit and is very powerful. As long as it does not encounter restrictions at the level of a god, ordinary monks in the Yin and Yang realm cannot hurt it even if they use their efforts, let alone some restrictions.

It stretched out its sharp claws burning with golden flames, opened the storage bag directly, and looked inside with its consciousness.

"call out!"

The next second, it didn't know what kind of restriction was triggered, and a small green snake-like light shot out instantly.

This green light is very sinister. It hits the sharp claws of the Eight Wilderness Fire Dragon, and is then covered with a layer of bright green venom, which corrodes with a "puff". If the Eight Wilderness Fire Dragon had a physical body, I am afraid that the skin and flesh would have already been lost by this time.

It started to rot, and even threatened to invade the soul.

However, the Eight Wasteland Fire Dragons are extremely powerful, and their entire body is composed of sky-burning golden flames, making them invulnerable to all poisons.

"brush!"

It waved its claws carelessly, and a golden flame instantly covered its claws, burning the green venom cleanly.

Immediately, it flicked its sharp claws, and a golden rune floated faintly into the storage bag. With a bang, something seemed to explode inside, and a fishy smell filled the air.

After doing all this, he threw the storage bag to Yang Yunfan and said: "Yang Yunfan, you are really right. There are really vicious restrictions in this storage bag. But it's okay now. I'll put the restrictions inside

It’s broken, you can safely check this storage bag.”

With that said, it grabbed other storage bags. Regardless of whether there were any restrictions inside, in order to ensure safety, golden runes were continuously inserted into them. If there were restrictions, they would be directly destroyed under the sky-burning golden flames.

"Bahuang Fire Dragon, you saved my life this time. I really don't know how to thank you."

Yang Yunfan saw that Bahuang Fire Dragon was so thoughtful that he helped him break all the restrictions without even asking.

"Yang Yunfan, don't be polite to me. The faster you grow, the happier I will be."

The Bahuang Fire Dragon waved its claws humanely, indicating that it was a trivial matter.

Immediately, it sighed faintly, and its tone became a little gloomy, and said: "To be honest, my lifespan is about to reach its limit. Unless there is a powerful divine master who is good at flame patterns and is willing to repair the origin of my soul. Otherwise, my life will be exhausted."

The core of the soul will be annihilated soon. I am also very happy that I can do some small things for you that I can."

"well……"

Hearing this, Yang Yunfan also felt a little sad in his heart.

The Eight Wilds Fire Dragon is a life created by His Majesty the Emperor Yan with the flame pattern.

If it wants to find a strong God Lord to help it repair its soul, that strong person must be at least as strong as Emperor Yan. And he must be proficient in the Law of Flame and the Law of Life.

After several trips outside the region, Yang Yunfan could only think of one person.

That is His Majesty the Eastern Emperor of Sunset Mountain.

What a pity, His Majesty the Eastern Emperor, what is his status?

He is one of the three most powerful beings from outside the realm, and he lives in the Sunset Mountain where there are divine fires all over the place.

With Yang Yunfan's current strength, he might not even be able to step into the Sunset Mountain, and he would be burned to ashes by the divine fire outside.

"Yang Yunfan, don't worry about me. The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. If there is nothing else, I will go back and go to bed first." Seeing Yang Yunfan's sad face, the Eight Wilderness Fire Dragon yawned nonchalantly, shook its head, and started again

Feeling sleepy.

If it weren't for Yang Yunfan's strength breaking through to the yin-yang realm this time and absorbing a lot of bone spirit purple fire, it would still be in deep sleep.

Although it unexpectedly woke up just now and helped Yang Yunfan kill Mr. Yao, its soul and flame aura were already very weak and it could not stay in the outside world for long. It had to return to that piece of animal skin to recuperate.

"Go to sleep. I'll think of a way as soon as possible to find some fire-attribute spiritual fruits and elixirs to help you stabilize your soul."

Yang Yunfan couldn't find a powerful divine master who could help the Eight Wilderness Fire Dragon repair its soul core, so he could only retreat this time and find some fire-attribute spiritual fruits and elixirs to do his best.

"Haha... That's settled then."

Hearing this, Bahuang Fire Dragon seemed very happy.

After a pause, it thought of something again and said: "Yang Yunfan, if you come to me next time for something, you can put a trace of flame aura into your heart. I will sense the change in the aura and you will wake up."

This time is too dangerous. If Yang Yunfan is made into an elixir by Mr. Yao, although the Eight Wilderness Fire Dragon himself will be fine, it was created by His Majesty the Emperor Yan, who is responsible for teaching the inheritors, practicing the flame pattern, and protecting the inheritors.

growing.
Chapter completed!