Under the cliff.

"Are you the leader of the Black Mountain tribe?"

At this time, Yun Shang happened to land next to Shi Yan, the leader of the Black Mountain tribe.

Seeing the dark aura coming, she waved her little hand and with a "bang", a barrier composed of golden flames suddenly opened, protecting Shi Yan, the leader of the Black Mountain tribe, inside.

"Bang bang!"

The black frozen energy instantly covered the golden flame barrier. The extreme conflict between cold and heat, the collision of the two forces, suddenly made a huge explosion sound, deafening.

"Yes, I am Shi Yan! Distinguished young lady..."

Shi Yan's experience in the past few days can be said to be full of dangers. His heart has already completely collapsed. At this time, his speech is even more incoherent. He is afraid that he will anger Yun Shang and be thrown out of the flame barrier. When the time comes, he will

I can only wait to die.

"Your ancestors must have accumulated great virtues. They actually allowed His Highness to save you."

Yun Shang glanced at Shi Yan arrogantly. He was just an ordinary savage. He was wearing the fur of a fire fox and was red. With his old face, he looked very funny.

Are these the descendants of the Lord Qingdi whom Yang Yunfan admires?

This is too bad.

Yun Shang curled her lips and couldn't help but complain in her heart.

"Forget it, I don't care about your affairs. I'll send you out first!"

After Yun Shang finished speaking, she waved her little hand, and the golden flame barrier "suddenly" grew in size, turning into a golden ball of light, wrapping around the rock, flying up, and turning into a meteor, heading out of the valley.

Fly away.

As for Yun Shang himself, he turned around and stood on the cliff, with his little hands on his back, his golden eyes faintly shining with light, watching the battle between Yang Yunfan and the monk of the Yan Mo clan with slight admiration.

In the valley, the strong wind blew, causing her fiery red dress to sway, making it particularly windy.

…

On the wilderness beyond the valley.

"Finally ran out..."

As soon as a group of people from the Black Mountain tribe rushed out, they saw that the entire valley seemed to be swallowed up by darkness, and there was no longer any light. Moreover, the cold and biting breath coming from the valley was even more frightening.

They couldn't help but look back, panting, patting their chests, feeling a little scared.

One of the elders looked at the secluded valley and said, "Lie Shan, is that young master really the inheritor of the Lord Qingdi?"

"Yes! The young master is very powerful and has great abilities to reach heaven and earth! Those golden knights of the Shanwen tribe dare not say a word of nonsense in front of him." Lieshan thought of the scene when he first met Yang Yunfan,

There was a look of admiration and respect on his face.

"The people of the Yan Mo clan are so powerful. Can you deal with that young master?"

One of the elders couldn't help but spoke quietly. There was some sadness in his tone.

Yang Yunfan is the inheritor of the Lord Qingdi. When he came to Qingkong Mountain, it was a great opportunity for the Black Mountain tribe to rise. However, he met the powerful monk of the Yan Mo tribe.

If Yang Yunfan died, not only would the Black Mountain tribe lose an opportunity to rise again, but the strong man from the Yan Mo tribe might also anger the Black Mountain tribe and drive them all out.

"I believe you can do it, Master!"

Lieshan has blind confidence in Yang Yunfan!

Just now, he saw Yang Yunfan using the Eternal Golden Flame, the Mountain and River Map, the Thunder and Lightning Pattern, and various other methods with unparalleled power. But he knew that these were not Yang Yunfan's strongest methods.

Yang Yunfan is the inheritor of Qingdi God Lord.

His strongest method should be the Qing Emperor Seal!

He didn't even use the Qing Emperor Seal, but he was already able to match that strong man from the Yan Demon Clan. Once the Qing Emperor Seal was used, the monks from the Yan Demon Clan would definitely not be able to resist.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, in the pitch-black night sky, a thunderbolt flashed, illuminating half of the sky.

Purple thunder and lightning, like a spider web, filled the entire void. Then, at the moment when the lightning flashed to its extreme, it suddenly fell and hit the dark valley with a "bang".

"Ouch..."

At the same time, a roar that made people tremble in their souls came from the valley. It seemed that some monster was struck by the thunder and lightning, and made a miserable scream.

Bang bang bang!

Immediately afterwards, it seemed that some prehistoric beast was making its final struggle, destroying something crazily.

Soon, there was an earth-shattering sound in the valley, as if a mountain was collapsing and the earth was cracking. Countless flying sand and rocks exploded, and the ground made a "rumbling" sound, as if it was about to collapse.

"What is this sound?"

"Is it that young master who killed the monk of the Yan Mo clan?"

Just as everyone was talking and looking forward to it, did Yang Yunfan win the war?

But at this moment, with a "whoosh", a golden meteor streaked across the sky, and with a "bang", it landed in front of them. Smoke and dust billowed. After it receded, the figure in the meteor was revealed.

"Clan leader?"

The golden flame receded, and everyone saw an old man wrapped in the flame.

Wearing bright red fox fur, he is none other than the leader of their Black Mountain tribe, Shi Yan.

"Chief, you are back! You are still alive, that's great!"

Seeing that the clan leader had returned safely, all the people of the Black Mountain tribe were stunned for a moment, and then became ecstatic.

Lieshan quickly stepped forward to help the patriarch Shi Yan, who was dizzy from the fall, and said cautiously: "Mr. Patriarch, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I just feel a little headache."

Patriarch Shi Yan touched a big swollen bump on his head and suddenly grinned.

"Clan leader, you have a big horn on your head..."

Everyone saw a big, swollen bump on the patriarch's head, which looked like a calf's horns. It was very funny and made them want to laugh.

"Why are you laughing? The patriarch has a majestic head and horns. This is the appearance that only the Holy Emperor of the ancient times had! I believe that the patriarch will lead our Black Mountain tribe to regain its glory in the ancient times."

An elder scolded, then pushed the others away and asked carefully: "Clan leader, where are the others? Have the Shanwen Clan's golden knights chased them out?"

The monk from the Yan Mo tribe had been blocked by Yang Yunfan. They were not afraid. They were afraid that the golden knight from the Shanwen tribe would chase them out and take them away again. There was really no place to cry.

"Dead, all dead!"

"Such a powerful golden knight was frozen into an ice sculpture in just one breath, without any power to fight back."

"The gap between ordinary people and monks is really huge."

Patriarch Shi Yan's tone was extremely disappointed.

At the moment just now, the Yan Mo clan monk released a burst of black frosty death energy, covering everyone in the valley. No one escaped. They all turned into a pile of ice sculptures.

If the powerful little girl hadn't wrapped him in magical golden flames, he would have turned into a pile of ice sculptures.

This method is too powerful!

"If the inheritance of Lord Qingdi hadn't been cut off, our tribe should have been able to cultivate such powerful monks. It's a pity, it's a pity..."

Patriarch Shi Yan sighed softly.

Immediately, he thought of something, his eyes flashed with light, and he murmured: "If that young master is really the inheritor of the Qing Emperor God Lord, we must keep him!"
Chapter completed!