The extremely evil aura crept over Yi Yan's palm. Even if he wanted to keep this evil aura from dissipating and could not let him invade his body, he didn't know if he would know if he would capture his aura behind the evil corpse Wuzhen.

Yi Yan saw a huge temple group through this evil spirit. When he saw this, three words immediately appeared in his heart - Wutai Mountain. Wutai returned without looking at the temple. This sentence shows that there are many temples in Wutai Mountain. Yi Yan had heard of at least 300 temples inside and outside the Wutai Mountain. He did not expect that this evil corpse actually came from Wutai Mountain. No wonder he was called Xiezi Wuzhen. Through this name, he could determine which temple he was from on Wutai Mountain, but he did not know about the various temples in Wutai Mountain, so he did not know.

While he was surprised, he couldn't help but feel absurd feeling in his heart. Apart from the magnificent temple in Mount Wutai, he could not see anything else. From this, it can be seen that this evil corpse Wuzhen had a strong emotion for Mount Wutai, perhaps hatred, or attachment.

The evil spirit suddenly dissipated silently, and the picture in Yi Yan's eyes disappeared.

He sensed the void on the spot and found that the sense of danger had subsided. He couldn't help but think that the Baipi Demon Lord should be vigilant and cautious about the evil corpse Wuzhen.

He thought secretly about his strength and thought: "I don't need to fight with them head-on. There should be a fight between the two of them, and they may not have to deal with me specifically. And there must be other monks in this forest. Some of them will retreat, but there will definitely be someone who stays."

Yi Yan can foresee that a great war around Lin Mingting will take place.

He finally looked at his sister and Fang Mingkong, thinking: "They are with me now, and the other monks dare not come to spy on them. When the war is over, they should not be attacked."

It would be impossible to let him leave here. Lin Mingting occupied a considerable position in his heart. Lin Mingting was the first to teach him magic. He also invited him to join the Luoxiao Sect. When he was in Guanling, he taught him so many things about practice, so that he could quickly integrate into the world of practice. In his heart, it was almost equivalent to a teacher.

After Yi Yan made up his mind, he said, "Senior Brother Lin has guidance for me. He is in such a danger. I cannot leave because of fear. If there is a chaotic battle, you need to take good care of yourself. If there is any situation, you can go home."

"Brother, am I alone? I'm afraid I can't go back."

"No, An An, you must go back. Believe in yourself. You are fourteen years old this year. You must go to a place after you get home."

“Where?”

"Baitou Mountain, in front of my father's tomb." Yi Yan said slowly.

"Why?" Yi An asked in surprise.

But Yi Yan did not answer. He suddenly looked up ahead and said, "Let's go."

He had sensed a strong fluctuation of magic and mind ahead, and in the sensation of the soul, two strong auras suddenly burst out.

In the sensation of the soul, the two auras are two colors, one is the evil black and gray, and the other is purple gray. The purple gray represents the Baipi Demon Lord, and the black gray represents the evil corpse Wuzhen.

A red light suddenly flashed by not far away. It was a monk who escaped, and it was invisible to the naked eye. Yi Yan sensed it through his soul.

He did not hurry over like that person, but took Yi An and Fang Mingkong to approach at a slow speed, and everything seemed to be confident.

Suddenly Yi Yan's face changed slightly, and he said, "You can find a place yourself, don't be afraid, as long as you are not afraid, no one will easily mess with you at this time, Senior Brother Lin is right ahead."

His voice sounded directly in An An and Fang Mingkong's minds, and he was not afraid of being heard. If this could still be captured by others, then this person's strength was not something Yi Yan could see.

As he finished speaking, he turned around and stepped into the void and took one step forward. The vast world seemed to have automatically shortened the distance under his feet.

Luoxiao Mountain runs for hundreds of miles, with mountains connected to mountains and valleys connected to valleys.

Yi Yan's figure flashed and appeared at the top of a big tree on the hillside of a mountain. He stood in a black robe like a black bird standing lightly on the branch. In front of him was a valley with dense forests and no one could see anything with the naked eye. However, under the sensation of Yi Yan's insightful eyes and soul, the situation of the valley had nowhere to escape in his heart.

There were three people in the valley, one of which was the evil corpse Wuzhen. His evil spirit was soaring into the sky, which was much stronger than when he saw it in Zijing Mountain more than a year ago. At that time, he looked evil, which made people unable to help but be alert. Now he looked evil spirit, which made people want to avoid it at a glance.

The birds and beasts in the mountains have long been extinct, and even the ants have crawled out of the valley. Some beasts and birds that have not had time to escape have died, and both their bodies and spirits have disappeared.

And opposite Xie Zi Wuzhen was not alone, it was a cloud of smoke, purple-gray smoke. Because Yi Yan couldn't see clearly, and his insightful eyes and soul were not good. He only saw a human form condensed by purple-gray smoke.

That should be the Baipi Demon Lord. Because when Yi Yan's soul sensed him, an inexplicable sense of fear continued to grow in his heart, and he wanted to avoid it from afar. Yi Yan understood that this was probably the origin of his name and knew why people called Baipi Demon Lord, because those who saw him would be invaded by endless fear.

The fear seemed to invade his mind through his observations and thoughts, causing his mind and mind to be constantly weakened, and his mind and mind were weakened and suppressed, and his overall strength was also weakened.

The last one was Lin Mingting. He leaned against the big tree pole of a tree, looking a little embarrassed, but his hands were holding the stone box, with runes on the stone, which looked extremely heavy. He looked like he was about to uncover it at any time. Yi Yan didn't know what was in the box, maybe it was a powerful magic weapon, maybe it was something that could allow him to escape, or nothing.

He knew it was very difficult to rescue Lin Mingting. Although the evil corpse Wuzhen and Baipi Demon Lord are now confronting each other, they would definitely not let Lin Mingting escape safely.

In addition to the three people at the bottom of the valley, Yi Yan also saw a red light wrapped around a big tree on the top of the mountain opposite. It was the person who had escaped not far away from him before. He didn't know the origin, and he couldn't even tell whether he was really there. In the sky, the goshawk was hovering above his head again.

The two of them confronted each other, and suddenly, the light on their bodies surged. The evil corpse Wuzhen roared and rushed forward. Like a wild beast, his pounce was only half, disappeared and flashed behind the Baipi Demon Lord.

Yi Yan's eyes twitched because he could not see how the evil corpse Wuzhen appeared beside Baipi Demon Lord. His body shape changed extremely strangely.

The dead gray light surging on the body of the evil corpse Wuzhen. With both hands, he grabbed Baipi Demon Lord in his hand. In Yi Yan's opinion, Baipi Demon Lord was the will condensed from a ball of fear, which was invisible. However, the evil corpse actually grabbed it directly in his hand. When he pulled it with both hands, Baipi Demon Lord was pulled in half.

Yi Yan was shocked, and then the fear in his heart arose like a sea tide. The evil corpse Wuzhen pulled the world of fear away, and boundless fear came. This kind of fear thought actually occupied Yi Yan's original consciousness. In his thoughts, there was a piece of purple gray, and the purple gray was thick and water was about to drip out of his body, covering everything about him. His soul became heavy at this moment, and endless fear and horror surged into his heart.

His self-consciousness is drowned in the endless horror, just like a person falling into the sea. He sticks to his original heart and tries to see the world clearly, but the world he sees is only a piece of purple ash.

He used the only trace of twilight to drive the spell. The golden light surged on his body, and the divine text was like an electric flower flashing. However, it was much weaker than the spell he had used before. He flew into the sky and was far away from the bottom of the valley, and the fear slowly faded.

The wind in the sky was blowing, and the hot sun made him realize that the world he lived in had other colors and temperatures. A cloud of golden light was hazy on his body, and there were slowly condensed light golden clouds and mists under his feet.

Yi Yan saw two different auras in the valley intertwined together, forming a vortex, which made him unable to see clearly at all. He didn't want to rely on the soul to sense it. The soul also had the weakness of the soul. The soul was sensitive to the world, especially Yi Yan's soul is even more fragile now.

That kind of fear is still entrenched in his heart. He himself knew that it would be impossible to truly eliminate the fear in his heart in a short period of time, but sometimes some things can make people no longer fear, even if the fear in his heart is like a tide of the ocean.

Yi Yan pulled out the long sword at his waist, and stepped on the void. The sword in his hand drew a series of golden lines, scratching bits and pieces, leaving a golden line wherever he passed. The golden lines quickly intertwined into a complex pattern. The pattern seemed to exist in nothingness forever, but now it was aggravated by Yi Yan. At the same time, the soul above his head flipped and communicated with the world, and a strange curse sounded between the world while his lips opened and closed.

This is the magic of the arrival of the sky fire. Yi Yan is not afraid that they know they are casting spells. He is to create a chance for Lin Mingting to escape. He knows that Lin Mingting would be more dangerous if he stays in it for one more minute. He understands even more that if he wants to seize the treasure, it is not a chance to take action at all, but he is saving people, so he suppresses the fear in his heart that is unfading in his heart and casts this magic.

In the scorching sun, under the scorching sun, the magical fluctuations above the valley became heavier and heavier. When the fluctuation reached a point, flames appeared in the sky. The red light wrapped around the treetops on the opposite mountain suddenly flashed and actually drove away from afar.

I saw a fire roaring down from the sky. The fire blew across the void, and a sharp whistling sound appeared. The sky seemed to be cut, with red scars appearing.
Chapter completed!