Celestial being

Yuan Ming followed the method he learned from Su Yingxue and quickly released the restrictions and restored all his mana.

He did not get up, but used all his magic power to go straight to the nodes where Qi and blood circulated.

Soon there was a soft sound in the air, and a silver needle flew out from Yuan Ming's chest. It was the Taiyin Silver Needle that sealed his physical cultivation.

Previously, his magic power was sealed, so he had no choice but to use these silver needles. Now that his magic power has been restored, it is much easier to crack this thing.

There were sounds of breaking through the air one after another, and it didn't take long for all the thirty-two Taiyin Silver Needles to be forced out.

He put away the thirty-two silver needles and summoned the main soul from the Tiantian Cauldron space. At this point, all his magical powers were restored, and he felt a little more at peace in his heart.

After doing all this, Yuan Ming let go of his consciousness and explored the surroundings.

After a while, a strange light flashed in his eyes. There were many strong spiritual power fluctuations in this magma sea that looked like a Jedi.

After Yuan Ming stood up, he looked up at the sky. He did not fly rashly, but with a little encouragement of his magic power, he stepped on the rock slab under him and slid quickly in the magma lake like skiing.

"Bang bang" collisions sounded one after another.

The rock slab under Yuan Ming's feet was like a black ferry, constantly knocking off the rock slabs blocking the road and rushing forward.

In just one cup of tea, Yuan Ming came to a black rock island that was much larger in area and could be called an island in the sea.

This island is only a hundred feet high, but covers an area of ​​hundreds of miles. It is scorched black and bare without any plants.

Yuan Ming jumped and landed on the black rock island. The rock under his feet was covered with dense pores of different sizes. There were potholes everywhere, and there was no flat place where he landed.

He took two steps forward, and when he stepped on it, there was a sudden "click" sound under his feet, and soon there was a burning feeling coming up from the soles of his feet.

Yuan Ming quickly moved his feet and saw a black "rock" under his feet cracked, revealing a strange insect with eight pairs of short legs. What was flowing out of its broken body was red magma.

Before he could take a closer look, he was surprised to find that the black "rocks" the size of fists at his feet were all moving, and pairs of short legs stretched out from under him, moving towards the distance in unison. .

Yuan Ming saw that these little hermit crab-like things were not aggressive, so he ignored them and strode towards the depths of the black rock island.

Previously, his consciousness had discovered some strong spiritual power fluctuations here.

After walking several hundred steps forward, Yuan Ming bypassed a high protruding rock.

Immediately, he saw a group of strange big birds covered in fiery red and resembling red-crowned cranes not far ahead, pecking away at the small migrating things on the ground.

Yuan Ming glanced at the strange big birds. Before he could catch one and observe it carefully, the big birds seemed to be frightened. They flapped their wings one by one and flew high into the sky, disappearing in the black smoke.

At this time, violent beast roars were heard, and seven or eight huge flaming beasts, shaped like tigers, but whose bodies were made of magma and rocks, were running towards him from a distance.

Those weird firebirds were disturbed by these flame beasts, so they left one after another.

Yuan Ming glanced at the flame beasts and found that they were the ones with strong spiritual power fluctuations that he had previously detected with his soul. He immediately rushed towards them.

The leading flame beast was the largest and fastest, and it jumped in front of Yuan Ming first.

Yuan Ming did not dodge at all, and immediately punched him, hitting the flame beast in the head.

There was an explosion.

The rocky body of the flame beast exploded, magma splashed, the rock collapsed, and the body disintegrated instantly.

From its broken body, a red crystal core fell out, attracting Yuan Ming's attention.

But before he had time to pick them up, the other flame beasts had already pounced on them, so he had to deal with these guys first.

Not long after, the remaining six or seven flame beasts were exploded by Yuan Ming, leaving only rubble on the ground and seven or eight red crystal cores of different sizes.

Yuan Ming stepped forward and picked up the largest crystal core. He felt a burning sensation in his hand, and it seemed to contain a rather rich fire-attribute spiritual power.

He immediately turned his wrist and put it into the storage ring.

Then, Yuan Ming raised his hand and made a move, and the remaining crystal cores flew up from the ground and flew towards his hand.

However, just when Yuan Ming reached out to pick it up, his wrist suddenly shook, and a flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, he photographed the remaining crystal nuclei in mid-air, and the storage ring between his fingers flashed with light, and a short black stick as long as an arm appeared, which was the Yanhuang Ruyi Stick shaped like a fire stick.

At this moment, a ball of red light was lingering at the top of the dark stick. After a few flashes, it was completely absorbed by the stick and disappeared.

That ball of red light was none other than the red crystal core that Yuan Ming had just put into his storage bag.

Yuan Ming held the Yanhuang Ruyi Stick in one hand and raised his hand to take a piece of red crystal core.

As soon as the two came close, the red crystal core was like a magnet, and was attracted to the short black rod with a "snap". It immediately turned into a ball of red light and was gradually absorbed by it.

During this process, the Yanhuang Ruyi Stick lit up with red light, flashed for a few times, and then disappeared again.

Yuan Ming held the Yanhuang Ruyi Stick in his hand and examined it carefully, but did not find any obvious changes. Then he summoned several other red crystal cores over.

After a while, the Yanhuang Ruyi Stick absorbed all the red crystal cores, and the stick body finally changed slightly, and the temperature increased a bit when touched.

"It seems that as long as it absorbs enough red crystal cores, the Flame Emperor Ruyi Stick can reveal its true colors." Yuan Ming pondered for a moment, and immediately decided to kill more flame beasts to collect the crystal cores.

He carried the Flame Emperor Ruyi Stick and continued towards the depths of the black rock island. He killed all the flame beasts he encountered along the way.

Just as he was collecting the crystal core, a whirlpool of green light suddenly swept over from the distance and landed here.

As it descended from the vortex of green light, a violent whirlwind rolled up, and a tall and thin man wearing a green feathered coat emerged from it. He had high cheekbones, slightly sunken cheeks, two long black beards on his lips, and narrow eyes. He is tall and looks arrogant.

After the man settled down, he glanced at Yuan Ming coldly, and asked in a high-pitched voice: "Are you from the Heisha Sect or the Dongji Palace?"

Yuan Ming looked at the other person up and down, and found that there was a vague layer of blue light surrounding him, and he was exuding a rather fierce aura. He was clearly a monster in the return stage.

"Are you a monk from Bilongtan?" Yuan Ming asked without answering.

"You have some eyesight... bring what you have in your hand and show it to me." At this time, the man in feather suddenly fell on the Yanhuang Ruyi Stick in Yuan Ming's hand, and his eyes suddenly shrank.

"You want to see this? What's so good about a broken fire stick?" Yuan Ming raised the Yanhuang Ruyi Stick on his hand and pretended to be puzzled.

"You know... a fellow Taoist, it's just a broken fire stick. It doesn't hurt to show it to me, right?" The man in feathers took a few steps closer to Yuan Ming and said with what he thought was a kind smile.

"It's not impossible." Yuan Ming frowned and thought.

"Haha, okay." The man in feathers smiled and stretched out a hand to take it.

"Okay, let me show you." Yuan Ming raised his hand and threw it forward, and the Yanhuang Ruyi Stick immediately drew an arc and fell to that side.

The man in feathers raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashed with joy, and he immediately stepped forward to grab it.

The end of Clinker's Yanhuang Ruyi stick that was flying in the air was tied to a slender tree vine. He suddenly pulled it back and then pulled it back.

When the man in feather coat saw that he was being played, he became furious.

But before he could take action, a sword light suddenly burst out in front of him and went straight to his throat.

The pupils of the man in feathers suddenly shrank, and he danced his hands forward, and a cyan whirlwind suddenly surged in front of him, blocking the sword light and pushing his body backwards.

The sword light shattered the cyan whirlwind and quickly chased the man in feathers.

Just before he was about to hit his body, the man in feathers was surrounded by green light, but his figure disappeared from the place in an instant, allowing the sharp sword light to strike him in the air.

Yuan Ming held the Zhuxian Sword and looked up into the sky.

A figure appeared out of thin air there, it was the man in feathers.

"You're looking for death." He screamed loudly, opened his hands, and layers of dense blue feathers covered his arms, revealing a half-human, half-demon body.

"There is actually a trace of Dapeng blood in him, no wonder he is so skilled in wind control." Yuan Ming's eyes narrowed slightly and he chuckled.

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure in mid-air was covered in green light, and his arms suddenly waved downwards.

In an instant, sharp winds howled, and thousands of extremely sharp cyan wind blades surged out from under its wings, turning into a wall of cyan wind and pressing down on Yuan Ming.

The sharp sound of wind in the void was like a ghost's roar, and the surrounding space seemed to be cut into pieces by the blue light wind blade. A series of crisscrossing psychedelic lights and shadows appeared in front of Yuan Ming's eyes.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he lifted the long sword in his hand, pouring mana into it.

A clear sword cry sounded, and thousands of sword lights erupted from the Zhuxian Sword, crashing into the green light wind blade.

As soon as the two forces collided, the green wind blade exploded instantly, and most of the Zhuxian sword light also shattered, but part of the sword light still passed through and pierced the body of the man in feathers.

The man in Yuyi was covered in blood. Only then did he realize the gap between himself and Yuan Ming, and he suddenly felt fear.

Ignoring the injuries on his body, the blue light around his body surged, his wings fluttered, and he was about to use the wind escape technique to escape.

Yuan Ming sneered, naturally he would not give him such a chance.

Just as the man in feathers was about to fly away, a ray of light suddenly appeared out of thin air behind him, and black roots suddenly jumped out, piercing into many wounds on his body.

The man in Yuyi froze, and felt something taking root in his body. Immediately afterwards, all the energy and blood in his body were quickly withdrawn, and he felt a chill in his heart and was filled with panic.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and a sword light swept towards his neck.

"Don't kill me, I..."

Before he could finish his words, his throat was broken, blood spurted out and filled his entire mouth, and soon he could no longer make any sound.

I saw a green figure about an inch tall suddenly appeared from the Heavenly Spirit Cover, pretending to fly away.

A big hand shrouded in black light had already been prepared. It reached down from above and easily grabbed the green figure. No matter how hard it struggled, it could not break free.