Chapter 433: Really Good at Causing Trouble

Dragon Wind's attack quickly arrived in front of the black-robed person, but the black-robed person still did not panic, just stood the flying sword in his hand directly in front of his chest and began to pinch the formula to cast the spell.

When those attacks arrived at the black-robed person's flying sword, I don't know why these thunder lights, which were originally very powerful, were blocked by an invisible force at once, and then disappeared quickly.

After the black-robed person blocked this blow, he immediately put away the flying sword and escaped into mid-air, took off the black robe on his body, revealing a red-faced, black-bearded big man.

"Fellow Daoist's Wind-Thunder Control is really powerful. Please also see how this move of mine is." After the red-faced big man shouted, his hands suddenly sprinkled a piece of red blood mist. This blood mist was like a living thing, and soon gathered into a sharp blood spear, shooting quickly toward Dragon Wind in mid-air.

The movement of Dragon Wind and the red-faced big man fighting outside was very huge, which soon alarmed Fire Phoenix and Green Luan in the cave dwelling, attracting them both to the outside of the cave dwelling.

Green Luan stood on the top of the mountain and watched the red-faced big man fighting fiercely with Dragon Wind from afar, showing a look of surprise, and asked Fire Phoenix beside her: "Your Highness, this person is so powerful that he can even easily block Dragon Wind's thunder fire. What is his background!"

"Looking at his methods, it seems to be a demonic cultivator among humans. It shouldn't be from the Carefree Sect. This person's cultivation is not low, and Dragon Wind may not be his opponent. I'll go over and see!"

After Fire Phoenix said this with a calm expression, she quickly disappeared in place, and the next moment she appeared beside Dragon Wind again, waving her hand lightly to disperse the blood spear controlled by the red-faced big man in the air.

The red-faced big man who was fighting with Dragon Wind had originally occupied a little upper hand, and when he was happy, a woman in red suddenly appeared in front of him and broke the secret technique he had practiced for many years, which immediately startled him and hurriedly retreated more than ten zhang away.

After standing firm, the red-faced big man looked at Fire Phoenix with a strange expression, but found that the pressure exuded by this woman in red, whose figure was no different from ordinary people, far exceeded his own cultivation, which made him break into a cold sweat on his back immediately.

"May I ask, Fellow Daoist, could it be a Nascent Soul senior!"

After Fire Phoenix swept a glance at the red-faced big man, she didn't open her mouth to answer immediately, but waved her hand slightly at Dragon Wind beside her, signaling him to retreat to the side first.

Seeing that Fire Phoenix didn't pay attention to him, the red-faced big man didn't dare to be angry. After thinking quickly in his brain, the red-faced big man bowed to Fire Phoenix with a nervous expression:

"Senior, my master is the Blood Demon Ancestor. This time coming here is also following the order of his old man to retrieve some relics on my junior brother. It is not intentional to disturb Senior."

"Please, Senior, look at the face of my master and return the relics on my junior brother to us. I will definitely explain this matter to my master when the time comes..."

"Are you going to roll, or are you going to die?" Before the red-faced big man finished speaking, Fire Phoenix, who was standing in mid-air, suddenly looked at him with cold eyes and spat out a sentence lightly.

Fire Phoenix's eyes were like a cold sharp arrow that would fly over at any time, making the red-faced big man feel a huge pressure all over his body.

Seeing that even if he brought out his master, the other party didn't buy it, the red-faced big man could only nod to Fire Phoenix with an awkward expression, turned around, and quickly left here with another black-robed person who was still on the ground.

"Your Highness, this guy is so arrogant, why not kill him directly?" After the red-faced big man left, Dragon Wind immediately leaned toward Fire Phoenix respectfully.

Just now, he fought with that red-faced big man and didn't take any advantage, but instead was somewhat inferior to the opponent, so he naturally had some resentment toward this person in his heart.

Fire Phoenix shook her head and said softly, "Kill the small one, and sooner or later the old one will be attracted. The person behind this guy is not so easy to deal with. Hiding here is not very safe, so it's better to be safe in the future, so as not to add trouble to Uncle Golden Feather then."

"Your Highness is right. I didn't expect this person to have such a big background. I will definitely pay attention in the future and not cause trouble at will."

Hearing Fire Phoenix say that the red-faced big man had a great background, Dragon Wind also regretted it very much. The weird cultivation technique displayed by the red-faced big man just now was exactly the same as the red-clothed man that he helped Song Qingming kill back then, and the junior brother he spoke of should be that person.

Dragon Wind also moved his hand to solve the few demonic cultivators headed by the red-clothed man to help Song Qingming solve the siege that day, and he didn't expect that someone would come to the door for this little thing today.

"This damn kid is really good at causing trouble. How did he provoke these powerful guys."

After Dragon Wind muttered a sentence, he found that Fire Phoenix had left the place and returned to the cave dwelling, so he hurriedly followed respectfully.

Song Qingming, who was in seclusion in his cave dwelling, naturally couldn't hear Dragon Wind's complaints about him just now. At this moment, he was patiently absorbing the pure spiritual energy gathered by the spirit-gathering formation around him, slowly turning it into his own magic power and sending it into his dantian.

Generally, Foundation Establishment cultivators go into seclusion for Core Formation, and it takes at least a few years to succeed. Just for this step of refining and absorbing spiritual energy, Song Qingming needs one or two months to finish this step, and it also needs to consume thousands of spirit stones. Now, as long as the sky doesn't collapse outside, Song Qingming will never stop going into seclusion.

After the red-faced big man fled the place, he ran wildly for thousands of miles without stopping, and only after confirming that no one was chasing behind did he slowly stop his steps.

Seeing that the red-faced big man was still nervous, the black-robed disciple hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Master, is the one that Ninth Junior Uncle provoked really a Nascent Soul old monster? What should we do now?"

The red-faced big man nodded slightly and said, "This matter is a bit strange. According to the clues we found earlier, Ninth should have obtained Xiao Laogui's storage bag. However, after he got the thing, he didn't go back to report to Master, but ran to the monster clan territory and provoked a Nascent Soul Monster Emperor. No matter how you think about it, it's a bit strange."

"Master, although Ninth Junior Uncle is favored by Master, he has failed to succeed in Core Formation for many years and has been somewhat impatient. If he obtained the relics of that old ghost, it is inevitable that Ninth Junior Uncle himself would have some selfishness. I think he didn't go back at that time, it is very likely that he found something good and wanted to hide nearby to establish Core Formation first, but he was unlucky and alarmed the monster kings nearby, which cost him his life."

The black-robed disciple who had been following the red-faced big man seemed to be a person with a relatively bright brain. His eyeballs just turned slightly, and he quickly analyzed the situation encountered at the moment with the red-faced big man in detail.

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