The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

“You monster, get... off... my... body...!” Miao Jun kicked and struggled weakly. It seemed as if his spiritual energy was sealed. A stream of fire flowed down his neck as if it was going to seep into his meridians.

"Aning, don't do that! Let go!" Lu Wuqie stepped forward quickly, trying to stop her.

But You Ning showed a pure smile, with his eyebrows curved into a crescent, "Okay... I will listen to you, Senior Brother."

After he finished speaking, the flame energy invaded Miao Jun's meridians with all its strength.

Miao Jun's whole face turned red and he felt like he was about to turn into a charcoal-grilled little tiger.

A circle of protective jade ring around the neck suddenly lit up.

A tiger roar was heard that shook the entire Fuyao Mountain and even extended hundreds of miles away!

Roar--!

A white tiger phantom the size of a small mountain slapped down with one palm, knocking You Ning several centimeters into the ground.

Then, after a round of inspection, he glanced up at the sky, and then headed towards Miao Jun who was unconscious on the ground.

Lu Wuqie was extremely anxious and wanted to go and see how his junior fellow apprentice was doing.

"Haha... Senior Brother, your disciple is truly a hidden dragon and crouching tiger." You Ning stood up from the smoke and dust. His magic weapons were covered with dust and he looked disheveled. There was murderous intent in his eyes as he walked towards Miao Jun.

"Aning, he is still young..." Looking at the body of his former senior disciple, Lu Wuqie had no mistake that this was his junior brother, and he walked forward two steps.

But Youning was obviously enraged. Red and black flames condensed in his palms and were about to attack Miao Jun on the ground.

The moment he touched Miao Jun, he was separated by a spiritual force.

"Brother, what a coincidence..." Sheng Qing took a step forward, suddenly appeared out of thin air, and said with a relaxed smile.

"…After hundreds of years, you are once again forced to see the miserable state of this dead dog." Her tone was comfortable and mocking, without a trace of kindness.

You Ning paused, staring at Sheng Qing with eyes fixed on him. The hatred in his eyes almost became real. "You damn snake, it's you again!"

He took a half step back. According to his memory, this dead black snake seemed to have undergone a tribulation?

He hasn't gotten through the tribulation period yet!

Sheng Qing yawned and raised his eyelids, "So what if it's me?"

"It's a pity that your reincarnated body has no leather, otherwise I could buy a new winter coat." She said with some regret.

"Junior sister, since you have taken my inner elixir, please let Youning go!" Lu Wuqie stood between the two of them and pleaded with Sheng Qing.

The merits he had cultivated over the past thousand years made his body glow with golden light. If he died involuntarily, the heaven would repay him for his karma. The inner elixir was in Shengqing's hands, so this karma would be added to his body.

This is his bargaining chip, calculated based on merit and cause and effect.

"Shengqing, please let me go. I will not let him go!" Yu Mian appeared from behind with a gun in hand. Her cultivation was on par with Pei Yunqing's, and she had no karmic connection with him, so she had no scruples when she attacked.

Thinking of the fact that this man just wanted to hurt Miao Jun, Yu Mian was full of fighting spirit and tightened the gun in his hand.

Sheng Qing clapped his hands casually, "When did I ever say I would do it myself? In the past life, he was worthy of my personal treatment, but now he is just a loser."

As the applause ended, the area of ​​dozens of miles turned into a scorched earth. The domain isolated the space and trapped the people there.

Then his eyes fixed, and several chains came up, sealing Youning's cultivation level, which had been stretched to the level of a spirit being transformed, and sending him back to the peak of the golden elixir realm.

"what have you done?"

After all, he has been a wandering soul for too long and cannot adapt to the current situation of Jiuzhou. Even though he has Pei Yunqing's memories, he is still so arrogant.

I still thought I was the same powerful Master Yanhuo who was once so powerful.

But they don’t know that the frog in the well is looking at the moon, and a mayfly is looking down on the sky.

Lu Wuqie wanted to stop him, but Sheng Qing’s gaze pinned him to the spot.

“In a two-way confrontation, if he wins, I might show mercy to him. Otherwise…” However, she can bear the consequences of thousands of years of merit and karma.

You Ning showed a cruel look on his face, actually comparing himself with such a person. He looked at Yu Mian's immature appearance and remembered that this disciple had only been a disciple for less than three years.

I felt even more indignant.

But he had no choice.

"Little disciple, you are looking for death!"

He covered his hands with flames and slapped forward, ready to smack the little disciple to death in front of Sheng Qing, so that she would also have a taste of the pain of losing her loved ones.

Yu Mian: Good thing you came!

The tip of the spear sparkles like a cold star, and the enemy is driven back with one stroke.

You Ning took two steps back and looked at the black spear with a puzzled expression, somewhat surprised that it could actually withstand his flames.

I thought I would turn into molten iron, but instead there was a red spot on my palm, blood dripping down my fingertips, and black smoke rising on the ground.

"Okay, I'll let you see my true strength." You Ning's aura exploded, and fire ignited around him. He flew towards Yu Mian with one step and one mark. He faced the gun with one palm, exchanging injury for injury, and prepared to get close to smash Yu Mian's head with his other hand.

——!

The palm of the hand pierced through the head.

You Ning waved his hand, and there was only an illusory shadow in front of him.

Eight Yu Mian figures of the same shape appeared in a circle around him, each with different movements and postures, as if they all had their own minds.

He narrowed his eyes, leaving only a slit in his dark red pupils, looked at the few people, and stepped forward.

Eight pillars of fire rose from under Yu Mian and the others' feet, burning everything to ashes.

Is that all?

He turned around, twisted his waist, and struck with a palm. The black spear passed through his palm and went through his shoulder. Youning didn't care about the injury at all, and there was madness in his eyes.

caught you!

The spurting blood exploded instantly, wrapping around her body and trying to burn her into charcoal ashes!

shuh...

The fire started and a blue-black smoke rose.

Just a paper figure.

Outside the formation, Yu Mian pinched countless incantations with his fingertips, controlling the sixth-grade true illusion formation to ambush and kill the opponent. This was something he had just learned from Master Fu Qing recently.

The reason why he didn't show up at the first moment was because he was preparing the formation. He didn't expect that Miao Jun was almost in danger, so he had to show up.

Using Master Fu Qing's inheritance to kill him can be considered as paying back a small part of the suffering that Master has endured over the past few hundred years!

Yu Mian hooked his fingertips, and a stack of small paper figures flew towards the formation again.

You Ning in the formation gradually came back to his senses, "This is the skill of that bitch Fu Qing!"

He was extremely angry. Why did everyone try to stop him from being with his senior brother? He was not causing any trouble for them!

Hatred rushed into his head, and evil thoughts arose. The spiritual fire immediately turned into endless black flames, burning all the paper figures that were trying to get closer.

With a light grab of five fingers, a claw knife made of black flames appeared and attacked the possible barrier of the formation.

The dark black mist attacked the barrier with a claw, knocking a piece of formation equipment to the ground and causing it to tremble.

Yu Mian frowned, it seemed that he had to go in.

He drew the gun beside him and took a step inside.

She must kill the opponent with her gun within this formation!

With determination in his eyes and steady steps, he fired a shot at the figure's back.

There was a sound of metal colliding, and Ning Xie laughed, "The little mouse's tail can't be hidden anymore?"

He moved his scratched arm slightly, and the marks disappeared quickly, showing his strong recovery ability.

Yu Mian was too lazy to talk nonsense and just picked up his gun and started working.

The cultivation levels of both parties were similar. In terms of combat experience, Yu Mian was slightly inferior. He occasionally suffered losses in the fight and even had a tendency to be suppressed.

Sheng Qing looked at him quietly without saying a word.

Lu Wuqie beside him said, "Junior sister, my nephew is no match for me, why don't we both take a step back?"

"Shut up." Sheng Qing gave him a cold look.

The battle in the field was still going on. Yu Mian's recovery ability was not as good as You Ning's, and he had more than one wound on his body, but the fighting spirit in his eyes had not diminished at all. Instead, he became more and more excited as the fight went on.

You Ning frowned, looking at the girl who looked exactly like the dead snake, the little crazy woman.

Yu Mian took a deep breath and tried again!

The Glazed Pure Lotus in her body was active and wanted to come out for some fresh air. Then she remembered that the spiritual fire also had revenge to take, and she raised her gun and shook it.

In an instant, everything from the gun handle to the gun tip was covered with nine-colored glazed flames, like a stunning divine weapon, revealing a terrifying glow.

This fire was even more intense than the turbid black flame, dividing the sky into two parts.

The battle was on the verge of breaking out, and the two sides were entangled in fighting like a dancing butterfly.

The fire blocked the view outside the formation.

A cloud of smoke gradually dissipated.

You Ning's ferocious smile slowly appeared, with two strands of green lotus-colored robe cloth on the claw knife in his hand, looking at Sheng Qing as if mocking her.

In front of him, a chest-piercing gun tip pierced through his back.

His body fell down, and Yu Mian, with blood all over his body and face, smiled faintly. Two huge gaps were torn in his abdomen by the claws, and blood gushed out instantly.

The Glazed Pure Lotus immediately dried up the wound and stopped it immediately.

A light puff of white smoke rose.