Crossing to Douqi Continent and walking sideways

Xiao Muchen and Lin Wan'er faced the messenger of the Dark Temple, and the air around them seemed to be frozen by the heavy atmosphere. The sound of the wind also quietly stopped at this moment, and only the invisible pressure emitted by the confrontation between the two sides permeated this barren land.

"Why do you, the Dark Temple, want to snatch this remaining map of the strange fire?" Xiao Muchen glared at him, the Star Sword in his hand trembling slightly, the sword body flashing with a cold light, as if it couldn't wait to show its sharp edge.

The envoy headed by the Dark Temple raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a sinister sneer: "This is not something you should know. Hand over the incomplete map obediently, and perhaps I can spare your lives." His voice seemed to come from the abyss of the underworld, carrying with it endless chill and the threat of death.

Xiao Muchen sneered, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes: "You think you can threaten me? It's just a foolish dream!" As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared in an instant. When he appeared again, he was already in front of the Dark Temple's messenger, and he performed the first move of "Wuji Sword Dao - Chaos Beginning" "Chaos Sword Qi". The mysterious sword energy of chaos gushed out from the Star Sword. Wherever the sword energy passed, the space was slightly distorted, as if this piece of space could not bear this powerful force. The sword energy came with a chilling whistling sound, and it approached the Dark Temple's messenger like a violent storm.

The messengers reacted quickly, shouting in unison, and black fighting spirits surged from their bodies at the same time. They instantly formed a tight formation to jointly resist Xiao Muchen's fierce attack. They cooperated tacitly, obviously after a long period of training.

Lin Wan'er was not to be outdone. With a delicate cry, the long sword in her hand shot out like a spirit snake out of a cave. The sword shadows were heavy and looked like a bunch of gorgeous fireworks. Each sword shadow contained a powerful force, and it cooperated with Xiao Muchen to form an impenetrable attack network.

The Dark Temple's messengers were very powerful, and some of them had even reached the semi-saint level. They displayed various strange fighting skills, and for a moment, the battlefield was filled with flames, lightning, and thunder. Some messengers waved their hands, chanted something, and instantly summoned black flame balls, which hit Xiao Muchen and Lin Wan'er like meteors; some messengers chanted mysterious spells and cast vicious curses, trying to weaken Xiao Muchen and Lin Wan'er's strength and fighting spirit; and some messengers were like ghosts, and instantly appeared behind Xiao Muchen and Lin Wan'er, launching a fatal sneak attack.

Xiao Muchen and Lin Wan'er instantly fell into a bitter battle. Xiao Muchen dodged the enemy's attacks flexibly while thinking about how to defeat the enemy. His forehead was covered with sweat, but his eyes became more determined, as if burning with an unyielding flame.

"Wan'er, follow me and break through with all your strength!" Xiao Muchen shouted, his voice full of determination and courage.

Lin Wan'er understood and nodded. Their eyes met and they reached a tacit understanding in an instant.

They gathered their strength and launched a fierce attack in one direction. Xiao Muchen once again used the "Infinite Chaos Slash". This time, he poured all his fighting spirit into the Star Sword without reservation. The sword shone brightly, as dazzling as a blazing sun, and a super-strong slash containing the power of infinite power and chaos roared out. This blow was so powerful that it seemed to split the world in half. The powerful force finally tore through the enemy's defense line, and several messengers were blown away by this blow, blood spurting out of their mouths, and they fell heavily to the ground.

However, the emissaries of the Dark Temple did not retreat. They quickly adjusted their formation and surrounded them again. Their eyes were full of ferocity and determination, as if they would not give up until they achieved their goal.

"Xiao Muchen, don't even think about escaping today!" The messengers shouted in unison, their voices echoing in the empty battlefield with a heart-pounding sense of oppression.

Xiao Muchen's eyes were as firm as iron. He knew that this battle could not be delayed for too long and had to be resolved quickly. He suddenly took a deep breath and activated the mysterious Chaos Heavenly Spirit Art in his body. In an instant, a suffocating force burst out from his body. The air around him seemed to be solidified by this force, forming ripples visible to the naked eye. The light on the Star Sword became more and more dazzling, as bright as the brightest star in the night sky, as if to illuminate this dark world.

Xiao Muchen swung his sword again, and a huge sword energy swept out. This sword energy was like a roaring dragon, sweeping over with the momentum of destroying everything. Wherever it went, dust flew and rocks broke. This time, the messengers of the Dark Temple could no longer resist and were repelled one after another. Some even had their weapons broken and were seriously injured. They fell to the ground groaning in pain.

But the messengers of the Dark Temple still did not give up. They gritted their teeth and launched an attack again, demonstrating the Dark Temple's tenacity, ruthlessness and determination.

Just as the two sides were deadlocked and the battle entered a white-hot stage, a low horn sound suddenly came from afar. The horn sound was heavy and distant, as if it carried some mysterious power, penetrating the hustle and bustle of the battlefield and clearly reaching everyone's ears.

When the Dark Temple's messengers heard this, their faces changed slightly. In their originally fierce and resolute eyes, a hint of hesitation and uneasiness flashed.

"Retreat first!" The leading envoy made a prompt decision. Although they were unwilling, they turned around quickly and retreated like the tide. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared without a trace, leaving only a messy battlefield and Xiao Muchen and Lin Wan'er.

Xiao Muchen and Lin Wan'er looked in the direction they left and breathed a sigh of relief. But they did not relax because they knew that the Dark Temple would never give up and a greater crisis might be waiting for them.

"Brother Muchen, it seems that the Dark Temple is targeting us." Lin Wan'er frowned, her beautiful face full of worry.

Xiao Muchen frowned slightly, reached out and gently patted Lin Wan'er's shoulder, and comforted her: "Wan'er, don't be afraid. No matter what conspiracy they have, I will protect you and also guard this Strange Fire Remnant Map."

After saying that, Xiao Muchen quickly formed seals with his hands and exerted the power of space. The surrounding space suddenly rippled with strange ripples, and the light flickered. He held Lin Wan'er's hand tightly, and the figures of the two disappeared instantly.

In the mysterious space channel, the light shuttled quickly like a rainbow, and the surrounding scene was distorted and changed, like a dream. With the superb control of the power of space as a semi-saint, Xiao Muchen took Lin Wan'er and moved forward quickly in this chaotic space.

After an unknown amount of time, they finally stepped out of the space channel and appeared in a remote and quiet valley.

Xiao Muchen looked around vigilantly, and only after confirming that there was no danger did he slowly relax.

"Wan'er, let's rest here first and then make plans." Xiao Muchen said.

Lin Wan'er nodded, and the two of them found a cave sheltered from the wind, sat down and began to recover their strength and fighting spirit.