Chapter 336 Spiritual Flame Jade Brilliance

Feng Qi was injured by the sword formation, but Ji Ruxue did not pursue him.

The move she used to injure Feng Qi just now was her best move.

But it did not achieve the desired results, and instead consumed a lot of her spiritual power.

Ji Ruxue recalled the nine flying swords that were used to set up the "Evil Breaking Sword Formation" and left.

Unfortunately, the direction she fled was down the river.

It happened to be the direction where Song Wen was.

The river bank was not wide and there was no suitable place to hide.

Song Wen noticed that Ji Ruxue was running towards him, and even if he wanted to hide, there was no place to hide.

Besides, Song Wen had no intention of hiding at all.

Ji Ruxue, who was flying on the sword, suddenly found that someone was blocking the way ahead, and she was shocked.

Looking closely, she could vaguely see that the person was wearing the clothes of the Beast Taming Sect.

Ji Ruxue subconsciously regarded Song Wen as Feng Qi's accomplice.

She urged the flying sword to slash at Song Wen.

Her sword was not meant to kill, but to force Song Wen back so that she could escape smoothly.

Song Wen urged the Turtle Snake Shield to block Ji Ruxue's hasty sword.

At this time, Ji Ruxue, whose speed had not slowed down, finally saw Song Wen's appearance.

She realized that she had attacked the wrong person.

In the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Liquid Hall, Ji Ruxue saw clearly that Feng Qi's men had robbed Song Wen's stone cushion.

Song Wen was not Feng Qi's accomplice, but his enemy.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend!

"Daoyou, I was reckless just now. I'm sorry for the offense."

Ji Ruxue apologized, but her escape light did not slow down at all.

She thought to herself:

Song Wen and Feng Qi have a grudge. When they meet this time, there may be a fight between the two.

She just diverted the trouble and waited for an opportunity to escape.

Just as Ji Ruxue was about to fly over Song Wen, a mighty power suddenly emerged in front of Song Wen.

Three ten-foot-long lightning spears appeared.

The lightning spears were as fast as sparks, and went straight to Ji Ruxue.

Ji Ruxue's face was stern, and she raised her hand and swung out a snow-white flying sword, slashing at the lightning spears.

"Daoyou, what do you mean by this?"

Ji Ruxue was very puzzled by Song Wen's attack. She was forced to slow down her escape light and resist the lightning spears, and asked anxiously.

"You attacked me for no reason, and you want to leave with a word of 'I'm sorry'!"

Song Wen's expression was gloomy, and he looked like he would take revenge.

Ji Ruxue explained anxiously.

"You and I both have grievances with Feng Qi, so we should join hands and fight the enemy together. Why kill each other? Let Feng Qi get the advantage for nothing."

Song Wen was unmoved, and summoned three more lightning spears to kill Ji Ruxue.

He glanced at Feng Qi, who was chasing Ji Ruxue and getting closer and closer, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Today, neither of you two can leave."

Feng Qi chased Song Wen not far away, and saw that Song Wen actually stopped Ji Ruxue, he couldn't help but smile.

"Mr. Wu, I really have to thank you. Not only did you fall into the trap, but you also helped me stop this bitch."

Ji Ruxue's face was gloomy, and she shouted at Song Wen.

"Get out of the way."

While speaking, Ji Ruxue summoned nine flying swords, which came out in a row and slashed at Song Wen.

Song Wen looked indifferent.

"I said, none of you can leave!"

Song Wen's mind moved, and he summoned the Xuanhuang Pagoda to protect his head and block the attack of the nine flying swords.

At the same time, three corpses and two ghosts, five figures appeared beside Song Wen.

The armored ghost king was the fastest, and as soon as it appeared, it swept towards Feng Qi who was a little further away.

The silver corpse attacked Ji Ruxue.

In the Blood Cloud Cave, he captured three peak-level second-level copper corpses, one of which he refined into a pseudo-third-level silver corpse.

There was also a ghost creature, a red-haired ghost general that had not been used for a long time.

Holding the Eight-Flag Ghost Banner, it quickly rushed behind Feng Qi with the other two copper corpses to prevent him from escaping.

As for the Holy Armor Gu, Song Wen dispersed them all to investigate the periphery to prevent other cultivators from approaching.

Song Wen used all his means to never give the two any chance of escape.

Feng Qi looked at the ghost king who was coming with a sword, and his expression changed drastically.

‘Wu Sheng’ was too well hidden.

The corpse refining skills he showed inside the sect were just the tip of the iceberg.

‘Wu Sheng’ not only refined a pseudo-third-level silver corpse, but also raised a pseudo-third-level ghost king.

Feng Qi hurriedly pinched the magic formula and summoned a giant fire phoenix of more than ten feet.

The fire phoenix flapped its wings, turning into a gorgeous fiery red track, rushing straight towards the ghost king.

"Chi!"

A sharp cry came from the mouth of the fire phoenix.

The phoenix opened its mouth wide, and endless flames gushed out.

The flames covered the sky and swept towards the ghost king.

The dark underground world was illuminated by the flames, and the temperature nearby also rose sharply.

The fire phoenix summoned by Feng Qi was condensed by fire magic. It had a ray of yang energy from heaven and earth, which had a certain suppressive effect on evil things.

The flames rolled over the sky, and the ghost king had nowhere to dodge, and there was no need to dodge.

The dark ghost energy rose from its body, like a burning black flame, as if it could devour all the light.

The ghost king held a large ghost sword and rushed directly into the flames.

With endless ghost energy protecting his body, the flames seemed to retreat in fear.

The cold ghost energy spread, and the flames quickly extinguished at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Squeak."

The fire phoenix opened its mouth and pounced towards the ghost king.

The ghost king raised his hand and swung the giant sword in his hand.

The giant sword was filled with ghostly aura.

The black sword light was particularly eye-catching in the flames, and it flashed away in a flash.

The fire phoenix, which was more than ten feet long, was cut in half by a sword.

The blazing flames had a certain suppressive effect on the ghost king, but the power gap between the two could not be smoothed out by a slight suppressive effect.

Unless it was a spiritual flame that contained a strong yang energy of heaven and earth, it could ignore the difference in strength and hurt the ghost king.

After Feng Qi summoned the fire phoenix, a pair of flaming wings condensed on his back, turning into a fiery red afterimage, and quickly retreated to the rear.

However, he was blocked by the red-haired ghost general and two bronze corpses who arrived earlier.

The red-haired ghost general waved the eight-flag ghost banner in his hand, rolled up the ghost energy in the sky, and rushed towards Feng Qi.

The ghost energy swept past, and the flames on the pair of flaming wings behind Feng Qi were extinguished a lot, and the escape speed was greatly reduced.

The two bronze corpses jumped up at the same time and pounced on Feng Qi.

Feng Qi's face was ashen, and there were powerful ghosts in front and behind.

He seemed to be trapped in a desperate situation, unable to escape.

Feng Qi gritted his teeth, his expression became fierce.

He flipped his right hand, and a palm-sized ancient tripod appeared in his hand.

On the ancient tripod, there was a yellow talisman, as if it was sealing something.

He put his left hand together and pointed his sword at the ancient tripod, lightly tapping it.

The ancient tripod turned into the size of a water tank, the yellow talisman fell, and the ancient tripod opened, revealing a fist-sized platinum flame.

The flame jumped slightly.

A terrifying high temperature emanated from the platinum flame.

Accompanying it was a pure yang energy.

At this time, it was called "Yuhuangyan", which was a spiritual flame with righteousness, strength and yang.

It was his father Feng Xinghai who went to great lengths to get it for him.

The original intention was to refine this fire and integrate it into the golden elixir after Feng Qi formed the elixir, so as to enhance the power of his fire magic.

At this moment of life and death, Feng Qi could only pin his hope of escape on Yuhuangyan.