Celestial being

Beside the Fire River Stone Bridge, the talisman of destiny in Ouyang Qiang's hand suddenly shattered with a "chila".

"Hey, could it be that Yuan Ming died?" Huangfu Jue said.

"The way this communion talisman shattered was different from the other three. It was not that the host of the talisman died, but that another talisman was crushed." Ouyang Qiang looked at the talisman in his hand carefully and said thoughtfully.

When everyone in Dongji Palace heard that Yuan Ming had destroyed the Talisman of Shared Life, their faces became a little ugly.

"What does this man named Yuan want to do? He dares to destroy the Talisman of Shared Life!" an old man in gray robe wearing the token of the elder of Dongji Palace said angrily.

The other two Dongji Palace elders were also filled with indignation and clamored to kill Yuan Ming.

These two people were two middle-aged men, one tall and one short. They both wore silver masks on their faces and gave off a rather strange aura.

"Okay, don't say anything anymore." A trace of impatience flashed in Ouyang Qiang's eyes and he waved his hand.

When the three elders saw this, they immediately shut up.

"Mother, why did you let Yuan Ming go explore the way before? This man is extraordinary in strength and a fifth-level formation mage. He is actually a good talent." Huangfu Jue hesitated for a moment and communicated with Ouyang Qiang.

"This person does have some abilities, but he is not loyal to Dongji Palace and is definitely not a useful person." Ouyang Qiang replied coldly.

"How do you say this?" Huangfu Jue looked surprised.

"Before coming here, I sent people to investigate all the island owners and elders who were caught by the Heisha Sect. Yuan Ming and Mao Yi have already known each other, and they were hooking up with Mao Yi just now. Their identities are suspicious. There is no guarantee that they are not from the Heisha Sect. Spy. Jue'er, you will inherit the position of the Lord of Dongji Palace in the future. When hiring people, please remember: I would rather use mediocre people than villains." Ouyang Qiang said calmly.

Huangfu Jue frowned slightly, feeling that Ouyang Qiang's judgment of Yuan Ming as a spy of the Black Evil Sect was a bit arbitrary, but now that the matter was at this point, he couldn't argue with Ouyang Qiang, so he respectfully agreed.

"Yuan Ming, as the island master under Dongji Palace, disobeys the palace master's order and according to the palace rules, it is tantamount to rebellion. If you see this person again later, you don't have to hold back and kill him directly." Ouyang Qiang's eyes were indifferent and he ordered.

"Yes." Everyone heard the words and agreed in unison.

Fairy Yunluo also responded, but she was secretly happy in her heart.

Dongji Palace and Yuan Ming broke up, and Yuan Ming could only stand on her side.

"Palace Master Ouyang, Deputy Palace Master Huangfu, look." Fairy Yunluo reminded her with thoughts in her mind.

Huangfu Jue and others looked in the direction pointed by Fairy Yunluo, and they were suddenly shocked and angry.

The three parties of Heishamen, Luojia Mountain and Bilongtan all boarded the stone bridge that Yuan Ming walked on and rushed towards the opposite side.

"Let's go too." Ouyang Qiang said, leading everyone in pursuit.

However, everyone in Dongji Palace was a step too slow after all. By the time they stepped onto the stone bridge, the other three parties could no longer see their shadows.

After boarding the bridge, Ouyang Qiang pointed at an old man in gray robes and said, "You are good at local magic and have a lot of protective equipment with you. You will take the lead and we will support you from behind."

"Palace Master, although I am good at folk arts, my body is not flexible enough, so I am afraid it will be difficult for me to hold a big position." When the old man in gray robe heard this, his face suddenly changed and he said in a bitter tone.

"Stop talking nonsense. You have done a good job in exploring the road. You will be rewarded if you go back. If you refuse to go, I will kill you now." Ouyang Qiang's face was gloomy and she was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

"Elder Ding Yuan, don't make the palace master angry, and go quickly." The tall masked elder immediately urged.

"Yes! With us supporting you, there will be no problem." Another short masked elder also comforted.

As long as they are not allowed to go first, they don't care about the life or death of the old man in gray robe.

The old man in gray robe had an ugly expression on his face, but he knew that he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk towards the bridge.

The others followed, a few feet apart.

None of them dared to walk too fast, and quickly advanced twenty or thirty feet.

As a result, not long after walking, the red mist on the bridge in front suddenly became several times thicker. The figure of the old man in gray robe disappeared, and the expressions of the others changed and they stopped.

"Don't stop, keep moving forward!" Ouyang Qiang also frowned slightly and whispered.

Only then did the rest of them step forward and step into the thick red mist.

The visibility in the rich red color was very low, and only a few feet away could be seen. The group of people walked extremely carefully, holding the magic weapon ready to activate at any time.

At this moment, a shrill roar suddenly came from the front.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw a figure whose whole body was burning with flames, rushing towards them like crazy.

Standing at the front were the two masked elders. Without any hesitation, they raised their hands and launched two gleaming magic weapons at the same time, hitting the flaming figure's head and chest one after another.

With a muffled sound of "bang bang", the burned figure was knocked to the ground and lay in front of them.

"It's Elder Ding Yuan, it's Elder Ding Yuan..." The tall masked elder recognized him and shouted immediately.

The rest of the people stepped forward to check, but the flames on the figure on the ground were very strange. They were still burning and had been burned beyond recognition.

Ouyang Qiang frowned slightly, and with a twist of her wrist, a fist-sized blue ice bead appeared in her palm.

As soon as the ice bead appeared, a feeling of extreme cold spread, turning into a thin layer of cold mist that lingered around his palm.

Ouyang Qiang held the ice beads in front of her and blew gently at the burning man on the ground.

A sound of "hoo" was heard from the wind.

A cold current rolled up from the ice beads and rushed towards Elder Ding Yuan on the ground.

The cold current swept over his body, and the burning flame quickly extinguished, revealing a twisted and charred corpse.

Ouyang Qiang leaned down and touched it lightly. The charred corpse instantly collapsed like a pile of flour and turned into countless carbon powder.

Everyone was frightened by this scene and looked at the road ahead with pale faces.

"How can there be no danger in the place where the treasure is hidden? We will all remember Elder Ding Yuan's efforts. Elder Yunliu, please go ahead!" Ouyang Qiang's eyes narrowed and he said indifferently.

When the tall masked elder heard this, his eyes changed drastically and he stepped back.

"If you don't go, your end will not be much better than Elder Ding Yuan." Ouyang Qiang glanced at him and said coldly.

"Palace Master, I would rather you kill me than die like Elder Ding Yuan. I'm afraid his soul will be burned away and there will be no chance of reincarnation." The tall masked elder said in a desperate tone, shaking his head. .

"Elder Yunliu, don't worry. You are good at water attribute magical powers. I can lend you this extremely cold ice soul bead. It will definitely restrain the flames here. No one except you can exert the full power of this treasure. As long as you can Lead us through this crisis, and I will give you this spiritual treasure as a reward." Ouyang Qiang did not continue to threaten, and sent the blue ice bead to the tall masked elder, and his voice softened a bit.

Hearing this, the tall masked elder had a flash of hesitation in his eyes. He glanced at the blue ice bead in Ouyang Qiang's hand. After much hesitation, he gritted his teeth and nodded, agreeing.

This is already the best choice he can make.

Taking the Extremely Cold Ice Soul Bead from Ouyang Qiang, the tall masked elder walked towards the bridge with a look of fear on his face.

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On the other side, Yuan Ming was still exploring the maze. He stood in front of a red stone wall, waved his hand, and drew a notch on it.

In addition to the newly carved mark, there are already twenty-eight scratches crisscrossed on it.

In fact, this is the twenty-eighth time Yuan Ming has walked to this stone wall.

Every time he came to this dead end, he would use a notch to draw his previous route. He walked down it twenty-eight times, and never once was completely repeated. He could always return to this place.

Yuan Ming tried to use his spiritual senses to explore the terrain of this area from the beginning, but found that after entering this red space, his spiritual consciousness was sealed and could not be mobilized at all.

In desperation, he could only rely on his memory to take different paths to try to find the right path.

It's a pity that after several trials, I end up on the same dead end every time.

So he tried to use violence to crack it, thinking of smashing all the red stone walls one by one, but he didn't know what kind of material these stone walls were made of, and they were so strong that he could only punch a shallow pit with all his strength. If you advance along the gravel wall, you will soon be exhausted.

He could only try again and again, but the result was still nothing.

Yuan Ming stared at the route map carved on the wall with some frustration, trying to find clues to crack the maze.

After looking at it for a while, Yuan Ming suddenly frowned and felt that he might be looking in the wrong direction.

He walked forward, pressed his palms against the red wall, and felt it carefully. Sure enough, he felt a breath similar to that of the flame beast.

Yuan Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, with a smile on his face.

He immediately turned his wrist and took out the black Yanhuang Ruyi Stick.

Mao Yi said before that the Yanhuang Ruyi Stick is the spiritual treasure of the Yanhuang old man and the key to the Yanhuang Mausoleum. So the clues through this maze space may also be in this treasure.

Yuan Ming had a hint of expectation, holding the Flame Emperor's Ruyi Stick in his hand, and swung it towards the red stone wall.

The moment the top of Yan Huang's Ruyi Stick hit the stone wall, Yuan Ming felt a stream of heat flow from the stick in his hand and enter the red stone wall.

A bright yellow light suddenly lit up on the stone wall, swimming along the wall like a fish.

"It really worked!" Yuan Ming's eyes lit up and he immediately followed.

But when the Flame Emperor Ruyi Stick in his hand left the wall, the light quickly disappeared.

Yuan Ming immediately punched the Yanhuang Ruyi Stick up again, and sure enough, the bright light appeared again and continued to float along the wall, swimming towards the front.

He followed up again, this time without letting the Yanhuang Ruyi Stick leave the wall, he just pressed on the wall and slid to follow.

After following that bright light for an unknown amount of time, Yuan Ming finally stopped on a stone wall that was also a dead end road.

The bright yellow light suddenly became larger and turned into a ripple-like arc of light, which continued to spread and flash on the wall.

Yuan Ming stepped forward, held the Yanhuang Ruyi Stick in his hand against the center of the arc of light, and pressed down hard.

A piercing feeling came. Yuan Ming fell forward and hit his head into the arc of light on the wall. His figure disappeared as soon as he entered.

The arc of light on the stone wall also disappeared and returned to its original appearance.