Celestial being

"In that case, Wan Tianren is hiding his clumsiness. Either he has suppressed his realm in front of me, or he has some powerful life-saving artifact. No matter which one it is, it shows that this person is not only deep-minded, but also has a deep foundation. It’s deeper than we thought.” Wang Fulong sighed.

"Master, do you think he already knows that we arranged all this? I always feel that there is something wrong with the way he looks at me when he comes back. I am afraid that he will attack me at any time, and my situation may be very dangerous. Already." Wei Ling said in a panic.

"Don't scare yourself. If he really has some real evidence, he has already taken advantage of you in the flaming desert and attacked you without supervision. How can he continue to carry out missions with you?" Wang Fulong scolded.

Wei Ling thought about it and felt it made sense, and nodded secretly.

"After he comes back, will you pay attention to whether he has any signs of injury?" Wang Fulong pondered for a moment and then asked.

Wei Ling paused, thought about it carefully, and immediately said, "Yes, he coughed up blood when he came back today. Although he tried to hide it, I still saw it."

"It's normal to be injured. After all, we are facing the Four Owls of the Black River. If he can kill those four people without any injuries, he is no longer a Void Return Stage monk, but a Dharma Phase Stage monk." Wang Fulong said thoughtfully. .

"That Wan Tianren might be a Dharma cultivator!" Wei Ling was surprised.

"Of course not. No matter how suppressed the aura of the Dharma Stage monk is, I can still see the clues. Even if I can't see it, the Lord will not miss it." Wang Fulong sneered and shook his head.

Little did he know that Yuan Ming was not an ordinary monk in the Dharma Stage. He was also a physical cultivator of the All-Seeing Body and a soul cultivator of the witchcraft realm.

The two-pronged suppression of the power of the soul and the control of the power of the blood, coupled with the cover of the immortal tree, even Sima Changqin, the boundary guardian, cannot see through.

"How about it? Are you sure you can kill Wan Tianren if he is injured?" Wang Fulong suddenly asked.

When Wei Ling heard this, his heart tightened, and he quickly shook his head and said: "Master, although he was injured, it looks like he was not injured at all. The disciple knows very little about him, so if he takes action rashly, it would be better if it succeeds." , if it fails, it will undoubtedly lead the disaster directly to our Sunset Sect, which is definitely not a wise move."

Although he said this, what he actually thought in his heart was that he would not risk his own life even if he was killed.

"What you said makes sense. Let's do this. You continue to monitor him for a few days and don't make any extraordinary moves to disturb him. I will find a way to get rid of him as soon as possible." Wang Fulong heard this and did not force it.

"Disciple, I obey." Wei Ling breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to salute.

After he returned to the camp, he saw Yuan Ming sleeping against the tree trunk. He wanted to go up to say hello and check his injuries up close, but when he thought of what his master had said before, he still didn't do anything extra.

Yuan Ming glanced towards Wei Ling and dismissed the round light technique at hand.

And his attention continued to be on the crimson ball condensed on the immortal tree, but he was not in a hurry to pick it. At the same time, he continued to absorb the power of the underground spiritual veins to practice.

Time flies, and three days have passed.

During this period, Yuan Ming's team encountered no special danger except for a few more waves of fire beast attacks, and the group did not notice that they accelerated their pace of exploration.

Wei Ling also behaved very normally. He would even discuss things with Yuan Ming when he needed to make a decision. Although his tone was not particularly polite, he generally respected some of Yuan Ming's opinions.

Except for Wei Ling who took the initiative to find him, Yuan Ming was at the end of the team most of the time and behaved quite low-key.

Two more days passed like this, and the various teams exploring the Sky Fire had become very scattered as they continued to penetrate deeper into the volcanic desert.

Although there are a large number of people in this exploration team, they are scattered in this vast desert, and they are like a bucket of sand and gravel thrown into the sea, without causing much waves.

Similarly, as we continue to go deeper, more and more fire beasts are encountered in the desert. Some of the fire beasts have reached levels three to four, causing casualties to many teams.

As a result, the exploration speed of each exploration team gradually slowed down, and they could only travel about a hundred miles a day. They maintained contact with each other by relying on communication talismans.

Early morning on the sixth day.

The group came to a circular sand dune area and stopped to rest.

Yuan Ming sat down as usual and used the roots of the immortal tree to draw the underground spiritual veins.

In the past few days, he tried his best to rest in places with spiritual veins underground.

After a few days, his cultivation level has not improved much, but the red ball on the immortal tree has grown several times in size, and there is a faint feeling that it is about to break out of its shell.

"It seems that this red ball is about to transform. I wonder what it will become?" Yuan Ming secretly looked forward to it.

"Master, it's already the sixth day. Since we have determined that Wei Ling is an accomplice of the Four Black River Owls, why don't you capture him and still follow him everywhere?" Lei Yu's voice sounded in Yuan Ming's sea of ​​consciousness.

"No hurry, wait a moment." Yuan Ming replied via voice message.

"What are you waiting for?" Lei Yu was puzzled.

Yuan Ming smiled and said nothing, it was just a Wei Ling, it was not worth mentioning, he could arrest it anytime he wanted.

The reason why he left this person untouched was because he wanted to see Sima Changqin's subsequent actions.

After advancing to the Dharma phase, Yuan Ming is no longer the little guy who was chased around before. If Sima Changqin wants to play, he will definitely accompany him.

Moreover, if he catches Wei Ling and leaves now, he will really lose his sight. He has to guard against both the treasure hunting team and the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom, and the gain outweighs the loss.

"You can do whatever you want, but master, can you let me out, and I'll help you find out the news. It's really boring to stay in Shura Palace all day." Lei Yu said.

"No, the people from the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom are now in the Fire Rock Desert. You will be treated as a monster from the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, which is very dangerous." Yuan Ming refused.

"Okay." Although Lei Yu was unwilling to give in, he also knew that Yuan Ming was telling the truth and no longer insisted.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming closed his eyes and urged the roots of the immortal tree to absorb the underground spiritual veins.

At this moment, a golden-eyed falcon that was patrolling high in the sky suddenly folded its wings and fell straight down from the high sky.

Immediately afterwards, a Nascent Soul monk in the team shouted at the top of his voice:

"There is an enemy attack!"

This shout tore through the silence of the early morning, immediately alerting everyone who was already a little relaxed.

They had made an agreement when they set out. If they encountered a monster attack, they would usually shout "monster attack" directly. If the situation was unknown, they would usually shout "there is a situation". Only when encountering an enemy attack, they would directly shout "enemy attack". .

After entering this flaming desert, their only enemies are naturally the monsters from the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom.

Yuan Ming had been distracted by exploring the underground spiritual veins and trying to find out the distribution patterns of the underground spiritual veins, so he did not pay too much attention to the situation in the outside world.

When he turned to look in the direction of the enemy, he saw only hundreds of spears made of yellow sand in the sky, covering them like a rain of arrows and falling towards them.

"Form up and meet the enemy." Wei Ling shouted loudly and at the same time, he swayed and came to the front of the team.

I saw his sleeves trembling, a loud "crash" sound was heard, and two green whirlwinds twisted like dragons, soaring high into the sky, and were involved in the rain of sand spears and arrows.

Amidst the bursts of explosions, all the sand spears broke off and turned into dust.

Hundreds of feet away behind the sand, more than a hundred tall figures emerged, but they were lizard men covered in hard scales and trailing long tails behind them.

Their heads are broad and their necks are thick, connected with their bodies, almost indistinguishable. Each of them is bare-chested and wearing dark brown trousers with their tails exposed. They stand on the sand dunes in the distance, staring with bulging eyes. The pupils formed two vertical slits, looking this way from a distance.

"Is this the demon clan from the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom?" Yuan Ming came to Wei Ling and asked.

"The Sand Lizard Tribe, one of the thirty-six tribes of the Ten Thousand Monsters Kingdom, is naturally talented in physical fitness. It is also the darling of the desert and a natural assassin." Wei Ling glanced at him and said with a frown.

"Assassin?" Yuan Ming said in surprise.

During this period of time, he was collecting information on the thirty-six tribes of the Ten Thousand Monsters Kingdom. The Sand Lizard Tribe was inconspicuous in the Ten Thousand Monsters Kingdom. He had not yet collected any information on this tribe.

"These guys are good at concealment and sneak attacks. They can blend in with the sand and soil in the desert. Sometimes it is difficult to detect them even with spiritual detection." Wei Ling said, scanning his eyes left and right.

Yuan Ming's eyes suddenly moved slightly and he looked at a spot on the ground. He jumped back and warned: "Be careful!"

Wei Ling jumped high and retreated like a frightened bird.

Wherever Yuan Ming looked, a vortex suddenly rolled inward from the ground. A vortex of yellow light suddenly emerged out of thin air, and then expanded instantly.

In an instant, it was like countless sword lights were twisted out of it, slashing in all directions.

If Yuan Ming and his two men did not retreat in time, they would definitely be involved.

As Yuan Ming retreated, he rolled up his sleeves, and the air wave he brought up pushed the monks behind him back. Although the group fell backwards in embarrassment, they completely escaped the attack of the sword light.

Wei Ling was in mid-air, and just about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt the sound of wind behind his ears. He suddenly shrank his neck and fell down.

A sharp blade of light appeared out of thin air, stuck to the top of his head, and chopped off the square scarf on his head. It also cut off a few strands of hair and floated in the air.

As a cultivator of returning to the void, Wei Ling reacted very quickly. While he was falling down, he flicked his wrist.

Three golden copper coins flew out, golden light flashed in mid-air, and hundreds of afterimages scattered instantly, turning into a rain of money, catching up with and covering the sword light.

The bright sword light had gradually faded away and was about to disappear. The moment it was enveloped by the rain of money, it lit up again, sending out a sword light that dispersed the rain of money.

At the same time, a figure emerged from behind the sword, and it turned out to be a sand lizard.

It's just that his body is relatively thin, and his scales are glowing with green and black light. In his hand, he is holding a bright scimitar that is about the same size as him and shaped like a crescent moon.

This demon's aura is so powerful that it has reached level five.

At this time, the light of the twisting sword on the ground gradually dissipated, and half of the head of a dark red sand lizard was exposed in the sand pit. It looked coldly at Yuan Ming, who was also a fifth-level demon clan.

Wei Ling looked ugly. He raised his sleeves and took back the three gold and copper coins before taking action again.

"These sand lizard monsters don't seem to have any intention of starting a war. Let's wait and see." Yuan Ming stopped Wei Ling.

Wei Ling was startled when he heard this and stopped his hand.

Sure enough, the Sand Lizards on the ground slowly retreated and left here.

Like Yuan Ming's team, they were also pebbles thrown into the flaming desert by the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom. This encounter was like a sudden encounter between two armies of scouts. They were just testing each other's depth, not trying to fight to the death. The need for a war.

Seeing them retreat, Wei Ling also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fellow Taoist Wan, thank you very much just now." He thanked Yuan Ming for his previous reminder.

"It doesn't matter." Yuan Ming waved his hand and didn't care.

Wei Ling felt relieved. It seemed that Wan Tianren still didn't know about his relationship with the Four Black River Owls, so he felt relieved.

"Can you please help me, fellow Taoist Wan, to guard against another sneak attack by the monsters from the Wan Monster Kingdom? I have to report what happened here to the superiors as soon as possible." Wei Ling said with a serious expression and clasped his fists.

"That's right. Fellow Daoist Wei, please do as you please. I will take care of you here." Yuan Ming nodded.

"Thank you." Wei Ling thanked him and left in a hurry.

When he came to a deserted place, he took out the communication array and contacted Wang Fulong.