Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

"Fire Crow Fellow Daoist, let's stop for now?" Zhao Guangnai turned his gaze to Fire Crow Daoist, his tone carrying a hint of negotiation.

Fire Crow Daoist looked at the situation in the field, smiled, as if he was about to speak, but suddenly shot out, pouncing towards Chen Yingxin, who was the most severely injured.

Lu Guangyuan and Xu Yingwu hurriedly controlled their flying swords to block him. Fire Crow Daoist, however, changed direction and turned towards Hong Guanghao on the side.

However, Zhao Guangnai had already anticipated his sudden attack. Two flying swords, one black and one red, pierced through the air, arriving later but reaching first, blocking in front of Hong Guanghao.

"Fellow Daoist, do not misjudge yourself. Xing Guanghan will arrive immediately. You still have time to leave now. If you are late, you won't be able to leave!" Zhao Guangnai shouted angrily.

As soon as these words came out, the few people on the Crimson Blood Valley side were all invigorated, and their momentum suddenly increased by several points.

Fire Crow Daoist acted as if he hadn't heard, wrapping himself in crimson feathers and suddenly blasting a stream of fire forward, directly hitting Hong Guanghao.

Hong Guanghao waved his hand, releasing a golden shield talisman to block the fire stream, and then quickly fled towards the rear.

However, a wall of earth suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his path. He was now unable to break through such a thick defense, so he flew up, intending to pass over from the sky.

At this moment, a half-丈 fire crow attacked from the side, pouncing on him, instantly burning him into a ball.

Hong Guanghao screamed, but reacted quickly, taking out several spiritual talismans and applying them to his body, and a layer of golden light emerged, isolating the raging fire from the outside.

However, after this blow, his injuries were compounded, and after barely supporting himself for two breaths, he fell directly from the air and was dragged into the ground by Zhang Yuanjing, who was guarding below, disappearing without a trace.

Fire Crow Daoist laughed loudly, turned around, and attacked Lu Guangyuan again. Countless small fire crows, each about a foot in size, emerged from the black iron gourd, like a rain of fire covering the sky, heading towards Lu Guangyuan.

At the same time, earth walls rose from the ground on all sides, trapping Lu Guangyuan within them. This was Zhang Yuanjing using the Earth Prison Technique from within the earth.

Lu Guangyuan didn't have time to break through the earth walls, so he quickly threw out several spiritual talismans and sacrificed a golden book, which floated above his head.

Those few spiritual talismans were all middle-grade, low-rank Black Water Talismans. After being activated, they were like inverted streams of water, rushing towards the fire crows covering the sky. For a time, countless flames were extinguished.

However, half of the fire crows still bombarded the golden book without any fancy moves. Violent explosions followed one after another, and fire and thick smoke enveloped Lu Guangyuan.

Fire Crow Daoist didn't even bother to look at the results. While manipulating the crimson feathers to fight with Zhao Guangnai's two flying swords, he also drove a wooden sword to attack Chen Yingxin.

For a time, the few Core Formation cultivators of Crimson Blood Valley were in a panic, and the situation was precarious.

Several breaths later, the smoke and fire dissipated, revealing Lu Guangyuan's embarrassed figure.

His golden book-like magic weapon was as dull as ordinary iron, his robes were tattered, and his aura was also weak, obviously consuming a lot of energy, and he had also suffered some injuries.

Zhao Guangnai's face was flushed with anger, but unfortunately, Ape Thirteen was too fierce. Without the black and red swords, he found it quite difficult to cope.

He roared, "Fire Crow, are you trying to be irreconcilable with my Crimson Blood Valley!"

Fire Crow Daoist said disdainfully, "You were the ones who attacked first. You can't just attack whenever you want and call a stop when you can't win. Since you attacked, you must be prepared to be beaten."

Zhao Guangnai's expression turned terribly gloomy upon hearing this. This time, through Lu Guangyuan's secret arrangements, he had dispatched all the Core Formation cultivators from the valley, originally thinking that he could at least capture Zhang Yuanjing and rescue Guan Yinglong. He didn't expect to misjudge Ape Thirteen's strength. Not only did he not gain any advantage, but he also lost the sect leader, Hong Guanghao.

Especially since Xing Guanghan, who had fought with him for half his life, was about to arrive, he had lost a lot of face.

At this moment, a low and slightly hoarse voice came from the sky: "Fire Crow Fellow Daoist, Xing has no malice in coming here. Please stop and do not harm the harmony!"

Fire Crow Daoist retracted the wooden sword, summoned the black iron gourd, and retreated to the gap on the valley's side. Zhang Yuanjing also emerged from the earth, standing beside him.

Ape Thirteen swung a few clubs, and Zhao Guangnai took the opportunity to retreat, ending this thrilling battle.

Ape Thirteen walked to Zhang Yuanjing's side, looking at him with some shame and fear.

After being "stabbed" by Zhang Yuanjing's divine soul, it suddenly understood many truths in its mind. Not only did it become much smarter, but it also understood that in the partner relationship formed by the Soul Ring, Zhang Yuanjing actually held the power of life and death over it, and it was not just a simple matter of the Golden-Backed Giant Ape voluntarily keeping its promise.

Zhang Yuanjing didn't have time to soothe its emotions at this time. He gave it a few pills and let it heal itself, then looked up at the sky.

The two people who came were Xing Guanghan, one of the two late-stage Core Formation cultivators of Crimson Blood Valley, and Zhang Xuan, whom he was looking for on this trip.

Judging from her aura, she already had the strength of the Foundation Establishment stage. This undoubtedly surprised Zhang Yuanjing. As far as he knew, the cultivation of demonic arts, although the initial progress was very fast, it would take at least thirty to forty years from refining blood to Foundation Establishment. Zhang Xuan had only used more than ten years.

At this time, her appearance was a few years younger and more beautiful than before she cultivated demonic arts, looking like she was in her early thirties.

Xing Guanghan took her flying, without applying any means to her. Occasional conversations seemed to show that this person was quite respectful to Zhang Xuan.

The cultivators in the valley were all Core Formation cultivators, so naturally they saw these situations without missing a single detail. For a time, they were a little uncertain about Xing Guanghan's intentions and remained silent.

Several breaths later, Xing Guanghan descended his flying sword and landed in the valley.

Zhang Xuan's clear eyes stared blankly at Zhang Yuanjing. As soon as the flying sword landed, she quickly walked to Zhang Yuanjing and bowed gracefully: "Zhang Xuan greets Daoist, congratulations Daoist on breaking through the Mysterious Barrier and becoming a Core Formation Grandmaster!"

Seeing that Xing Guanghan did not stop her, but allowed Zhang Xuan to act, Zhang Yuanjing felt a little strange in his heart. He reached out to help Zhang Xuan up: "No need to be so polite. How have you been these days?"

Zhang Xuan smiled: "Thank you for your concern, Daoist. I am fine. Elder Xing has no malice."

At this time, Zhao Guangnai spoke, saying: "Senior Brother Xing, you are not rushing to the Candle Yin Valley to claim credit, why have you returned? Could it be that you want to come back and say goodbye to us? Or are you not confident in obtaining that opportunity?"

Xing Guanghan was tall, with a rectangular face, a wide forehead, smooth skin, and starry eyes. He was wearing a dark red Daoist robe and a jade belt around his waist. Between his gestures, he had an air of dignity.

He glanced at Zhao Guangnai, then turned his gaze to Lu Guangyuan and Xu Yingwu, and finally landed on Chen Yingxin, his expression slightly moving: "Xin'er, are you injured?"

Chen Yingxin hummed and said in a low voice, "A little injury, it's nothing."

Xing Guanghan nodded, and then said to Zhao Guangnai: "Junior Brother Zhao, you must have guessed. I will never give up this opportunity, and no one can take it away! I will leave the affairs of this valley to you. No matter what happens in the future, I will never return to the valley."

Zhao Guangnai pointed at Zhang Yuanjing: "Hong Guanghao and Guan Yinglong are both in his hands, are you not going to do anything about it?"

Xing Guanghan frowned: "I have only been away from the valley for two months, how did it become like this!"

Zhao Guangnai's expression suddenly turned cold, and he remained silent.

Xing Guanghan walked a few steps closer to Zhang Xuan and said humbly: "Miss Xuan, Daoist Zhang probably has some misunderstandings with my Crimson Blood Valley. Please explain clearly and let them release the people."