Firefly Journey

Chapter 410 Ice and Fire (3)

Outside the formation, the bloody battle between the Fire Extermination Alliance and the Fire Cloud Sect's guardian disciples intensified. Both sides suffered casualties, their numbers dwindled, yet the fighting grew ever fiercer.

Lin Yuanran observed Tang Wujie's expression. The sect leader was furious and his eyes were bloodshot, but he couldn't spare the time to personally deal with the traitor.

Once the volcano erupts, the surrounding area will be engulfed in flames for hundreds of miles. At that time, not only will the Fire Cloud Sect be completely destroyed, but innocent civilians in the vicinity will also suffer a terrible fate.

For hundreds of years, the disciples of the Fire Cloud Sect have taken it upon themselves to protect the common people. Even when faced with external enemies, Tang Wujie endured it and put the greater good first.

Lin Yuanran withdrew his gaze and looked at the battle outside the formation.

Both sides suffered extremely heavy losses, with corpses everywhere. Yang Ao went completely mad, his red hair flying wildly, exuding an ominous aura.

Zheng Bafang's situation was not much better. He used all his skills to barely suppress this traitor. He didn't know where this dog learned his skills. In just a few decades, he was able to contend with an elder of a sect!

Yang Ao laughed loudly: "Old dog Zheng, are you out of your depth?"

Zheng Bafang, panting heavily, said, "And how much better off can you be?"

Yang Ao scoffed, "You old dog Zheng's most mysterious spell is none other than the Heavenly Fire Palm. You used it just now, and you can't recover your mana for a short time. But I am not someone an old dog like you can compare to!"

Zheng Bafang's expression changed.

Yang Ao's expression grew increasingly mocking. He chuckled arrogantly and formed a strange hand seal.

"The Three Poisons of Fierce Fire Transformation!"

"First Transformation: Poisonous Fire Possession!"

"What??"

Zheng Bafang's pupils dilated in shock. Of course, he knew what kind of magic this was, and it was precisely because he knew that he lost his composure like this.

More than a hundred years ago, a wicked cultivator in Jiangdong appeared who called himself the Poison Fire Ancestor. He used both poison and fire techniques. The Fierce Fire Triple Poison Transformation was a top-notch evil spell he created by combining the two.

Unexpectedly, after Yang Ao betrayed his sect, he actually became a demon and even took a demon as his master!

“You traitor who betrayed your master and ancestors, how dare you do this!!” Zheng Bafang roared.

Yang Ao, however, paid no attention to his insults. He could curse loudly all he wanted, but soon he would know what it meant to wish he were dead!

The eerie flames, emitting poisonous gas, spread around Zheng Bafang and the remaining disciples, and continued to spread, even affecting the volcanic formation.

It's now!

Lin Yuanran instantly teleported to the front of the Seven Flame Lotus.

The Seven Flame Lotus was chosen because it can gather fire-attribute magic power to amplify the grand formation.

A bewitching fire lotus radiating seven colors floated above the great formation. Lin Yuanran suddenly appeared and took it away, exposing himself to everyone.

"How dare you, you brat!!"

Tang Wujie flew into a rage.

He truly hadn't expected that the volcanic formation would cause so many troubles this year. First, Yang Ao came seeking revenge, and now there's the exchange of disciples to snatch treasures.

"Put down my sect's most precious treasure, or you will be executed immediately!"

"Does Daoist Qingtang know that you've done this?!"

"This is bad! This person must be Yang Ao's mole!"

With the Seven Flame Lotus taken away, the effect of the volcano array weakened considerably. However, it had been continuously outputting power for several hours, so there was no danger of the array collapsing. Lin Yuanran saw this and that's why he made his move to snatch it.

"You all continue to maintain the great formation, I will personally go and kill that scoundrel!" Tang Wujie shouted.

"Father, wait a moment!" Tang Shenglian hurriedly tried to dissuade him.

"What? You know the inside story?"

Tang Shenglian shook her head: "Look in the direction Ario went."

Tang Wujie and the elders looked on with puzzled expressions. Was he going to Yang Ao's side to meet up?

Actually it is not.

Lin Yuanran activated his second teleportation and arrived next to Zheng Bafang.

"Elder, go and rest. I'll take care of these thieves," Lin Yuanran said.

"you?"

"Otherwise what? Do you still have the energy to stop them?"

Zheng Bafang was puzzled, but neither stopped them nor left.

Although the Fire Cloud Sect looks down on rogue cultivators, their suppression of the volcanic eruption was a great service to the people. Lin Yuanran stole their treasure, so he should be rewarded.

The first reward will come from these mountain bandits.

"Who are you? You're just a greenhorn, yet you dare to challenge me?"

Yang Ao has been away from the Fire Cloud Sect for decades, and he doesn't recognize any of the later disciples, hence this question.

Lin Yuanran didn't waste any words: "Do you choose to get lost, or do you want to die here?"

"Very well, it seems you are very confident in yourself. The Fire Cloud Sect is really out of ideas, actually sending a white-haired brat like you out to die."

"The poison is gone!"

The poisonous fire accelerated, attempting to engulf Lin Yuanran.

Lin Yuanran remained calm and unleashed his flames. His flame magic, imbued with the essence of the ancient continent, had become even more formidable after being localized.

The seemingly eerie poisonous fire is utterly insignificant in the face of real flames!

The poisonous fire was immediately consumed upon contact with Lin Yuanran's flames and then rebounded in the direction of Yang Ao.

"Good lad, you've got some skill, managing to break my poisonous fire."

"But things won't be that simple from now on!"

"The Three Poisons of Fierce Fire"

"Second Transformation: Poisonous Fire Dragon!"

……

……

Chu Muyu stared at her shoulder in astonishment, almost lost in thought.

How can it be!

How could she have lost an arm with just a casual lightning strike? Wasn't she only at the Foundation Establishment stage?

"Who the hell are you?!"

Feng Ling said calmly, "I'm not good at answering questions from the dead."

Chu Muyu's face turned extremely ugly. At this moment, the fluctuations of Fengling's magic power were fully exposed, revealing that she was at the late stage of the Void Realm.

Despite being a whole realm apart, he managed to cut off one of my arms. Although there was an element of underestimating him, a loss is a loss, and this humiliation must be washed away with blood!

"Witch, die!"

Chu Muyu screamed in pain, and a peculiar fragrance immediately spread, attempting to envelop Fengling and the others.

"That's a nice name, I like it."

Instead of retreating, the wind chimes continued to move forward, actively entering the area of ​​that strange fragrance.

Mu Jiaoluan wanted to warn Fengling to be careful of Chu Muyu's love potion, but seeing Fengling's calm and composed expression, she didn't say anything.

"Wandering dark clouds in the sky."

"Ominous signs before a rainstorm."

"In the name of Julius."

"Divine punishment descends from the heavens!"

Boom!

A crack appeared in the sky, from which endless lightning surged forth.

The lightning bolts crashed down, swirling around the wind chimes. The invisible and colorless fragrances, struck hard by this attack, desperately scattered and dared not linger near the wind chimes.

To pierce through a soul attack with elemental power?

What kind of monster is that?!

Chu Muyu instinctively felt fear, but it was too late. The lightning domain was expanding and closing in on her step by step.