Chapter 717 You are living a comfortable life!

If it's so hard for him, what about others?!

Not long after, a figure landed beside Huang Shiren. Turning around, he saw a phantom dressed in white. From its appearance, one could see some resemblance to Huan Du Luolan.

Huang Shiren understood in his heart that this person was the legendary Poison Queen, Huandu Xingzhen.

Huang Shiren clasped his fists and saluted, saying "Senior."

Huandu Xingzhen seemed not to hear anything and stared blankly at the thick fog outside the circle.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a bell rang, and the buzzing sound waves passed through the barrier.

Visible fluctuations in the entire space slowly spread out.

Huang Shiren's face turned pale instantly. He took out the Wuding Flying Ring to block it, but he watched helplessly as the bell wave passed through his body and nothing happened.

Turning around, he discovered that the power of heaven and earth of Wuhuang Mountain was surging, blocking the aftermath for him.

"Thank you, senior."

Huan Du Xing Zhen still seemed to have heard nothing.

For three consecutive days, the sound of fighting continued. Except for the first day when the fighting became more intense, the fighting gradually became less lively in the remaining two days.

Only occasionally could the sound of fighting be heard, leaving Huang Shiren unsure of the situation outside. He could only sit on the top of the mountain and wait.

Early in the morning of the fourth day, Huan Du Qingtian arrived and stood on the top of the Five Witch King Mountain. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking outside the circle with an extremely solemn expression.

suddenly.

Countless colorful mists surged and continuously hit the barrier, turning into the breath of heaven and earth and entering Wuhuang Mountain.

The colorful mist gradually dissipated, revealing a pitch-black coffin from the mist.

The speed of the imperial coffin was not fast. After the coffin was completely revealed, it slowly crossed the abyss barrier and landed back on the cart behind Huang Shiren.

The wind that blew up had a medicinal scent that was very pleasant.

Huang Shiren's heart skipped a beat. He was very familiar with this smell. It was the smell of Murong Ji's blood. He glanced at Huan Du Qingtian calmly and saw that his expression was still solemn.

Huang Shiren also pretended not to smell it and appeared extremely calm.

Turning around, he saw various traces of attacks on the health-preserving coffin. Some of the attacks almost split the coffin in half, which showed how dangerous it was at that time.

Huang Shiren could no longer maintain his calm and composed expression, and his face turned pale with fear.

The marks on the coffin were slowly healing, except for the vertical mark, which was healing slower. The golden array pattern inside kept flowing, making the health-preserving coffin become harder and harder.

It was still the Tianmen Curse, and Murong Ji had almost made many changes to it.

"Master...master?"

"Nothing, don't worry."

Huang Shiren's expression looked better then.

"Junior will take his leave." Murong Ji suddenly said from inside the coffin.

Huang Shiren transformed back into his original form, got on the cart, and without saying a word, walked towards the foot of Wuhuang Mountain.

Huan Du Qingtian stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Huang Shiren's gradually disappearing figure with a serious expression, an inexplicable look on his face.

[He... has become stronger again.]

Suddenly, a voice was heard. The woman's voice was gentle and lively. One could tell from her voice that she was a restless person when she was young, but she became more stable as she got older.

The voice of this speaker was just like Tushan Honghong's, similar to the means of harmony between heaven and earth.

Huandu Qingtian came back to his senses and looked at the phantom with a tender face. He said with some emotion: "Yes, it has only been a few years, and he has become stronger again. He has the strength of the Demon King. He is really favored by heaven and earth."

Inside the coffin.

Murong Ji looked at the Tianji Seal in front of him and the lamp in the Tianji Seal. The speed of the formation became much faster and the Samadhi True Fire became more vigorous.

"Is this... a furnace?" Tushan Rongrong bent over and put her face close to the Tianji Seal. This furnace was very strange.

Murong Ji nodded, "Yes, it does. Its main function is to melt the mist outside the circle. Secondly, it blocks all kinds of energy transmitted from outside the circle."

Looking at the increasing amount of fog, Murong Ji frowned slightly, "This Heaven Secret Seal is a little difficult to hold on to."

Then, with a flip of his hand, Murong Ji took out another Tianji Seal Array Platform that was more than two meters high, put it on the outside, and let in the thick fog outside the circle.

The Samadhi True Fire almost devoured the original Heavenly Secret Seal, and the smelting speed was even faster.

Outside the circle is a place with extremely rich resources and minerals. In fact, this kind of fog that contains the breath of heaven and earth is also extremely rare.

It also carries a part of the power of heaven and earth outside the circle. If you can make some use of it, you will make a fortune.

The sacred volcano village.

Dongfang Huaizhu put down the bamboo pen in his hand and looked out the window. In the endless sky, a few dark clouds slowly floated across. The weather was indeed going to change. Her petal-like red lips slightly opened, she exhaled a breath of foul air, and gently placed her hands on her abdomen, her face full of tenderness.

Last night I dreamt of her child, who had an icy face.

She is very satisfied with the current result. It is a happy thing to be able to have children with the person she loves.

He sealed the letter on the table, called over a disciple of the Wang Quan family, and asked him to pass the letter back.

Then, he slowly stood up, walked out of the yard, and stared at the gate in a daze.

She is the only one left in the huge Shenhuoshan Villa. Without her younger sister around, she feels a little lonely.

The people from Wang Quan's family who stayed here were nominally there to prevent problems on the human border, but in reality, they were there to prevent the disciples of Shenhuoshan Villa from becoming desperate.

It also gave her some confidence.

Unconsciously, a look of sadness flashed across Dongfang Huaizhu's face. He picked up the bamboo flute, flew up, and flew towards the Huai River not far away.

He landed gently on the dock, stepped onto the boat, and went down the river. Soon he arrived in front of the bamboo pavilion, with a faint smile on his face.

Counting the days, it was almost time for them to meet, and they couldn't help but feel a little more excited.

Waiting here quietly for Wang Quan Baiye to come and meet her seemed to be her only pastime.

Sometimes she would think that it would be good to marry into the Wang Quan family and become the wife of the head of the family. She also knew that she was not the material to be the head of the family.

Thinking of those scheming and plotting, Dongfang Huaizhu felt tired. If it weren’t for the support of the Wang Quan family and Murong Ji’s care.

She couldn't even raise enough money to support the operation of Shenhuoshan Villa.

The reason why she can have so much free time now is that the large number of shopkeepers trained by the Chen family help her control the entire Shenhuoshan Villa and the disciples of Shenhuoshan Villa.

For some unknown reason, the originally arrogant disciples of Shenhuoshan Villa actually became extremely obedient under the management of the Chen family's manager.

Coming back to her senses, seeing that it was getting late, Dongfang Huaizhu flew up and landed in the inner courtyard of Shenhuoshan Manor. In the huge inner courtyard, she was the only one left...

The next day, after finishing all the work, I had nothing to do, so I came to this bamboo pavilion again.

Sitting in the bamboo pavilion, looking towards the direction of Tianxuan City, he was lost in thought.

Suddenly, the biting cold instantly woke Dongfang Huaizhu up, and it seemed as if something was staring at her from behind.

The cold murderous intent disappeared in an instant. Dongfang Huaizhu tried his best to escape to the side. Just as he rushed out of the bamboo pavilion, a gust of hot wind blew past him.

Flying into the air, he turned around and saw that the original bamboo pavilion had been smashed into pieces by a fireball.

That was the place where she and Wang Quan Baiye had an appointment. A flash of anger passed through her mind, and she suddenly thought of something. Her face instantly became solemn, and her heart was beating wildly. Pure Yangyan!

Jin Renfeng!
In a hurry, he looked around and saw a figure slowly walking out from the depths of the bamboo forest. Who else could it be but Jin Renfeng!
The Jin people at this time no longer had the charm they once had. Not only were their bodies in tatters, but their clothes were not much better either.

His originally black hair had now turned gray, a sign of the loss of vitality.

"Junior sister, you are living a comfortable life!" Jin Renfeng said with a cold voice, gritting his teeth. "But I, senior brother... am living a hard life!"

Dongfang Huaizhu was startled and turned around without hesitation and flew away towards the distant mountains.

At present, in the entire Shenhuoshan Villa, no one can compare to Jin Renfeng. Apart from escaping to the mountains, there is still a glimmer of hope. Otherwise, there is no doubt that one will die.

Dongfang Huaizhu secretly resented herself. If she had not been pregnant, she would have fought him to the death to avenge her father!

"Junior sister, why are you running? Hahaha! I missed you so much!"

Dongfang Huaizhu didn't even look back. If he looked back, he would waste time and perhaps he would really not be able to escape.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of Dongfang Huaizhu, and then flames filled the sky and covered the sky.

Dongfang Huaizhu hurriedly retreated. The Dongfang Spiritual Clan was not afraid of the divine fire, but there was a limit. Dongfang Guyue had a lot of cultivation and his fire power was extremely condensed.

If Dongfang Huaizhu's fire power was not pure enough, she would be unable to resist it and would be burned to death.

The flames in the sky were too dense. Dongfang Huaizhu kept dodging, but it was a bit difficult for him to rely on his body skills. He subconsciously protected his stomach, but it became a burden.

He staggered and fell to the ground. Not caring about the pain in his knee, Dongfang Huaizhu looked hurriedly and saw overwhelming flames coming towards him, with the Golden Phoenix disappearing in the flames and rushing towards him.

He was shocked, yet somewhat desperate, and was about to break the mark of the divine fire.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of her.

King's hegemony!

Dongfang Huaizhu felt helpless and a glimmer of hope rose in his heart again.

Wang Quanbaiye used his own cultivation to withstand Jin Renfeng's attack. He also used the Mu family's secret method to withstand Jin Renfeng's fire power and firmly absorbed his hand to his chest.

Jin Renfeng tried hard to increase his fire power, but Wang Quan Baiye's body was like a bottomless pit. No matter how much fire power was injected into his body, there was no reaction.

For a moment, Jin Renfeng was shocked and his attacks slowed down a bit.

Wang Quan Baiye's reputation is extremely loud in the Taoist Alliance. They all say that he has lost his swordsmanship and has become a useless man. But now it seems that this news may not be true!
(End of this chapter)