He didn't expect to see a woman in Tsing Yi here, who looked at her age in her twenties, but unexpectedly, her cultivation was so powerful.
He has a good cultivation base. He can see the evil spirit in this place at a glance, and he naturally knows how difficult it is to clean up the evil spirit. I thought that the one who shot here would be an elderly person. Senior, but did not expect to be such a woman.
He suppressed the ups and downs in his heart, suppressed the shock and consternation in his eyes, and looked at the flames under her woman's feet in the wind and rain, his eyes flickered.
If he reads it right, it should be Skyfire, and only Skyfire has the ability to burn this evil spirit. Historically, most of the monks who possessed the life of Skyfire were alchemists or refiners. And what kind of woman would it be?Which one will it be?Will he have such a strength cultivation base?
As for the arrival of the people behind him, Feng Jiu just glanced sideways and then cast his gaze on the willow tree.
The flames on the ground swayed to the center of the willow trees in circles. The ground burned by the flames, not to mention rain, even the soil was scorched and cracked, let alone hidden in the soil. Those roots are gone.
In the air, the unwilling roaring voice has become a little weak, but it is still persistent, asking over and over again: "Who are you? Who are you? Who are you? Who the hell are... …"
Listening to the reverberating voice, the middle-aged man in the back couldn't help but move his heart. He looked at the woman in Tsing Yi, let alone the evil spirit who wanted to know, even he wanted to know who this woman was?
"You have bad luck when you meet me." Feng Jiu said slowly, her voice was cold and indifferent, and as her voice fell, the flames on the ground had already burned to the middle of the willow tree, following the willow tree all the way Climb up.
A faint hissing sound was diffused with strands of black smoke, and then disappeared between the sky and the earth after rising into the air. At the same time, the roaring sound gradually stopped.
Just when the willow tree was completely burned out, the sky that was originally gloomy and contained the stormy sky was gradually dissipating the dark cloud that was shrouded in it. The wind was small, the rain stopped, and the blue sky and white clouds appeared after the storm. , And there is a rainbow across the ruined temple.
At this time, a ball of flames flew over a small rectangular box with a small rectangular box and stopped in front of her.
Feng Jiu raised his eyebrows and glanced, and saw that the so-called small rectangular box was actually a small coffin made of ebony wood.
"So that's the case." It turns out that there is a dark sacred tree holding the evil spirit. No wonder she dared to transform into a willow tree. If she didn't happen to pass by here today, no one would be able to stop this evil spirit. Formed.
Turning her hand, the small coffin of the black god wood fell into the flame. After a while, only the wood scent of the black god wood diffused out of the flame, and finally there was no ashes left. Disappeared in the flames.
She turned and glanced at the ruined temple.
I originally planned to burn the temple with flames after sheltering from the rain, but now the evil spirit has been removed. It doesn't matter if the temple is burnt or not.
She flicked Tsing Yi on her body, and when she was about to leave, she heard the middle-aged man call her.