Chapter 200: Heaven Crying
The other practitioner was wrapped in a black robe, and his face could not be seen clearly, but a strange black aura emanated from his entire body.

From time to time, a whimpering sound like a ghost crying could be heard, which made people feel frightened and difficult to approach.

In fact, everyone else gathered around the other two practitioners, except for this black-robed sorcerer who was standing alone in front of the crowd, as if he was out of place with the other sorcerers.

The other warlocks also looked at the man in black robe with flickering eyes and full of awe.

However, if you observe carefully, you will find that hidden in this awe is a hint of deep disgust.

The other two high-level warlocks gathered together and talked in low voices, apparently discussing how to break the formation in front of them.

After a brief discussion, the two finally reached a consensus, and the tall warlock came to the side of the man in black robes, surrounded by green light.

"Mr. Tian Ku, can we start the action now? The cultivator formation here seems to be a bit more powerful than the ones we encountered before. And according to rumors, there are a lot of Nascent Soul cultivators here. I'm afraid it will take more time to complete the mission."

The Yuanying stage sorcerer spoke to the man in black robe with a smile on his face and a very respectful tone.

"There is no need for us to take the initiative. They are already eager to show up. Let's test the strength of these monks first, and then make a decision."

The black-robed monk shook his head slightly. His voice was hoarse and stiff, even a little unclear, as if he had lost his tongue, making people feel extremely uncomfortable.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the tall and thin warlock's face changed immediately, and he quickly turned his head to look in the direction of the sea of ​​fog, obviously believing what the man in black robe said.

As expected, the originally calm sea of ​​fog below began to churn violently while they were talking, and suddenly split into two, revealing a passage several meters wide.

Immediately afterwards, the light inside flickered continuously, and seven long beams of light shot out. After circling for a while above the sea of ​​fog, several figures appeared. They were Chen Yun and others.

According to the bald-browed man's suggestion, no low-level cultivators were included in this operation. Apart from the two Jindan-stage cultivators from Yuantiantai Valley, only Taoist Chongxu followed closely behind.

After Chen Yun steadied himself, he looked up at the densely packed group of sorcerers, especially the eerie and strange man in black robe, who made his pupils shrink at the first sight of him.

The first impression this person gave him instantly reminded him of Master Xuan Gu who had died at his hands.

Could this person really be a ghost cultivator? Chen Yun's heart trembled, and he thought to himself with increased vigilance.

Before Master Xuan Gu occupied Qu Hun's body, he also exuded a cold aura, and was filled with a strong ghost aura. However, compared with this person's aura, it seemed slightly different. Chen Yun was unable to accurately describe the specific difference for a while.

Just as Chen Yun and others were staring at the sky, there was a commotion among the sorcerers above, and the sorcerer who was entangled by the giant python suddenly turned into a huge fireball and rushed down.

When the bald-browed old man and others saw this scene, they all looked at it with cold expressions, and no one showed the slightest sign of panic.

Unless the warlock is seeking death, he will never rashly launch an attack alone.

As expected, amid the vigilant and dissatisfied gazes of many practitioners, the blazing ball of fire suddenly stopped moving about fifty or sixty feet away from them. However, even at such a distance, the scorching flame still made everyone frown, and a sense of timidity arose deep in their hearts.

"I am the great master of the Fire Worshiping Tribe, Ku Yao. Since I have shown up here, let's first have a contest of magical powers, and then make other plans. Do you want to fight one-on-one, or start a chaotic battle with no number of people?"

In the center of the fireball, a figure flickered vaguely for a few times, and then there was a thunderous sound, which made the surrounding air emit a buzzing resonance, causing the bald-browed man and others to be briefly stunned.

"One on one, life and death are left to fate."

The bald-browed man stared at the figure in the fireball and responded without hesitation.

"Haha! Very good, this is exactly what this master expects. This master will be your opponent in the first round of confrontation. I wonder which fellow Taoist is willing to be the first to challenge?"

The figure in the fireball laughed loudly and even challenged everyone present without any concealment.

The bald-browed man and others were naturally extremely angry. The old monk named Ma had a gloomy face, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes. He then turned into a ray of white light and rushed away.

When the big man surnamed Lu saw this scene, he hesitated a little, but did not say anything to stop it. It was obvious that he acquiesced to the old man surnamed Ma as the representative of the first fight.

In his opinion, among the opponents selected from the four Nascent Soul cultivators, except for Chen Yun who had just been promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, the strength gap between the other three was not obvious.

When Ku Yao in the air saw the white light flying out, he immediately retreated upwards without hesitation. In a short moment, the two monks arrived at the center of the sea of ​​fog and the army of mages, one after the other, and each stopped their escape light.

In this way, both sides can exert their full strength without worrying about the other side taking advantage of the chaos to launch a sneak attack.

"What kind of magical powers does this great master of the Mulan tribe possess? Does he have any special means?"

The bald-browed man suddenly turned to look at the horse-faced monk beside him and asked in a serious tone.

"His fire-attributed skills are extremely powerful, especially the fire snake on his body, which is extremely flexible and hard to guard against. A fellow practitioner in the Jindan stage who once guarded Tiantai Valley with us was entangled by this evil beast and eventually turned into dust."

The horse-faced monk answered with a look of indignation on his face.

"I see. Brother Gu, as far as I know, Haoran Pavilion's 'Haoran Righteousness Art' seems to have the properties of being impervious to water and fire, and restraining evil spirits. Facing this mage, it may be able to gain a certain advantage."

The bald-browed man turned his gaze to the other side and asked with some uncertainty.

"This is unpredictable. If it were an ordinary fire-attributed technique, the Great Righteous Qi Technique would naturally be able to deal with it easily. However, I see that the fire energy is permeating the body of the mage opposite, and he has obviously comprehended the essence of the spiritual fire of heaven and earth. I am afraid that the Great Righteous Qi Technique will not be able to produce a significant effect on this. However, among the few of us, only Fellow Daoist Ma is the most suitable to fight this person. Even if the Great Righteous Qi Technique cannot defeat the enemy, at least it can prevent the opponent from being eroded by the magic fire, and there is no need to worry about the heart fire attacking the heart."

There was a hint of hesitation in Gu Shuangpu's eyes, and he explained slowly.

Hearing this, the bald-browed man suddenly realized, breathed a sigh of relief, and the tension on his face eased a little.

Chen Yun paid more attention to the fire python in the fireball. When his mind moved, his eyes flickered with blue light and a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face, but soon returned to normal.

At this moment, the old man surnamed Ma who was high in the sky quickly made hand gestures, and a layer of soft white light spread out, lightly covering the old man like brocade.

At the same time, the old man opened his mouth, and a silver light the size of a walnut gushed out of his mouth, growing in the wind and turning into a silver ruler.

The ruler trembled slightly, the silver light flickered, and the clear chanting sounded like a phoenix crying in the sky. Faced with such a scene, Ku Yao's attitude changed drastically. He was no longer as arrogant as before. Instead, he crossed his arms in front of his chest, watched coldly in the flames, and showed a mocking expression on his face.

Seeing this scene, the old man surnamed Ma was furious, and he snorted coldly, just about to take the initiative. However, at this moment, a faint voice sounded in his ears, which was so small that it was almost imperceptible, but it was clear to his ears.

The old man surnamed Ma was stunned at first, then he glanced down in confusion, his eyes moved around the people watching the battle below, and finally stopped at Chen Yun. A strange expression appeared on his face.

Seeing this, Chen Yun smiled and nodded to him.

The old man surnamed Ma was confused, then looked up with half belief and half doubt, his eyes fell on the strange python on Ku Yao's body, and his expression gradually became serious.

"The fire python on you is not an ordinary spirit beast, right?"

The old man surnamed Ma's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he asked Ku Yao opposite him in a gloomy tone.

"Oh? You have some vision. The fire python on my body is condensed from the fire spirits between heaven and earth. How can it be compared with those ordinary spirit beasts." Ku Yao was slightly stunned in the firelight, but then he showed a ferocious smile.

Then, his body shook, and the fire python on his body glowed red. It suddenly flew into the air, grew a horn in the red light, and added sharp claws to its abdomen. It turned into a fire dragon covered with shining red scales, waving its sharp claws above Ku Yao's head.

"The fire spirit takes form!"

The bald-browed man watching the fight below exclaimed and couldn't help but yell out. Gu Shuangpu, who was standing next to him, also looked extremely ugly in an instant.

The old man surnamed Ma's heart sank even more. The other party's attainments in fire attribute skills have reached the level of refining fire spirits, which is definitely not something that an ordinary Yuanying stage practitioner can achieve. It seems that this battle will be very difficult.

Thinking of this, the old man surnamed Ma's original intention to fight with only 70% of his strength had long disappeared. Instead, he took a deep breath, waved his wide sleeves, and an object wrapped in five-colored light flew out from his cuffs, spun several times in the air, and landed steadily several feet in front of him, hovering there motionless.

Suddenly, many monks below and mages in the distance cast curious glances.

As we all know, any treasure that can emit five-colored rays of light must be extraordinary.

Chen Yun also stared at the object, his eyes gradually becoming sharper.

The object was in the shape of a slender cylinder, and turned out to be a light yellow scroll several feet long.

As the old man surnamed Ma chanted the spell solemnly, the scroll slowly unfolded downwards.

Surprisingly, there is a seemingly ordinary Bagua pattern drawn inside the scroll.

At this moment, everyone present was stunned.

However, at this moment, the old man surnamed Ma cast a seemingly ordinary spell, the scroll glowed with five-colored light, and an extremely powerful wave instantly burst out from the picture.

Ku Yao on the opposite side saw this and seemed to realize the seriousness of the matter. He immediately pointed at the old man on the opposite side without hesitation.

The fire dragon perched on top of its head raised its neck and opened its bloody mouth.

Endless flames gushed out from the dragon's mouth continuously, and in the blink of an eye, they swallowed the old man surnamed Ma and the Bagua diagram into the depths of the sea of ​​fire.

The bald-browed man and other opponents did not show any worry at all. They knew very well that since the monk surnamed Ma could take out such an important magic weapon to deal with the current predicament, it must have extraordinary power and effectiveness.

As expected, the old man surnamed Ma who was at the core of the sea of ​​fire quickly formed seals with his hands, and the scroll screen in front of him suddenly flipped horizontally upwards, followed by a dazzling white light flash, a strong wind whistled in, and a white column of wind rose into the sky from the Bagua pattern and quickly spread to the surrounding area of ​​more than ten feet.

The surrounding flames were quickly swallowed up by the wind column, and in the blink of an eye, the originally vast sea of ​​fire had been reduced to almost half its area.

Immediately afterwards, with a deafening roar from the old man surnamed Ma, a dazzling silver rainbow shot out from the wind column and headed straight towards Ku Yao on the opposite side, while ignoring the fire dragon hovering above its head.

Obviously, the old man surnamed Ma understood very well that as long as he succeeded in severely damaging Ku Yao, the strength of the Fire Dragon which was connected to his mind would naturally be greatly reduced.

Faced with this sudden attack, Ku Yao remained calm. After a slight twitch of his mouth, he gently waved his hand.

A red, dazzling flying knife flew out from his palm and turned into a blazing red light towards Yinhong.

The flying knife was crystal clear, blood-red, and full of light. It blocked Yinhong's attack in an instant and launched a fierce collision in mid-air.

In an instant, the red light and the silver light intertwined together, dazzling the eyes, and for a moment it was impossible to tell which was better.

Upon seeing this, a cold light flashed in Ku Yao's eyes. He turned his hands over, and the light in his hands suddenly burst out, and two small red flags about a foot long appeared.

He held the small flag high up, muttering something, and the small flag was surrounded by a bright red light. At the same time, two thick pillars of fire gushed out from the flag, and just happened to converge and merge with the top of the fire dragon's head.

A large cloud of fire began to appear gradually, looming in the distance.

"go with!"

As Ku Yao's spell came to an abrupt end, a ball of rich red essence spurted out of his mouth and happened to fall on the fire dragon above his head.

The fire dragon's spirits lifted, and it shook its head and tail and let out a long roar like a dragon's roar, then dived into the fire cloud.

The red fire cloud rolled violently, and then quickly dissipated after a moment.

Seeing this scene, Chen Yun, who was watching the battle below, narrowed his eyes slightly, with blue light flashing in his pupils.

With the help of the power of the Clear and Bright Spirit Eyes, he was surprised to find that the fire dragon was actually hiding in the clouds, swallowing the fire clouds around it with its big mouthfuls.

In a flash, the fire cloud was completely swallowed by the dragon. Its body expanded rapidly, growing to more than ten feet in size like a balloon. Its head was as big as a house, with sharp teeth exposed, looking extremely ferocious and terrifying.

(End of this chapter)