Journey To the World of Film and Television Chapter 288

Chapter 288 seems to be getting more and more villains

The cooperation between Qin Wuyan and Yun Yilan is just Zhou Ji's guess, but some things don't need to be confirmed at all, as long as there is a reason, it is enough.

Maybe because too many demons and demons have been killed along the way, Zhou Ji remained unmoved in the face of Qin Wuyan's death.

The Immortal Sword in the Palm of the Heart disappeared into the void, Zhou Ji did not immediately turn back to the valley where the Wandu Gate was located, but turned around and looked in the direction of Fenxiang Valley, and disappeared in a flash. After a long time, he hurried towards the mountain gate of Fenxiang Valley. It's just that the breath is restrained, and the makeup and posture are also 70% similar to Qin Wuyan who just left.

Seeing Qin Wuyan go and come back, the guard at the gate looked at each other with a look of doubt, and before the two stepped forward to stop him, he heard Qin Wuyan hurriedly said, "Things have changed, is Master Yungu still in the back mountain?"

The guard next to him shook his head, showing a look of embarrassment, they are just the most ordinary outer disciples, how can they know the whereabouts of their own Valley Master, "Mr. Yan, please wait a moment, we will send someone to inform the inside .”

Master Yan? A gleam of light flashed in Qin Wuyan's eyes, and then it turned into a cloud of prey, and his expression also became gloomy and cold. A slight chill enveloped the two of them, but due to their identities, they still didn't step forward.

Passing around the door for a while, after waiting for a long time, I saw another disciple running quickly, his face pale and panting, asking the guard to let him through.

Qin Wuyan let out a cold snort, then flung his sleeves and entered the door, passing through the front hall buildings that were damaged by the fireball from the sky, the scorched dust was blowing towards his face from the roiling heat waves.

Walking forward, he never saw the guard who had just entered the door to summon him, and now the disciple who was leading the way also became flustered, and seemed a bit panicked.

When Qin Wuyan asked about this matter, the leading disciple's feet softened and he almost sat on the ground. Not far away, an indifferent and almost ruthless voice came from the direction of the pillar of fire, "This person almost delayed the important event, and he has already done it for the great cause of the sect. He did his best."

The look of panic in the eyes of the disciple leading the way was even stronger, as if he had seen something terrible, he fled in a hurry, and as Qin Wuyan walked towards the direction of the rising fire pillar, he saw a disheveled hair with a flying beard in the increasingly hot heat wave. The man in Chinese clothes was sitting cross-legged in front of the pillar of fire. On the dry, cracked and blackened ground, red gullies were cracked at some point, and the ground veins surrounding the breach were connected into a network, forming a dark red mottled formation.

A strand of rags was rolled up by the heat wave, and floated in front of Zhou Ji from the dark red ravine. The rags rolled over, and it could be vaguely seen that they were the clothes of the disciples of Fenxiang Valley. The ravines on the ground that had dried up into black and red had already told Zhou Ji How did Ji that guard do his 'small effort' for the great cause.

"Young Master Qin is in such a hurry to return, but what's the rush?" Yun Yilan stood up and looked at Qin Wuyan, with an inexplicable coldness in his plain eyes, as if even the hot lava burning here couldn't melt it.

Not knowing how to address Yun Yilan, Qin Wuyan's thoughts moved slightly, his face sank, and he said solemnly: "I almost forgot something in the haste I just left. Recently, Elder Duanmu found out that it might be related to the Nine Tails who escaped from Fenxiang Valley. About the fox"

As he spoke, Qin Wuyan raised his right hand and fumbled between his left sleeve, as if he was looking for something.

Before he finished speaking, there was a roar, and the pillar of fire behind Yun Yilan changed from indifference to ferocity and resentment in an instant with him. The flames burst into flames, and countless lava sprayed out, whizzing past with streaks of fire, and the air waves swept across Qin Wuyan's sleeves bulged, and his long hair floated behind him.

Suddenly darkened, Yun Yilan, who was several feet away, appeared in front of Qin Wuyan instantly, and what Qin Wuyan pulled out from his sleeve was neither the key clue that Yun Yilan thought, nor the seven-tailed centipede of the Wandumen Zerg.

It was a sword, a long sword that couldn't be hidden in a sleeve at all.

The bloodshot eyes lit up with a gloomy cold light, like a piece of eternal ice that directly suppressed the resentment and madness in Yun Yilan's eyes. Yun Yilan was already wary of cooperating with the Wandumen, although "Qin Wuyan 'Using the clues of the nine-tailed demon fox back then to attract his attention, but this does not mean that he will completely and unconditionally trust the new head of the Wandu Sect.

The pillar of fire behind him twisted slowly, and the violent power of the earth veins swept towards Zhou Ji like a huge wave under the influence of the dark red blood array on the ground.

Zhou Ji pierced through the huge waves with a sword, but the ground veins are endless. Even if he could block it for a moment with the innate evil spirit of Juexian Sword, at this moment Yun Yilan had already withdrawn and fell back to the other side of the fire pillar. Between the pillars of fire, Qin Wuyan faced each other across the air.

"You're not Qin Wuyan!" Yun Yilan's face was gloomy, and she looked down at the long robe on her chest that was cut by the sharp edge of the sword qi, and there was a faint sword mark on the exposed skin. It had already left him in shock and fear, his eyes fell on the simple long sword held by the other party, Yun Yilan's eyelids twitched, and he said in surprise, "Zhou Ji...!"

The interrupted pillar of fire resumed as before. The gushing magma and flames blocked the sight of the two, but they couldn't stop Zhou Ji's sword.

A bit of cold light passed through the fire pillar, and it was in front of Yun Yilan in an instant, but just before the sword edge penetrated the fire pillar, wisps of dark red light lit up from around the fire pillar, forming an ancient and mysterious ring formation. Huang, containing real fire, swallowed Zhou Ji in an instant.

Seeing Zhou Ji entering the battle, Yun Yilan showed a sneer, his hands were knotted into fingerprints, and he opened his mouth to spurt blood from his heart, and said in a cold voice, "I have heard about your name for a long time, but today it seems like this! It must be that when I was on Qingyun Mountain, I took advantage of the road. Zhenren Xuan took advantage of the chaos to seize the Immortal Execution Sword by attacking his heart with poison, isn't that the same kind of thieves' behavior?"

What responded to him was a phantom of a fire dragon spawned by blood sacrifices of countless human lives. The Eight Fierce Profound Fires, which were supposed to burn the entire world, appeared to be full of evil spirits. The black mist is not at all like the Guzhu of Fenxiang Valley, one of the three righteous sects, but more like a demon than a demon.

"There is nothing better than this."

Yun Yilan stood against the wind, looked at the pillar of fire that was engulfed by fire dragons, and the corner of his mouth raised a smug expression, "There is no need to struggle, this is the ancient Eight Ominous Fire Formation inherited from Fenxiang Valley, it is the legendary evil beast demon **** You can't even escape, if you can get hold of this murderous sword that you stole from nowhere and Qingyunmen's Zhuxian sword, I can spare you and spare your life.”

After the words fell, Zhou Ji in the pillar of fire laughed instead, "Lost the Xuanhuo Jian, and reorganized the evil formation with living sacrifices, can it also be called the Eight Ominous Xuanhuo? If the person who founded this formation knew what you are doing today, I'm afraid I'm going to crawl out of the coffin so angry and stuff you in."

Yun Yilan grinned grimly, thinking that Zhou Ji was speaking quickly, but the next sentence from the pillar of fire struck his heart like a heavy hammer.

"The Xuanhuo Altar that you have operated for three hundred years failed to trap me last time. Could it be that you are still counting on this defective product?!"

"It's you! It's you!" Yun Yilan suddenly realized, gritted his teeth and looked at the pillar of fire in front of him, and said in a ruthless voice, "It was you who destroyed my Fenxiang Valley's century-old plan, let go of the nine-tailed demon fox, and destroyed the Eight Ominous Xuanhuo Formation!" Speaking of this, Yun Yilan's face suddenly changed, recalling the scene of the destruction of the Xuanhuo Altar and the Eight Ominous Xuanhuo formation last time, she immediately understood why Zhou Ji would "stray into" the formation even though he knew there were blood stains on the ground The reason for the pillar of fire.

The best way to destroy a formation is to destroy it from the inside. The current Eight Evil Fire Formation can only transform into a phantom of an evil dragon, which is weaker than before.

Zhou Ji holds Juexian in his hand, and an innate sword light that is not inferior to the fire pillar rises into the sky. He swung the sword across the room, and the earth shook again.

The gullies interspersed with each other on the ground also collapsed and sank, and the huge fire pit of more than ten feet spread and spread, and it had expanded several times in a blink of an eye. Yun Yilan retreated and retreated, watching helplessly. The invisible sword energy and the lava of the earth's veins destroyed it, and I was extremely afraid, and the roots of my teeth were about to bleed.

This man is unfathomable! Don't stay here for long!

Looking at Zhou Ji who was slowly walking out of the void with a sword splitting the flames, Yun Yilan finally understood why Qin Wuyan put down his posture and came to him for cooperation.

Facing such a powerful enemy, except for the legendary Beast God, Yun Yilan couldn't think of anyone who could fight against it.

"Beast God! By the way! Beast God!"

Yun Yilan mingled with the disciples who fled in panic again in Qianshan, and looked at the thousands of years of residence and foundation of Fenxiang Valley with a complicated expression.

In the end, the complexity of the eyes turned into a decision. If the foundation is destroyed, it will be destroyed. At worst, it will be moved to another place for reconstruction in the future, and the disciples of the disciples can be taken in again. As long as he is still alive, Fenxiang Valley will still be there.

Yun Yilan fled all the way to the deepest part of Shiwan Dashan, where there is a place called Zhenmogu Cave, where ancient taboos older than the history of Fenxiang Valley are buried.

Seeing Yun Yilan's fleeing figure, Zhou Ji laughed wildly, passing over Fenxiang Valley with Qin Wuyan's face on his face. Countless Fenxiang Valley disciples who had escaped from their master looked at this figure in horror, among them was the one who had just been given to Zhou Ji. The disciple leading the way couldn't help murmuring, and said the name of 'Mr. Yan'.

After fleeing and chasing, the two went round and round in the 100,000 mountains for more than a month. Zhou Ji was not in a hurry, he still wanted to find the location of Zhenmo Ancient Cave through Yun Yilan, but Yun Yilan felt that The more embarrassing and embarrassing, in his opinion, he, a senior in the cultivation world who has been practicing for many years, is being teased like a cat playing with a mouse by a young man who looks like he is only in his twenties. ?

Even if it was practiced in the womb, it is impossible to have such a cultivation base, right?

In the depths of the Shiwan Mountain, passing through Qilidong, where the most primitive human tribe and the inheritance of witches and Gu are preserved, Yun Yilan did not dare to stay, and Zhou Ji never stopped.

Tracking and anti-tracking all the way, the two passed through the black forest, climbed over seven dangerous mountains, and finally came to a high mountain surrounded by black air and howling wind all year round.

Looking back at the barren mountains where the wind was whimpering, Yun Yilan secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

It seemed that he had finally got rid of that mysterious young man named Zhou Ji, looking up at this bare mountain without a single tree or grass, a trace of fear flashed in Yun Yilan's eyes.

Setting foot here means that there is no turning back. Yun Yilan can't guarantee that after resurrecting this evil god, he can hide it from it and recreate the Eight Ominous Profound Fire Formation, but he has been cornered by Zhou Ji at this moment. There is no other way.

Taking a step forward, a wisp of grass blowing from nowhere whirled past his eyes, Yun Yilan paused, his gloomy eyes suddenly shrunk to the limit, and then he wanted to take half a step back But I felt a burst of extreme danger rising from the bottom of my heart, as if the air around me had condensed.

"Zhou Ji!" Yun Yilan's face was as deep as water, staring at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him. Although he was quite different from the "Qin Wuyan" he had seen last time in terms of appearance and temperament, he still passed the simple and simple handle in Zhou Ji's hand. Long Jian recognized the other party's identity.

Yun Yilan took a deep breath, her clenched fists were bulging with veins, and she gnashed her teeth while holding back her anger. "What is the grudge between you and me in Fenxiang Valley? Why do you push each other so hard?"

"Of course it's because I'm afraid!" Zhou Ji smiled lightly, and said what a vicious villain would say, "Rescue the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox, overturn the Xuanhuo Altar, and destroy you and Shangguan Ce to plunder the aliens and use them alive!" The Eight Ominous Xuanhuo Formation who offered sacrifices have formed such an enmity, if one day you come to take revenge on me, what will you do?"

The corner of Yun Yilan's mouth twitched, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood, "In the cultivation world, the weak eat the strong, and the winner is the king. If you know your strength, how would Yun dare to retaliate."

"I'm not afraid of ten thousand, just in case." Zhou Ji smiled lightly, "I'm more afraid of trouble, so I prefer to nip trouble in the bud." After Zhou Ji finished speaking, he vaguely felt something was wrong. Like a villain.

"Your Excellency, Mr. Zhou." Sensing the murderous intent in Zhou Ji's words, Yun Yilan's face changed slightly, and he forced a smile, begging for mercy, "I can swear to you, if you spare my life, I will take my whole body with you." Fenxianggu is subordinated to the young master, and from now on, he will obey the young master's orders."

"Don't lie in front of the thief ancestor." Zhou Ji shook his head and sighed, "Hasn't Master Yun heard a sentence?

Cut the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze will give birth again.”

Zhou Ji's mouth twitched slightly after speaking, as if he was becoming more and more villainous.

Yun Yilan's smile was restrained, words were useless, the other party's intention to kill was determined, Yun Yilan waved his sleeves, leaped towards Zhou Ji, countless fire crows swarmed out from his sleeves, as if covering the sky and burning the whole hillside into a sea of flames.

Zhou Ji shook his head and chuckled, the semi-finished eight evil fire formations that had banned Xiaobai for three hundred years could not stop him, and the eight evil fire formations that had been piled up with human lives in a year could not stop him. Can the flames out stop him?

"You want to go up the mountain? Do you think the people on the mountain can save you?"

(Thanks to 'Qingran Ruguan' for the reward of 500 coins.)

(It's really convincing. In the past two days, some people in the community bought live chickens, and they screamed all day long. Yesterday at 3 o'clock in the morning until daytime, and today at 4 o'clock in the morning, they started to cry every one or two minutes, and the sound was very loud. Wearing earplugs and closing the windows didn't help, the mood was extremely manic)

(end of this chapter)

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