However, now that he had captured Pan Anbang and obtained Forefather Blood Devil's gourd, Xiao Yi put away his springing Wind Silver Spear and walked in front of Pan Anbang. He reached his hand to point at the acupuncture points all over his body and put away the Immortal Imprisoning Rope.

Then, carrying Pan Anbang, Xiao Yi immediately rushed to the back mountain of the Flame Sect, according to the aura of Duanmu and Chun Yin.

However, before arriving, Xiao Yi heard a shout. It came along with the radiance of magic treasures all over the sky, and the strong fluctuations of spiritual force generated by the collision of the magic treasures.

The battle was much more intense than what he had just experienced.

With a thought in his mind, Xiao Yi immediately reached out to his Divine Awareness and carefully looked at the radiance of the magical treasures. He found a strange restriction on the back mountain, and there was already a sea of fire inside the restriction.

Chen Yuanyuan was confined at the center of the altar. Beside Chen Yuanyuan, there was a sixty-feet-tall ink-green long banner.

The ghastly green flame was continuously coming out of the banner and pouncing on Chen Yuanyuan.

Chen Yuanyuan's Nascent Soul Realm had already left her body and was hanging high above her head. She controlled a flying sword and tried her best to resist the green flame around her. The body below her had obviously suffered severe injuries. It was indeed in a precarious situation.

At this moment, Duanmu was holding the scythe in his hand and fighting with seven Sky-ghosts.

His skill of using the scythe had almost reached the extreme. As the scythe shook, pieces of light energy swept up. Each piece was about three meters long, like a stripe. Facing the siege of seven Sky-ghost, it wasn't at a disadvantage.

However, when Xiao Yi looked at Chun Yin again, she was in a bit of trouble. A flying sword was perfectly used by her. However, she was obviously suppressed by the person on the other side. It was already showing that she was no match for the other side.

Xiao Yi's heart throbbed. He couldn't help but carefully examine the person on the other side of Chun Yin.

Xiao Yi was greatly shocked.

The man turned out to be an acquaintance. To be exact, he was an enemy who had dealt with him twice.

It was none other than the red-faced cultivator from the Yinfeng Sect.

Later, he heard from Xiao Na that the red-faced cultivator was called Chou Shitong, nicknamed Sorrowful Ghost.

On that day in the Arctic Immortal Abode, Xiao Yi happened to seize the Immortal Mansion by chance. Under the restriction of the Immortal Mansion, several old monsters were suppressed. Luo Yin was highly cunning. Even the Utmost Wolf King was hit in the way by him. The fat monk cultivator of the Yinfeng Sect's body was even destroyed, and only his Nascent Soul Realm escaped, which was a heavy loss.

Only the red-faced cultivator had long since escaped without anyone noticing.

At that time, Xiao Yi had felt that this person would definitely be a big trouble in the future.

Now, after looking at him up and down, Xiao Yi found that Gui Jianchou's cultivation level had reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm Realm. Moreover, there was a faint sign that he had broken through the late stage. His cultivation level had improved greatly compared to when he saw him in the Arctic Immortal Abode.

This surprised Xiao Yi, and he also completely understood whythis man retreated in a hurry at that time. Obviously, he had found some pills that could improve his cultivation, and he quietly took them. So when Xiao Yi counted the goods in the Immortal Mansion later, there were only some low-level pills left.

In addition, it was obvious that this guy was fortunate that day. Besides the ultimate-grade medicinal pills, he also had a lot of benefits in magical treasures.

At this moment, the Black Dragon Ring in his hand was about three meters long. It was shining with cold light and had a sharp blade. Driven by the power of worldly wisdom, it burst out a shocking coercion, which sounded like the roars of dragons. It was obviously an Immortal Weapon.

It was no wonder that he would slip away quietly. If it were anyone else who got so many benefits in front of a group of old monsters, he would also take the opportunity to escape with treasures.

Now, with the Black Dragon Ring immortal weapon in hand, and his cultivation was more than half a level higher than Chun Yin, it was easy for him to fight against the Chun Yin.

"Hah hah hah, old nun, give up resisting and obediently enter my Seven Magic Flames Array. Together with your junior sister, you shall be the main soul on my banner." Chou Shitong laughed heartily.

"Evil Cultivator, don't be so arrogant." Chun Yin said in a low voice. She took out a small wooden fish as she moved her flying sword. The wooden fish was jet-black and looked very ordinary.

However, with the urging of Chun Yin's True Energy, the wooden fish gave off a strong scent of sandalwood. At the same time, there was a dull thud.

The voice was not loud, but it made the man's heart tremble violently when he heard it.

The Black Dragon Ring and the Demon Banner that surrounded Chen Yuanyuan shook, and the green flames on the Demon Banner faded a little.

Chen Yuanyuan's Nascent Soul Realm finally had a chance to breathe. She weakly called out, "Senior Sister!"

"Eh?" Chou Shitong couldn't help but frown when he saw that Chun Yin's treasure had such a miraculous effect. Although the wooden fish looked like a Taoist Weapon, this kind of Buddhist magic treasure was the best at restraining his demonic arts. Seeing that the demonic flame was almost gone, Chou Shitong's expression turned severe, and he said with hatred, "Old nun, looks like I can't let you live. Today, you can only go along the path of destroying both your body and soul."

As he spoke, he stretched out his arms without holding anything back. The True Energy in his body surged out and quickly poured into the Black Dragon Ring. He let out a deep dragon roar, and the ring instantly doubled in size, becoming more than six meters in length.

The cold light cut through the air, hurting people's faces.

"Old nun, prepare to die!" Chou Shitong shouted loudly, and the Black Dragon Ring spun rapidly like a giant moon. It spun rapidly and chopped toward Chun Yin.

Chun Yin's Buddhist robes fluttered in the wind. On her weather-beaten face, her eyebrows furrowed tightly. Feeling that immense pressure, Chun Yin knew that based on her own strength, she would not be able to take on the attack from the Black Dragon Ring no matter what. Hence, she involuntarily dashed forward and was about to leap away.

However, Chou Shitong let out a sinister laugh and said, "Old nun, are you going to run away?"

While speaking, a black Flying Sword silently appeared behind attacking Chun Yin, intending to smash the Chun Yin into minced meat.

Faced with enemies from both sides, Chun Yin felt a chill run down her spine.

At this critical moment, he heard a familiar shout, "Stop!"

At the same time, a flash of golden lightning suddenly came and hit the dark flying sword. It hit the flying sword heavily and ingeniously blocked the black flying sword's attack.

At this crucial moment, Xiao Yi arrived and made his move.

Chou Shitong was stunned.

Chun Yin took advantage of this opportunity to rush to Xiao Yi's side.

As for Pan Kun, he had also fled behind Chou Shitong and whispered something into his ear.

Hatred appeared in Chou Shitong's eyes at the sight of Xiao Yi.

He would never be able to get rid of the hatred in his heart.

Xiao Yi killed two of Chou Tong's sworn brothers in the first battle on Smarty Mountain.

In addition, two Sky-ghosts were captured by Xiao Yi.

No one knew how difficult it was to refine a Sky-ghost. After decades of hard work, nine of them had been refined. However, two of them were captured by Xiao Yi.

Now, he saw that Duanmu, the Sky-ghost body, had been transformed by Xiao Yi and that seven Sjy-ghost together could not defeat him. His eyes were red with hatred.

However, when he looked at Xiao Yi's cultivation, Chou Shitong was also shocked.

In Immortal Mansion, Xiao Yi was only a minor character at the late Gold Elixir Realm. Among all these people, it could be said that his cultivation level was the lowest. Who knew that in a short time, Xiao Yi's cultivation level had already reached the middle stage Nascent Soul Realm Realm? Although Xiao Yi was still a little weaker than Chou Shitong, Xiao Yi's cultivation speed also caused him to tremble in fear.

In addition to that, in the past few days, he had also heard that Xiao Yi was the one who ended up obtaining the Immortal Mansion.

Chou Shitong's heart was full of jealousy and hatred, and he wished he could immediately grind Xiao Yi to pieces.

Now, seeing Xiao Yi, Chou Shitong's face was distorted. He had long forgotten to catch the Chun Yin to be the soul on the banner. The enormous Black Dragon Ring pointed to Xiao Yi and shouted with hatred, "Little thief, the heavens have eyes. How dare they send you to me? You are looking for death."

Xiao Yi sneered when he heard this. He slammed Pan Anbang to the ground and said in a deep voice, "Is that so? The Sect Leader of the Flame Sect was also saying the same words when he saw me earlier. What a pity. Ultimately, he was the only one who ended up being captured. It looks like these words are not auspicious."

"Little thief, don't talk too much. Today, you're going to die." Chou Shitong's eyes were wide open. He roared and was about to attack.

However, Xiao Yi raised his hand and said to Pan Kun, "Pan Kun, if you still want to keep your father alive, immediately release Senior Chen and exchange her life for his. As for the grudge between us, let's talk about it later."

Xiao Yi looked at Chen Yuanyuan, who was struggling in the demonic flame and couldn't help feeling anxious. He could not help but say so.

Pan Kun looked at his father, who was standing straight on the ground, and his face twitched. He turned around and whispered to Chou Tong, "Sworn brother, can you first exchange her for my father?"

Pan Kun spoke cautiously. There was actually a hint of coquetry in his manner.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yi suddenly remembered that Chou Shitong was well-known for the dual cultivation in the Yinfeng Sect. His disciples have specially collected women for him. Could it be that this guy also like men?

It was no wonder that Chou Shitong was in charge of the territory of the Flame Sect. Pan Kun had a sworn father on his left and a sworn brother on his right. Looking at the pretty boy Pan Kun and his tender skin, Xiao Yi got goosebumps all over his body.

However, at this moment, hatred had already blinded Chou Shitong's eyes. How could he see Pan Kun's charm? He reached out his hand and threw Pan Kun in the air, shouting loudly, "F*ck you, shut your filthy mouth!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chou Shitong surged in his True Energy and fiercely poured into the Black Dragon Ring. It whizzed toward Xiao Yi.