The Fiery Crow General

  Although Li Chenxi and others all hope that everything that happened in front of them was just an illusion, reality is cruel.

  Lin Feng, who had always been despised and looked down upon by them, was indeed the one who had saved their lives, and he was also the master of Xiao Yan and his three friends.

  Especially the little one who looks fierce like a ancient beast cub, smiled and went up to hold Lin Feng's hand: "Master, is there a reward?"

  This scene made Li Chenxi and others completely desperate.

  They felt their worldview was collapsing.

  A group of people wanted to go up and thank them, but they didn't dare, standing awkwardly in place, unable to move forward or backward.

  Originally wanted to go forward and get closer with Xiao Yan and the others, but now I don't have the face to go over again.

  Lin Feng didn't bother to argue with them either, and smiled at Yang Qing instead.

  Yang Qing's face was filled with a bitter smile. Seeing Lin Feng looking at him, he opened his mouth: "I... you... aren't, senior, I really didn't think of it..."

  Lin Feng smiled slightly and patted his shoulder: "Your biggest problem is not that you're struggling with your cultivation, but rather with your mindset."

  "Be more confident, be braver, and you will find that the road ahead is actually very broad."

  Yang Qing had calmed down by then and sincerely bowed to Lin Feng: "Thank you, senior, for your teachings. I will work hard."

  Lin Feng looked at the four Wind God Sect disciples who were caught by Xiao Yan and others, smiled and shook his head, waved his hand, and the dark cloud flag's black light wrapped up Huo Laojun who was still struggling on the ground.

  "Actually still remembers me!" Huo Ya's young master let out a mournful cry, changing his expression repeatedly, he thought no one had noticed him anymore.

  Joke, Gao Fan's goal from the beginning was Taiyin Zhen Shui, and Wei Huo was just a cover.

  Kelin Feng's goal from start to finish was this Fire Crow.

  To be accurate, it was the intelligence he had about Yu Jing Shan.

  As for the Taiyin True Water, Lin Feng sighed and he wouldn't be like Qin Tao and others, killing everyone here to find the Taiyin True Water.

  Moreover, his current cultivation is not enough to subdue the True Water. Lin Feng estimated that if he could advance to the Golden Dan period, then with the help of the Heaven's Cage Seal, he might be able to temporarily seal the True Water.

  "It's all for now, and I don't know who that lucky person is." Lin Feng smiled: "Let's go."

  Hei Yun Qi shook once, and Xiao Yan and others were all lifted up, flying into mid-air.

  He turned his head and looked at Yang Qing, smiling: "Yang Qing, little friend, we'll meet again someday."

  Yang Qing bowed again: "Being with seniors has benefited me greatly, I look forward to meeting you again someday."

  He stood up straight and watched as Lin Feng's figure turned into a small black dot that disappeared on the horizon.

  Yang Qing's eyes glazed over: "When can I be like the four disciples under Senior Brother, effortlessly defeating strong enemies with a flip of my hand? That young man riding the Flying Qian Beast only has a cultivation base of five layers..."

  Yang Qing let out a sigh, came back to his senses, turned around and was startled.

  A crowd of people were standing behind him, with dozens of eyes staring at him together.

  Everyone laughed and said: "Yang Shixiong, you and that... uh, that senior seem to get along very well."

  "It's still Brother Yang who has a good eye for things, spotting that senior's extraordinariness early on."

  Everyone you have a word, I have a language. Li Chen Xi looked at Yang Qing and smiled slightly: "Yang Shidi, you are indeed deep and not showing this time. Do you know the specific origin of that senior? I've never seen them before, are they also cultivators from our Kunlun Mountains?"

  Yang Qing was surrounded by them in the middle, crying and laughing at the same time.

  He's just a bit mild and weak in character, but he's not stupid at all. How could he not know the underlying meaning of these people?

  Although Lin Feng never showed off his cultivation from start to finish, he was able to single-handedly teach out Xiao Yan and three other exceptionally talented disciples. His own strength can be imagined.

  To be honest, Xiao Yan and others are now at most in the early stages of building their foundation, which doesn't seem like much.

  But unfortunately, the potential and strength they showed were really astonishing, achieving great things at a young age, and the magic they cultivated was even more terrifyingly powerful, easily defeating Qin Tao and others who were one small realm higher.

  At this rate of development, who knows what heights they will reach in the future?

  And they will probably soon reach a height that ordinary people cannot reach.

  Everyone present was from various small sects in the Kunlun Mountains, and the highest-ranking seniors among them were only at the Golden Core stage. They couldn't be compared to those sects with Yuan Ying-stage ancestors sitting in charge.

  This is also the reason why they were previously close to Gao Yun. It's not just because Gao Yun has the highest cultivation and is generous, but also because Gao Yun comes from the Fengshen Sect, which is one of the major forces in Kunlun Mountain.

  Now that Yang Qing has formed a good relationship with Lin Feng, who is as mysterious and unfathomable as the deep forest, Li Chenxi and others can't help but feel both envious and jealous.

  Yang Qing felt extremely absurd and helplessly said: "I don't know where that senior immortal's hometown is or what his background is."

  Li Chen Xi was displeased: "Is Younger Brother Yang still holding a grudge against me for my previous rudeness? Li Chen Xi is apologizing to you here, it's just a small matter, do you have to keep it in mind all the time?"

  "Hey, you've got a good relationship with others, but you don't even bother to help us out, your fellow companions. I never thought you, Yang Qing, would be such a selfish and self-serving person."

  "Whatever, maybe it's true? He takes others as a backing, and others may have already forgotten him in the blink of an eye."

  "It's also normal, a soft egg like him, how can others possibly look up to him?"

  Yang Qing's face turned bright red, he was originally not good at speaking, and being squeezed by these people with one word and another, he was anxious and angry.

  "I..." Yang Qing was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed and he gazed out at the distant sky.

  Li Chenxi and three other foundation period cultivators, although seriously injured, also felt a sense of awe, looking towards the horizon together.

  The clouds at the edge of the sky suddenly rolled away, and a red fire cloud appeared in everyone's line of sight, casting a terrifying atmosphere over the entire scene.

  "Golden Elixir Period!"

  Li Chenxi's eyebrows were knotted into a knot, and when Huoyun approached, everyone's faces changed.

  Huoyun Central is a giant fire crow with a body length of about two zhang and a wingspan of nearly ten zhang!

  The powerful demon of the Jindan period was collectively referred to as a Demon General, and now appearing in front of Yang Qing and others was a Fire Crow Demon General.

  A fiery crow demon stood in mid-air, with rolling hot waves covering the sky and earth, pressing down on Yang Qing and others until they couldn't breathe.

  "Our young master is injured, where is he?" The Fire Crow Demon suddenly spoke in human language, his voice sharp and piercing: "But you humans have hurt my family's young master?"

  Li Chenxi's eyes rolled around and he shouted loudly: "It is a white-robed Taoist with feather clothes and star crown, who has captured the young master Huo Ya."

  "What?!" The Fire Crow Demon Lord's face turned red with rage, his violent magical powers fluctuating wildly, causing the people below to stumble and fall to the ground.

  A pair of bright red eyes stared at Li Chenxi: "Tell me, where are they?"

  Li Chenxi struggled and pointed at Yang Qing: "That Taoist priest has left, this person knows where they went."

  "I? I don't know..." Yang Qing was taken aback, just about to explain, when he was interrupted by Li Chenxi, who loudly said to the Huo Yaoyao: "This matter has nothing to do with us, you only need to take this person away and you can find that white-robed Taoist."

  Yang Qing felt a chill in his heart and looked around at the crowd, only to find that everyone was retreating in unison, making him extremely conspicuous.

  A phoenix-like creature with a handsome face in the sky shouted: "Alright, you human, take me there!"

  Li Chenxi had just let out a sigh of relief when he heard Huo Yaoyao continue, "As for the rest of you, you are all useless."

  A ruthless glint flashed in his small eyes: "No use, go die!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, his wings fluttered and endless flames instantly engulfed Lí Chén Xī and the others.

  "No!" Lei Chenxi shrieked, raising her flying sword in an attempt to resist, but was instantly incinerated by the sea of flames.

  In the eerie laughter of Huo Yaoyao, all cultivators except Yang Qing were engulfed by the boundless sea of flames, wailing in agony amidst the raging fire.

  Yang Qing stared blankly at the scene in front of him, listening to the previous companions' miserable cries, his heart seemed to be grasped by someone, and he was covered in cold sweat, endless fear was devouring him.

  "Be brave, be brave, be braver... Ah!"

  Yang Qing's fists clenched and loosened, loosened and then clenched again, suddenly letting out a loud roar, his hands came together to form a seal.

  His body suddenly surged with a fierce aura, like a mountain flood bursting out, it was the secret transmission of his sect, Yang Qing's only mastered technique, Mountain Flood Curse!

  The mountain flood curse instantly drained Yang Qing's magic, transforming into a water dragon that pounced on the Fire Crow Demon.

  Huā yāo yào shuài qǐ chū bù zài yì, yī gè liàn qì qī xiū shì, zài rú hé cì jī qián lì, yě bù huì duì tā zào chéng wēi xiǎn.

  But Yang Qing's water dragon suddenly flashed a green light inside its body.

  This green light is like a stroke of genius, bringing the dragon to life in an instant!

  Huā yāo yào shuài immediately felt something was off, and let out a strange cry: "This... this is Taiyin True Water?!" At this time, he didn't dare to be the slightest bit careless, his entire body's flames surged violently, and clashed with the water dragon.

  Yang Qingxiu's cultivation was still too low, and the water dragon he had exerted his utmost strength to summon was destroyed in one strike by Huo Yaoyao.

  A huge counter-shock force sent Yang Qing flying directly, heavily crashing into a turbulent stream in the mountains, sinking to the bottom of the water, and disappearing without a trace.

  The amount of water in this mountain stream is nothing in the eyes of Huo Luan, and with just one raise of her hand, she can evaporate all the water.

  But after Yang Qing entered the water, the entire stream suddenly turned green, shimmering with a bright emerald light.

  The Fire Crow Demon Lord snorted coldly: "Consider yourself lucky." In the end, he didn't dare to continue chasing and flapped his wings, flying deep into the Kunlun Mountains.

  "No matter who you are, if you dare to take away our young master, you will definitely die! Without the king's intervention, I will burn you to ashes!"