Just as Li Ming was about to step forward and ask a question, they noticed him. He was such a stranger; what was he doing here?

The third leader waved his hand, telling him to capture Li Ming first.

Li Ming was too lazy to waste words and had no need to be polite with these people. He unleashed his immortal spiritual power, and the spiritual pressure spread throughout the entire mountain stronghold. He discovered several women who had fainted in the rooms.

Take them out and gently place them on the ground.

Immediately, the spiritual pressure subsided, and the mountain stronghold could not withstand it.

Cracks appeared in the ground, houses collapsed, and smoke and dust filled the air.

The three leaders, the scholar, and many bandits knelt on the ground, some of whom had already fainted from the impact of his spiritual pressure.

"Have you seen her?" Li Ming drew Xiaolongnu's appearance. "Answer quickly."

"Yes, yes, that's the woman. She's the dragon. I have her portrait in my arms." The scholar tried to take out her portrait, but he couldn't move it.

With a wave of his hand, the portrait in Li Ming's arms flew out automatically. Sure enough, it was the woman who had fallen into the Yunmeng Sect.

She actually mastered the "Tai Xu Hua Long Pian" and even transformed into a dragon.

The scholar said, "I only recently received the news that this woman has transformed into a dragon and is called the Dragon Maiden. Many martial artists have already gone to capture her. Young hero, I think you should also go. With your strength and outstanding appearance, you will definitely stand out and successfully control this Dragon Maiden."

Li Ming didn't want to talk to him, feeling it was a waste of time. After finding out where Xiaolongnu was hiding, he killed the scholar.

"Young hero, spare my life!"

The three leaders sensed something was wrong and knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.

Li Ming gazed at the azure sky, a gentle breeze blowing, and softly said, "The wind is picking up."

Then a wisp of flame surged and slowly drifted out, spreading like wildfire, burning the sky and destroying the earth, and Qingya Village was instantly reduced to ruins.

"What a huge flame!"

The teahouse owner and his son gazed in the direction of Qingya Village, where the firelight illuminated the sky.

Before an incense stick could burn, a few martial arts figures appeared. The teahouse owner overheard them discussing how Qingya Village had been destroyed, with the entire village reduced to ashes.

The teahouse owner felt a chill run down his spine: "It really is him, a god!"