"ah!"

As soon as Ying Fu Hao touched the fire, he felt a burning pain at his fingertips, followed by Zhou Hui's screams in his ears!

He quickly came to his senses and subconsciously withdrew his fingers.

Looking sideways, I saw that after Zhou Hui touched the fire, blue flames instantly exploded and attached to his entire arm!

Zhou Hui rolled on the ground in pain, screaming in agony. He tried desperately to put out the flames on his body, but before he could do anything, the green flames had already engulfed Zhou Hui completely.

In just a few breaths, Zhou Hui was burned to ashes!

This flame is so powerful!

Ying Fuhao looked at the spark on his fingertips with a look of fear on his face.

He didn't care about anything else. After using his spiritual power to cast a barrier, he quickly sat down cross-legged, trying to force the Qingluan True Flame that was surging into his body out of his body.

But this trick didn't work. He had no choice but to use his spiritual power to suppress the spreading Qingluan True Flame to prevent himself from ending up like Zhou Hui and being burned to death.

"call!"

Jiang Deng exhaled a breath of foul air. The duration of his sword move had expired, and the Qingluan True Flame in the air automatically extinguished.

Feeling that the chaotic power in his dantian was almost gone, Jiang Deng quickly took out a Hundred Herb Pill and swallowed it, and the chaotic power began to recover rapidly.

This was the first time she used this sword move, and she didn't expect it to be so powerful. Its power was no less than another sword move she created!

Huh? There seems to be a light in that pile of ashes on the ground?

Jiang Deng's gaze was fixed on Zhou Hui's ashes, and a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes. Could it be that such a evil person could burn out relics?

Walking forward and clearing away the ashes, Jiang Deng found a handful of spirit stones, exactly one hundred top-grade spirit stones.

Really good!

After picking up the spirit stone, Jiang Deng turned his gaze to Ying Fuhao, who was sitting cross-legged and regulating his breathing.

Previously, this person had offered her three thousand high-grade spirit stones in order to compete with her for the ghost face...

Jiang Deng couldn't help but lick the corner of his lips, tiptoed towards Ying Fuhao, and spread the power of chaos throughout his body. Without attracting Ying Fuhao's attention, he easily entered the barrier he set up.

Looking at the storage bag tied around Ying Fuhao's waist, Jiang Deng decisively reached out his hand!

However, just as Jiang Deng touched the storage bag, Ying Fuhao finally suppressed the Qingluan True Flame.

Who could have thought that that tiny bit of Blue Luan True Flame would consume all of his spiritual power, and it couldn't even be dissipated, it was only suppressed.

If he encounters the Blue Luan True Flame again in the future, the combination of the two will only make him burn faster!

After letting out a long sigh, Ying Fuhao opened his eyes, and then he and Jiang Deng, who had taken his storage bag, looked into each other's eyes.

"You little thief, you're looking for death!"

Ying Fuhao was very angry and decisively slapped Jiang Deng on the head!

Fortunately, he had lost all his spiritual power, and this palm strike only used the strength of his physical body. Jiang Deng easily dodged it by turning his head. However, the palm wind lifted the curtain, revealing Jiang Deng's face hidden behind the veil.

It was Ye Guchen’s face!

Ying Fuhao's eyes widened in surprise. Wasn't Ye Guchen's soul lamp extinguished? How could he appear before him again?

"You, you are not Ye Guchen, tell me who you are!"

Ying Fuhao quickly realized that this person had bought the ghost mask. As long as she had seen Ye Guchen, she could disguise herself as Ye Guchen. No wonder she had a man's face but a woman's body.

Jiang Deng took two steps back, secretly feeling relieved.

Fortunately, she was well prepared and transformed into Ye Guchen's face in advance. She was not embarrassed at all when she was caught, but instead looked upright.

"My dear grandson, I am your grandma. Come and say hello. I will give you a big red envelope."

"You! Shameless!"

Ying Fuhao was so angry that he almost fainted. Before he could react, Jiang Deng had already slipped away.

All that was left was Ying Fu Hao and ashes on the ground.

Thinking of the face he saw when he opened the lid of the door, Ying Fuhao gritted his teeth and began to speculate secretly.

"As for women... there are very few female cultivators here. She might actually be at the Nascent Soul stage, but is just pretending to be at the Core Formation stage to trick me. Otherwise, why are her sword moves so powerful?"

"She is very likely a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage! Could this person be... Si Mian?"

Yes!

This month, the Jinshi Auction House sent two invitations to the Jile Sect. One was taken by him, and the other was taken by Si Mian, the head of the Baihua Hall.

This Si Mian had always been against him. He had once asked for a few furnace tripods, but Si Mian refused to give them to him no matter what...

I didn't expect that I would compete with him for the ghost mask again this time!

With all the new and old grudges piled up, Ying Fuhao couldn't help but clench his fists, his eyes flashing with hatred. "It's that bitch Si Mian again! Just wait for me!"

——

The next morning.

Jiang Deng arrived at the gate of the Paradise Palace.

Unlike the Taichu Sword Sect which is located on the peaks, the Jile Fairy Palace directly occupies a city. It is filled with pavilions, towers, carved beams and painted buildings, and rich spiritual energy, just like a fairy palace.

Although it is only the second largest sect in Feiran Spiritual Realm, it is much more luxurious than the Taichu Sword Sect, which is ranked first!

but……

Jiang Deng looked around and saw thousands of disciples dressed in the uniforms of the Paradise Palace, all standing at the palace gate looking up, as if they were waiting for someone.

Seeing this, Jiang Deng couldn't help but touch his nose and muttered to himself, "I didn't say I was coming early, so they shouldn't line up to welcome me, right?"

“It’s so funny!”

The Bliss Sect disciple guarding the gate laughed out loud, "Who are you to be welcomed by us?"

Jiang Deng straightened his back and said proudly, "The Taichu Sword Sect is here to participate."

Hearing this, another disciple guarding the gate stared at Jiang Deng suspiciously, "But the people from the Taichu Sword Sect arrived yesterday..."

Jiang Deng took out the identity jade token issued by the Taichu Sword Sect and showed it to them. "Whether it's true or not, you'll know once you take a look."

The two disciples looked up and saw a light blue jade token, which was completely different from the ordinary white jade tokens of ordinary disciples.

"Hahaha!"

They were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. "If you want to forge something, at least make a disciple jade token. Who would believe a peak master jade token?"

"If you were the Peak Master of the Taichu Sword Sect, I'd be the Young Palace Master of the Blissful Palace. Hahaha! This is hilarious!"

Jiang Deng's eyes gradually showed a hint of impatience. "Is there a possibility that I am really the master of the Taichu Sword Sect?"

The two disciples looked at each other and then laughed even louder.

Jiang Deng: “…”

How come these disciples of the Paradise Palace are even more annoying than Ying Ziru?

Just as Jiang Deng was about to deal with the two without hesitation, a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind him, "She is indeed the Peak Master of the Taichu Sword Sect. Why don't you two meet Peak Master Jiang?"