Seeing that Master Wuxiang suddenly attacked him, Hong Yuanhua's brows furrowed instantly, and at the same time he used his magic power to resist the power from a true immortal.

Hong Yuanhua was not frightened by Master Wuxiang's sudden attack. Instead, he quickly calmed down and said calmly, "I am here to guard Shenyun Mountain by the order of the Mountain God of Broken Realm. No one can drive me away except the Mountain God of Broken Realm."

"Hahaha!" Master Tieyi laughed heartily, then said to Hong Yuanhua with a look of sarcasm, "You're clearly a crane, yet you insist on being a dog. You can't be a good dog, either. Why don't you try to contact your mountain god and see if he can respond to you?"

When Hong Yuanhua heard Master Tieyi's words, his eyes flickered slightly. Could something have happened to the mountain king? Impossible. With Master Weisheng and Lady Wenlin, as well as those heavenly soldiers and generals, how could anything have happened to the mountain king?

Thinking of this, Hong Yuanhua calmed down a bit. He looked at Master Tieyi and said, "Master, you are a demon immortal who has attained enlightenment for a long time. Is it possible that you can only speak such vulgar words?"

Master Tieyi has been holding a grudge ever since Fang Jian hit him with the King of Thailand's brick. Now that Fang Jian is dead, he naturally wants to vent his anger.

Hearing Hong Yuanhua's response, Master Tieyi raised his hand and grabbed. A huge eagle claw condensed by magic grabbed from above Hong Yuanhua's head. The sharp claws directly pierced through Hong Yuanhua's protective aura and then pierced directly into his body.

Hong Yuanhua groaned. His Yangshen realm cultivation was as fragile as tofu in front of a True Immortal. The giant claws penetrated through Hong Yuanhua's body and grabbed him. Hong Yuanhua's body was immediately covered in blood.

"Who do you think you are? A dog of the Broken Boundary Mountain God? How dare you teach me a lesson?" Master Tieyi said coldly, "Not only will I scold you, I will also scold Ri Fangjian's ancestors and all his descendants for generations! What can you do to me? Hmm?"

Hong Yuanhua vomited blood, his face was pale, and with one trembling hand he took out the talisman given to him by Fang Jian and injected his own magic power into it.

The surrounding demon lords did not try to stop him, and neither did Master Tieyi. Instead, they watched his actions coldly.

Hong Yuanhua was seen injecting his magic power into the talisman with great difficulty. The talisman flashed with golden light, but then dimmed in an instant and there was no response at all.

At this moment, there was a burst of laughter in the hall, and Hong Yuanhua's heart sank to the bottom of the sea. Something really happened to the tiger!

Thinking of the conversation between Master Wuxiang and Master Lingxu just now, he suddenly looked up and said, "You! It was you who killed the God of Broken Boundary Mountain! How dare you murder a sixth-rank immortal official of the Heavenly Court!"

"Haha, don't slander us. We all stay in Shenyun Mountain and have never left the mountain gate. And your mountain god returned to the Yuquan Peak Mountain Temple more than ten days ago. If he was killed, what does it have to do with us?" King Liejiao said with a sneer.

Master Tieyi looked at Hong Yuanhua and said, "Today, for the sake of fellow Daoist Wuxiang, I will spare your life. From now on, get out of Xihuazhou. If I see you again, I will make sure your soul flies away and you die without a burial place!"

With that, Master Tieyi flicked his finger, and his giant claw instantly flung Hong Yuanhua's body out of Shenyun Palace. Like a kite on a short string, Hong Yuanhua's body flew out of Shenyun Mountain, shrouded in blood, and finally landed in a wide, mighty river.

The wound on Hong Yuanhua's body pierced by the giant claws continued to bleed, and no matter how Hong Yuanhua used his magic power to heal it, it could not be repaired.

As more and more blood flowed, the river water around him was dyed red, and even the blood in his body began to flow out of the wound.

Hong Yuanhua's face was as pale as paper. He coughed a few times and knew that he would not survive this time. At this rate, his blood and energy would be gone in just one stick of incense.

Master Tieyi said on the surface that he would not kill him, but in fact it was just a polite remark.

Hong Yuanhua used his magic power to fly out of the river, then staggered towards Luoyan Ridge. He wanted to inform Master Weisheng of Fang Jian's accident before his blood and energy dissipated.

But just a moment after Hong Yuanhua flew out of the river, a ray of water light rose from the river and followed Hong Yuanhua all the way.

The essence and blood of Hong Yuanhua continued to sprinkle from the sky, and all the plants below that came into contact with the essence and blood of the Yangshen realm cultivators immediately swallowed it up, and then instantly gained at least ten years of spirituality.

The speed at which his essence and blood were lost was faster than Hong Yuanhua had imagined. He had only flown for less than a cup of tea when he fell to the ground, his face pale and withered, and he was staggering and could no longer hold on.

Just as Hong Yuanhua was about to fall and die, a ray of water light instantly fell on Hong Yuanhua, and then actually pulled Hong Yuanhua back to his state.

Hong Yuanhua was shocked and looked down at the wound that was still bleeding, but he felt that the magic power in his body was very abundant.

At this moment, a vigorous voice rang out in Hong Yuanhua's ears: "Daoyou, don't worry. I am the 6,000-li 'Xiao'er River Water God'. I am now gathering the power of water essence and attaching it to your body. It is enough to sustain your life for an hour. Daoyou should hurry on your way."

Upon hearing this, Hong Yuanhua immediately turned around and saw that there was indeed a faint water vapor rising from the Xiao'er River hundreds of miles away from Shenyun Mountain between heaven and earth, connecting with his physical body.

Hong Yuanhua made up his mind and without hesitation, he immediately activated his magic power and flew towards Luoyan Ridge at full speed.

...

Just when Hong Yuanhua was driven out of Shenyun Mountain and dragged his broken body to Luoyan Ridge, Fang Jian's soul had already entered the mountain god's abode.

At this moment, Fang Jian's soul was enveloped by the mysterious yellow energy, and everything except his body was safe and normal.

When Fang Jian saw the state of his soul, he knew that his physical body had fallen, but he was not panicked at all.

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