In the barren mountains thousands of miles away from the Red Leaf Valley, several figures stood on two sides. On one side was Ye Xuan, while on the other side were six members of the Sorcerer Tribe.
Upon hearing Ze's words, the remaining five members of the Sorcerer Tribe could not help but have a slight change in their expressions. Their relaxed expressions immediately tensed up.
On the other hand, Ye Xuan stared coldly at Ze as a murderous intent rose in his heart.
Ze was like a mad dog. Previously, when he was in the Billowing Jade Tribe, he had been targeting him for no reason. Ye Xuan did not expect that he would dare to stir up trouble in front of the other members of the Sorcerer Tribe even after he had left the Billowing Jade Tribe.
It was obvious that Ze's intention in saying these words was to make the members of the Sorcerer Tribe beside him attack him and then kill him.
As for Ze, who was standing opposite Ye Xuan, he could not help but sneer at him when Ye Xuan looked at him. That smile was filled with the joy of revenge.
He took a deep breath and suppressed the murderous intent in his heart. He had been in seclusion to refine Ming Wu's corpse for the past few days and did not know what had happened in the Red Leaf Valley. If he acted rashly at this time, he might just become a scapegoat for others.
He looked at the few members of the Sorcerer Tribe in front of him and said, "Fellow Daoists, I came out this time because I had a breakthrough in my cultivation. I have no idea what has happened. Moreover, I am not from the Demon Clan. Fellow Daoists, please understand."
"Whether you're from the Demon Clan or not, it's not up to you, it's up to us. I don't care why you're here, but since you're here, you're suspicious. Are you going to obediently follow me back to the Red Leaf Valley to be investigated, or do you want me to capture you and bring you back? " Although Ye Xuan had made his stance clear, compared to him, they trusted Ze more. The old man with long red hair looked at him and said unyieldingly.
"Hm, I advise you to be sensible. Senior Tai is a powerful warrior of the Zhu Rong Clan. You're only a small Magus Warrior, you can never escape. You'd better kneel down and accept your punishment, then go back to the Red Leaf Valley with us!" said Ze with an evil smile on his face.
Ye Xuan fell silent. He looked at the red-haired old man and the other hostile Shamans. He let out a long breath and suddenly said softly, "If that's the case, then …"
Whoosh!
Before he finished speaking, Ye Xuan suddenly waved his right hand and a purple array flag flew out from his hand. It expanded in the wind and sealed the surrounding void.
"Not good!" The red-haired old man was startled when he saw the Thunderbolt Raging Wind Flag appear. He immediately made a move and punched the Thunderbolt Raging Wind Flag above his head. The fist force turned into an extremely powerful fiery fist.
Boom!!
Along with a thunderous boom, the fist landed on the Thunderbolt Raging Wind Flag. Although the fist force was terrifying, it only made the flag shake slightly, but failed to break it.
The red-haired old man was a powerful Marquis Magus, and according to Ye Xuan's judgment, he might even be at the middle stage of Marquis Magus. However, facing the Thunderbolt Raging Wind Flag, which was an after-world treasure, he couldn't do anything to it.
When that so-called senior Tai attacked the Thunderbolt Raging Wind Flag, Ye Xuan didn't just stand there. After activating the Thunderbolt Raging Wind Flag, he immediately activated his will and a flying sword shining with seven-colored light emerged from between his eyebrows. Controlling the sword with his spirit, he darted towards the red-haired old man.
"You're courting death!" When the red-haired old man saw that he couldn't shake the Thunderbolt Raging Wind Flag, and when he saw Ye Xuan darting towards him with the Dustfall Illusion Sword, a furious expression appeared on his face. The Magus Origin Energy in his body skyrocketed, and his entire body seemed to have turned into a sun. A terrifying temperature erupted from his body, and in an instant, even the air around him started twisting, as if it was ignited. After that, he let out a loud roar and darted towards the Dustfall Illusion Sword.
Boom!!!
Two beams of fiery red light and a seven-colored light exploded in an instant. Terrifying energy wreaked havoc in the void. Wherever the energy passed, the ground was scorched. The few Sorcerer Tribe members beside the red-haired old man were immediately sent flying by the terrifying energy.
Facing this terrifying energy, Ye Xuan, who bore the brunt of the attack, faced an even greater pressure. However, when the energy reached the front of Ye Xuan, a seven-colored lotus throne suddenly appeared around Ye Xuan's body, and a seven-colored light shield appeared in front of him.
"Kill!!"
The red-haired old man was also forced to take two steps back by the energy that erupted. However, he immediately recovered. With an explosive sound, he became like a God of Fire. His body grew to a size of several hundred feet, and his fist was like a small mountain as it smashed towards Ye Xuan.
Facing the red-haired old man's huge fist, Ye Xuan's brows slightly knitted. He recalled the Dustfall Illusion Sword that was sent flying just now to protect his body, and with a flip of his right hand, a purple-gold gourd suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Go!" With a soft shout, countless blood-red gravel suddenly gushed out of the purple-gold gourd's mouth. Like a wave, it swept towards the red-haired old man.
Looking at the blood-red gravel that was sweeping towards him, the red-haired old man snorted coldly in his heart. He was not afraid at all. The strongest part of the Magi Tribe was their own bodies. The body of a Magus Marquis was comparable to an Acquired Treasure. Otherwise, he would not have been sent flying by the Dustfall Illusion Sword.
However, when his fist collided with the blood-red gravel that was sweeping towards him, the red-haired old man suddenly widened his eyes and a hint of shock and fear appeared on his face.
"This is … Luo Po Godly Sand … No …" The red sand swept towards him like a tsunami, and it directly enveloped the red-haired old man. No matter how the red-haired old man struggled, it was useless. In the end, he let out a shrill cry and died within the Godly Sand.
"Senior Tai …"
"This is bad, Senior Tai has died, run …"
Seeing the red-haired old man disappear within the Godly Sand, the remaining Magi were greatly shocked. They all activated their Divine Abilities and wanted to escape.
However, at this point, how could Ye Xuan let them have their way? With a single thought, the blood-red sand that filled the sky swept up and caught up to them in an instant. After that, it quickly devoured them …
"No, you can't kill me, I'm from the Billowing Jade Tribe …" The last Magus who was devoured struggled with all his might within the red sand, but he did not even last for two breaths before he was devoured.
"If you knew this would happen, you wouldn't have done it in the first place!" Ye Xuan said flatly when he heard the Magus's roar before he died. Then, with a wave of his right hand, he retracted his Divine Ability. At the same time, he used the Dustfall Illusion Sword to erase the marks on the ground. Only then did he remove the Nightmare Thunder Wind Flag that sealed the sky. With a single thought, he quickly escaped from this place …
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