Luoying Town is the only way back to Qinglong City. When they arrived at Luoying Town, it happened to be dusk. Everyone entered the town and found an inconspicuous inn to rest, planning to have a good night's rest before heading on their way.
After all, Yin Valley is Yin Lord's base camp, and they must take Yin Lord back to his base camp no matter what. As for Yin Lord's future plans, they will wait until he wakes up to figure it out.
All the plans seemed perfect, but unfortunately, people's calculations were not as good as God's calculations, and plans could not keep up with changes.
Just after midnight, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the originally peaceful Luoxingxiong town. The wind was extremely cold. It was the time of the summer solstice, so it was very hot to sleep without a blanket at night. However, as soon as the wind passed, the wind blew. People who were sleeping were woken up by the cold and got up in the middle of the night to look for quilts.
Zhu Yan and Xia Yuanqiu, who had just prepared to go to bed, also felt the temperature drop suddenly, as if they had fallen into an ice cave from the crater. This was obviously not a normal phenomenon.
The two stood up and said something bad to each other. Xia Yuanqiu reached out and grabbed Zhu Yan's arm, and in the blink of an eye the two of them appeared in the space.
Sure enough, a black shadow was walking towards the wooden house, and inside the wooden house, Lord Yin was unconscious.
Without thinking much, the two of them rushed in front of Fake Yin Lord and stopped him.
Sure enough, he looked exactly the same as Lord Yin. The only difference was that before, the murderous intent was strong in his eyes, and his whole body was filled with an aura of violence and evil.
The corners of Fake Yinjun's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mocking smile: "How dare you stop me?"
Xia Yuanqiu hummed: "This is my territory, please get out immediately!"
Fake Yinjun looked at Xia Yuanqiu's pretty face and smiled even more: "It's okay to go out, but I'm afraid it won't be good for me to go out empty-handed, right?"
The fake Yin Lord looked at Xia Yuanqiu with a very revealing and evil look. Zhu Yan was immediately furious. He immediately pulled out the long sword from his waist and held it horizontally in front of him. He said angrily: "Since you don't want to go out empty-handed, then ask me about my sword." promise."
Fake Yinjun glanced at Zhu Yan with contempt and said coldly: "Only you? How dare you challenge me?"
Xia Yuanqiu gritted his teeth and said: "Whether we dare or not depends entirely on our hearts, and whether we can do it or not depends on our actions."
Fake Yinjun's eyes were dark, and his thin lips lightly lifted: "Okay, since you want to die so much, then I will help you."
Yin Jun's body suddenly turned into a black mist. The black mist rushed towards Zhu Yan at an unimaginable speed. Zhu Yan retreated quickly, and his long sword quickly drew sword flowers in the air. As soon as he took action, it was Xuan Tianjiu. Sword, this is his unique skill, and it is also the trick that he is least likely to use easily.
The fake Yin Lord turned into a mist, and the light and shadow of the sword had no effect on him. He easily broke through Zhu Yan's sword net and was about to attack Zhu Yan's body.
At this time, Xia Yuanqiu's phoenix wings spread slightly, and her figure appeared in front of Zhu Yan in the blink of an eye. The moment the black mist hit her body, a colorful ray of light burst out, and the black mist was heavily bounced away.
The black mist turned into a human form again, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of the mouth of the fake Lord Yin. He glared at Xia Yuanqiu with vicious eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "What do you have on you?"
Xia Yuanqiu sneered: "Of course there are things that evil creatures like you can't get close to."
The fake Lord Yin hates people calling him an evil spirit the most. In his own opinion, he is the son of Lord Ming, a being of extremely noble blood. To be called an evil spirit by others, in his opinion, is a great shame and humiliation, and it is difficult for him to What a shame to accept.