Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

Gu Hansheng felt that the flame bracelet on his wrist seemed a little violent recently. The reason he thought so was that the bracelet on his hand had already burned several sets of his clothes.

He forgot how he got the bracelet, but now he found it troublesome. After all, he didn't have many clothes in stock, and if he burned more...well, there would be one less piece in stock.

Gu Hansheng couldn't help feeling a little disgusted as he frowned and looked at the bracelet on his wrist that suddenly emitted a cold white flame. He wanted to take off the bracelet on his wrist, but found that although he could get close to the bracelet, he couldn't move it at all.

This thing, which he had almost to pray for before, has now become a burden to him, and he even dislikes it.

Yan Wenmo had no idea about the changes in Gu Hansheng. She only felt that ever since she took the Soul Pearl, the Spring Flame in her body had become increasingly out of control, and would even suddenly run wild from time to time.

Just like now, she had only fought back and forth with the fallen god opposite, and inexplicably, her body began to tremble, and even her muscles began to contract and tighten.

The fallen god thought she was afraid, so he couldn't help but grin. He slowly approached Yan Wenmo and then stretched out his hand. As his palm got closer and closer to Yan Wenmo, the smile on his face became bigger and bigger.

At this moment, a cold white flame suddenly burst out from Yan Wenmo's body, and in an instant, it turned the fallen god who dared to attack her into a wisp of green smoke.

The fallen god had not yet uttered a howl before the flames turned it into a wisp of green smoke that dissipated, and a handful of golden-black ashes appeared on the ground.

This cold white flame was caused by the sudden riot of the energy of the soul bead in Yan Wenmo's body, which caused the Spring Flame in her body to become uncontrollable and rush out of her body.

This kind of riot could not be controlled, prevented, or even predicted, so Yan Wenmo could only be thankful that the clothes she was wearing were given to her by Yang Jin and were fireproof, otherwise, she would have been running naked.

After the flames burst out of her body, Yan Wenmo felt a sense of relief, as if something that was causing her pain had disappeared.

Although this was a good thing, this inexplicable development did give her a headache.

She looked at her palm helplessly. The cold white flame was still gentle. Yan Wenmo smiled bitterly for a long time before putting away the Spring Flame. Then he picked up the Broken Moon Sword and continued walking towards the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects.

Now that the Fallen God is wreaking havoc and the land is full of smoke, I wonder if the Gu Mother Goddess of the Ten Thousand Insects Valley and the mortals of the Ten Thousand Insects Valley are doing well?! I don’t even know if the Fallen God has slandered or bullied them.

Because of worry, Yan Wenmo traveled day and night. Also, due to the instability of the soul bead, she fell from mid-air from time to time, and then a cold white flame burst out.

Some things, you just have to get used to them, just like when she was thrown into the air by Jiang Wenbai in the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, she was terrified because she almost fell to her death.

Now, even if she fell defenselessly from mid-air from time to time, she could calmly let herself fall headfirst into the mud and fall like a dog eating shit, then burst out with Spring Flame, climb out of the hole where she fell, calmly pat the loose dust on her clothes and continue to move forward.

But how can I put it?! The Spring Flame on her body was too eye-catching after all, so she was targeted by the Fallen Gods. In fact, as time went by, more and more Fallen Gods targeted her.

Yes, for a fallen god, a cultivator who is powerful, has abundant spiritual energy, and possesses rare treasures is a great tonic for enhancing his strength.

As for those fallen gods, Yan Wenmo was not afraid at all. With her current strength, killing them would be a piece of cake. Since they came to seek death, let them die. After all, it was also a contribution to the world.

There were only a few fallen gods in the beginning, but as time went on, more and more fell gods came, and in the end, they were surrounded.

They directly surrounded Yan Wenmo layer by layer, encircling him in the middle, making it impossible for him to escape even if he had wings, and trapped Yan Wenmo inside.

Yan Wenmo looked at those people who were determined to win, drew out his Broken Moon Sword with an expressionless face, and then fought with those fallen gods without any mercy.

Among these fallen gods, there were those who were proficient in the art of illusion and wanted to confuse Yan Wenmo through hallucinations, but she rudely killed him with a sword.

There were those who were proficient in the art of calling the wind and rain, and wanted to attack her with hurricanes or rainstorms, but she easily killed them by slitting their necks.

Someone who was proficient in the art of controlling water and fire wanted to use fire to drown her, but he found that the power was not enough to create any waves, and she even chopped off his hands and feet easily.

She used water to guide the lightning technique to the friendly forces of the Fallen Gods, causing some of the Fallen Gods to be struck to death by lightning, and that person was also killed by her sword.

With her sword, she fought her way out of the heavy encirclement, carved out a path through the various spells, and opened up a path for unimpeded passage in the midst of the siege and blockade, allowing me to roam freely.

The inky black blood sprayed towards her without mercy, but it could not stain her at all, because the blood of the fallen gods evaporated invisibly before it touched her, leaving no trace.

Yan Wenmo was killing with great enthusiasm and even jumped up and slashed at the Fallen God closest to her with a sword. Inexplicably, a cold white flame burst out again. At the same time, the Fallen Gods around her looked at the flames in horror and turned around and left without hesitation.

Some run fast and die fast, while some run slow and die fast.

When the cold white Spring Flame was retracted into her body again, Yan Wenmo fell to the ground due to inertia and even half-knelt on the ground. She held the Broken Moon Sword tightly in her hand, and she was panting.

She was panting not because of Kasuga Homura's sudden outburst, but because she had been fighting for half a day and was really tired. But at this moment, a sound of footsteps suddenly came from far away.

Could it be that there is still a fallen god who can escape Chunri Yan's attack? ? Thinking of this, Yan Wenmo directly drew out the Broken Moon Sword that was three-quarters deep in the ground, jumped up and rushed towards the man.

Because it was going to kill a person, the Broken Moon Sword did not split into a pile of pieces. Instead, it remained in the form of a sword and was swung down directly with Yan Wenmo's movements.

The man was wearing a black robe, with messy hair and a dishevelled appearance. He never raised his head, so Yan Wenmo didn't see her face clearly. She just wanted to finish off her opponent as quickly as possible, so when she jumped into the air and saw the man's face, she immediately retreated ten meters away without hesitation, and then saluted and said:

"Haotian Sect Yan Shisan pays homage to Lord Killer God"

Yes, the person who suddenly appeared was Gu Hansheng, the Gu Hansheng that Yan Wenmo had not seen for a long time. The reason why he appeared here was that he discovered that the fallen gods were gathering here.

He thought that the fallen god was plotting something bad here, so he rushed here almost day and night, but when he arrived, he discovered the cold white flame that suddenly appeared.

This flame was exactly the same as his flame bracelet. He looked at Yan Wenmo's reserved and distant face, and subconsciously glanced at the sword in her hand. He was silent for a moment before asking:

"Did Yang Jin ask you to come?! Are they here to kill you?!"

Seeing Gu Hansheng mention Yang Jin and asking about the Falling God, Yan Wenmo hesitated for a moment, but nodded without hiding anything, and then said:

"That's right"

She said it calmly. Gu Hansheng looked at Yan Wenmo's appearance, touched the flame bracelet on his wrist, and finally couldn't help but said:

"If your spiritual power is unstable, try to control it. Allowing it to explode will damage your body and will not benefit your practice."