Dozens of red fireballs were suspended in front of him, emitting an astonishingly high temperature.
Dozens of red fireballs smashed towards Han Changming fiercely. Han Changming was not in a hurry. He pinched his fingers and stomped his right foot on the ground. A yellow earth wall several feet high and about a foot thick rose from the ground and blocked him in front of him.
Boom!
With a loud bang, the yellow earth wall was smashed to pieces, and hundreds of red ruler shadows shot out like an overwhelming force.
Han Changming was about to use the Xuanling Pearl for defense, when suddenly, a slight roar came from the ground. If Han Changming had not been practicing earth-attributed martial arts, he might not have been able to detect it.
He tapped the ground with his toes and retreated like a gust of breeze.
A yellow shadow flew out from the ground, but unfortunately missed its target.
This is a giant yellow scorpion of gigantic size, a second-order spirit insect.
A flash of surprise passed through Han Changming's eyes. He slapped his spirit beast bag, and a purple crystal flying scorpion flew out, spewing purple miasma from its mouth and pouncing on the giant yellow scorpion.
The two spirit insects started to fight each other on the ground, and they were evenly matched for the time being.
Han Changming sacrificed three Xuanling Pearls, which quickly rotated around him and transformed into a thick three-color light curtain, protecting him inside.
He flipped his hand again, and a dry earth gourd appeared in his hand. He chanted a spell, and with a whistling sound, a large piece of red fine sand flew out and turned into hundreds of red flying knives, which rushed forward.
A series of roars sounded, and most of the ruler shadows were smashed into pieces by the red flying knives, turning into points of light and disappearing.
An unbearable heat wave hit me in the face, and a giant fireball as big as a water tank hit me in the face.
Boom!
The raging fire enveloped Han Changming's figure, and the flames shot up into the sky.
Song Zhe took out a golden round bead as big as a longan. There were some silver spiritual patterns on the surface of the bead. Even the second-grade top-grade magical weapon, the Golden Thunder Bead, and the second-grade top-grade defensive magical weapon could not resist it.
He didn't dare to delay too long, after all, Han Changming had accomplices.
The best strategy is to win the battle quickly and decisively, he doesn't want to be outnumbered.
There was a trace of reluctance in his eyes. He did not have many disposable self-destructing magic weapons like the Golden Thunder Bead. This was the last one. His Taoist partner had taken away a lot of valuables.
He shook his wrist, and the golden thunder bead flew out of his hand and hit Han Changming.
Han Changming had been paying attention to Song Zhe's actions. When he saw Song Zhe take out a golden bead, he vaguely guessed that it was a self-exposure magic weapon.
He did not dare to be careless. A yellow light flashed on his body. He stomped his right foot hard on the ground. A strong wind blew and countless yellow sands flew up, turning into a huge yellow ball of light that wrapped him up, like a giant yellow egg standing on the beach.
As soon as the golden thunder bead came within five feet of Han Changming, it exploded and transformed into a golden sun, covering an area of dozens of feet in radius. The powerful air waves blew away a large amount of flying sand and rocks.
Han Changming only felt a dazzling golden light flash before his eyes. He thought to himself that something was wrong. He pinched his fingers and the Qianyang Armor suddenly appeared on his body.
Song Zhe waved the Red Eagle Flag with both hands, and the flag emitted a dazzling red light. More than a dozen giant fireballs as big as water tanks flew out from the Red Eagle Flag and fiercely sank into the golden sun. The golden and red lights blazed together, like fireworks, extremely gorgeous.
For a moment, there were continuous roars and flames shooting into the sky.
The Amethyst Flying Scorpion was fighting with the yellow giant scorpion, and the Amethyst Flying Scorpion had a slight upper hand. The Amethyst Flying Scorpion was a spiritual insect on the list of strange insects in the world, and it was not an ordinary spiritual insect.
It opened its mouth and spewed out purple miasma. When the yellow giant scorpion touched the purple miasma, a puff of green smoke suddenly rose. The surface of the yellow giant scorpion was wrapped in a layer of red and yellow armor, and the purple miasma corroded the yellow armor with holes.
Seeing this, Song Zhe decided to help his spirit insect kill the Amethyst Flying Scorpion. He took out a talisman that was glowing red and was about to offer it up when a heavy bell rang. When Song Zhe heard the bell, he felt dizzy and his reaction slowed down.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the golden lightning and red flames quickly disappeared, as if they had encountered some kind of nemesis.
A thin layer of sweat appeared on Han Changming's face, and his body was wrapped in the Qianyang Armor. Fortunately, he injected most of his magic power into the Qianyang Armor, otherwise he would have died just now.
As expected of a foundation-building cultivator from an immortal sect, his grasp of timing and the power of his treasures were incomparable to any foundation-building cultivator that Han Changming had killed before.
While Song Zhe was affected by the Soul-Calming Bell, Han Changming opened his mouth and a red-yellow flame as thick as a finger flew out and landed accurately on the yellow giant scorpion. The yellow giant scorpion immediately let out a painful hiss, and the red-yellow flame quickly spread out, covering most of the yellow giant scorpion's body.
The stinger of the Amethyst Flying Scorpion's tail flashed and turned into dense purple lines, hitting the giant yellow scorpion.
A shrill hissing sound was heard, and the giant yellow scorpion's head was pierced by countless purple lines.
Seeing this scene, Song Zhe was shocked and angry. He had finally cultivated this thick earth scorpion to the second-level lower grade. It had helped him repel many powerful enemies. He did not expect that it would die today at the hands of Han Changming's Purple Crystal Flying Scorpion.
With Song Zhe's knowledge, he naturally recognized the origin of the suicide.
"You are not qualified to play with fire with me."
Song Zhe sneered and opened his mouth, and a ball of red flame the size of a palm flew out. He pinched his fingers and the red flame blurred and turned into a red firebird the size of a palm. As soon as the red firebird appeared, the temperature nearby suddenly rose.
"go!"
Song Zhe stretched out a finger and pointed it at Han Changming.
The red firebird let out a clear cry and flapped its wings towards Han Changming.
For some reason, when Han Changming saw the red firebird swooping towards him, he felt very depressed, as if he had encountered something terrible.
The Huoyun Sect is good at controlling fire. It is said that the Huoyun Sect has a secret technique for cultivating spiritual fire. This red firebird is likely to be some kind of spiritual fire.
The Qianyang True Flame released by Han Changming is a secret fire. There is only one word difference between secret fire and spiritual fire, but the power is very different. Secret fire is usually attached to the exercises, and it takes a long time to cultivate. It is more powerful than ordinary flames, but less powerful than spiritual fire.
Spiritual fire is divided into innate spiritual fire and acquired spiritual fire. Innate spiritual fire is also called heaven and earth spiritual fire. It may take a thousand years for a ball of heaven and earth spiritual fire to be born. Acquired spiritual fire is artificially cultivated spiritual fire, which is much more powerful than secret fire. If cultivated properly, its power may exceed that of heaven and earth spiritual fire.
Han Changming did not dare to be careless, and quickly sacrificed a white round bead as big as a longan. The white round bead spun around, and a large amount of white cold air rushed out, transforming into a white giant python over ten feet long. It opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the red firebird in one gulp.
Song Zhe sneered, the white python showed a look of pain, its body suddenly exploded, and a red firebird flew out and pounced on Han Changming.
Han Changming's face changed, and he pinched his fingers to perform a magic gesture. The white round bead shone brightly, and countless white cold air surged out, transforming into a white ice wall several feet high, blocking in front of him.
The red firebird crashed into the white ice wall, which instantly shattered into pieces and turned into a pool of clear water.
Seeing this scene, Han Changming was stunned. Is Song Zhe's spiritual fire so powerful
He quickly took out a small pot with a glowing red light. On the pot was carved a lifelike crow. This was a second-grade, top-grade magical weapon, the Fire Crow Pot, obtained from an evil cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage.
He made hand gestures with his ten fingers and injected a spell into the Fire Crow Pot. The Fire Crow Pot glowed brightly and transformed into a red fire crow about ten feet in size, wrapped in red flames and surging with heat.
The red fire crow made a quack sound and pounced towards the red firebird.
The red firebird wanted to avoid it, but the red fire crow spewed out a red flame that covered the red firebird and rolled it into its mouth.
Song Zhe was slightly stunned, and quickly made a hand gesture. The red fire crow showed a look of pain on its face and turned into a small red pot. The lid of the pot kept shaking, as if something wanted to rush out.
Han Changming knew very well that the Fire Crow Pot could not trap the spiritual fire for long. He estimated that Song Zhe's spiritual fire was not very powerful, otherwise it would not have been taken away by the Fire Crow Pot.
This is indeed the case. Song Zhe spent a lot of effort to cultivate this ball of spiritual fire. Because it has not been cultivated for a long time, the power of the spiritual fire is not very great, otherwise he would not have been killed by Chen Hongming and fled.
Han Changming's mind moved, and the Amethyst Flying Scorpion flapped its wings, flew up, and pounced on Song Zhe.
Zongzhe did not dare to be careless, and quickly threw out the red talisman on his hand, which turned into a thick-waisted red fire python and pounced on the Amethyst Flying Scorpion.
Han Changming naturally did not dare to let the Amethyst Flying Scorpion take it head-on. The Amethyst Flying Scorpion spewed out a large cloud of purple miasma and headed towards the red fire python, while flapping its wings and flying towards the sky.
Countless yellow earth arrows flew out from the ground and smashed the red fire python to pieces.
Song Zhe kept making hand gestures, and his spiritual fire kept hitting the Fire Crow Pot, but he couldn't escape. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the tremendous magic power in his body was madly injected into the Red Eagle Flag. The red eagle flag glowed brightly, and a clear bird cry sounded. The red eagle flag turned into a huge red eagle, swooping down on the Amethyst Flying Scorpion.
Han Changming's body was glowing yellow, and he pressed his hands on the ground. He held the spirit gathering stone in his left hand, continuously absorbing the spiritual energy inside to restore his magic power.
With the Spirit Gathering Stone in hand, Han Changming can narrow the gap between the two realms.
The wind was blowing hard, and a large amount of yellow fine sand flew up and hit Song Zhe from all directions.
Song Zhe did not dare to be careless, and quickly summoned a shield that was shining red and flew around him.
At this point, it depends on who has more magical power.
Dense yellow sand hit the red shield, making a muffled sound like frying beans.
Song Zhe's face turned ugly. The longer it dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him.
He took out two golden talismans that were shining with spiritual light and threw them towards Han Changming.
Han Changming is no fool. He stomps his right foot on the ground and a high yellow wall rises up, blocking in front of him. At the same time, he touches the ground with his toes and quickly retreats.
Boom!
A huge ball of golden light lit up, the yellow high wall shattered into pieces, and the powerful air wave blew up a large amount of sand and rocks.
A fierce look flashed in Han Changming's eyes. He slapped the storage bag and a golden light flew out. It turned out to be a golden metal sphere. With a sound of mechanism, the metal sphere turned into a golden monkey more than two meters tall. It held a golden iron stick in its hand.
A second-level mid-quality puppet beast, this is one of Han Changming’s trump cards.
The monkey puppet beast rushed towards Song Zhe very quickly. Song Zhe looked a little flustered when he saw a second-level mid-grade puppet beast rushing towards him.
He took out a palm-sized yellow porcelain bowl, which instantly grew larger and covered the monkey puppet beast.
The monkey puppet beast hit the giant yellow bowl frantically, making a "clang clang" sound of metal clashing.
The Fire Crow Pot was shaking violently, and the spiritual fire could break free at any time.
Han Changming took out a thick stack of fireball talismans and threw them at the giant red eagle.
Hundreds of red fireballs smashed towards the red giant eagle with great momentum. The red giant eagle suppressed the Amethyst Flying Scorpion. If it was hit by so many red fireballs, it would probably recover its true form. Song Zhe was about to control the red giant eagle to avoid them when an extremely strange hissing sound was heard. He felt a sharp pain in his sea of consciousness.
Boom!
Hundreds of red fireballs hit the red giant eagle, and the red giant eagle was engulfed in billowing flames.
The Amethyst Flying Scorpion opened its mouth and spewed out a large amount of purple venom, which sank into the sea of fire.
A dim red flag fell out from the sea of fire, with a few tiny holes on its surface.
The Amethyst Flying Scorpion is a poisonous insect on the list of strange insects in the world, and the venom it sprays is not ordinary venom.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Changming's mind moved, and the Amethyst Flying Scorpion flapped its wings and pounced towards Song Zhe.
Song Zhe suddenly panicked, took out two talismans that were glowing red and threw them out.
Boom!
The billowing flames engulfed the Amethyst Flying Scorpion, but soon, it flew out of the flames and appeared in front of Song Zhe. It opened its mouth and spewed out a large amount of purple venom and purple miasma, which hit the red shield, and a puff of green smoke suddenly emerged from the red shield.
There was a loud "chi chi" sound of breaking through the air, and countless yellow earth arrows suddenly emerged from the ground nearby and hit Song Zhe from all directions.
The yellow earth arrows hit the red shield, making a crackling sound.
The Amethyst Flying Scorpion's huge pincers struck the red shield, making a few muffled sounds, and several tiny cracks appeared on the surface of the red shield.
Suddenly, there was a muffled sound from the ground, and a crocodile turtle suddenly emerged from the ground, opened its bloody mouth and bit Song Zhe.
Taking advantage of the roar just now, the alligator turtle quietly moved near Song Zhe.
Song Zhe was more cautious and added two defensive shields to himself. The alligator turtle bit the shields, but the shields remained intact.
Song Zhe was shocked and angry. He slapped his storage bag and three flying knives with red glowing light flew out. The blades were covered with a layer of red flames and slashed towards the crocodile turtle beast.
With a scream, the alligator turtle beast was only a first-grade top-grade spiritual beast. It could not withstand the attack of three second-grade top-grade magical weapons.
Three red flying knives chopped the alligator turtle beast into a pile of minced meat, and the alligator turtle beast was deader than dead.
There was a loud sound of breaking through the air, and a giant red sword about ten feet long flew over, with a layer of red-yellow flames covering the tip of the red sword.
With a dull thud, the red shield was shattered by the red giant sword. The two defensive shields on Song Zhe's body were like paper and were broken by a single poke from the red giant sword.
Song Zhe felt a chill on his neck, and then his head rolled down and fell to the ground. The headless corpse spurted out a large amount of blood and fell on the beach, staining the ground red.
Han Changming heaved a long sigh of relief and slumped on the ground. He used the crocodile turtle beast to attract Song Zhe's attention, and then drove a small amount of dry earth true yang sand to attack Song Zhe. If not for this, Song Zhe would probably be the one laughing last.