Seeing that Ye Lingyue was doing well without using the cauldron, she rushed directly towards the fire-breathing Tianfuling like a bull, the candlelight in Ye Lingyue's body almost vomited three liters of blood.
It is now sealed in consciousness by Ye Lingyue with the Life and Death Talisman, so it can be said to be with Ye Lingyue.
If Ye Lingyue's physical body was wiped out and his spiritual consciousness collapsed, wouldn't it also suffer
Seeing the red and blue flames of Liangyi, they were about to surround Ye Lingyue.
In the sea of consciousness, the candle illuminated his whole body with a shock of divine power, and the golden droplets that had been absorbed into the skin by it earlier suddenly appeared.
The golden droplets floated on Ye Lingyue's body surface.
Liangyihuo, which was originally on the offensive, was cut off before it even got close.
This layer of protective wall is not inferior to Ye Lingyue's dry tripod. It looks like a battle helmet, but it is still better than a battle helmet.
"Grandpa Zhuzhao, you are indeed a good person."
Ye Lingyue had a deeply moved expression.
She knew that Zhuzhao would not die without help. On the first day, when the talisman met Liangyihuo, proper soldiers came to block it, and water came to cover it.
"Girl liar, you must have done it on purpose. I'm so mad. I'll protect you if you're sure."
Zhuzhao was weeping. It took a lot of effort to use its unique cultivation method and absorbed a little bit of Tiangang to restore its body. It was easy. This dead girl must have guessed that she had to protect her, so she was so fearless.
Its physical body was originally weak, and after Ye Lingyue did this a few times, it would take a few years for it to recover its physical body.
And if it exerts a little force, uses its divine power, and imprisons its life and death talisman, it will devour its divine power even more ferociously.
Sooner or later, he will be cheated to death by this cunning girl.
Zhu "Grandpa Zhuzhao, I can't do anything about it. The two mentors are so kind to me, and I can't leave them alone. For them, even if I can't beat Liangyihuo, I have to work hard."
Ye Lingyue said pitifully.
"Shut up, let me tell you, the holy wall of Tiangang can only last for a while, you must surrender the Liangyihuo, or we both have to get out."
Zhuzhao roared, his heart was bleeding.
The holy wall of Tiangang is its unique mystery, and it must use its own divine power to support the wall.
Its current divine power won't last long.
Back then, it was also a good-tempered and well-educated guardian beast, but when it met Ye Lingyue, everything turned into clouds.
Sitting on the Summoning Talisman, Zhu Zhao is very arrogant.
How could it allow a celestial talisman of lower level than the summoning talisman to jump around on itself.
As the holy king in the fire, if it hadn't been hit hard by the Taiyin tribe, in its heyday, a single slap would have extinguished that tattered Liangyi fire.
Looking at it now, it has encountered Liangyihuo. If one is not handled well, it may become a "baking candle photo." The picture is so beautiful that Zhu Zhao can't even imagine it.
"But the fire is so powerful, how can I subdue it... Could it be, the text of the fire?"
Ye Lingyue was in a dilemma, her dry cauldron could protect her from harm in the Liangyi fire, but the cauldron spirit couldn't extinguish the Liangyi fire.
If this fire is not extinguished, it will continue to spread. Fang Xianmeng was destroyed on the one hand, and on the other hand, she also wanted to tame the Liangyi fire.
If this fire can be devoured, it will also be a great help to its Fire Devouring Art.
As soon as Ye Lingyue finished speaking, something flashed through her mind.
How could she have forgotten the fireman's text taught by Zhuzhao to herself.
"The text of fire control is just the surface of the art of fire control. Liangyihuo is more powerful than the charm of fire that I encountered that day. You must use the text of fire control and perform the sacrifice of fire control. You And look at it, you only have one chance to learn, try to comprehend it with your heart, give up if you can't, just hide in your cave in the corner, and you don't need to fight head-on."
Zhuzhao's mouth is full of disgust, it has been dormant in Ye Lingyue's consciousness for a long time, and he is no stranger to Hongmengtian.
It's just that the blessed land full of spiritual energy and the fragrance of birds and flowers, in Zhu Zhao's eyes, has become a place where birds don't shit.
Anyway, because of Xuanyin's blood, Zhuzhao always had prejudice against Ye Lingyue.
Ye Lingyue couldn't help but secretly twitched her middle finger in her heart, knowing that the old monster would hide something. Fortunately, she was clever, and she couldn't bear the child not being caught by a wolf, so she finally found out something.
This Fire Ritual sounds very powerful, but it seems to be very difficult to learn, and I don't know if I can learn it once
Speaking of which, it was Ye Lingyue who misunderstood Zhuzhao this time. Zhuzhao was able to teach Ye Lingyue the text of fire control, which was equivalent to teaching the introduction of the art of fire control.
However, unlike the fireman's text, the fireman's sacrifice is much more difficult.
And as long as the learners are a little careless, they are likely to be swallowed by the fire.
Everything in the world has its good and bad, especially fire as one of the five spirits of heaven and earth.
Fire can help, but it can also devour people, as it was in ancient times.
The Sacrifice of Fire, born to serve all fires in the world, is a special technique created by the ancient creatures in order to make fire in the ancient times.
It needs to control all fires with the fire-controlling script, but in the fire-controlling sacrifice, countless great alchemists have fallen, and many of them are comparable to the eight immortals of the gods.
It is human nature for Zhuzhao to have scruples.
But in consciousness, Zhuzhao raised his palm, and a stream of light burst out of the palm, and the stream of light instantly fell into Ye Lingyue's consciousness.
There was a flash of light between Ye Lingyue's eyebrows, and a memory grew in her mind.
A picture appeared in Ye Lingyue's mind.
That scene was actually an ancient ancient sacrifice.
At that time, there was no distinction between gods and humans in the world. On an empty plain, all kinds of creatures lived together in a friendly way.
At some point, a fire fell from the sky and burst from the ground.
The fire spread and devoured countless creatures.
Until one day, above the wilderness, a young woman dressed in bark and covered with leaves came.
The woman's figure was very graceful, and she had long hair like a black waterfall, which shone faintly in the sunlight.
Ye Lingyue couldn't see her face clearly, only her back.
At the end of the day, a golden full moon rose.
The woman moved gracefully, and the beautiful singing sounded like a tinkling mountain spring, emanating from her throat, which made people feel refreshed and happy.
The world was silent, the wind stopped, and primitive creatures and monsters came from all directions.
She twisted her waist without swaying ink. She danced with the simplest singing voice and the purest body language.
The woman's limbs are weak and boneless, and her long hair is flying in the wind.
That dance, that singing, merged between the heaven and the earth.
All creatures, including mountain springs, trees, vegetation, insects and fish, intelligent people and beasts, all compete to dance.
The woman's singing is the fireman's text that Ye Lingyue is familiar with.
And her dance is the dance of fire.
This dance of prosperity has captivated the common people.