Nineteen roared angrily, stepped on the scorched earth, and shook the sky and the earth. Amid the fear and defense of others, he followed her into the sea of flames.
Those people wiped off their cold sweat, "Finally..."
"Fourth-tier monsters seem to be very rare species, which is a pity."
"What a pity. Fortunately, he didn't turn around to avenge his master. It saves us energy, so that we won't run out of energy next time."
"Fortunately, when the 'time' is approaching, another demon cultivator came. The alchemy stage is difficult to deal with, but it is not impossible for us to work together."
"How can we force that female demon cultivator back? I have to thank Senior Jie Dan. If it wasn't for Senior, we would be the ones who were swallowed by the fire."
They all thanked the monk in the late stage of alchemy. The monk nodded and said, "I always keep my promise. Since you have given what I want, there is nothing wrong with helping you. Not to mention the demon cultivator, who must To harm one party, killing her is also to save the common people."
Others just watched from the sidelines, watching them make "deals".
"Save the common people?"
Suddenly, a female voice sounded faintly, the voice was slightly hoarse, with a smile, it seemed to be whispering near the eardrums of people, which could make people blush instantly.
But the faces of the people present suddenly changed.
Including those who didn't make a move just now, they all looked at the place where the female demon cultivator was engulfed. And in the sea of flames, the flames were like a screen, revealing a slim figure indistinctly. She sat sideways on the lion's back and turned her head to look at them. One person and one beast walked towards them gradually from the sea of flames, like strolling in a courtyard. There was no anger on her face, only a smile, and asked them as if she was hurt: "Could it be, am I not a common man?"
"You, are you not afraid of strange fire?!"
The faces of the dozen or so people were frightened, and the alchemy cultivator also looked solemn. With a movement of his sleeves, a weapon was held in his hand first.
"I'm not afraid, I don't know—are you afraid?"
As her voice fell, her figure suddenly became blurred. In the next moment, there was a tragic cry from among the monks who established the foundation. To her, the Foundation Establishment cultivator was just a matter of moving her fingers. The fire was like a gangrene, accompanied by terrified slaps and counter spells, the flames quickly covered them, and even the last sound of fear was swallowed up.
The crowd dispersed, and among the dozen or so people, there were some who ran towards the direction of the alchemy monk. Wen Yingxin plucked a wisp of blue flame, and with a light blow, it turned into a chirping blue-feathered bird, flapping its wings and flying towards them.
The blue scales burned as soon as they touched them, and they also failed to escape. Without the Ling Ran arrogance of a monk, they rolled on the ground in embarrassment. The cultivator in the mid-stage of alchemy was not spared, and she fought back. When he was avoiding the fire scales, the magic weapon launched a fierce attack, forcing him into the sea of flames. The flames slapped the flames and devoured them.
For a while, everything was quiet, and all the righteous monks were watching her. Such a level can be reached without any effort, it has to make people's hearts beat like crazy, and everyone is in danger!
These monks wear different costumes, have their own sects, and there are also casual cultivators, but they are all righteous monks, and there is no magic cultivator. There are also acquaintances among them. Wen Ying turned her attention to Zhao Wei, who was sitting cross-legged on the side, surrounded by formations, adjusting his breath and accumulating energy. Hearing the movement right now, he couldn't help but opened his eyes, looking in her direction, his eyes were dignified.
Wen Ying went out for a walk, so she put on a veil, but he didn't recognize it.
But when Wen Ying was forced to retreat just now, she received a sound transmission from her spiritual consciousness. She might not be able to recognize it if it was someone else, but she is very familiar with Zhao Zhizhi.
"Don't back off."
he told her. Even if it's just a reminder.
"This fairy..." Someone boldly stepped forward at this time, trying to adjust, "These are the people who hurt you just now, it's really inconvenient for us not to rescue you, this sea of blue scales consumed us too much energy, we can't take care of ourselves, now If the fairy does something, we naturally won't comment too much, and hope the fairy will be merciful."
They didn't lie, they wanted to go out as soon as they got here, but they had exhausted their magic weapons, but they couldn't do anything about this sea of fire. It's rare for Yihuo to see stars and wisps at ordinary times. . But this female demon cultivator was able to use the strange fire for her own use. In order to prevent her from becoming angry and revenge on others, they had to bow their heads first.
but-
"You can't get out, you don't want to have one more person and more strength, but you are in a hurry to kill." Wen Ying slightly bent her red lips, and under their fearful and vigilant eyes, she smiled and said, "What are the rules of the game here? , killing people to feed fire?"
Everyone's expression moved slightly, they didn't expect that she would point out the rules of Huohai in just an instant.
The abnormal fire in this dimension cannot be dealt with by ordinary people, but it is like lighting a fire in a stove. When it is extinguished, it will flourish. Burn the open space until one person is engulfed, and this method of passive engulfment will shrink the space of the open space until it is completely occupied by the strange fire.
Wen Ying was able to find out that it was because the blue-scaled fires were still very restless just now, as if they were going to "attack" them, but after she threw people into the sea of flames, it stayed where it was "satisfied".
"You've already killed a lot of demon cultivators with this method." Her eyes wandered among the crowd, and Nineteen ran aside, stepping on the sparks of the blue scale fire leisurely, as if this was something interesting Like a toy, it makes people terrified. Wen Ying rubbed his ears, bent her lips and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Moxiu has always been alone, no better than you Zhengdao know how to join forces to harm people, and I have no desire to avenge them. It's just that the leader of the game now Is Fang going to change it?"
Wen Ying is naturally afraid of fire, thanks to Feng Li, he and Shijiu's bloodline with red flames and golden dragons both have their own natal flames. And the different fires are graded. The blue scale fire is very high in this world, but the red flame fire in their bodies is even higher than it. Before setting off, Feng Li once separated out a ray of red flames for her to refine, and took it for her own use, as a trump card. Therefore, she mobilized the red flame fire in her body to cover her skin, and the blue scale fire naturally did not dare to approach it. And when Shijiu drank the sea of blue-scaled flames with red flames, she used fire to control the fire, taming a few wisps of blue-scaled flames for her use.
"Since there is a time limit, let's stop gossiping, who are you going to send to die next?" Wen Ying tilted her head and smiled.
Everyone's heart trembled, and they secretly said "here we come". The demon cultivator is moody and has special hobbies. Now that this female demon cultivator has taken the lead, she just wants to watch them kill each other for fun.
At this moment, the man's low-pitched voice came from the crowd, "You are not afraid of fire, and you can also manipulate it, but in this space, apart from different fires, there are also organ formations, and it is difficult for one person to break through the encirclement. Instead of giving in Because of the rules, it is better for everyone to cooperate, and it will not be too late to get out of this sea of flames first."
Everyone disagreed with the method he said. Long before the arrival of the female demon cultivator, this kid had made the same suggestion, but the righteous path is correct. Although they are all righteous monks, they come from various sects and sects, as well as casual cultivators. , the reason why the dozen or so foundation-building periods united just now is precisely because they are casual cultivators, without the protection of the sect, and have the lowest strength. If they are to be fed to the fire, they must be the first "firewood" thrown into it. The monk was willing to help others, but it was only for a treasure they offered, and in the presence of a magician whose strength was lower than his, he was naturally willing to help.
Even if they are not at the same level, let alone that female demon cultivator, how can she cooperate with them when they have a huge advantage
Unexpectedly, the female demon Xiu said with a careless smile: "If someone else said it, I would definitely not agree to it. There is no such cheap thing in the world. But since it is this little brother who is talking, I am willing to cooperate." If it wasn't for the reminder from my little brother, I wouldn't have been able to deal with the fire in time, so thank you very much."
All of a sudden, several eyes pierced Zhao Weizhi's body like needle pricks.
Speak up to remind
This kid is so treacherous and cunning, I don't know when he sold it to the female devil!
Zhao Weizhi didn't expect her to expose this matter, and when he looked up and saw her smiling at him, he had to turn his head away, but he didn't even try to defend himself.
Although Wen Ying agreed to this "plan", as the leader, how could the orthodox monks listen to her sincerely, so this temporary team to break through the barrier was very loose. Wen Ying also just played with Shijiu by herself, and let them discuss.
When the time came, he picked a monk and threw him into the fire.
Seeing them glaring at her, she smiled in surprise: "Don't you just want me to be the bad guy, or did I guess wrong, you like to fight for a round and decide the loser? If you really like it, I won't care about it afterwards gone."
After being told what was on their minds, the monks' expressions froze slightly, but they couldn't say anything more.
"You listen to my little brother, discuss the plan early, don't you have to die? If the fire continues, I'm really afraid that the 'firewood' will be burned out."
Facing her threats and the pressure of death, someone finally responded to Zhao Zhizhi's plan, saying that they had a magic weapon that could carve a way through the sea of flames without fear of the blue scale fire, but only needed enough spiritual power to go through it. excitation.
The person who made this proposal was Youpai Changyinge from Yuxiaomen, and Zhao Zhizhi was slightly relieved that Youpai could work together with him.
That magic weapon is a flute, the mantra flew up in the air and swelled, and it made a music sound like complaints and admiration. Everyone suddenly listened to it and felt unsteady and addicted to it. The blue-scaled fire mourned along with the music, Unexpectedly, it really weakened, a gap gradually appeared, and a small path was slowly branched out. Everyone is overjoyed!
At this moment, the cultivator of Changyin Pavilion shouted, "Our strength is not enough to maintain it, and I hope that fellow Taoists will help us!" Hope is right in front of us, and no one really wants to be trapped here. Everyone poured spiritual power into their bodies one after another!
When the passage was opened, the monks of Changyin Pavilion walked in the middle. It was all because the monks were worried that once they passed through the sea of flames first, they would not care about their life or death. Similarly, it was difficult to keep calculations when they walked behind. The monk who formed the alchemy was dead, and now the only righteous way is what Zhao said is the state of the foundation establishment, so he will be the rear.
Wen Ying didn't go with them, she had nineteen ways to clear the way, but she used their hands to destroy the formations and traps, they didn't dare to comment, they could only grit their teeth in embarrassment.
When he was about to break through the blue scale fire array, the monk Changyinge sweated profusely and said to the back, "Brother Zhao, we can't hold on any longer, and I hope you will support us more. After passing this pass, we must be very grateful."
In this team, everyone has selfishness and will not do their best. Only Yuxiaomen and Changyinge are the friendly faction, and they can only ask Zhao Zhizhi for help.
Zhao Zhizhi agreed and tried his best to output.
With his help, the Blue Scale Fire, which had almost closed at his feet, stepped back, and the people in front took the opportunity to work together to break the exit restriction.
Just as they rushed through the fire formation one after another, a sudden change occurred!
But seeing the Changyinge monks teaming up to play the formula, the jade flute whirled and swelled, overflowing with stars and white lights, they all pushed together, and the jade flute flew to the top of Zhao Zhizhi's head with a wailing sound.
Zhao Zhizhi was in a bad mood, and was about to weaken the spiritual power input into it, but as soon as he started, he found that the jade flute was continuously sucking his spiritual energy, and it couldn't stop.
And under the formulas they frequently typed out, the spiritual power drawn from his body became more and more fierce! Along the way, his output of spiritual power was extremely high, most of the spiritual power in his body was emptied right now, the sound of the flute became more and more mournful, as if weeping and complaining, a white light burst out immediately, and the people in front took advantage of the burst of the blue-scale fire. Flee to the exit in an instant!
With his spiritual power exhausted, Zhao Zhizhi's forehead was covered with cold sweat, "You guys..."
They just listened to their righteous words: "Zhao Weizhi, you colluded with Moxiu and allowed Moxiu to kill more than a dozen righteous people. You will die without guilt! Today, we will clean up you, a traitor, for Yuxiaomen!"
Collusion with magic repair.
Such words made Zhao Zhizhi dazed for a moment, as if he had heard of them somewhere before.
But he quickly returned to his senses.
Obviously, the reason why they didn't take out the jade flute magic weapon early was because the side effect of this magic weapon would suck up people's spiritual power, and they couldn't use it unless it was absolutely necessary. Will decide to use the magic weapon. They "positively" echoed his opinion, and thus selected him as Yu Xiao's spiritual power extraction container.
The others escaped with the help of Lai Changyin Pavilion's magic weapon, so they didn't dare to say anything more at this time, and when they go back, they might add fuel to the publicity for them, otherwise wouldn't they become accomplices in the assassination of their comrades
"The righteous way is that people like you will be despised."
Suddenly, there was a smiling but awe-inspiring female voice in the air, and the Changyinge monk who had just escaped from the fire circle let out a scream. Wen Ying only said: "Since you said that he colluded with Moxiu, then naturally I can't bear this false name in vain, I have to collude with him."
They were shocked.
"Fairy, we didn't mean that, we just—"
Without waiting for their excuses to come out, nineteen mouthfuls of red flames spewed out in an instant, and golden flames flew in the red, enveloping a more terrifying power than the blue-scaled fire! Their faces were distorted in fear, and their eyes were fixed on the gnawing flames, but at this moment, a few flying swords from the other side broke through their defenses, and only heard a soft "chuck", and they There was no way to escape, his body died and his way disappeared, and he was cremated into nothingness in an instant.
Wen Ying turned her head, only to see that Zhao Zhizhi's face was pale, and following the blow of the envoy Feijian, he vomited a mouthful of blood.
Sensing Wen Ying's gaze, he said, "Don't meddle in other people's business." His revenge will be avenged by himself.
After all, Nineteen was not high enough, and after one blow, he fell down a little bit, and Wen Ying fed him a dozen tonic pills to make him feel better.
"This is a good move." Wen Ying patted the little lion's head, knowing that he was learning and using it flexibly, and used the usage of blue scale fire, "I just want to use it concisely, and it will hit with one hit, and I have to wait for a higher level That’s good. Otherwise, it’s easy to damage the foundation, you know?”
Nineteen snatched the Buling Pill in his mouth and swallowed it, but turned his head in Zhao Zhizhi's direction, as if asking her if she wanted to save someone.
At this moment, Zhao Zhizhi's situation is precarious.
Without formulas to control, Yuxiao is still absorbing his spiritual energy, even if he wants to withdraw his spiritual energy now, it will be too late, if he withdraws it, he will be burned and swallowed by the blue scale fire, even if he casts the escape spell, he will not be able to survive the fire. Get away before you come.
There are people beside him who have not been able to escape, and their realm is low. In order to protect themselves, they can only replenish their spiritual power to him, but it is still a drop in the bucket, and they will try to break the self-healing restriction again.
"Zhao Daoyou, you must hold on!"
"Yes, our lives are in your hands!"
Just when the magic weapon of Yuxiao almost emptied the spiritual power in his body, a shadow suddenly jumped out of his dantian! This is left behind by the demon cultivator who plotted against him once. I don't know what it is, and it has never been eradicated and cured. Normally he can use spiritual power to suppress it, but now that his spiritual power is exhausted, it is ready to move.
There is phosphorous fire in front and shadow behind, which seems to be a dead end.
As soon as he gritted his teeth, he tried his best to exhaust his spiritual power and regress his cultivation base, and he also wanted to support the magic weapon of Yuxiao. The situation is critical, but he is extremely calm in his heart. Even if he dies, he will not die without a fight, not to mention that besides him, there are other people who need Yuxiao's protection. Only by fighting hard, maybe we can still find the hope of life!
Seeing that his spiritual power was about to be exhausted, those people immediately ignored their dignity and asked Wen Ying for help, begging bitterly, and said: "The fairy has good intentions for fellow Daoist Zhao. Now that fellow daoist Zhao is in danger, I hope the fairy will help you..."
Zhao Zhizhi frowned and looked at them, but said nothing. He didn't ask Wen Ying for help because he knew that although he had reminded the other party, Moxiu was always moody, and the two had different ways, so he had no obligation to save him.
"fool."
Suddenly, a sigh-like chuckle came out from her mouth, she didn't know who she was laughing at, and then the sleeves rolled up, the restraint was broken, those people wept with joy, and ran away.
When they got to a safe place, they looked back and their expressions suddenly changed.
Because the spiritual power was exhausted, Zhao Zhizhi failed to activate the escapism in time to escape. There was blood dripping from his mouth, which was smeared on the skirt of the moon white clothes. When going backwards, there was a wind, but it didn't send him to the exit.
—but pushed into the flames!
In their horror, they saw the fire engulfing the sky, the scales of fire flying, and Zhao Weizhi and the female demon cultivator disappeared together.
When being pushed into the fire, Zhao Wei looked at Wen Ying with deep eyes, as if disappointed for a moment.
He didn't expect the other party to save others, but he didn't expect that she would turn against him. But when you think about it carefully, even the Orthodox Friends faction will make trouble behind the scenes, and it seems normal for the Demon Cultivator to do such a thing.
The shadow had already spread all over his body, and was completely engulfed by the blue scale fire. Even if he wanted to fight, he had no other choice.
However, within a short while, he found that something was beyond his expectation. At this moment, the shadow has spread all over the meridians, almost oozing out of the skin. When it encounters the blue scale fire, the blue scale fire retreats somewhat, but after shrinking, it burns up without giving in. Two kinds of power, one cold and one hot Colliding inside and outside his body, using him as a battlefield, made him seem to be crushed by too much force.
But he didn't die.
He seized this opportunity extremely calmly, and his thoughts began to spin rapidly.
Refining fire.
The reason why human monks are able to outperform monsters and demon cultivators in their own fragile situation is because they are good at taking external forces as their own and making them part of their strength. Now that Shadow can temporarily contend against Blue Scale Fire, why doesn't he take advantage of it? Fight hard to refine the blue scale fire
Wen Ying, who was more than ten feet away from him, has been paying attention to him with her spiritual sense. Seeing him sit down cross-legged safely, she waved her hand, "Nineteen, didn't you say that there are fire crystals here? There is such a big sea of flames. There are quite a few, you can find some for me, okay?"
"Okay, okay... wait a minute..."
The boy's youthful voice sounded again. He is not proficient in human language, and he rarely talks to her at ordinary times. At this time, he can only respond to her bumpily.
The little lion's eyes were shining brightly, as if he was happy to do things for her, he jumped up and ran into the depths of the sea of fire.
After he left, Wen Ying took out an item she hadn't used for a long time, and set it on fire.
Meng Yinxiang, she remembered its origin, as if it was something from a fairy family.
Zhao Weizhi didn't expect that he would form alchemy in such a harsh environment. The blue-scaled fire was subdued very smoothly, and his spiritual power gradually recovered. The flames of the outside world joined forces, expelling the threat of shadow.
However, he had completed alchemy long ago, but there was a shadow lurking by his side, and he didn't dare to form alchemy at will. Now that the shadow fades, its suppression and threat disappear, and the subdued blue scale fire fills his body with spiritual power, to the point of overflowing status. If you forcibly suppress it, return to the door and form a pill again, there may be damage.
And out of this sea of flames, the Tianding Palace is even more dangerous.
Now that the crisis of the sea of fire is gone, there is blue scale fire in his body, even if the outside is not refined, it will not hurt him anymore. He made up his mind, took the elixir that he had been carrying for advancement, and formed the elixir on the spot.
At the beginning, it went smoothly, the meridians expanded, and the accumulation of liquid turned into pills. Just when the golden pills were formed in the body, the questioning heart came.
He just felt swallowed by a dark beast!
When the consciousness reappeared, it was a familiar scene, a certain mountain peak in Yuxiaomen, lush forests, a flowing stream, and the sunlight shining on the flowing water sparkled with ripples.
But what happened under such a scene was not good.
A young man dressed in the costume of an outer sect disciple had wounds all over his body and bloodstains on his face, while a group of young men in brocade clothes stood in front of him, looking down at him.
"A small outer disciple dared to use a hidden weapon to injure Senior Brother Xiao in the competition, what intentions did he have!"
"Senior brother Xiao is the son of the head of the sect, don't you want to stay in Yuxiaomen any longer?!"
The boy twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he was about to laugh, but was suddenly pushed to the ground, "Why, are you not convinced?!" Before he could reply, he heard them suddenly get excited, eager to try, and slap him from a distance call.
"Sister Wen!"
This title made him shudder.
From afar, he saw the girl he was very familiar with gradually approaching, but following the direction she was walking, he suddenly realized that she was no longer Wen Jiaying, the one who always ran behind him and made a fuss. The little Sakura who wanted him to play with her. The girl was born with pink cheeks and jade face, and when she smiled, it was like peach petals blowing in the breeze. Her figure was like a twitched willow branch, getting slimmer and more beautiful day by day.
He unconsciously lowered his head.
"What are you guys doing?"
Those people told her what he had done in outrage, as if to make her feel the same.
Seeing that the girl seemed to be convinced, he raised his head suddenly, staring at her with pitch-black eyes, "Senior Brother Xiao was carrying a hidden weapon and wanted to hurt people, but you know that I have learned martial artist skills, he couldn't hurt me, but was hurt by me instead , It’s because he’s not as skilled as others.”
The group of young men in brocade clothes were furious immediately, and even Senior Brother Xiao seemed to have a look of disbelief.
But the girl said: "Brothers, don't get angry, we are immortal cultivators, why should we argue with a warrior?"