"What's the matter, Ji Lao, my body is out of control!"

The Holy Son of Huoqian was a little panicked, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

"Holy Son, the same is true of the old man, there is some kind of power that forcibly controls our actions, what kind of power is this, even Mahayana monks can be restrained by it!"

Ji Lao was also a little flustered, a look of horror flashed in his eyes, and he had a bad premonition that this strange situation might be related to the black flame.

As he spoke, a man and a beast had already rushed towards the black flames, kneeling on their knees and raising their hands high, as if they were worshipping.

"Why do I feel the urge to kneel, and my body is actually rushing towards the flames!"

"That's right, it must be this flame that made the hell, damn it, what is there in this that can actually control our actions!"

Ji Lao was frightened, his body did not stagnate in the slightest, and he directly disappeared into the pitch-black flames.

In an instant, the spiritual power in the body burned at an extremely terrifying speed, and the original massive amount of spiritual power was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The same is true for the Holy Son of Huoqian, it only has the cultivation of the Tribulation Period, and the spiritual power in the body is not comparable to the Mahayana Period, it is almost just a breathing time, and the spiritual power in its dantian has a tendency to be depleted.

"This flame is actually able to devour the spiritual power in the monk's body, and the speed of devouring is so terrifying!"

"Qilin Secret Technique!"

The Holy Son of Huoqian was completely panicked, and directly activated the hole cards, activated the Qilin bloodline in his body, and layers of mysterious blood-colored runes manifested, and the ancient aura was permeated, making up for the shortage of spiritual power in his body.

However, the burning of the flames was still continuous, and after the spiritual power bottomed out, the flames began to devour the power of the Qilin bloodline in the body of the Fire Dry Holy Son.

"This flame can even devour the power of the Qilin bloodline, what is the origin!"

"Ji Lao, think of a way, if it goes on like this, the Qilin bloodline in my body will be devoured!"

The Holy Son of Huoqian shouted, but he knelt on the ground with his body inquiring, unable to move.

Its heart was terrified to the extreme, the Qilin bloodline was its biggest reliance, and it was because of the existence of the power of this bloodline that it could cultivate divine speed, comprehend advanced exercises, and fight beyond the level.

Now the power of the bloodline is disappearing at a terrifying rate, and if it continues like this, even if it is saved, it will be difficult to gain a foothold in the Huolin Cave without the power of the bloodline.

Ji Lao also realized the seriousness of the problem, the spiritual power in his body had already been burned by more than half, not to mention that he was just the Holy Son of the Tribulation Period, the power of the bloodline was the foundation of the Huolin Cave monk, if it was devoured, it would be difficult to practice an inch in the future.

It's the same as being a waste!

His heart was so anxious that he couldn't see anything in the darkness, he could only feel that his hand had vaguely touched a cold metal object, very sharp, as if it were a sword?

The treasure in the flames is a sword?

This black flame was released by a sword?

In the center of the flames, Li Xiaobai smiled at the corner of his mouth.

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The monks of this Huolin Cave are not ordinary, one man and one beast, and in just a few breaths, the burning range of the hellfire has increased by several meters.

"Giggle, boy, them!"

Ji ruthlessly continued to be excited, and her two small eyes stared at the two kneeling figures in front of her.

"On the one hand, the use of resources emphasizes a sustainable use and development, you broken chicken knows an egg?"

Li Xiaobai casually pulled Ji Ruthless aside, silently calculating the time in his heart.

Put the sword in your hand into the ring, and the skill disappears.

"Run!"

The Holy Son of Fire Dry in the flames and Ji Lao instantly regained their freedom, and regardless of anything else, they tried their best to rush out of the flames, and their bodies flashed and retreated hundreds of meters.

There was a look of fear in his eyes.

The Holy Son of Huoqian gasped heavily, the spiritual power in his body had been completely depleted, not only that, but the power of the bloodlines in his body was much thinner, and this wave of losses was huge.

The power of the bloodline is the foundation of its existence, but if there is any damage, it will definitely lose its strength, and it can't be said that in this trial, it will leave early.

"Holy Son, are you alright?"

Ji Lao took out a bottle of pills, quickly helped the Holy Son of Huoqian to take it, and ran the exercises in his hands, quickly helping him recover the spiritual power in his body.

"Old Ji, this flame is too evil, I am reckless, my bloodline is damaged, this trial, I am afraid it will be difficult to compete with other holy sons. ”

Huoqian Holy Son said with a somewhat bitter face.

"The Holy Son doesn't need to think too much, the trial period is full of variables, and no one knows the end until the end. ”

"Let's go back first, the flame matter, in the long run. ”

Ji Lao comforted that the foundation of the Holy Son had been damaged, and he could no longer let the Dao heart be damaged.

"No, the matter of the flame has already been known to several Holy Sons, how can I be the only one who is injured?"

"There should be other Holy Sons coming tonight, let's just wait here and lead the other Holy Sons into the flames to check!"

The cold glint in the eyes of the Holy Son of Huoqian flickered, and he said gloomily, anyway, its strength has been damaged, it is better to simply do it, and everyone's strength will be damaged together.

If calculated so evenly, there is still so much difference in everyone's strength.

Ji Lao thought for a moment and nodded slowly, although it was a bad move, it was useful.

Otherwise, it is really difficult to be competitive with the current Holy Son alone.

One man and one beast silently retreated, retreating behind a boulder a mile away to hide, they couldn't figure out the path of the black flame, in order to prevent the body from losing control again, they decided to stay away.

Li Xiaobai watched everything in the depths of the flames, and did not stop it much, it was just a mile, and it was useless in front of his own skills.

Wait for this person and beast to recover first, and then brush up again.

The fourth battlefield was silent, a few minutes later.

A piece of rubble fell from a great height and hit the ground with a crisp sound.

The Holy Son of Fire Dry didn't move, holding his breath and waiting for what would happen next.

After a few breaths, another white figure broke into Li Xiaobai's line of sight, this figure was sneaky, turning back three times in one step, and had a strong sense of anti-reconnaissance.

After wandering in the distance and observing for a while, he trotted close to the black flames of the battlefield.

Li Xiaobai was happy, it was no one else, it was Ergouzi, I have to say, this guy is quite cautious, first use the sound to test if there is anyone else here, and then deliberately pretend to find a stalker to detect whether anyone is really tracking behind.

It's just a pity that the real behind-the-scenes boss is not in the rear, but in the flames directly in front of him.

Those who came today are all leeks.

Harvesting, unsentimental.