Smallpox was silent for a moment, as if it was now the time to truly recognize his current situation.

He thought for a moment and said, " No, if there is another way, I will not take the way of blood sacrifice, you must know that although it is not a difficult thing to find eighteen female sword cultivators in the entire scavengers, it is not very simple to find eighteen female sword cultivators who meet the special conditions, the key is that this matter is still not able to attract anyone's attention before success, after all, my Heavenly Dao Society is not strong enough to be able to protect the tombs of the five poisonous scattered people, if the news here is leaked out, it is necessary to bear the risk of being regarded as a common enemy by all the scavengers, and attack it en masse。 ”

Smallpox was clearly looking for a safer solution.

Ning Qingqiu's letting go of those female sword cultivators made him very surprised, the sacrifices placed there now were not used, and this matter was actually handled by his smallpox and heavenly dao, so the sin of catching those female monks could not be borne by Ning Qingqiu, this was a pie that fell from the sky at all, and without bearing the cause and effect, he could enjoy the benefits of directly opening the tomb, such a good thing could not be asked for by others, Ning Qingqiu They actually did not cherish it and pushed it out, it was really shocking.

Smallpox also knew that Ning Qingqiu was now soft and hard.

So it was explained very clearly: "...... There is another way that is not the solution. That is to use the three kinds of heaven and earth different fires, directly gather and burn the lock of the ice and ice under this altar, that is, you can open this tomb, if you can really get the three kinds of heaven and earth different fires, it is simply more difficult than finding the key of our family's ancestors......."

His last word became stammering continuously, as if he had goat madness.

The eyes are all straight.

Because right in front of his eyes, a second ago he was still talking about the impossible, and it was just playing out in front of his eyes.

Ning Qingqiu's hand lit up with a transparent flame, warm and transparent like a flame like holy light, obviously it has the power to destroy the world, but it makes people feel extremely close to it, it is a clear and pure glass fire, also known as the impure fire, which is the enemy and nemesis of all filth;

The man in the black hat next to him has been silent, basically has not spoken or shown his face along the way, just stretched out his palm, the white five fingers have a graceful arc, a pitch-black flame is so silently burning, it looks like there is no trace of violence, but smallpox happens to be a small group of people who are more knowledgeable, he recognizes it, this is hellfire, the legendary netherworld cold fire, it can be said to be the most ferocious of the fire of heaven and earth, because it is a murderer whether it is an outsider or its own master。

And the little white face who has always been unwilling to be lonely jumps up and down...... Anyway, if he knew that smallpox had given him such an evaluation, he would definitely be angry to death.

In Mingyuan's hands, it was Nanming Lihuo, whom he basically didn't use much.

At the beginning, even Ning Qingqiu's eyes were hot for a while.

It is definitely a super flame that can rank in the top three in terms of lethality in the different fires of heaven and earth.

It was a golden-red flame, jumping, blazing, the flame that looked most like a flame.

Smallpox was so dumbfounded.

It's not just him, even Shiva and Ji are all stupid.

After living for so long, I really didn't expect that one day I would be able to see such a spectacle.

There are three kinds of different fires in heaven and earth, this is not Chinese cabbage, what else is there to wholesale......

Looking at Ning Qingqiu and their group, it was really difficult not to be angry, but looking at the strength of other people, it seemed that such a strong monk had such a different fire, which complemented each other, and it seemed that there was nothing to be jealous of.

But having said that, but they are not saints, it is naturally impossible for them to feel that they can really let go of the emotions in their hearts completely.

There is no way for any monk to be calm when he sees the scene in front of him.

Ning Qingqiu stared at a pair of big watery eyes and pretended to be innocent, and asked, "What's the matter? Aren't you talking about the three kinds of heaven and earth different fires? Is this enough." ”

Smallpox, the others almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

This is really a great pretense to say, which makes people very depressed.

What is called enough, this is simply trampling people's self-esteem under their feet, and showing off wealth is not so show-off, isn't this deliberately pulling hatred, the strength is amazing!

The strength is truly remarkable.

After the grief and indignation in my heart, I began to accept this fact.

All in all, now that they are in the tomb, it is hopeful.

Ning Qingqiu and the three of them have always been very tacit, although this is the first time to manipulate their respective heaven and earth different fires, but the process is extremely smooth, it can be called seamless, people look at it and even think that they have cooperated many times.

The altar was easily burned and melted away.

It was originally cast with very strong equipment, but unfortunately, when it encountered the fire of heaven and earth, it was simply useless for heroes.

This is where the bronze stone locks in the ground are revealed.

Ning Qingqiu was amazed: "This is really ingenious, and I don't know how much effort it took to build it." ”

It's a pity that they can't be stopped.

Smallpox's eyes were completely dark.

His last hope was gone.

Originally, I thought that if Ning Qingqiu and they were unwilling to carry out a blood sacrifice with such a virgin mentality, it would be impossible to open the tomb of the Five Poison Sanren, but now......

It's a pity that my dreams didn't last long.

Ning Qingqiu's power of their different fires was really extraordinary, even the Xuan Ice Cold Marrow had no way to resist the power of the three different fires for too long, and it melted like this.

Ning Qingqiu's sword-shaped true qi just rushed open the door directly, and she beckoned: "Let's go, let's go in." ”

Ji Du and the others took a deep breath and followed.

Originally, they thought it was a dark and narrow passage, but when they walked in, they found that there was a different cave, it was very open, although it didn't look very bright, but it was still not the same dark appearance as Ning Qingqiu imagined and entering the black market, but there was a faint glimmer, at least the surrounding stone walls could be seen clearly.

Ning Qingqiu said with a smile: "It really doesn't look like he has walked into some kind of tomb, the Five Poisons Sanren is actually a person with a very normal aesthetic and even much better than ordinary monks, look at the murals on these stone walls, they are exquisite." ”