The sky was full of fire and heat.

Everyone was deep in the world of the Red Fire Array, sweating profusely, sticky and wet, extremely uncomfortable, everyone's clothes showed circles of sweat stains, and their breathing was also affected, and the air they inhaled was mixed with the pungent smell of sulfur, choking out tears...... But when the rain and snow sword flew out, the situation was greatly improved.

The rain and snow sword flew out of Meng Fan's hand, accompanied by an amazing sound of breaking the air, sprinkled a rain curtain in the air, and a large rain fell from it, although it was not substantial, but it gave people a very real feeling, and it was even accompanied by a loud sound, among the rain curtains, there was a vast white snow falling, making the ambient temperature plummet, forming an independent ice and rain and snow world, which was spectacular and beautiful.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

The monks looked at the scene outlined by the rain and snow sword in shock, and greedily opened their mouths to breathe, a trace of cold breath entered their lungs, as if in the hot summer, they suddenly entered the ice cellar, which was called a refreshing, and at the same time, they also envied Meng Fan who had the rain and snow sword, all the magic weapons they obtained in the trial, none of them could compare to the rain and snow sword.

Those fire men holding fiery red spears were suddenly shrouded in this strange world, the flames on their bodies were extinguished one after another in the rain and snow, and they made a sneering sound, and the spears in their hands also cooled down, turning into black iron spears, and their momentum was greatly attenuated.

The Burning Man stopped and looked at the sky, his eyes confused.

The face of the old man riding the bull under the hat was even more gloomy, and at this moment, the moss on the ground next to him rose without warning, and a figure suddenly came out, with a thick cold aura on his body, and stretched out his hand to drag it towards the old man!

"Bold!"

When the old man was distracted, a person suddenly appeared from his side, he was really frightened, waved the flute in his hand, and drew a light that was more than the sword light or the suction, and cut it on the figure.

There was a snort, and the figure broke in two.

At this time, the old man waved his hand and patted the cow's back, and his figure suddenly floated out, but it was still a little slower, and a large amount of ice mist rolled out from the figure that was broken in two, and the white expanse enveloped the old man's figure.

Meng Fan pinched his fingers, and the cold qi surged, and the sound of clicking and freezing constantly sounded inside.

"The little deputy palace master is a good means!"

Seeing this, the monks couldn't help but shout!

That figure was nothing else, it was a paper man, I don't know when it was put into the ground by Meng Fan, and through the thick moss on the ground, it crawled to the old man's side, and there was a surprise attack!

"You can move your muscles!"

Meng Fan glanced at the fire man who was no longer on fire, and quickly swept towards the cold qi where the old man was.

"Let's do it too!"

The monks were full of fighting spirit, brandishing their weapons and rushing towards the fire men who had lost their arrogant coats, shouting that the killing sound shook the sky, Shangguan Ning raised his hand and pointed at the water mist in the sky, and the water mist rolled in a burst of tumbling, condensed into countless water swords, and flew towards the fire man with a sneer, and a battle began.

"Is the Earth Flame Lotus ripe now?"

Meng Fan stood in the extremely cold ice fog and said indifferently at the old man riding the bull.

His cultivation has been restored to the Nine Perfections, the perfect Heaven Cutting Realm plus a body of creation, and his combat power is comparable to that of a true immortal powerhouse, and he doesn't care so much about the old man riding the bull, after all, this trial is immortal, and all the crises in the trial will not be too outrageous.

Click!

The old bull rider was wrapped in a layer of ice all over his body at this time, and the hat also fell to the ground, looking at Meng Fan with fiery red eyes through the ice, it was difficult to say a word, Meng Fan was too lazy to waste time on the bull riding old man, turned around, looked forward through the ice mist.

The whole mountain top turned out to be a huge magma pool, which was bubbling with magma bubbles, a large amount of red smoke poured into the sky, making people see it shockingly, in the center of the magma pool, there was a red lotus leaf growing abruptly, a red lotus flower, standing proudly in the lotus leaf, it can really be said to be straight from the outside, not vines and branches, fragrant and clear, pavilion and pure planting, giving people a sense of holiness that can be viewed from a distance and can not be blasphemed.

And in the center of the lotus, there is a seed of fire floating in it, which is the red flame.

Not to mention the red fire, the moment he saw the lotus flower, Meng Fan's mood surged violently, his hands trembled slightly, looking for so long and paying so much hard work, the main purpose was not for it?

"Earth Flame Lotus!"

Meng Fan took a deep breath, stepped on the edge of the magma pool, leaned down and pressed his hand in the magma, a large amount of ice attribute true qi gushed out, rapidly spreading towards the Earth Yan Lotus, and where it passed, the magma began to solidify, forming a hard path, which was also like a small pontoon bridge in the magma pool.

Meng Fan was about to step on the pontoon bridge, when he suddenly heard a loud rumbling sound behind him, frowned and looked over, only to see the ice wrapped around the old man on the bull riding burst, and the old man on the bull rode fiercely pounced on him!

"You're not qualified to get the Earth Flame Lotus, get out of here!"

In the angry shouts, the skin on the old bull rider's body peeled off layer by layer, revealing the fiery red body hidden inside, revealing his original form, which looked like an elderly version of the fire spirit.

Before anyone arrived, the heat invaded.

"Is this place still malicious to me?"

Meng Fan shrugged his shoulders as he looked at the majestic male bull-riding old man, he guessed that if other cultivators succeeded in reaching the top of the mountain, this old man might take the initiative to put the Earth Yan Lotus in the other party's hands, giving people the cultivation they deserve, how could they be embarrassed in every way when they got here?

If he cultivates to be a person who is still sealed, I am afraid that he will be buried here.

"It's understandable that you protect the Earth Yanlian, and you don't let the mediocre get it!" Meng Fan couldn't help but feel a touch of anger rise in his heart, and when he spoke, his right hand clicked into a fist and blasted towards the old bull rider, "But you really think I'm not qualified?"

Boom!

The red-hot air flow reversed, and the magma pool rippled.

The old man on the bull rode backwards, staring at Meng Fan's right hand in shock, his face was full of horror, only to see that Meng Fan had an extra black glove on his right hand, and the lines on it were complicated, diffusing a mysterious and unpredictable aura!

"What are you wearing?" the old man on the bull rider asked in shock, his current state was the spirit body condensed by the magma pool over the years, and the physical body of an ordinary cultivator couldn't touch him at all, why did Meng Fan hit him with a punch?

And a sturdy one!

With the power of the shock, Meng Fan floated down to the pontoon bridge that had just been erected, suppressed the tumbling blood qi in his body, and looked at his right hand: "Good thing." ”

The gloves he wore on his hands were the ones he had thrown from the sect elders.

After recognizing the Lord's Whip, he also used the past few days to recognize the Lord's carving knife and the gloves to recognize the Lord, and it was much easier to recognize the Lord's gloves than the Lord's Whip.

Standing on the hot pontoon bridge, Meng Fan calmly looked at the old man riding the bull: "Can I go to pick lotus?"