Stepping on the broken temple door, Zhou Tong walked out of the hall, looked up at Fang Huairan who was standing in the air, and replied: "There are no other monks, as described in the classics, there is nothing else in the hall except for a cloud of Tianfu Purple Flame. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"That's good, I'll clean it up, and I'll go in and collect Tianfu Ziyan!" After speaking, Fang Huairan collected the things on the four Wuyang Clan and the three Tianji Pavilion monks, popped out several fireballs, and after destroying their corpses, he fell in front of the temple gate and walked into the hall side by side with Zhou Tong.

Slightly different from what you see outside, the whole hall is not divided into three layers, but a huge space with a high shelf, except for the center, four meters above the ground in the hall floats a purple flame with a diameter of more than two meters, and the whole hall is extremely hot and dry, and there is nothing else.

According to the records in the classics, this hall is a special place for Tianzhao Palace to refine high-level magic weapons, Tianfu Ziyan is currently known, whether it is the Silent Spirit Realm, the Dongyang Realm or the Demon Realm, it is the flame with the highest success rate of refining, according to the test of the senior monks, it can be increased by at least one percent, and if you are lucky, it is possible to increase the success rate by two percent.

There was originally a Lingbao-level refining furnace in the hall, but it was later taken away by the monks of Tianji Pavilion, and Tianfu Ziyan was too high, unless the monk of the Transformation Period made a move, it was a monk of the Yuan Infant Stage, and the number of people was small and he could not collect this fire, so it has been kept until now.

Even if Fang Huairan and Zhou Tong wanted to collect it on this trip, they also had to use spells to attack Tianfu Ziyan, catch up with which lucky time, scatter small flames from the large flames, and then they could take the opportunity to collect them with the copper lamp magic weapon.

Of course, the so-called good luck is related to the power of the spell attack, the greater the power, the higher the success rate, the reason why Lin Tianrui let the two collect it is that he believes that the power of the two attacks will definitely not be low.

Of course, the two of them also have their own little abacus in their hearts, and when they learned about the method of collecting this fire, Fang Huairan and Zhou Tong also deduced that they used the five-color divine light and yin and yang Xuanguang to collect more spiritual fire.

Recalling the records in the classics, Fang Huairan and Zhou Tong were ready to take action to collect this fire, the two of them originally planned to attack this fire with the five-color divine light or the Shangyuan Zixiao Divine Thunder, but it was not an entity after all, and the two were not sure if it would work, and now the two of them have a lot of magic weapons from foreign races or Dongyang realm monks, and the two of them plan to attack with physical magic weapons, after all, according to the records, the effect is better, and of course it is more expensive.

Fang Huairan took out the natal magic weapon obtained from the hub space and those monks of the Lotus Yuan Sword Sect from the storage bag, and did not practice it, but directly picked it up vigorously with his hands, injected mana into it, and threw it at the purple fire.

I saw the flying sword swoop, passing through the purple fire, and with a bang, it landed on the floor behind the purple fire.

But unfortunately, the purple fire was not shot out at all, except for the place where the flying sword passed through a little shaking.

Fang Huairan stretched out his hand and grabbed the flying sword void that fell to the ground, and the flying sword made a turn, bypassing the purple fire, and was sucked into Fang Huairan's hand.

Fang Huairan held the hilt of the sword, looked at it both front and back, and found that it was worthy of the Lotus Yuan Sword Sect's natal magic weapon for sword cultivation, and the material was really good, except for some signs of melting on the sword body, it still maintained the shape of the sword.

Fang Huairan shrugged his shoulders at Zhou Tong and smiled helplessly, this fire is really difficult to contain, it seems that the two of them have to be ready to keep experimenting.

Zhou Tong shook his head and smiled lightly and suggested: "Why don't we sacrifice a few more swords at once, that will be more powerful, maybe the purple fire will be easier to be knocked out." ”

"It's okay to try, anyway, it's not your magic weapon and don't feel distressed. Fang Huairan nodded.

After speaking, Fang Huairan handed the three flying swords to Zhou Tong, and then injected the remaining two unused flying swords in his hand, plus the damaged flying swords, into mana respectively, gave Zhou Tong a look, and after shouting "one, two, three", they threw them towards the purple fire together.

Six flying swords lined up in a circle and stabbed into the flames, and soon passed near the edge of the fireball, unlike the last time, it really brought up a flame, but the flames were not far from the fireball, and they retracted into the fireball, and the two of them did not succeed.

The six flying swords passed through the fireball, landing to the ground with all their strength, and the surface was melted to varying degrees, Fang Huairan raised his hand with a move, took back the six flying swords, handed three to Zhou Tong, stared at the three flying swords in his hand, and analyzed: "There should be more than ten more tests." ”

Zhou Tong also looked at the flying sword in his hand, nodded and suggested: "More than ten times is enough, just that time I almost succeeded, I feel that two more flying swords should be successful, this time let's use two more to try, how about it?"

Fang Huairan nodded in agreement, took out two flying swords from the Great World Mirror, handed one to Zhou Tong, and the two continued to sacrifice the flying swords and hit the same place as the purple fireball.

With a pop, the eight flying swords passed through the fireball almost at the same time, and sure enough, as Zhou Tong expected, the tail of the flying sword smoothly brought out a fist-sized cluster of flames.

After this cluster of flames was brought out, it did not retract into the fire mass as it did last time, but flew forward for a short distance by inertia, and after exhausting its strength, it was attracted by the large fire mass and flew towards it slowly.

Successfully separated a small ball of flames, how could Fang Huairan let it go back to the big flame, saying that it was too late, and then quickly, the five-colored divine light shot out, covering the flames in it, and fixed it in the air.

It is worthy of the innate five-color divine light, and it is extremely easy to set it in mid-air to deal with the purple fire of the fire attribute, of course, this is also because there are relatively few fires, if it is that large mass of purple fire, Fang Huairan doesn't need to try, he knows that the five-color divine light can't fix the other party, not only that, but it may be burned through by the other party, and even Fang Huairan, who is the master, may be injured.

After all, restraint is based on the premise that the size of both sides is about the same, if the size of the two sides is very different, then there is no restraint at all, for example, the bottle of water may extinguish the match, but there is nothing to be done in the face of the torch, only the end of being evaporated.

Fang Huairan took out the copper lamp magic weapon given by Lin Tianrui from the storage belt and pointed it at the purple fire in the air, and the mana was input into the lamp, and a suction force came from the twist of the lamp, and the purple fire was inhaled.

It's strange to say that such a ball of fire was actually sucked in by the copper lamp magic weapon, and it didn't fail to fit at all.

The purple fire was inhaled, Fang Huairan looked at the magic weapon of the copper lamp up and down, left and right, and found that except for the purple fire the size of a soybean grain at the lamp bowl, there was no other change in the whole lamp, and the temperature was still cold before, and it did not become warm or hot at all because of the purple fire.

Fang Huairan was amazed, it was worthy of being a special magic weapon used to hold Tianfu Ziyan!

Thinking of this, Fang Huairan handed the copper lamp in his hand to Zhou Tong, so that she could also have a long experience.

Zhou Tong looked at Fang Huairan's movements, shook his head helplessly and chuckled, took the copper lamp and felt it.