"What is this?"

"Ahh My eyes..."

The colorless flames attached to the bodies of more than a dozen Sword Sect monks swayed, and the flames slowly burned unhurriedly, and the accompanying Sword Sect monks lacked pieces of flesh and blood on their bodies, turning into pieces of ashes and dancing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The vitality in the body is useless, the power of the divine soul is useless, and all kinds of magic weapons, all kinds of spells, Dao methods, and secret techniques are all useless. The monks of the Sword Sect tried all means, and the strange transparent flames did not flicker or extinguish, even after despair, they slapped with their bare hands, and tried to extinguish them, and the flames also penetrated through the body, causing more sparks to be contaminated and flesh to dissipate faster.

A cultivator was swept away by the splashing flames on the wrist of the Fifth Heaven Sword Sect cultivator, and he immediately realized that this strange flame not only could not be removed, but was still burning with flesh and bones.

Without hesitation, he swung his sword and cut off half of his arm, but before he could hurt his crippled body, he was also affected by the strange flames, sticking to the same door to the neck, but he had fallen into a state of madness, and collided with him crookedly, and the colorless flames burned into his chest again.

The twenty-four monks of the Sword Sect, including Hao Ziqi, were sixteen of them who were splashed by Zhao Yunfan's Chiyang Protective Body True Evil, and the remaining few people on the periphery were either contaminated by reckless rescue of the same sect, or were passively harmed by the same sect, and none of them were spared.

In the eyes of the more than 200 Xiaotian Sect monks who hurried here at the edge of the crater, they were in chaos in the center of the crater, and they were not trying their best to slap the flames on their bodies, but they were desperately agitating their vitality to cast spells indiscriminately, and they had already abandoned their own natal spirit treasure swords that were not separated from their swords.

However, the fire became more and more ferocious, and the flying ash fluttering in the air became more and more dense, and some of the same people fell to the ground from the air, and the wind rose and the fire was engulfed in an instant.

This strange transparent flame could not be contaminated, hundreds of zhang away, and the more than two hundred Sword Sect monks who rushed to the rescue outside the crater had this idea in their hearts.

At the same time, Zhao Yunfan's body in the fall shook violently, and the body of the water spirit collapsed in the air, and the raging sword qi in his body was finally emptied.

Zhao Yunfan's luck was still relatively good, if it weren't for his body being taken away from the water spirit, the sword qi accumulated by these four swords would be enough to Ling Chi. Even so, it is still a loss to always hook up the water spirit inheritance vein, the vitality of heaven and earth, and the endless flow of divine soul power, otherwise the eyebrow entrance will definitely not be guarded, and the dantian Dao fruit is needless to say.

The goal has been achieved, Zhao Yunfan was frightened at the same time, but also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had wandered outside the ghost gate.

Turning over in the air, stepping on the ground three and a half feet in the air, a wave of ripples rippled, Zhao Yunfan galloped towards the entrance of the deaf and dumb dragon man sitting in the cave.

Yun Huanhuan and the others had already entered the deaf and dumb old man's cave, and Hao Ziqi was bound to die, and the only sword sect monks who came from the periphery were not enough to intercept Zhao Yunfan in terms of distance, as if the end was already doomed.

But just when Zhao Yunfan broke into the ten zhang range of the mouth, under the perception of his divine soul, a pitch-black ancient lamp rose behind him.

The lotus base, the withered vine waist, the light on the crescent plate is like a bean, the shape is simple, and the vicissitudes of life are blowing on the face.

The faint fireflies that are about to be extinguished are not the light white, reddish, or pale blue of the worldly flames, but they are pitch-black flames, which is more accurate to count as sparks.

A little spark is black to the extreme, the purest black, it is like a black hole engulfing nothingness, sucking into the wind, the space is concave inward, and the external perception of the divine soul cannot escape its invisible gravitational engulfment.

Hao Ziqi's chest was mostly hollow, his bright red heart was directly exposed, and it was still beating rhythmically, and wisps of transparent flames floated up from his body, falling into the black sparks of the ancient lamp held high in his hand, and quickly cleared.

He held the ancient lamp aloft and waved his arm, and a trace of transparent flames drifted away from the surrounding Sword Sect monks, swallowed by black sparks. Hao Ziqi's eyes swept away, and his face was hideous, because even if he sucked up the strange transparent fireworks in time, he did not have the protection of the ancient lantern magic weapon like him, and more than 20 Hao family guards had lost their ability to control the sky, and their vitality gradually disappeared, and they fell to the ground one after another.

The catastrophe of heaven and earth, the escape of spiritual energy, the path of cultivation has changed since then, they have not cultivated to true immortals, they have not condensed the primordial gods, and their bodies have suffered great damage.

Who will prepare the flesh for the sacrifice? Who would give up his flesh for others to take?

"Die..."

Hao Ziqi, who had always been light and light, had bloodshot eyes, looking at Zhao Yunfan, who was about to get into the deaf and dumb old man's cave, and pushed out the ancient lamp in his hand.

The black spark in the ancient lamp flashed, then disappeared, and then burst out a puff of black silk thread, which was even thinner than spider silk, and it was not easy to detect it if you didn't look closely.

Zhao Yunfan suddenly felt that his ankles tightened, and the momentum of the forward rush suddenly stagnated, and his body was upside down under the huge inertia. He bent down, bowed, reversed the direction and confronted Hao Ziqi, the water pattern sword in his hand kept moving, and a sword slashed through the black silk thread wrapped around his ankle.

The sword has passed, but the line is still there.

Before Zhao Yunfan was ready to break his leg and break free from the restraints, a cold and lonely breath rushed straight to his brain, and the body of the water spirit was unhindered, but the vitality in his body seemed to be frozen, static and solidified, and the spirit and soul of the turtle shrank into the entrance, and the water spirit inheritance vein was blocked.

A great sense of crisis hit my heart, this is the most basic talent of the water spirit to predict the danger, just like the water spirit is naturally good at concealment.

The Red Sun Protector appeared at the ankles, but it had no effect on the black silk thread, and the transparent flame of the tried-and-tested spirit climbed the black silk thread, and then slipped off on its own, extinguishing in the air.

There was a cold and lonely aura rushing into the entrance of the eyebrows, Zhao Yunfan's mind began to become confused, and his vision was quietly blurred, flickering bright and dark.

Hao Ziqi's hideous face showed a look of excitement, this is the expression that should be put to death and then lived, and this is also the expression that revenge should have.

Placing the spark on the ancient lamp in front of him, he confided out word by word, saying: "I don't know what to do, since you want to find death, fulfill you..."

Call... Hao Ziqi continued to take a breath and blew the black spark placed in front of him, and it looked like an ancient lamp that would go out at any time spewed out a jet-black flame that was arm thick and half a zhang long.

The black color seemed heavy, but the black flame was light and fluttering, flying towards Zhao Yunfan unhurriedly, like a black gauze streamer dancing in the air.

Since I chose to save everyone, not to take Yun Huanhuan alone, since I dare to kill you with arrogance, I don't have more than this, if you don't want to die happily, I will tell you to die in despair!

When Zhao Yunfan was about to fall into the pitch-black field of vision, a black and white hair came into view.

The black and white hair spontaneously combusted without fire, bursting out a cloud of white smoke the size of a few feet, and the black flames that followed drilled into the white smoke, black and white blended, and Zhao Yunfan in the rear was safe and sound.

"What the hell! Well... Who? Who burned Uncle Ben with fire? ”

The fog dissipated, and the black flames burned, and there was something inside that was waving its teeth and claws, and at the same time roaring angrily, but it was a pity that the tone was immature, like a three-year-old child, and there was no deterrent at all.

The object opened its mouth and inhaled, and the flames gathered and it swallowed in one gulp.

The true appearance is revealed, it is a small beast with a body length of only a few feet, the head has sharp horns, the eye sockets are strange and white hair, the rest of the body is pitch black, the dense animal hair hangs down to the abdomen, the wisps are wisps, and the stubby limbs are trampled in the air, like the first time to control the sky, it seems unnatural.

Yukong was unstable, the black beast fell from the air, and swung on the black silk thread tied to Zhao Yunfan's ankle, but the black silk thread penetrated by Zhao Yunfan's water pattern sword became substantial in front of it, and bounced up again, and the short and thick limbs swung blindly in the air, and finally stabilized its body again.

The little beast's suspicious eyes glanced everywhere, looking at Zhao Yunfan, who was stunned with his eyes closed, and then at the black silk thread wrapped around his feet, and then along the black silk thread, he saw Hao Ziqi holding an ancient lamp.

Eventually, it was concluded: "Uh... Are you guys fighting? Could this be the Star Field? Wow.. Uncle Ben has finally arrived in the star field, the old immortal, now scolding your ancestors for eight lifetimes, you can't hear it! Hahaha..."

Hao Ziqi poured out a bottle of nectar, sprinkled it on the hollow wound, stared coldly at the little black beast that suddenly appeared and laughed wildly, his eyes were suspicious, he didn't know who to ask, and said: "The mouth can speak, and the true spirit of the blood contract is opened?" ”

More than 200 monks from the periphery of the Sword Sect had already arrived and surrounded Zhao Yunfan, but they were also frightened by the sentence of the young sect master of his own family, "Enlightening the Blood Pact True Spirit", and did not dare to rush forward.

"Where's the girl? Hey... Ahh The little black beast bit off the black silk thread on Zhao Yunfan's ankle, and looked at Zhao Yunfan expectantly, waiting for an answer.

Hao Ziqi saw that the silk thread shot out by the ancient lamp was easily bitten off by the black beast, and he frowned suddenly, he couldn't feel any breath on the black beast, which was completely inconsistent with the ordinary "Blood Pact True Spirit". But the strange thing is that it really took a blow from the secret treasure given to him by the ancestor, and easily bit off the black silk thread that was not within the five elements.

It can be known that the ancient lamp in his hand is the secret treasure of the ancient name, and its name is the palm edge lamp, absorbing the faith and willingness of all beings, and the complex thoughts as the means of attack, polluting the five elements of the magic weapon, absorbing the five elements of magic, Taoism, and secret arts, which is really a treasure with anti-heaven efficacy.

Although the formation runes have been inscribed, so that the monks who only cultivate the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi can use it after the catastrophe, the power has decreased slightly, and their own cultivation is too low to show the true effect of the magic weapon, but it is not easy to be collected by the ancestors and solemnly handed over to their own magic weapons?

Hao Ziqi here was shocked, and over there Zhao Yunfan lost his black silk thread body, and his body had returned to normal, he was looking at the black beast dumbfounded, and asked without answering: "Why are you?" That.. He didn't come? ”

"He? Old and immortal? He didn't come, Uncle Ben slept well, and suddenly he was summoned by you, Uncle Ben still wondered! By the way, what about the female doll? Uncle Ben told you, the matter of concluding the True Spirit Blood Contract is not without discussion, don't listen to that old immortal nonsense who doesn't answer anything, he is confused. "The little black beast walked through the void with the enemies of the Sword Sect looking around, and it enjoyed its current state of being in the sky.

Zhao Yunfan couldn't listen to its words at all, an evil fire grew in his heart, and he felt like he had been deceived, and when the black beast finished speaking, he roared loudly: "Then what about so many people?" I'm here to kill them, not to play! ”

Nonsense is useless, Zhao Yunfan gritted his teeth, tried to calm the evil fire in his heart, no longer paid attention to the black beast, the divine soul perception spread ten zhang, locked the deaf and dumb old man sitting at the entrance of the cave, he had already begun to think about how to break through.

It is not difficult to enter the deaf and dumb old man to sit in the cave, but it is difficult for the monks of the Sword Sect to follow up together, and then follow him to catch up with Yun Huanhuan, what should they do?

Escape? Surrounded by so many Sword Sect monks, it is not easy to escape, but with this little black beast, the strange magic weapon in Hao Ziqi's hand can't play much role, relying on the talent of the water spirit space, it is not completely hopeless to escape.

And if they escape alone, Hao Ziqi has a better chance of chasing Yun Huanhuan and them, and the chance will increase by one point. But in this way, the probability of Yun Huanhuan being caught up has also increased, and the slave seal master Yun Huanhuan is dead, and he doesn't know the outcome.

Stay here and block the door? Let Yun Huanhuan and them have enough time to transfer, will Yun Huanhuan escape alone? Probably not! Fortunately, Zhao Fei is here, he is rational enough, and he will never allow the Inheritance Crystal to slip through the cracks.

It's a choice, and it's the difference between life and death.

The black beast had innocent eyes, looked at Zhao Yunfan whose expression was constantly changing, looked around again, and said loudly: "The old immortal didn't come, how did Uncle Ben beat them?" Are you kidding? You beat yours, Uncle Ben will return to Daojingtian when he has played enough. Belch... Something is wrong, something bad is eaten...."

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