Sanyang is really hot!

This is the name of the flame that is wrapped around Yi Qing's fingertips at this moment, and it is also a new magical power that Yi Qing has obtained from the mysterious Dao diagram in his Mud Palace Pill.

The so-called innate all things are born to support people, and in the underworld, the way of heaven has given people the fire of the three realms of life. Blessing fire, Lu fire, longevity fire, together are the three yang true fire. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that "people die like lights go out", which alludes to the fact that once the flame of longevity in a person is extinguished, it is the moment of death.

And the predecessors of the Ancient Dao Sect created this flame magic power according to the three yang true fire on the human body. Although it is not as domineering as the samadhi true fire in the Dao Gate, which burns nothing and burns the heavens and the earth, it is more domineering than the samadhi true fire for all the breath in this heaven and earth.

It is rumored that in the hands of the ancient predecessors, as soon as the Sanyang True Fire came out, even the surrounding heaven and earth aura would burn. Not to mention these yin qi in front of him, corpse qi and many other heavenly and earthly breaths.

The information of the three yang true fire flashed in his heart, and the corners of Yi Qing's mouth didn't feel that an arc was bent. The next moment, Yi Qing's feet moved suddenly, and in an instant, he pulled out a series of vague phantoms, like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, he had already jumped to the side of a walking corpse.

Without thinking about it, Yi Qing instantly pointed at the eyebrows of this walking corpse.

Bang!

I could clearly feel the dancing Sanyang True Fire at my fingertips, quickly jumping into the body of the walking corpse, domineeringly scorching all the evil aura in the walking corpse. But between breaths, the walking corpse fell limply.

The witchcraft that had been performed by Wu Meng in this line of corpses was actually broken in an instant in front of Sanyang True Fire and restored to an ordinary corpse.

Seeing this effect, Yi Qing's eyes also flashed with a hint of satisfaction. But in an instant, his face changed slightly, and there seemed to be a faint sense of helplessness.

This magical power, it seems that I can't afford it.

Feeling the rapidly depleting mana in his body, Yi Qing smiled bitterly. It's just the Sanyang True Fire in its initial state, and it has to consume so much of its own mana. Sure enough, the supernatural powers on the mysterious Dao diagram are not something that ordinary people can cultivate. I don't have that much mana.

The sleeves are full of Qiankun, Sanyang True Fire, a cultivation can only be used as a storage space until now, and I don't know how long it will take to cultivate before there is a trace of the legacy of ancient supernatural powers. As for this recently acquired one, it's a little unaffordable.

But who calls themselves the only means they have? Secretly glancing at the Luo Chen brothers and sisters who were standing in place and looking extremely relaxed, Yi Qing was really a little jealous at the moment.

Of course, this is just a delusion that crossed his heart in an instant, and the next breath Yi Qing had already rushed to the side of another walking corpse, and used the Sanyang True Fire in his hand to concoct it in the same way. Since mana is consumed quickly, he can only speed up his efficiency.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this scene that happened in an instant, Wu Meng's face suddenly became gloomy, as if he could drip water. A quick glance at the corpse in the pool of blood, he gritted his teeth suddenly, and dozens of ghostly lights burst out from the cane in his hand in an instant, falling on the outermost dozens of walking corpses one by one.

Suddenly, the walking corpses opened their eyes.

"Roar!"

Yi Qing was about to point at the eyebrows of the walking corpse in front of him, but he didn't expect the walking corpse in front of him to suddenly roar, and the arm that was as dry as iron and lead slammed into Yi Qing's outstretched right hand. And then a foot was already like a spring, and it kicked Yi Qing fiercely with a gust of wind.

Fortunately, Yi Qing had practiced martial arts, and his body reacted quickly, so he dodged in an instant. It's just that he was caught off guard by this corpse arm just now, and at this moment he was faintly in pain.

Secretly heartbroken, but after all, it was a dead thing, only a little dodge, and when the corpse did not react, the next moment Yi Qing's sword finger was mercilessly pointed at the center of the eyebrows of the corpse.

Seeing the walking corpse in front of him fall softly, Yi Qing didn't have the slightest joy in his eyes, and couldn't help but look back at the Luo Chen brothers and sisters who were still standing still with indifferent expressions. When he saw Luo Chen smiling slightly at his gaze and showing his silver-white teeth without mind, Yi Qing felt that his gaze at the moment must be even more resentful.

"Boy, let the old man meet you."

Suddenly, a cold voice came from his side, and Yi Qing's expression immediately froze. Raising his eyes slightly, Wu Meng didn't know when he had come to a place not far in front of him, looking at him with a cold face, not hiding the murderous intent in his heart.

Although Wu Meng looked extremely old, he was extremely fast. As the obscure spell came out, the cane in Wu Meng's hand was pointed, and a thick glow was already like a gloomy black python, with a strange aura under the nine shadows, and it was bitten towards Yi Qing fiercely.

Yi Qing couldn't help but be stunned, he was a little jealous of this witch Meng's witchcraft from the beginning. After all, it is a kind of occult art with the same name as the ancient Daomen, and he only has a general understanding of it from a few pens in the Daomen classics, and the rest are unknown.

Feeling the aura that shrouded in an instant, Yi Qing also understood that he definitely had no possibility of retreating. Immediately, two cold flames suddenly ignited in his cold eyes, and he immediately took a deep breath.

"I hope you're as good as the ancients rumored." The Sanyang True Fire entwined with his fingertips suddenly surged around the dance, and Yi Qing's eyes were cold, and a trace of ruthlessness and decisiveness faintly crossed him.

The next moment, his fingers bent suddenly, and then he flicked violently, and the Sanyang True Fire in his hand was already out of his hand in an instant.

However, at the same time, Yi Qing's mind moved, and the Heavenly Master Law Seal in his sleeve had quietly appeared in his hand. With Yi Qing's cautious and cautious temperament, he naturally won't do things that he is not sure of.

It's that these three yang true fires are really just useless, and they can also use the Heavenly Master's Law Seal to resist in time, and they won't put themselves in danger completely.

"Hehe, the little Daomen is really hot, and he wants to match the great witchcraft. Even the predecessors of your Daomen are here, and they don't dare to hold it up like this. ”

Seeing Yi Qing's actions, Wu Meng directly sneered. The young man in front of him, who had always been a little cautious, suddenly had a kind of disdain. I thought that this young man would take out the seal of last night's law to resist.

I didn't expect it to be so big, and I wanted to use a kind of Dao Sect True Fire I cultivated to compete with my own witchcraft. In the dim yellow eyes, the cold flames jumped, looking murderous.

"Zizi"

Before Wu Meng's words fell, the Sanyang True Fire that Yi Qing popped out had already come into contact with the fierce ghostly rays. There was no imaginary roar, but it was as if a little spark had fallen into the oil pot.

Suddenly, it was strange to feel that the Sanyang True Fire had increased a little, but the momentum of the Rough Shadow was a shock, and there were faint signs of collapse.

"How is that possible?" The sneer on the corner of Wu Meng's mouth had not completely fallen, and when he saw such an unexpected result, he couldn't help but exclaim. His eyes looked at the small crimson flame burning freely in front of him, and he couldn't believe it.

"It's fine!" Seeing this, Yi Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes. It can really break this witchcraft! Looking at the current appearance, the glow that Wu Meng had previously cast seemed to have become the firewood of the Sanyang True Fire.

The Sanyang True Fire was burning in mid-air, and it seemed to be a little stronger at this time.

"Wu Meng, it seems that you are the one who is entrusted to you."

Feeling the control of the three yang true fires in mid-air, Yi Qing looked at Wu Meng with a shocked look on his face, and suddenly said with a chuckle. It's just that the eyes are getting colder and colder.

He hadn't forgotten the strange corpse in the pool of blood, and the uneasiness that had arisen in his heart became even stronger. And the source of uneasiness is naturally the corpse soaked in a pool of blood.

The corner of his eye quickly glanced at the corpse in the pool of blood, and Yi Qing's face became even more solemn. It seemed that the rune pattern on the corpse's face was more complete.

Immediately stopped talking nonsense, and pointed at the Sanyang True Fire in the air. Sanyang True Fire suddenly followed Yi Qing's mind and suddenly roared towards Wu Meng.

"Humph!" Hearing Yi Qing's words, Wu Meng snorted coldly, and the surprise on his face immediately converged. With a smile on his face, he suddenly put down the cane in his hand.

Immediately, the dry and slender ten fingers, accompanied by the strange syllables that suddenly spit out from his mouth, actually swayed rapidly. Countless black glows swiped on the fingertips.

The next moment, between Wu Meng's eyebrows, a drop of bright red blood suddenly burst out and landed on the tips of those ten fingers. As soon as he came into contact with those ghostly rays, the blood light in his blood suddenly skyrocketed, and in an instant, it turned into a fist-sized blood flame.

"Could it be that there is no flame in my witchcraft, and I look at the old man's blood flame!" With a cold sneer, the blood flame suddenly swept out and collided towards the attacking Sanyang True Fire.

"Zizi"

As soon as the two flames came into contact, there was still a sizzling sound. Then in Wu Meng's sudden shock, the appearance of the blood flame dancing suddenly became chaotic. The next moment, I saw the Sanyang True Fire suspended in mid-air, and it was as if it was bigger out of thin air.

"The old man knows, this is Sanyang real fire! What kind of person are you, you can actually learn this kind of ancient supernatural power! ”

Seeing that the blood flame he had unleashed did not have the slightest resistance in front of the local flame, a look of panic flashed in Wu Meng's eyes. In front of this small flame in front of him, a sense of crisis suddenly rose. The next moment, as if he had suddenly thought of something, he suddenly exclaimed.

At this time, Wu Meng looked at the young man in front of him, and there was already a trace of panic in his eyes. What kind of person is this kid, how can he be this ancient supernatural power Sanyang True Fire.

Sanyang real fire, burn all breath! For the people of the Wu clan, this kind of true fire is even more tricky than the world-famous samadhi true fire.

"Huh!" Hearing Wu Meng's exclamation, Yi Qing also had a slight doubt in his eyes, this Wu Meng was actually able to recognize his Sanyang True Fire. This kind of supernatural power is not recorded in most classics. Even he himself got the relevant information from the mysterious Dao map, but he didn't expect this Wu Meng to be able to recognize it.

However, he was only slightly surprised, and when he caught a glimpse of the blood-colored eyes that jumped into the corner of his eyes, Yi Qing's face suddenly flashed with a heavy murderous intent. Without further ado, it's better to get this Wu Meng as soon as possible. No matter how weird he is, without Wu Meng, something wouldn't have happened.

"Hahaha, you forced me!"

Catching a glimpse of the undisguised killing intent on the face of the young man opposite, Wu Meng's heart suddenly trembled, and then his face burst into a weird laugh.

There was a kind of madness in the laughter.