Her hands were still tied, so her balance was difficult to control, and it took several steps to stabilize her figure.

"Bang."

With a loud bang, the vermilion gate behind her that traced the winged golden phoenix was completely closed.

It was a closed room, and it was pitch black.

If it weren't for Ling Luo's extremely powerful spiritual domain, he would have already opened the six senses and had the ability to see at night, I am afraid that the six gods would be without a master at this moment.

Ling Luo narrowed his eyes.

It is an empty hall, in the shape of a gossip. In the eight corners of the Bagua, there are eight glass lamps the size of a basin.

"Poof", "poof", "poof".

Suddenly, in the eerie and terrifying dark hall, eight clusters of flames suddenly lit up.

Ling Luo's face was cold, and his vigilance was full.

Inside the eight glass lamps, there are eight different colors of flames.

Red mortal fire in the world.

Green Nether Fire.

The white heart of the earth is blazing.

Golden fire of punishment.

Blue ice flames.

Purple seductive fire.

Cyan blazing fox fire.

Black hell karmic fire.

As a Fire Yuan cultivator, Ling Luo recognized these eight extremely precious flames in the world at a glance.

Her eyes suddenly burst out with an extremely excited glow, these were the flames that the Fire Yuan cultivators dreamed of.

However, these things, compared to their own imperial extreme fire, are still a grade worse.

The Xiling family was able to gather eight of the thirteen different fire species in the world, which shows its strength.

A hint of brightness crossed Ling Luo's eyes.

Her heart is like a mirror.

It's a real trial!

She struggled hard, and suddenly found that the rope in her hand was not pulling at all.

It's broken.

If your hands are tied, you won't be able to draw a formation and defend against attacks!

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom".

She wasn't given time to react and think at all, and in all directions, there were a total of eight extremely ferocious fires with a height of one person, thinking about the direction she was standing in, and attacked wildly!

Ling Luo's body was as light as a swallow, and he dodged a dodge, followed by a side flip, dodging the attacks of the white Flame of the Earth's Center and the golden Flame of Punishment.

"Boom—" There was a loud bang.

The two flames slammed into the huge cupboard behind her, and in an instant, they burned to ashes.

Ling Luo's eyes froze.

Queen Xiling used eight precious alien fires, did she mean to burn her?

She Ling Luo is an extremely fire god body, the emperor's fire is under her control, the precious alien fire can only be regarded as a subordinate fire at most, and in front of the emperor's extreme fire, she can only bow down to the minister!

Ling Luo no longer dodged or struggled, but slowly lowered his head, stopped his waist, and stood firmly.

In the most luxurious hall of Huoluan Palace, on a comfortable soft chair, Xiling Yunqing reclined comfortably.

She was holding a crystal ball in her palm, and what was reflected in the crystal ball was the scene of Ling Luo being attacked by eight precious alien fires in that pitch-black room.

"It's very average."

Xiling Yunqing's beautiful peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and her black eyes were full of scrutiny.

"Mother, can you not do this?" Xuanyuan Yu's handsome face kept twisting, and from the moment he saw the scene inside the crystal ball, he never stretched out.

Xiling Yunqing didn't seem to hear Xuanyuan Yu's words, and his eyes kept staring closely at the inside of the crystal ball.

And all of a sudden—

"Huh? Why didn't she move? Is it to give up resistance? ”