One hundred and two, there is no choice

Without any reaction to that name, Cang Yan carried the red lotus and dived down towards Zhang Long without hesitation.

They are also red lotuses, but they are no longer used to protect, but to destroy.

Just like Cang Yan, it was completely different from before, and he became a different person.

Even though he was so painful in his heart that he couldn't think, Zhang Longqian still reflexively stepped on the wind, but his sloppy and wavering gaze could not find focus.

Seeing the person in front of him flying up, the fallen Cang Yan suddenly spread his huge wings behind him.

Not wings made of flames, but real, fiery red wings.

Shaking his wings, he flew up without the slightest expression, and once again hit Zhang Longqian with flames.

I could feel that the power in the flames was more terrifying than ever, and Bi Fang's flames seemed to have become more pure, Zhang Longqian didn't dare to touch it at all, she just subconsciously released the blue water trick that turned into a large blue arrow rain. However, the two forces that were originally mutually restrained collided together but there was no expected explosion, and there was not even a sound, and Bi Shui Jue disappeared like that.

Knowing what this meant, Zhang Longqian couldn't help but twitch in his heart.

That flame was not an ordinary fire, and the power of humans could not compete with it at all, because it was the power of the spirit beast.

And the only one who can grow wings and manipulate the flames that only the fire spirit can possess can only be a "monster".

The current Cang Yan is an emotionless, real monster.

He seemed to be following some order, serious, indifferent, chasing her. The tricks are dangerous and full of murderous opportunities.

He's real...... Trying to kill me.

Why?

The cruel truth shocked his heart, and Zhang Longqian's mind was in a trance. She was almost swept away by the flames, and although her red eyes were staring at her, they were so empty and emotionless.

It's as if his "heart" has long since disappeared.

“…… Heart......"

Zhang Longqian suddenly woke up.

Cang Yan in front of him lacked a soul and a soul, and it was impossible for him to move as usual, let alone have a stronger power than before, and now he. I'm afraid it's been controlled.

By the Cang family.

And what fuels the strength of control is his incomplete soul.

If you fill in the rest of your soul, you'll be able to recover!

Think of it. Zhang Longqian immediately flew high and distanced himself from Cang Yan, and although Cang Yan was full of terrifying and powerful power, he didn't seem to be able to adapt yet. For a while, it was impossible to catch up quickly.

Take advantage of this short gap. Zhang Longqian reached out to retrieve the Soul Suppression Jade that contained Cang Yan's soul and soul, however, the hand she stretched out to her chest was empty.

The Soul Suppressor Jade wasn't there.

Memories flew by, and Zhang Longqian suddenly realized that when Cang Fan punched her in the chest earlier, he seemed to be holding something.

It was at that time that he took away the Soul Suppression Jade.

Why did Cangfan take it? Purely attracted by the efficacy of the Soul Calming Jade? Or do you perceive a soul inside?

I didn't have time to think about it, but I saw that Cang Yan had already adjusted his speed. Rushing straight up, Zhang Longqian immediately tried to dodge. But the mind became a little confused.

What to do?

The Soul Suppression Jade is not only a place to store Cang Yan's soul and soul, but also Feng Xing's support as a remnant soul, and now she has not only lost Cang Yan's soul and soul, but also lost Feng Xing, the only existence that can help her at the moment.

What should I do?

"Hmm!"

The short scream was suppressed vividly, and Zhang Longqian quickly fell down, but a terrible claw mark appeared on his left shoulder, as if he had been injured by some huge bird and then burned the wound.

Dissipating the last trace of wind spiritual power, Zhang Longqian shook a little, and finally landed on the white ground. Dan Yuan was disturbed by the powerful flame qi that invaded her body, and the severe pain made her almost unable to stand still, looking up at Cang Yan who showed a huge Bi Fang behind her, she knew very well in her heart that she would never be able to defeat her.

Ordinary human spells could hardly cause damage to the fire essence Bi Fang, not to mention that she was now in chaos and couldn't extract any mana.

What should I do?

Looking at Cang Yan's cold and ruthless eyes, Zhang Long thought hopelessly.

However, Cang Yan didn't leave her time to think, the huge Bi Fang let out a high-pitched chirp, and the huge sound echoed in the passage, shaking the eardrums, and then Cang Yan and Bi Fang swooped down.

Looking at the huge and terrifying Bi Fang Flame above, Zhang Longqian reluctantly withdrew a trace of mana, endured the pain in his body, and instigated the yin qi to send out a demon technique.

"Frozen."

The hard ice suddenly appeared, spreading rapidly upwards in layers, like ocean waves, and in the blink of an eye, an extremely thick ice field was formed, filling the gaps in the passage, and protecting Zhang Longqian tightly at the bottom.

The blazing Bi Fang knot slammed into it solidly, and the sound of the ice melting suddenly appeared, and Cang Yan plunged deep into the ice. However, he didn't advance much, he stopped abruptly, and Bi Fang's color also appeared a little lighter, and at this time, countless sharp ice thorns suddenly appeared under him, which shot straight out a few points faster than sharp arrows, and Cang Yan immediately disappeared and teleported away.

Frozen is effective against Bifang's Flame!

Panting and enduring the sudden increase in pain in his body, Zhang Longqian immediately understood that Bi Fang's flame belonged to the power of the extreme yang, and the ice seal composed of the yin qi was regarded as the power of the extreme yin, and it was definitely the right way to fight against it!

After thinking about it, he saw that Bi Fang behind Cang Yan was condensed again, and it seemed that he was about to impact down again, Zhang Longqian wanted to extract more mana and rely on ice to block Cang Yan's attack, if he could trap him, it would be better.

However, the mana that was extracted just now seemed to be the limit, and the erosion of the flame qi was much more serious than she imagined, and her body was now completely messed up, let alone mana, not even a little spiritual power could be obtained.

Seeing Bi Fang's flame breaking through the ice layer by layer, and a piercing roar echoing in his ears, Zhang Longqian was so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he still had to think calmly.

What to do? Is there any other way to stop him?

"Evil breath...... That's right! ”

Zhang Longqian's eyes lit up, and he immediately drew out the Heart Guarding Sword.

If you want to talk about the yin and evil qi, the one in the Heart Guarding Sword is definitely the strongest. Since you can't use spells now, let's fight with the Heart Guarding Sword.

Dealing with flames with a sword is undoubtedly extremely dangerous.

However, Zhang Longqian had no choice.

Seeing that the last layer of ice was also broken in the blink of an eye, and the huge Bi Fang rushed straight in, Zhang Longqian raised the Heart Guarding Sword and slashed down hard.

The cold aura suddenly spread, and a huge opening appeared on Bi Fang's body, almost splitting Bi Fang in half, and Zhang Longqian was standing there, his chest rising and falling violently, and the flames of Bi Fang were burning fiercely around him.

Feeling that she could finally fight against Bi Fang's flame, Zhang Longqian felt a little more sure in her heart, she looked up at Cang Yan, who was indifferently manipulating the flames to regather, and muttered in a low voice.

"Wait for me, Cangyan ......"

Looking at Bi Fang, who had gathered again in front of him, Zhang Longqian held the Heart Guarding Sword tightly, poured his whole body into it, and slashed it fiercely.

The cold light almost pierced the haze of memory.

That year, Cang Yan was nine years old. (To be continued.) )