And the weird, hourglass-shaped magic weapon in his hand was already floating in the air, and with the ups and downs of the qi emanating from Master Hua Lun's body, it was obviously echoing each other, and I don't know what the big move was.

An old voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

"I am a Buddha with mercy, don't work for the master, let me come!"

This old voice came from Kunal. The sound was accompanied by a scorching wave of air, like gushing magma, which made me feel like the hairs on my face were scorched.

Turning my head, I was taken aback!

I saw that Kunal didn't know when his whole body had changed, and his whole body was steaming with scorching flames!

The flames rose and fell, golden yellow, like some kind of scorching gas. The gushing breath of air enveloped Kunal's thin, short body, and the three flames of fire on his head and shoulders were the most.

This old man's style is long hair and a large beard, and at this moment, the beard on his face is floating in the air under the steaming of the flames, but it is not ignited, so it looks strange and inexplicable.

Kunal's expression instantly became fierce and vicious, as if he had been possessed by an evil demon!

As mentioned earlier, in addition to the open fire that we can see on a daily basis, fire is also divided into real fire (karmic fire, ghost fire) and turbid fire.

The true fire is dark blue in color, and it mainly serves as a restraint for evil spirits, such as the flame triggered by the fire charm and the fire triggering technique. When he was in the ghost world, Lao Bi showed his real body to fight the ghost king and the appearance of the Yin soldiers was also accompanied by this kind of real fire.

Compared to real fire, turbid fire is more wonderful.

According to Taoism, the acquired refining qi is true, while the innate qi of grains and grains and the human body is turbid. To put it simply, turbidity fire is an energy field that the human body is born with.

This energy field itself is extremely weak, so ordinary people will not notice it at all, and it is said that only through the cultivation of special methods can it be strengthened and comprehended.

Master once told me that there is a branch of Tibetan Buddhist Tantra that specializes in the study of the method of turbidity and fire, and cultivates it.

Legend has it that in the Himalayas at an altitude of several thousand meters, the climate is harsh and inaccessible.

But aerial photographs of airplanes and mountaineering enthusiasts can always find a long list of clear footprints on the endless snow.

These footprints are not shoe prints, but are stepped on barefoot, leaving the standard five-toe shape, which is rumored to be a strange story. It is said that these footprints were left by the practitioners in the Tibetan Esoteric Secret.

Master said that the Tibetan Tantric sect cultivates the Turbidity Fire Method, and this method is called "Turbidity Fire Ding". It means "to fire as an order, to be a tripod".

To practice this method, one must live in a cold place all year round and rebuke the body, and adjust the body's functions with extreme endurance, so as to achieve the purpose of urging the turbidity fire in the body.

Those who have cultivated this method are no longer afraid of the cold, and they can also control the turbidity fire in their bodies for their own use, and when they cast the spell, they are accompanied by flames all over their bodies, which is very powerful.

But I've never seen this secret technique, I've just heard of it, and at this moment, seeing Kunal's dignity, I can't help but wonder if this guy is using the legendary "Turbidity Fire Ding"?

Seeing that the flames on Kunal's body were burning brighter and stronger, he closed his eyes tightly and muttered words in his mouth.

Xiao Ji Xiangtian's face became more and more pale, the golden light shrouded in the protective cover gradually faded, and the sound of "click, click, click" struck from all directions, piercing the eardrums.

With this seeping sound, there were more and more holes up and down the protective cover, and countless black monsters rushed in, squeaking from their mouths, and rushed towards everyone from the ground and from the air......

In the face of a large number of strange insects, my funeral spirit sword, the fat man's peach wood dagger and the stammering monk's rosary have struck, chopping, splitting, stabbing, and picking, all of which are extremely effective, protecting Xiao Jixiangtian and Xiao Shamen behind him.

Not only did we have to deal with the influx of strange insects, but the tentacles of the Blood Demon Flower were also quick to join the battle, and they frantically burrowed through the hole in the broken protective shield, like a long whip with barbs, and launched a fierce attack on us.

These tentacles don't know what the routine is, and at the same time, they are extremely sensitive to the magic weapons in our hands, and they are often a false shot, not daring to touch it, as if it is intended to draw our attention.

Two of them were cut off by my Burial Sword and fell to the ground, quickly turning into a puddle of black water, quickly absorbed by the dark red soil.

All of a sudden, the swords and swords, the sound of killing were endless, and the black tide and the squeaky screams of strange insects surging wildly outside the protective cover were intertwined, and the sky was dark.

In less than five minutes, our feet were already covered with a thick layer of insect corpses, and stepping on them was like stepping on mud, sticky, slippery, and with a pungent and unpleasant smell.

Cold sweat ran down my forehead. There are too many of these monsters and tentacles, and if we continue to consume them like this, once we run out of energy, or the protective shield is completely shattered, it will be over.

I'm really afraid of something, this thought just surged in my heart, and I heard a loud "boom", and the protective cover urged by the little auspicious sky collapsed and shattered in an instant, and the black strange insects poured down like a tide......

I felt like my eyes were dark, and I was done thinking about it! There is a huge disparity in the number of enemies and friends, and even if I resort to the burial formula I just learned at this moment, I am afraid that I can only kill a small path to protect myself, and it is a fool's dream to protect others.

But what if I escape? It's still far from the Susheng River in front of us, and the Blood Demon King flowers are everywhere, so what's the use of even if I come to the Susheng River? Forget it, I'm fighting with them today!

In despair, the blood and ruthlessness in my heart were intertwined, and they began to surge like an explosion, making me want to roar.

The funeral sword in my hand instantly sensed the change in my mood, and the sword body shook violently, emitting bursts of loud sword roars, red light sprayed thin, tigers roared in the mountains, and dragons roared all over the world!

The glutinous rice dumplings in my body also doubled in size in an instant, suspended in my chest, and let out angry roars from my mouth, continuously sending pure true qi into my limbs......

At this moment, I heard a thunderous explosion behind me, and before the sound fell, the flames burst into flames.

Before I could turn my head, I felt like my back was leaning against a piece of Luo Tie, and the whole person who was burned was a spirit.

When I looked at it again, there was a sea of fire and heat waves as far as my eye could see, and the whole space was reflected in the snow, which made it difficult to open people's eyes.

The flames seemed endless, gushing out from behind me, mixed with a wave of steaming heat, instantly scorching the overwhelming black monsters and Blood Demon King's tentacles into clumps of black ash.

The flames soared to the sky, the black gas was scorching, and the earth was scorched everywhere......