Po had never seen such a battle, as if every battle between the two was accompanied by a landslide and a crack, which could make the heavens and the earth lose their luster and the sun and the moon lose their brilliance. The ground shook so violently that the pile of corpses around her collapsed, and she had to use all her might to avoid being buried by the corpses that fell one after another.

The surrounding trees were broken by the powerful impact, and the walls of the houses began to crack, and some of them had sunk into cracks in the ground. Seeing this, Ah Bao knew that if the two of them continued to fight like this, this small village and even the main valley would be destroyed sooner or later.

She tried to crack the barrier that Wen Huang had set for herself according to the method of the Shangyao Enchantment Technique, but the moment she touched it, she was so hot that she retracted her hand, and when she looked at it, she found that there were many terrifying blisters on the red and swollen palms. In the process of Wen Huang fighting with the man, the surging spiritual power in Wen Huang's body that the enchantment sensed became hot and could not be touched at all.

In the distance, golden flames and red lightning collided with each other, and countless sparks were constantly knocked into the surrounding areas, falling on the trees, the ground, between the houses and the courtyard, igniting a raging flame, and the entire village was surrounded by a sea of fire in an instant. The color of the fire was different from the ordinary flames, it was a strange red, and it looked very similar to the pattern on the man's black robe.

And as the fire spread, Ah Bao faintly felt that the spiritual power in her body was suppressed and began to become disordered, she tried to walk around her body, but found that it became extremely difficult. The golden flame in front of him also gradually began to weaken unconsciously, and at this time, Ah Bao suddenly realized that this flame was indeed not ordinary, but a demon fire that had the effect of suppressing cultivation.

Now that Wen Huang's cultivation has not yet recovered, and he is being suppressed now, it will definitely be extremely unfavorable if it drags on any longer. didn't have time to think about the origin of this demon fire, and Ah Bao couldn't care about the crumbling corpses around him, only thinking that he had to put out this fire first no matter what. So he clasped his hands together and forcibly urged the already chaotic spiritual power in his body, and the white light flashed under his feet, and a magic circle was immediately unfolded.

According to the key to the formation of the upper line, seven people form a large formation and three people form a small formation, and it is not only difficult to launch the magic circle alone, but also the power will be reduced. However, the current situation is critical, and Po can't think of any other more appropriate way.

I saw her standing in the position with one foot and the Xun position with the other, urging the internal breath, mobilizing the power of wind and water, and in an instant, with the magic circle under her feet as the center, the whirling wind swept with a biting cold air and spread out to the surroundings, and a thin layer of ice rose on the ground, houses, tree trunks, and even the warm and brilliant barrier.

Although the power of this array has been reduced a lot, perhaps because the man is busy dealing with Wen Huang at the moment, and he has no time to take care of it for a while, this demon fire has begun to be gradually suppressed under Ah Bao's efforts.

After a cup of tea, the temperature dropped a lot. The fire, which was already soaring to the sky, was suppressed by the Shangyao formation at this moment, leaving only wisps of flames sticking to the scorched earth on the ground meandering like poisonous snakes, and all the originally lush trees around were burned, leaving only the black coke.

Ah Bao hurriedly collected his mana, only to feel dizzy in front of him. Affected by the demon fire, she spent more energy than usual when she launched the formation, and at this moment, she had to use the white iron sword to support the ground so that she would not fall.

The fight in front of him had stopped for some time, and after the smoke cleared, Ah Bao looked over and saw the two facing each other in a ruin. Wen Huang's cultivation was already at a disadvantage, and he was suppressed by the demon fire, and he was already exhausted at the moment, but he was still standing neither humble nor arrogant, and he did not give in.

After the strange man took Wen Huang's attack stiffly, the coat on his body had been burned to tatters, and the ground within a radius of hundreds of meters around him had turned into scorched earth, and he himself did not seem to be affected, his breathing was not chaotic at all, and his expression was still so light and light, as if he had just casually defused a few attacks that were not worth mentioning.

"Wen Huang, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, I can't imagine that you still don't grow like this." The man looked down at his torn robe and laughed sarcastically, "I thought you could hurt at least one of my hair now, but you still can't get along with my clothes as before." ”

Wen Huang clenched his fists, if it weren't for the fact that he had consumed most of his cultivation and the power of the Yuan Shen three years ago to help Gu Aweng refine the Purifying Pill again, he had not fully recovered yet, and he was suppressed by the demon fire everywhere, he would not have ended up in such a mess.

"It's just that I didn't expect that among the younger generation of disciples, there are also people with both talent and courage." The man said and shook the wrist of his left hand, and Po only noticed at this time that his arm wrapped around the red flame whip was trembling slightly, thinking that he should have been injured somewhat.

"Of the several Shangyao disciples you met before, the one led by me was able to survive more than a dozen rounds under my hands, and it didn't seem like a loss of face for the Immortal Monarch. It's just that in the end, there is nothing to be done, and he wants to burn the jade with me, but he is really stupid. ”

Hearing the words "jade burning", Ah Bao only felt a "boom" in his head, as if something had collapsed, a dull pain in his chest, his knees weakened, and he knelt straight in the messy corpse.

Yes, with Chu Zhaoran's temperament, if he encounters such a strong enemy that even the Flying Star Sword can easily break, it is reasonable to have the idea of burning jade. It's just that before I heard about it, I always had luck in my heart, but now that I look at it, it seems that this jade is broken in vain, and it is a little wronged and worthless.

"If it weren't for his few Heavenly Thunder moves, I would have been injured a little, and the two of you would have been in different places by now." The man said, glancing in Bao's direction with his peripheral vision, "It's a good way to suppress karmic fire with a formation, but it's a pity it's too late." ”

As he spoke, he flipped his right hand, and a black flame ignited in his palm.

"I had no intention of doing anything with you, but it's a pity that you are upright and indiscriminately begging for hardship, so you can't complain about me."

Before the words fell, the surrounding flames that had been suppressed by Ah Bao's painstaking efforts with the magic circle instantly burst out again, and the color also changed from red to black, and the black flames covered the sky and the sun for a while. The enchantment that wrapped Ah Bao couldn't support it, and it disintegrated and shattered, bouncing Ah Bao and the corpse pile beside him. The corpses were scattered and scattered all over the ground, and Po hit the trunk of the tree, rolling his eyes and almost fainting.

"I'd love to make you a friend if I could. Wen Huang, I said this to you once before, and this is the second and last time. The man squinted, and there seemed to be a trace of regret in his expression, which was fleeting.

As soon as he waved his sleeves, the black flames were like poisonous snakes, winding over Wen Huang, Ah Bao's bodies and all the things around him, and the pain in his heart spread rapidly from the skin where the black tongue of fire crawled through, and at the same time, Ah Bao felt that his consciousness was also being swallowed up by the black flames bit by bit.

Wen Huang knew that this black flame was powerful, and he didn't want to fight with the man anymore, so he was about to return to his original form and take Ah Bao to leave forcibly. Before he could act, countless white lights suddenly broke through the sky above his head, as if someone had opened a magic circle in the air, enveloping the black flames that had spread to almost the entire valley.

Under the shroud of the magic circle, the fire gradually weakened, and Po felt that the burning pain in his body began to gradually subside, replaced by a cool feeling like wind and water. Looking up, the black smoke and white clouds were silently rolling and entangled, and after a while, the wind was blowing and the smoke was blown away. Po had to cover his face with his hands so that he could see the distant scene through his fingers.

After the smoke was blown away, a huge sword formation opened above the man's head at some point, and countless sword qi flashed with golden sword light and hung above the man's head, ready to attack.

Ah Bao recognized that the sword formation was the ten thousand sword tricks that Zhong Caiwei intended to win in the ring at that time, but this battle was hundreds or thousands of times larger than Zhong Caiwei's cast at that time, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it with a sentence of "magnificent".

Ah Bao narrowed his eyes and saw that Wufang Zhenren was standing in the center of the formation with the Taihe Sword in his hand, his face was cold. Several high-level disciples were behind him, and one of them was carrying Chu Zhaoran, who was seriously injured and unconscious.