The Arctic Mirror hangs high.

The glossy, red-hot mangs flowed out slowly in a gaseous state; On the dark side, the thick black is in a liquid state, slowly circulating, spreading towards the Blood River Great Array.

The old monster of Youquan changed his face and said coldly: "Arctic Mirror of Light!" I didn't expect the Arctic Mirror to be in your hands!! Sure enough, there is a real ability, good! I'll see you in a moment! The Great Array of Blood River, the Sea of Boulder Sand!! ”

Thundered!!

With the cold cry of the old monster of Youquan, earth-shattering changes occurred, the demonic flames were monstrous, and the waves of blood were set off in the river.

The old monster of Youquan has launched a crazy counterattack!

Directly above, the sea of boulder sand flowed wildly, forming a powerful whirlpool, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, split down, broke through the mountain karst cave, and a huge hole appeared. The sea of boulder sand followed, sprinting downward, merging with the river of blood and becoming one.

Call!!

The demonic qi soared, the two divine powers collided, and the earth shattered, as if there had been an earthquake of magnitude nine or higher, and countless huge cracks exploded, like spider webs, quickly expanding in the earth.

In this round of competition, the Blood River Array defeated the Arctic Mirror of Light.

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes and thought to himself: This old monster of Youquan, although he must be killed in the end, but now that the two of them have the same goal, it is just right for him to go to the front, it is better not to kill him, after all, he is also a powerful ally.

As he thought of this, his eyes narrowed, and two flames appeared in his eyeballs.

Bang!

Bang!!

But when I heard two soft sounds, two flames burst out towards the old monster of the Youquan Spring.

Lin Fan himself coughed lightly, and sighed secretly, this Samadhi True Fire is really too domineering, even in this world, this is far from being called the real Samadhi True Fire, and the huge amount of spiritual yuan consumed is still extremely amazing.

What the?!

As soon as the Samadhi True Fire came out, the old monster of Youquan suddenly changed his face, and the Blood River Array, which had previously clashed with the North Pole Mirror and still had the upper hand, was suddenly defeated and retreated, and the steam curled up and floated into the air.

The old monster of Youquan was horrified, and said in a lost voice: "You! What the hell is this flame?! ”

At the same time—

Bang!!

In the midst of his knowledge, it was like more than a dozen thunderbolts exploding at the same time, and the sense of crisis that had disappeared before reappeared.

It was a sense of crisis that penetrated deep into the divine consciousness and could not be erased after countless reincarnations!

The old monster of the Hidden Spring lied to the red corpse.

More than half a year ago, he stormed Mount Emei, and the reason why he gave up halfway was not only because he sensed an odd number, but also because he sensed the ...... brought by this strange number

Deadly crisis!

The sense of crisis that was terrified to the extreme completely dominated him, no matter how confident he was, how strong he was, but after feeling this crisis, Zhihai always had a voice telling himself: Leave! Be sure to leave!!

With a bang, the flames erupted, and the mountain karst cave turned into nothingness without touching the road at all.

In the middle of the Blood River Great Array, the old monster of Youquan showed his true figure, his eyelids couldn't help beating, and it looked like he was blinking, funny and ridiculous.

Around the old monster of Youquan, there was a circle of fireballs all around, and the four sides were as bright as day.

Lin Fan snorted coldly, and a pitch-black long sword slashed down from the sky to the ground, breaking through the layers of cloud curtains, castration unabated, and slashing at the sea of boulder sand that filled the void.

The heavens and the earth were shaken, the wind and clouds changed color, and the terrifying energy swept away, rushing in all directions, bursting out a circle of halos, brilliant and colorful, beautiful, like a hundred flowers blooming.

The old monster of Youquan was trembling slightly, and his palms were sweating.

Bang!

A sea of boulder sand burst open. Energetic as a knife, bursting and shooting. The hideous and terrifying skull stones, glowing with a faint green light, completely shattered and turned into powder in the terrifying roar, swept away by the wind, and completely disappeared.

The old monster of Youquan turned pale, and looked at Lin Fan with a complicated expression.

The sea of boulder sand is not only a kind of magical power, but also a magic weapon. If it is destroyed, it will have a great impact on his cultivation. But at this moment, he didn't care about this matter at all, what really frightened him was the sense of crisis before.

What if you can see something, no matter how terrifying?

The unknown is the scariest!

A circle of fist-sized flames surrounded the old monster of Youquan. Lin Fan's expression was indifferent, the corners of his mouth hooked, with a hint of contemptuous smile, and said slowly: "Youquan, now you know why I don't care about the stupidity of the red corpse at all, right?" ”

Be quiet.

Long.

The old monster of Youquan nodded slowly, and said, "I didn't understand it originally, but now I understand." ”

Lin Fan said: "Oh. ”

The old monster of Youquan looked at Lin Fan deeply, and said: "If my cultivation is already invincible in the world, I don't need a naked corpse either, in fact, I have seen her unpleasant for a long time, but I have always been greedy for her benefits, so I tolerate her so far." ”

Unexpectedly, Lin Fan shook his head and said with three points of disgust: "No, you still don't understand." It's really not a thing, I hate you nouveau riche who have no character and only take strength as the standard, and your style is too low. ”

The old monster of Youquan snorted and said, "I understand, what you mean is that whether you use her or not has nothing to do with cultivation, it only has to do with your mood." Because you don't like it, you'll kill her, no matter how much she does to you. ”

"Almost, finally enlightened." Lin Fan shrugged his shoulders and continued, "Now, let's talk about cooperation. ”

"Yes. But......" the old monster of Youquan continued, his eyes swept around, "but I want to know what kind of flames these are?" ”

Lin Fan smiled and didn't answer.

The old monster of Youquan narrowed his eyes and said, "The most powerful flame in the world is the Nanming Lihuo of Emei in Shushan!" This Nanming Lihuo is refined by Zixiao Zhenren, and it is said to come from the outer world, but it has been lost thousands of years ago, and I don't believe that Nanming Lihuo has this kind of divine power......"

"You keep guessing, I'll tell you my terms." Lin Fan smiled faintly, his eyes were cold, and he continued, "I was talking to you about cooperation before, but now I am ordering you to cooperate, if you don't agree, I will immediately beat you to death." Of course, I'm afraid I'll pay some price, but you make me unhappy, and I want to make myself happy, and this price is nothing. So, hand over your wisp of natal primordial spirit first. ”

"Impossible!" The old monster of Youquan changed his face and flatly refused.

"It's been there a long time ago, and there is a backbone. In that case, then you go and die. Lin Fan said indifferently.

With a bang, the group of Samadhi True Flames surrounding the Old Monster of the Hidden Spring suddenly increased in momentum, turning into a huge circular wall, the flames were surging, and the river of blood evaporated and turned into steam, making the whole world a layer of blood red.

"Ahh "Assert !!" "Whoa......" "Lord Youquan, save me!" Help me!! ”

Those ghosts and ghosts born from the old monsters of the Youquan suddenly screamed in horror, this is the real ghost crying wolf, and the smell makes people change color and tremble. Among them, there are not only meaningless wails, but also goblins who have already taken on the form and opened their minds.

Mourning is everywhere, like Shura hell.