In the shadows, Han Bing watched Captain Zuo go into the water again, anxious. He could guess that this time, Mu Qingying might have been using his divine sense to follow them down.

In this way, Han Bing would not dare to make trouble in secret, otherwise it would be difficult to escape Mu Qingying's reconnaissance. Without revealing his figure, he could only cast some small spells, and it was not yet time to engage Mu Qingying's troops head-on.

Captain Zuo's squad jumped into the spring again, and this time, to their surprise, the dive went unusually smoothly and without any more obstacles.

On the stairs, Mu Qingying frowned lightly and fell into deep thought. Elder Liu and the guards on the side were also dumbfounded.

"This—" Elder Liu was puzzled.

"It should be someone who is deliberately making trouble, could it be ......" Mu Qingying seemed to mutter, and then shook her head.

The water was cold and biting, and the diving team gritted their teeth one by one at this moment and headed for the pitch-black water below. Below the surface of the spring, the light was extremely dim, and the consciousness was blocked, and a group of eleven people groped in the darkness like blind men.

Han Bing thought for a while, slowly moved his body, and got into the water on a hidden shore, since it was easy to be exposed outside, let's go underwater.

Han Bing used the Ice Escape Technique to protect his body, and it was an ice attribute technique himself, so the cold of the Netherworld Spring not only did not feel uncomfortable for him, but felt very comfortable. The speed of the dive was also much faster than that of the alliance disciples, and with less leaning, it came to a depth of 120 zhang.

The disciples of the alliance were still slowly diving, Han Bing spread out his divine sense, although it was dark all around, every move of the alliance disciples was under his control.

120 zhang is the range he estimated Mu Qingying to be able to detect, however, he still overestimated Mu Qingying, with her current strength, it is already very difficult for her divine sense to detect 90 zhang.

A pillar of incense time passed, Han Bing finally waited for someone to come, the strength of this squad is not too strong, except for Captain Zuo, the others are soul void cultivators, and Captain Zuo, at best, is only in the early stage of soul reality.

Han Bing's fingers moved slightly, and several ice needles quietly shot out.

With a bang, the defenses around Captain Zuo's body were broken, he was shocked, looked around but did not find the attacker, and when he was panicking, a sharp pain came from his body, and a smell of blood instantly filled the surroundings.

"Be careful—" A member of the team sent a warning message, and then, everyone clearly sensed that the captain's body was torn apart, turned into minced meat, and was pushed up by the surge.

"What's going on?"

"What happened?"

The sudden situation caused a commotion, and some people had begun to tremble.

Poof, there was another muffled sound, and one of the team members' bodies burst open, scattering the flesh.

"Ahh

The faces of the people, who were already like frightened birds, turned pale one by one.

Run!

The first person began to run away, and the others chose to follow without hesitation, and the speed was several times faster than when they dived.

Han Bing looked at the fleeing crowd with a sneer. He didn't want to kill these people, but to deliberately create a panic mood, and bring this emotion to Mu Qingying.

The nine disciples rushed out of the water at the fastest speed, screaming and crawling in front of Mu Qingying.

"Hui - Hui Mu Commander, below - below ......"

"What's going on down there, what did you encounter?" Mu Qingying's face turned blue and white for a while, and she looked at these almost frightened subordinates in front of her.

"Didn't see ......"

"What?"

There was still one of his subordinates who calmed down first, knelt on the ground and hugged his fists and said: "Hui Mu Commander, his subordinates have just dived 100 zhang, and something strange happened, Captain Zuo and Xiao Wu died for no reason, it is very weird, and the subordinates suspect that there may be powerful monsters or other unknown organs under the water." ”

"A bunch of waste. Mu Qingying was furious, stood up suddenly, glared at a few people, and looked at the water, "Who else dares to go down?"

Hearing this, there was silence in the crowd, and some people even lowered their heads and couldn't help but retreat back with their bodies.

Mu Qingying closed her eyes, and she could see the reactions of her subordinates clearly.

"Commander Mu, according to his subordinates, let's rest first and think about it in the long run. Elder Liu interjected at the right time, the alliance troops have suffered heavy losses, and if they continue to consume like this, I am afraid that it will be difficult for Mu Qingying to go back.

Mu Qingying turned her head, glanced at Elder Liu, and then glanced at everyone, seeing the fear and cowardice in everyone's eyes, she sighed secretly in her heart, is she leading the troops in a way?

The alliance team retired.

After waiting for a long time, Han Bing came to the shore to meet Su Tong and the others.

"Senior sister, the alliance shouldn't come again for the time being, let's act. Han Bing said to Su Tong.

"Are you going underwater to subdue the Nether Flame?" asked Su Tong.

"Well, it's still a juvenile, but I'm still going to give it a try. Han Bing nodded, and then plunged into the water again. With the information obtained from the Twin Realms Walker, the Nether Spring no longer had any secrets for Han Bing, and this time, he spread out his divine sense and went straight to the bottom of the spring as fast as he could.

The Netherworld Spring is more than 300 zhang deep, Han Bing dived all the way, and when he was about to get close to the bottom of the water, the originally dark spring water suddenly came out with a bright light, Han Bing's eyes were shining, and he came to a karst cave at the bottom, from the other end of the cave, bursts of fire were strong and weak.

The temperature here was already extremely high, and after combining with the surrounding water bodies, a hollow area was formed, and Han Bing held his breath and carefully passed through the cave entrance to the cave chamber.

Inside the cavern, it was unusually bright, and in the air, a cluster of snow-white flames the size of a fist slowly danced.

"This is the Netherflame. Han Bing stared at the flames in front of him tightly, his heart was excited, so close contact, a strange feeling of heat and cold hit his whole body, and the Nether Flame was worthy of being the top cold fire of the ancients.

The Nether Flame still pulsed slowly, as if it didn't care about Han Bing's existence at all.

Han Bing slowly moved his steps, and suddenly there was a crisp sound under his feet, and when he looked down, it was a pale humanoid skeleton, Han Bing took a few steps back, looked around, and in the entire cave, there were dozens of bones like this, and each one of them showed a large scorched black color.

Han Bing looked at these bones, and after a little contemplation, he knew the reason, if he wanted to subdue and absorb this Netherworld Flame, he had to introduce it into the dantian in his body, communicate with it, accept the flame quenching bones and forging tendons, and if he succeeded, he could recognize the master, and the fate of the loser was to ignite the fire*.

Han Bing's face was calm, and with a wave of his robe, he cleared out a neat piece of ground, and with a throw of the Soul Devouring Staff, it landed in the air, and on the skull of the staff's head, bursts of white halos swept out, enveloping the surroundings.

Han Bing sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to breathe.

On the floating island of the Netherworld Spring, Su Tong led everyone to search for them, captured some monks who were lost in the trap, and put them in the cage of the Arcane Essence. Many of these lost have died, and those who survived have no power to resist.

Two days later, in the Netherworld Rift Valley, Mu Qingying left with a large group of men and horses, heading towards the dense forest to the east. Netherworld Spring, she gave up, counting the ruins of the imperial city and the damage to the underground palace, the morale of the entire alliance has fallen to the bottom.

Elder Liu took a few steps forward, came to Mu Qingying's side, and comforted him softly: "Commander Mu, there are many precious medicinal materials in the coniferous forest ahead, and this time, we will definitely be able to return with a full load." ”

Mu Qingying nodded, and said calmly: "Elder Liu's suggestion is right, now that the morale of our army is low, it is not appropriate to make a big move for the time being, it is better to collect medicine and hunt some demonic beasts, anyway, the period of opening of the Netherworld is still nearly thirty years, and we still have time." ”

"Commander Mu can figure it out, and the old man is very pleased. Elder Liu smiled, he was the elder of the alliance, watching the little girl in front of him grow up little by little, and in his heart he already regarded Mu Qingying as his own child.

As soon as the alliance troops withdrew, it didn't take long for a lot of people to gather scattered around the Netherworld Spring again, most of these people were scattered cultivators, and there were also some local sects and families, looking at the direction of the Netherworld Spring one by one with burning heat in their eyes, and those who coveted the Netherworld Flame were far more than just the Xiuzhen Alliance.

Inside the cave, Han Bing had already adjusted his body to the best state, and his divine sense slowly shrouded the Netherworld Flame, and after it was completely surrounded, it was only then that a small wisp was separated and probed towards the flame heart.

The moment his divine sense touched the flame, the originally calm flame suddenly trembled, as if he had been awakened from a deep sleep, beating violently, and wherever he passed, a sharp pain came from Han Bing's divine consciousness, and after a short confrontation, the heavy divine consciousness that was originally wrapped around the Nether Flame had already disintegrated most of it, Han Bing smiled bitterly in his heart, he still underestimated its power.

With a movement of his mind, the Soul Eater Staff shone brightly, and a surging cold current poured out.

Ice Field!

After Han Bing's domain skill was blessed by the Soul Devouring Staff, the effect was more than two percent stronger than before. With the formation of the domain, the Nether Flame's movements seemed to be sluggish for a few minutes, Han Bing had been paying attention to the Nether Flame's reaction, and at this time he breathed a sigh of relief, after all, it was a juvenile, if it was an adult Nether Flame, he was self-aware.

Han Bing operated with all his spiritual power, constantly releasing his divine sense, and outside the encirclement of his divine sense, an ice cage quickly took shape. The trapped Nether Flame had failed to break through several times, and it was obviously extremely excited, and after a short pause, it once again launched a violent collision with Han Bing's divine sense.

Han Bingqiang endured the severe pain and persevered patiently, he knew that if he killed the other party's madness more at this moment, there would be less risk when he entered the body.

After a pillar of incense, Han Bing was already sweating, and the Nether Flame's movements eased again, and his body was smaller than before. Han Bing's tongue rolled, and a pill that had been prepared long ago was swallowed into his abdomen, turning into pure spiritual power and seeping into the tendons.

When the medicinal power of the elixir was exerted for the most part, Han Bing no longer waited, opened his mouth and sucked it violently, and at the same time, his divine sense pulled, and the stagnant Nether Flame was swallowed by him in one gulp with almost no defense.

The Nether Flame entered his body, and Han Bing seemed to have a * burst in his brain, and he couldn't help but snort softly, and in one go, he directly pressed the Nether Flame into the dantian.

Beads of sweat the size of beans suddenly appeared on Han Bing's forehead, and his whole body trembled violently, and this scorching pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

The Nether Flame was still struggling violently, and above the flame heart, countless small sparks were split out at this time, and under the scattering, the spiritual power began to wander wantonly in the tendons and veins and muscles and bones in Han Bing's body.

The clothes on Han Bing's body ignited with a pop, and after they were burned, the fiery red skin inside them was revealed.

One, two, three......

Han Bing clenched his teeth, every breath was so long.

A drop of blood fell on his leg, and Han Bing felt that even this blood was hot. Under his control, ice crystals began to condense around his body, but as soon as this ice crystal appeared, it instantly vaporized, and at this moment of vaporization, he felt a little better, so he continued to condense ice crystals, dissolving the heat little by little.

A pillar of incense passed, although Han Bing was already a little numb, but there was still a trace of clarity in his mind, the state in his body was not optimistic, and he was not good at the art of controlling fire. He thought that if he changed himself to an alchemist who was good at controlling fire at this moment, he should not be as embarrassed as he was now.

On the Soul Devouring Staff, bursts of cold currents continued to pour out, and most of this cold current was injected into Han Bing's forehead, and it was precisely because of this that he kept a little awake.

Another pillar of incense passed, and Han Bing couldn't hold on.

Above his left hand, the light of the ring flashed, and the silver moon bow appeared, and above the bow, Luo Yingzi's body came out illusory. She looked at Han Bing, and after being surprised and ashamed, her face showed a solemnity.

Han Bing also looked at Luo Yingzi, his gaze was a little helpless, he knew that even if Luo Yingzi appeared, he would not be able to help himself. This kind of bone quenching and forging tendons must be accepted by himself, and he has already discovered that although the ice crystals condensed by his own clever condensation, although the vaporization takes away some of the heat, it makes the process of quenching bones and forging tendons slow down.

Long pain is better than short pain, Han Bing's eyes were red, and he wanted to roar, but he couldn't make any sound. Under his control, the Soul Eater Staff suddenly stopped moving, and the surrounding icy realm disappeared, and in an instant, the temperature in the cave rose sharply.

Ahh

Han Bing finally let out a low roar, and his already red skin began to turn white, and a scorching smell rose. In the bottom of Han Bing's heart, there is a will not to admit defeat, and this will comes from deep-rooted hatred.

"Maniac. Luo Yingzi exclaimed.

Before Han Bing lost consciousness, he only heard Luo Yingzi's words.