Chapter 142: You Can't Burn to Death

The abyss has a strange atmosphere, the air is cold, and there is a slight rancid smell. The farther away from the waterhole, the more corrosive the air became, and Yang Ning gradually felt a burning sensation on the surface of his skin.

Yang Ning hurriedly ran the exercises, wanting to hold up the mana shield to resist.

The next moment, Yang Ning's face showed surprise! The Mixed Yuan Spirit Devouring Technique could actually devour the aura of this place, and even those corrosive breaths could be refined into pure mana, and there were no side effects.

You must know that the aura flowing here is mixed with a corrosive aura, and the monks can corrode their bodies if they inhale a trace of it, and the heavenly powerhouses don't know if they can use it? However, even if the Sage arrived, he could only use his own strength to block these spiritual powers, and he would never dare to risk absorbing and refining.

Yang Ning, who has cultivated the Mixed Yuan Soul Devouring Technique, is definitely a freak here.

"Hey, Kim. Did you say this big guy just had enough to eat? Or do you think that we are too small, that is, two jelly beans are not chewy, and they disdain us? ”

After withdrawing five hundred zhang, the figure of the 'Netherworld Black Jiao' was almost blurred and invisible, Yang Ning and their hanging hearts slowly let go, and Yang Ning whispered in a deathly whisper.

"Uncle. Just pause for a moment. The thoughts and methods of the Sage are not something you can figure out now, a distance of a few hundred zhang, even if your voice is very low, maybe you will still be able to hear it, you still don't want to cause unnecessary discomfort. ”

The 'Golden Weasel' couldn't help but tremble his body, and hurriedly said to Yang Ning. Today's performance of Yang Ning completely subverts the perception of his past.

Hearing the reminder of the 'Golden Weasel', Yang Ning's eyelids jumped violently, and he quickly shut up, and the two of them hurried away from here quickly.

The abyss seems to be very wide, and the waterhole seems to be on the edge of the periphery. The more Yang Ning and the others walked, the stronger the aura became, and the stronger the corrosive aura became. However, Yang Ning's injuries recovered faster because of this.

In this way, Yang Ning and the others walked for three days, and they didn't see a single plant along the way, only black rocks and a dim sky.

"Xiao Jin, do you think there will be another holy beast like the 'Nether Black Jiao' in front of you?"

There was a sense of depression in the air, walking, walking. The horror of the 'Netherworld Black Jiao' was still in his heart, and Yang Ning said inappropriately.

"Uncle, you're a crow's mouth, please don't say it!"

Hearing Yang Ning's words, the 'Golden Weasel Devourer' was chilled, and couldn't stand the excitement, so he hurriedly blocked Yang Ning's mouth.

If you are really afraid, you will come to anything!

As soon as the words fell, about a hundred feet in front of them, a black shadow like a hill came into their eyes.

It was a giant beast in the shape of a lion, covered in black flames, staring at them slowly and step by step with big eyes like copper bells.

"It's the 'Hellfire Lion'! Uncle, your mouth is really smart! ”

The voice of the 'Golden Weasel' was like crying, and his heart was about to collapse at this moment.

"Poof"

As they walked, the 'Hell Flame Lion' snorted, and a line of fire with thick silk threads flew towards Yang Ning and them like lightning. Although it was only such a small line of fire, it made Yang Ning and them feel mortally dangerous.

Fortunately, a large amount of spiritual energy has been refined in the past few days, and the cultivation has returned to its peak. The two of them were not slow to react, and in an instant, their figures dodged to both sides.

However, after all, there was a huge difference in strength, although his body was avoided, but Yang Ning's arm still touched the line of fire, and suddenly a black flame ignited his entire arm, and made a 'squeak' sound of roasting meat, and a heart-piercing pain came into his mind.

"Ahh

Yang Ning roared in pain and hurriedly ran the exercises, wanting to use his mana to expel the flames on his arms.

But before he could transport the mana to his arm, the flames on his arm suddenly drilled into his body one by one, surging along his arm to his chest, and then went straight down to the dantian, and the line he passed, Yang Ning was about to burn, and the pain was worse than a thousand cuts.

"It's over, it's over. It's really over this time. Son, apprentice, we can only see each other in the next life. ”

Yang Ning felt that his whole body was ignited by the black fire, and the boundless stinging pain spread throughout his body. After a while, he will be burned to ashes, and the only thing that can prove that he once existed in this world is this mass of ashes.

Uh, no! If there was a gust of wind, even this mass of ash would not exist. couldn't help but feel sad, sat down on the ground, closed his eyes, and remembered the scenes of his son Yang An and his apprentice being born safely.

"Well, not dead?"

After grieving for a long time, Yang Ning was surprised to find that he could continue to grieve and that the severe pain was completely gone.

He slowly opened his eyes, subconsciously raised his arm, and saw that the skin on his arm was the same, and there was no trace of burning, that is, the sleeves of his shirt were gone.

"Hahaha...... Kim, I'm not dead. I wasn't burned! Hahaha..... I'm so ......."

Yang Ning bounced off the ground and laughed madly, looking left and right for the 'Golden Weasel'.

However, as soon as he looked up, he saw a huge lion's head pestle in front of him, staring at him with two copper bells and big eyes, the 'Golden Weasel' was trembling and lying beside him, and Yang Ning's voice stopped abruptly.

The aura emitted by the 'Hell Flame Lion' was like a mountain like an abyss, and Yang Ning felt as if he was under the power of a firmament, making him unable to move. If the two of them had the courage to look at the Infernal Lion at this time, they would have seen a deep surprise in its eyes.

"Poof"

Before Yang Ning could react, the 'Hell Flame Lion' nostrils spewed out another line of fire, which fell directly on Yang Ning, and this line of fire was twice as thick as just now.

"Holy! I'm going to die! ”

Yang Ning, who didn't know why he was fine, was hit in his chest by this line of fire, and his whole body was burned in an instant, making him feel that death was beckoning to him.

But these fires were very strange, and they drilled into Yang Ning's body before they were ignited, and all of them disappeared into the dantian at once. And Yang Ning didn't have any.

"Roar"

The flames disappeared abruptly, and the 'Infernal Flame Lion' looked incredulous and full of curiosity. The flame it spewed out was not an ordinary flame, but a strongly corrosive 'hellfire', and the holy product powerhouses were unwilling to easily get a trace of it, even if it was hard, it would be difficult to damage the slightest holy product mineral material that made the venerable monk smash the hammer for a hundred and eighty years, and it could be burned into a ball of ashes, and the small point in front of him who was an ordinary cultivator didn't have anything, at most he roared in pain twice.

Okay, if you can't do it at all, then let's have a mess. The 'Hell Flame Lion' opened its big mouth, and a large cloud of black flame sprayed on Yang Ning's body, and suddenly burst into flames.

But this flame was still like the line of fire that began, and it didn't take long for it to disappear into Yang Ning's body.

"Roar"

"Roar, roar, roar......"

The temper of the 'Hellfire Lion' has also come up, trying to figure out why. After the previous clump of black flames disappeared, they immediately sprayed on Yang Ning's body.

I don't know how many black flames were sprayed on Yang Ning's body, but he didn't light it, but he burned all the clothes and hair on Yang Ning's body, and now his whole person is naked.

Yang Ning felt that he had nothing to love anymore, did this 'Hell Flame Lion' treat him as a fun toy to play with?