Chapter 122: The Black Flame

After more than a month of flying and hurrying, the three of them finally reached a desperate situation.

In this dark and fire-filled area, no living thing can survive.

"Lead the way ahead. ”

After hearing this, Feng Zi didn't make any moves, just looked at Li Qingyun indifferently.

A smile appeared at the corner of Li Qingyun's mouth: "Naturally, I won't let you die, I will divide my strength to protect you"

The mana around him surged, and he saw a flash of light in his eyebrows, and a large black and heavy umbrella suddenly appeared in front of the three of them.

The texture of the umbrella handle is not gold or jade, engraved with many mysterious and mysterious patterns, and the umbrella surface is pure black.

Li Qingyun had a smug look on his face and introduced: "This is the Holy Soldier's 'Sky Umbrella'. ”

Many sages do not necessarily have holy soldiers, he comes from the Yuansheng Heavenly Palace, has many resources and blessings, and can be regarded as a relatively wealthy existence among the sages.

After Feng Zi glanced at it cursoryly, he turned his gaze to the Eastern Desperate Realm.

The boundless sea of fire, no matter how many times you see it, makes people feel their hearts swaying and unable to extricate themselves.

Such a realm, let alone innate, even if it is a sage or an immortal, it will not be able to survive in it for a long time, right?

His disciple Fang Rui looked at Feng Zi coldly, and said otherwise: "This sky-covering umbrella is a holy soldier, you may only be able to see this one in your life, if you don't worship quickly, you won't have a chance to see it again in the future!"

Feng Zi didn't speak, but a faint hint of mockery appeared in his eyes: "Holy soldier, is it really rare?"

Carefully calculated, the Coiling Dragon Ring, the Yama Diagram, the Heart Tribulation Sword, plus the Spirit Devouring Gourd, the Heart of the Poisonous Dragon, which is not weaker than the Holy Soldier, and the Penglai Source that surpasses the Holy Soldier, there are six existences equivalent to the Holy Soldier.

In front of Feng Zi, no one could suppress him with magic weapon wealth.

If it weren't for Feng Zi for one-fifth of Li Qingyun's cultivation time, Feng Zi would be ten percent sure that he would blow him head-on.

But there is no "if" in this world, after all, the other party is a legend from several generations ago, and his strength cultivation is terrifying.

In a normal duel, Li Qingyun was afraid that he would be able to subdue Feng Zi with a single look, so after thinking and meditating, Feng Zi finally decided to take a risk.

Fang Rui saw that Feng Zi was silent, his eyes were full of contempt when he looked at him, and he couldn't help but feel angry from his heart to the side of his heart, his face full of vicious resentment.

However, Fang Rui gained a little insight from the previous lesson, he did not point his finger at Feng Zi, but sneered while using the secret method to transmit the voice to Li Qingyun: "Master, I want this purple soul to fly away, so that he doesn't even have a chance to be reincarnated!"

"Everything will be said after I get ten thousand years of staying, if it is a good thing for a teacher, I want you to fill it with your life!"

Li Qingyun glanced at Fang Rui coldly, and the latter was suddenly silent, not daring to make any more small movements.

Seeing that the two did not clash and contradict again, Li Qingyun nodded with satisfaction, and the mana flowed around his body, holding out the holy soldier's "umbrella covering the sky".

Swish!

The big black umbrella was stretched out, suspended in the air, and a translucent dark curtain hung down from the edge of the umbrella, covering a radius of every kilometer.

With a wave of Li Qingyun's hand, Feng Zi felt the closeness of his surroundings change, and he came to the protection of the umbrella in the blink of an eye.

Feng Zi narrowed his eyes slightly: "It is worthy of being a sage, it is indeed powerful!"

The other party teleported him, which was also to show the power of the means, so that he knew the difference in strength between each other, and did not make any small moves.

Li Qingyun held the umbrella in his hand, glanced at Feng Zi lightly, and said with a threatening tone: "Lead the way in front, you are a smart person and know what to do." ”

His gaze slanted and fell on Fang Rui: "The umbrella can only protect the two of you, you wait outside, if something important happens, you will pass a secret letter to the teacher." ”

"Disciple obeys the master's orders!"

Fang Rui couldn't enter, so he could only glance at Feng Zi resentfully, waiting outside unwillingly.

A glimmer of essence flashed in Feng Zi's lowered eyes, and he walked forward silently under Li Qingyun's urging.

He chased the Terran rebels back then, and once rushed into the Eastern Desperate Realm, so he knew the horrors of this place better than anyone else.

With the power of the Holy Soldier's Heaven Umbrella alone, it would not be able to completely resist the Black Flame of Destruction.

"When things come, you have to be bold! Plans often can't catch up with changes, I have to adapt and adapt to overcome them!"

With every step Feng Zi took, he felt that the temperature suddenly increased by a point, and before he came to the Boundless Black Flame, the surrounding temperature was several times hotter than lava.

For a Venerable in the early stage of the [Psychic] realm, just by coming here, a large amount of water and qi in his body would evaporate, and his vitality would be greatly damaged.

But Feng Ziyou has received the blessing of the flame spirit and enjoyed the flame saint, not only does he not feel the heat at this moment, but he feels comfortable all over, as if he has just taken a ginseng fruit, full of qi and blood, and has a feeling of dragon spirit and tiger fierceness.

Standing outside the black flame, a fleeting look of fear appeared in Li Qingyun's eyes, and this trace of emotion disappeared immediately.

He looked at Feng Zi and said in a deep voice: "Don't be afraid, with me, you don't need to worry about this black flame." ”

"What scares me the most is you!"

Feng Zi didn't speak, sneered and led the way ahead, taking the lead in rushing into the flames that seemed to be able to annihilate all vitality.

Li Qingyun then entered the Eastern Desperate Realm, the blood on his face suddenly faded, his fingers trembled slightly, and a large amount of mana was output around his body, which barely allowed the Sky Covering Umbrella to resist the terrifying black flame.

Even so, there were still strands of pitch-black sparks seeping in.

The fire is so strange that it seems to work only on living objects, but it does not destroy dead objects.

Feng Zi saw that the long hair on Li Qingyun's head quickly withered and split up, lost its moisture, and turned into powder and scattered.

But ten breaths, this famous sage became bald.

This didn't happen to Feng Zi.

Maybe it was the bloodline of the demon clan that was playing a role, or maybe it was the blessing of the flame saint, and the pitch-black flame fire fell on Feng Zi's body, and it was quickly transformed into pure power.

Feng Zi felt as if he had taken the medicine of the tiger wolf, his qi and blood were boiling, and the quality and quantity of the true yuan in his body were rapidly improving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After only entering this desperate situation for a while, it was worth his usual penance for a whole day.

You have to give as much as you want.

While Feng Zi's strength increased, he also endured endless pain and torture.

This kind of pain directly acts on the soul, and it is ten times more serious than the sword mountain, fire, sea, wind, thunder and hell that Feng Zi once broke through.

If you were a slightly weaker person to bear such pain, I am afraid that you would go crazy at that time, or because you can't bear such pain, you will directly close yourself off and become a thoughtless mentally handicapped teenager.

Feng Zi found that although the pitch-black flame would bring extreme pain to himself, it was like a violent elixir that could make him strong quickly in a short period of time.

"Although this kind of power can't be preserved for a long time, it can allow me to quickly improve my cultivation in a very short period of time. ”

"That way, my chances of success have increased by a few points. ”

A hint of determination flashed in Feng Zi's eyes, and he immediately let go of his heart, and while walking slowly, he took the initiative to absorb the pitch-black flames.

Pain! Pain that goes deep into the bone marrow! Under the invasion and assimilation of the fire, the blood seems to have become a thousand thin blades, cutting the blood veins, muscles and meridians all the time, and even breathing has become a luxury.

Feng Zi was in pain, but he supported himself and moved forward firmly: "As long as you can survive and end the war, what is this suffering!"

Li Qingyun keenly caught the painful struggle on Feng Zi's face, and a hint of relief appeared in his eyes: "Although the young genius has a lot of aura, after all, there are few tribulations, the journey is smooth, and the spiritual will is still too poor, and he can't bear the heat." ”

For Li Qingyun, Feng Zi's only role is to guide the way, and he doesn't care about the development potential and strength of this young man. Even, the weaker Feng Zi is, the easier it is for him to deal with it.

The two have their own thoughts, walking all the way, but they are wary of each other.

Every time he walked for several miles, Li Qingyun would use many secret methods to ask Feng Zi to see if he was deliberately taking the wrong path and what tricks he was playing.

Feng Zi didn't put his mind on this, so he didn't have any twists and turns.

However, the deeper he went into the Eastern Desperate Realm, the more intense the surrounding fire became, and Li Qingyun was also struggling to support, and his mana was rapidly consumed, so he had to stop often to take pills and meditate to regain his energy.

Li Qingyun acted very steadily, not revealing the slightest flaw, giving Feng Zi an opportunity.

When Li Qingyun was taking medicine to recover his mana, Feng Zi was also absorbing Black Flame to strengthen himself: "If you are as cunning as a fox, I also have another way to go." ”

The two resumed eating, and were about to move forward when they were done, when a figure appeared in their field of vision.

"People, how can you meet people in such a ghost place?"

Feng Zi and Li Qingyun were both extremely shocked and looked at the man vigilantly.

The spiritual power was completely suppressed in this desperate situation, and he could only watch and listen to all directions.

Halfway, Feng Zi saw the man's face clearly and breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't a human being, it was a simple collection of black flames.

Some of them were similar to the Flame Spirit that Feng Zi had encountered in the Scorched Sea Ash Mountain, and it was a special fire energy polymer.

It can be called the Spirit of Fire.

However, this spirit of fire does not seem to have the slightest reason to speak of, and it seems that it only has the instinct to strengthen itself.

When the black flame man saw Feng Zi and Li Qingyun, he didn't judge the strength of the enemy or the enemy, and immediately flew up, wanting to devour Feng Zi.

"Is it because of this?"

A hint of doubt appeared in Feng Zi's eyes, and the azure pure flame in his hand jumped slightly.

The Spirit of Fire let out an excited roar, and its movements grew faster and faster.

Feng Zi's face was solemn: "Although the skills are poor and not worth mentioning, the speed is so fast!"

He was about to face off against the spirit of fire when he heard a cold snort.

I saw Li Qingyun wave his hand, and I saw several cracks appear in the air, and the spirit of fire was divided into several sections and scattered.

"Native chickens and dogs, vulnerable!"

The strands of pitch-black fire essence exploded and were about to dissipate between heaven and earth.

Feng Zi clenched his steel teeth, let go of his heart, and took the initiative to absorb them.

"Li Qingyun's strength is too strong, now I, even if I come to ten, I will not be his opponent, I must grasp all opportunities to improve myself!"

In the middle of the sound, Feng Zi finally refined these fire essences, and the intense pain made his face bruise, sweating profusely, and almost losing his strength.

But it's all worth it.

"Absorbing this spirit of fire can be worth a year of penance!"

Feng Zi's eyes were extremely bright, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This kind of cultivation growth is permanent.