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"Hoo ......"

Before Cheng Beikong's body could fall, a ball of flames rolled over, and in the raging flames, the blurred figure quickly turned into ashes, and the flames rolled up again, wrapped in a few things, and flew back to Lin Feng, who had already rushed over.

Lin Feng raised his hand and grabbed it, and the Blood Demon Blade and Purple Flame Thunder Knife in the flames, as well as a Gift Ring, were grabbed in his hand, and the lava fire drilled into his body along his arm.

Putting away a few magic weapons, Lin Feng recalled the Red Soul Flying Sword and held it at his feet, only then did he breathe a long sigh of relief with a pale face, and looked down at a porcelain bottle that was still in his left hand, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a wry smile, this is the porcelain bottle where the spiritual spring is stored, just after casting the Blue Moon Forbidden God before, his true yuan has been almost exhausted, so he chose to use the Red Soul Flying Sword to attack Cheng Beikong, but he was hindered by the old man in the ink robe of the Purple Flame Gate, and later Cheng Beikong was deceived by the illusion and attacked Bai Honglin again, he had no choice but to take out a bottle of spiritual spring and pour it directly, and then forcibly moved the Blood Demon Blade, and pursued one after another, and finally with the help of Bai Honglin, he was lucky enough to kill the enemy.

Lingquan already has not much inventory, and now using up a whole bottle at once really makes Lin Feng feel a little heartbroken, but being able to kill Cheng Beikong is very worthwhile.

The effect of the spiritual spring under the service is still there, coupled with the divine effect of the "Caichen Jue", Lin Feng's depleted true yuan is rapidly recovering, he secretly breathes, and at the same time turned his head to look in the direction where Bai Honglin was, and was ready to go over and deal with the Qiankun Treasure Pot and the Ziyao Fire inside.

"Huh?!"

But at this moment, Lin Feng's expression that had just relaxed suddenly changed, his eyes revealed an extremely frightened look, and he looked at the Qiankun Treasure Pot suspended in the air not far ahead.

"Buzz ......"

That is, at the same time, the Qiankun Treasure Pot, which had been calm for a few breaths with the death of Cheng Beikong just now, suddenly burst out with a mournful and trembling sound, the body of the pot trembled violently, and the fine cracks on it flashed with a deep purple light, and even seemed to have a tendency to become more and more powerful, as if the entire treasure pot would completely explode from the inside in the next second.

"What's going on!!" Lin Feng was shocked inexplicably, as the holder of the Qiankun Treasure Pot, he naturally knew the situation of the treasure pot better, he felt very clearly that the purple flame in the treasure pot was several times more irritable than before, and it was still intensifying, according to this situation, I am afraid that in less than half a minute, the Qiankun Treasure Pot will be completely destroyed.

The enemy has been solved, of course Lin Feng does not want to lose this rare strong treasure, almost subconsciously, he played a trick to the Qiankun treasure pot from afar, and as soon as his mind moved, he saw that the lid of the Qiankun treasure pot was opened, and in an instant, a surging purple flame rushed out like a volcanic eruption, and an indescribable terrifying power instantly swept in all directions......

Bai Honglin was waiting for Lin Feng to come over, but the change in the Qiankun Treasure Pot startled him, and at this time, he felt the terrifying power of the Ziyao Fire released from the treasure pot, his face changed instantly, and he instinctively reacted and burst back, his eyes were full of horror and disbelief, and he didn't understand why Cheng Beikong was already dead, but this Ziyao Fire would still have such a change.

Just in the blink of an eye, all the purple flames in the Qiankun Treasure Pot rushed out, and the Treasure Pot stopped screaming, and it was finally not destroyed, but the situation seemed to have become more troublesome than the destruction of the Treasure Pot......

Seeing the Zi Yao Huo that was released, Lin Feng couldn't help but be stunned, he was more familiar with the Purple Yao Fire than anyone present, and he felt more clearly that the current situation of the Zi Yao Fire was very wrong, very wrong, it seemed that there was a force brewing in it, or it could be said that this Zi Yao Huo was 'self-destructing'......

"Self-destruction?!" The moment this thought appeared in his mind, Lin Feng's heart tightened suddenly, he thought of Cheng Beikong's words before he died, he thought it was just a verbal curse from the other party's despair, but now it seems that it is not so simple at all - it is not a curse, but a declaration!

The other party's action before he died was probably to cast some kind of secret method and give Zi Yaohuo the last order - the order to self-destruct!

There is even such a secret method?! Alien fire can actually self-destruct and detonate like a magic weapon?! How terrifying will the self-explosion of the best purple flame be? I'm afraid it will really be as Cheng Beikong said before his death, everyone here will give him a funeral......

Thinking of this, Lin Feng suddenly felt that his hands and feet were cold, and even his back was almost soaked with cold sweat, and his eyes couldn't help but show an anxious look that could not be concealed, looking at the purple flames that were constantly filling the air, he was a little helpless for a while.

"Purple Shine Annihilation...... It's Ziyao Annihilation!!"

At this moment, a frightened scream suddenly sounded, Lin Feng subconsciously turned his head to look, but saw that the scream was actually the old man in the ink robe from the Purple Flame Gate, his image at this time was quite wolf, it seemed that he had been injured in the battle just now, and his face was showing an unprecedented look of horror, even more exaggerated than when he saw Cheng Beikong being killed just now.

This scream was completely subconscious, and many people around heard it, most of them had a blank look on their faces, and only a few elder-level figures from the Purple Flame Sect showed the same look as the old man in the ink robe after being stunned for a moment.

Although I don't understand, just from the reaction of the old man in the ink robe, I can draw a rough conclusion-it is obvious that the current change of Zi Yaohuo is called 'Zi Yao Annihilation', and from this name alone, you can guess how bad the situation is.

Suddenly, the battlefield that had just fallen into a short pause because of Cheng Beikong's death immediately fell into a panic again, and the people from both the Xuanbing Palace and the Purple Flame Gate began to stir.

In mid-air, Lin Feng looked at the commotion around him, his face was extremely gloomy, he could ignore the people of the Purple Flame Gate, but he couldn't ignore the people of the Xuanbing Palace no matter what, let alone ......

His gaze looked in the direction of the back mountain of the Xuanbing Palace, and the anxiety in his eyes gradually receded, replaced by incomparable firmness and persistence.

"No...... We must not let Zi Yaohuo destroy itself like this!!"

Lin Feng clenched his fists, the light in his eyes flickered, he suddenly gritted his teeth, and with a wave of his right hand forward, the lava fire that had just been withdrawn from his body roared out, exploding into a huge fire net in the air, covering the spreading purple flame.

Although he knew that his lava fire might not be enough to stop Zi Yaohuo's self-destruction, Lin Feng couldn't control it so much now, no matter what, he had to fight!

The purple flames in the air had spread to a full three hundred meters, and strange distortions appeared in many places in the surrounding void, as if even the space was about to be melted, Lin Feng expanded the lava fire to the extreme, and only barely covered all the purple flames, and with a grip of his right hand, the lava fire net began to slowly shrink......