The power of the black demon made the two people opposite change color.

With such a strong momentum and coercion, in the impression of the Flame Ancestor, it seems that only Zhang Xujing, the current leader of the Immortal Alliance, can compare with it!

And Qin Shanqiao, from this coercion, in addition to thinking of Zhang Jingxu, also thought of the current lord of Daliang, Su Dingfa!

In addition, even Gu Tong, the master of the Dengxian Division, and Zhou Xuan, the crown prince, are inferior to the black evil at this time!

Dowki mid-term!

This demon demon of the Demon Gate, his cultivation is even stronger than rumored!

The two glanced at each other, and they both saw the solemnity and determination in each other's eyes.

"Fight with him!"

In the face of an opponent of this strength, escaping means leaving the weakness of your back to the other party, it is better to fight hard!

At least if you delay for some time, the reinforcements who insist on the capital will arrive, and there will be a chance to live.

Flame Dragon Curse!

The Flame Ancestor's eyes were fixed, his ten fingers pinched the trick, and a fiery red hosta that bound his long hair had already left his body and floated in front of him.

"Hoo ......"

The hosta seemed to have a strange power, and as soon as it appeared, the surrounding fire and fire beasts were already rushing into the inside of the hosta.

In an instant, a flame vortex was formed out of thin air, and at the core of the vortex, a huge fire dragon head also quietly poked out of it.

The dragon's head was the size of a house, with scales and whiskers, like a living creature, its eyes burning with raging flames, its head swaying slightly, and its huge body appeared on the spot.

The fire dragon opened its mouth and roared, with a desolate and rich meaning, and a strong aura enveloped the audience.

In the face of the black evil, the Flame Ancestor had no intention of showing off his inheritance magic weapon.

As soon as the fire dragon appeared, it had already opened its mouth wide, and a stream of red gold flames erupted towards the location of the black demon.

The flame grew from thin to thick, rapidly expanding, but in an instant, it had turned into several acres in size, enveloping one side.

At this time, the Flame Mountain formation had collapsed, and the surrounding heaven and earth qi machines were even more chaotic, although there was plenty of firepower, it was too chaotic for others to use at all.

But when this fire dragon appeared on the field, endless fire qi from all directions immediately swarmed in, no matter how chaotic it was, through the transformation of the fire dragon's body, all turned into red gold flames in its mouth, and kept rushing out.

The power of the flames is also terrifying!

This place is located in the belly of the mountain, and as soon as the red gold flame comes out, the endless mountain rock immediately melts, turning into rolling magma and spilling on the ground.

This fire can even arouse the nameless anger in the hearts of others, but those who are not strong-willed, burned by the flames, will definitely be in turmoil, and it is difficult to exert half of their strength!

"Kill!"

Qin Shanqiao came first, and the Misty Sky Knife crossed a perfect arc, with a blurred color, one step ahead of the flames, and came to the front of the black evil.

His knife skills are exquisite, just a simple slash, which also makes people feel gorgeous and dazzling!

The long knife is like a swimming fish, escaping in the void, and the knife light is sharp, forcing the black evil to escape into the void.

Just as the Misty Knife was slashing at him, a white bone palm as clear as jade quietly appeared in front of the long knife.

The white bones are like jade, crystal clear, and the beauty full of charm even suppresses the sword light of the Misty Knife!

"Ding......

With a soft sound, the long knife collided with the white bone, and immediately sputtered out a few cold rays.

"Slash!"

Qin Shanqiao's face was solemn, and he spit lightly in his mouth.

Immediately, I saw that the Misty Knife in that scene suddenly triggered, and the Blurry Knife Light instantly filled the audience.

The flying sword light reflected ten thousand points of coldness, like an avalanche in the Tianshan Mountains, with an indomitable momentum, slashing wildly towards the figure in the field.

And at this moment, the red gold flame was already enveloped, and as soon as the flames that spread all around touched the white bone, they began to shrink wildly inward.

The extreme high temperature even affected the Lost Sky Knife a lot.

But this flame has the ability to lock everything, but it can trap the figure inside in place, unable to break free.

"Peng!"

The flames slammed into the bones, burning wildly, and tongues of fire licked upwards in a vain attempt to seep into the bones.

It's just that although the Yuanchen White Bone of the Yin Luo Sect doesn't have much fighting ability, its hardness is also amazing.

Although the power of the flame is strong, trapping it is already the limit, and if you want to destroy this humanoid magic weapon, it will not be a matter of time and a half.

"That's not right!"

Seeing that the situation was good, Qin Shanqiao frowned, and a bad feeling secretly appeared in his heart.

"Be careful!"

The Flame Ancestor on the side opened his eyes even more and drank hurriedly.

He had cultivated the Flame Mountain Separation Heart Method for more than 200 years, but in this place of fire and chaos, he had the magic of swimming in water.

Obviously, his perception is not as good as Qin Shanqiao's, but he first realized that the situation was wrong!

"Whoa......

Although Qin Shanqiao didn't realize where the danger came from, he was still as good as a stream, covering the heavenly clothes, and the whole person suddenly flashed and hidden.

Not long ago, he relied on this magic weapon in a vain attempt to sneak attack the black evil.

Although it didn't succeed, it also hid from him for a while.

But this time, it's clearly different!

"......"

A blue light suddenly emerged from the void, and as soon as it pierced forward, it had already stabbed Qin Shanqiao, who had hidden his body and changed his direction.

The light was as subtle as a hair, inconspicuous, and even if it penetrated the body, I was afraid that it would not be able to hurt a Daoji monk.

What's more, Qin Shanqiao still has a magic robe on his body, and there is a spontaneous talisman.

But as soon as he was pierced by this light, Qin Shanqiao's hidden figure had already appeared on the spot, and his expression was complex and varied, leaving only endless unwillingness and horror in the end.

"Boom ......"

A cloud of cold flames suddenly burst out from Qin Shanqiao's body.

The body of this Daoji monk instantly disintegrated and shattered in the eyes of the Flame Ancestor, and was blown by the strong wind, and immediately scattered in all directions.

The storage bag and a few magic weapons left in place were held in the palm of a figure that suddenly appeared.

Hei Sha put away the loot unhurriedly and said indifferently: "Using stealth in front of me is really self-defeating!"

And the place wrapped in flames also showed its true form, there was only a humanoid white bone, and the black evil inside was just a phantom, and he himself had long disappeared in place!

Yuanchen White Bone is not only a magic weapon, but also a method of cultivation, even if a cultivator does not use this magic weapon, he still has a certain ability to transform the virtual and the real.

Once Sun Heng encountered the Demon Gate Feng Yinping, what he practiced was this exercise.

As for the light that killed Qin Shanqiao, it was the cold flame divine light of one of the three great divine powers of the Yin Luo Sect!

This supernatural power, in the hands of the black demon at this time, is powerful enough to kill a Daoji monk with one blow!

At this time, the Flame Ancestor, his steel teeth were clenched, but he couldn't care about the pain of losing his friend, and he was using all his strength to control the Fire Divine Dragon on his side, entangled with a pitch-black short sword.

When the black demon killed Qin Shanqiao, he still had the strength to intercept the help of the Flame Ancestor.

Tilting his head slightly, he glanced in the direction of the capital, and said to the only one left in the field with a cold face: "Below, it's your turn!"

"Boom ......"

Seeing that his friend was dead, and he was even more hopeless to hold on alone, the Flame Ancestor's eyes jumped, and he suddenly urged the mana, and the Yan Dragon roared, knocked away the magic sword, and wrapped him towards the bottom of the Flame Mountain.

"Want to escape?"

Black eyes picked, touched the storage bag on his waist, smiled lightly, turned into a phantom, and chased down.

In his opinion, the Flame Mountain erupted, the magma at the bottom of the mountain was rolling, and the power of fire was strong, and it was only natural for the Flame Ancestor who had refined the Fire Practice Method to flee down.

But seeing the inside of this crazy shaking mountain, the two of them chased and fled, and they had fought several times in an instant.

The flame dragon fell against the surging magma, and the surface of his body flashed from time to time, gathering the power of fire in all directions, turning into powerful spells, and bombarding behind him.

The Flame Ancestor doesn't want his spells to kill or damage his opponent, but he just wants to block the momentum of the pursuer!

But the black demon in the rear merged with Yuanchen's white bones, turning into a phantom, but almost ignored the bombardment of these spells.

The Black Killing Sword turned into a streamer, shooting wildly towards the Yan Dragon, and every blow that fell, it could open a large part of the Yan Dragon's body.

There were even streaks of cold flame divine light shooting out from the black demon's hand, but whenever it landed on the Yan Dragon, it would freeze part of its body, so that the speed of its fall was also slightly slowed.

"It's useless!"

The black demon flashed, and his body had already appeared on the top of the Yan Dragon's head, and with a big hand press, the cold flame divine light immediately wrapped the huge head of the Yan Dragon below.

"You can't escape!"

"Peng!"

The cold flames emerged, and the roar of the Yan Dragon also came to a sudden standstill, and then accompanied by a loud bang, the originally majestic Yan Dragon had silently disintegrated.

"Whoa......

And in the overflowing halo, a red light suddenly flashed, and it shot down again.

"Huh?"

The black eyes were raised, and there was already a little anger in his voice: "There are a lot of tricks, but unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, these are all useless!"

With a twist of his body, he escaped again, turned into a phantom, ignored the surging magma flames, and swooped down on the Fire Ancestor who escaped with serious injuries below.

"Peng!"

With a muffled sound, the Fire Ancestor crashed through the heavy magma and appeared in a refining room in an embarrassed state.

Outside the stone room, the magma rolls like a wave, which can be described as an earth-shaking and apocalyptic scene.

But in this stone chamber, there was only a slight shaking, and nothing else was abnormal.

Here, in the midst of this flaming mountain, there is only a quiet.

"Fellow Daoist, help!"

The Flame Ancestor shouted in his mouth, his expression was flustered, but his feet were not slow, and a flash appeared beside Sun Heng.

"Huh?"

In front of the door, a phantom shook in the rolling magma, and then a person slowly walked out of the magma.

The black demon glanced at the audience, his eyes puzzled.

It seems that he didn't expect that there would be such a place in this flaming mountain?

"Is there anyone else here?"

Zhuo Yixian and Xiahou Chun in the field naturally would not be taken seriously by him, but the person who called for help from the Flame Ancestor was too difficult for him to see.

"Who is Your Excellency, and why are you here?"

The cautious personality that has been cultivated for a long time has made the black demon even though his strength has increased greatly recently, but he still does not choose to do it directly.

Sun Heng's attitude was indifferent and he opened his mouth to speak.

The Flame Ancestor seemed to sense Sun Heng's indifference, and immediately hurriedly spoke: "Fellow Daoist, I'll help you refine the weapon!"

After speaking, without waiting for Sun Heng to agree, he already pressed his hands on the stove.

With the blessing of a Daoji monk, he is even more proficient in fire spells, and he is also the master of the Fire Sect, and his help instantly made the furnace fire flourish again, and it became even more stable.

"Hmmm......"

Frowning, sensing the accelerating refining process of the Golden Lock Armor, Sun Heng couldn't help but sigh softly, and waved his hand towards the black man: "You go, I'm still useful for this person." ”