The flames are flying, and the burning earth seems to be boiling, and even the power of heaven and man can only avoid its edge and save their lives.

The island's shocks are also repeated, and the temporarily immortal crowd is like frightened birds, struggling in the endless sea of fire.

It was destined to be a long night, and perhaps the Hanging Island would be lost forever in the Milky Way in such a blazing night.

A burst of shouts came, and layers of fierce and vicious qi swirls were stirred up in the sky, and the mountains and rocks swept by the residual wind collapsed, the flames rose sharply in the wind, and the crowd on the terrifying gourd shouted loudly.

"Tianxiongxing, the acquaintance is about to dodge me. ”

The emerald fairy stood in the wind, holding on to a emerald feather fan, and her eyes were full of anger. She was originally a Tianhe immortal magpie, and riding the clouds and fog is a housekeeping skill, and she doesn't need to use magic weapons like Xuanyuan Miming and others.

"Do you think you can stop the three of us on your own?"

"Today, for the sake of Xuannu Niangniang, I have the right to let you go. ”

Qin Xiao Shuangxian also rode Qingluan, crossed the white crane and stared at Tianxiongxing, first they rushed into the cliff cave, and before they found the news of the Moon Extinction Book, they were embarrassed by the volcanic jet, but after all, the two of them are good hands in the real realm, and they still have the power to adapt.

"Loyalty comes first, there is no retreat. ”

Tianxiongxing smiled coldly, took off his felt hat and threw it casually, just like a thunder in the air, Lin Xianghe bore the brunt of it, stepped down the white crane with a long sigh, and his wings were wide open and swept a few feet.

Tianxiong Xing revealed the true face of Lushan, and it was indeed a leopard's head and eyes, a swallow's jaw and a tiger's whiskers, a cold spear like water, and a deep and majestic atmosphere. The mustache is slightly white, and it seems that he is no longer strong.

"You must blame me for your own death. ”

Fairy Cuiqiao stopped talking, and waved the feather fan in her hand several times, and the flames flew up like a fire dragon. Several people have been looking for the Moon Book for many years, and their hearts have been boiling like magma all over the mountain, even the king of heaven and Lao Tzu can't stop them from going straight to the cliff cave.

Tianxiong Xing stood suddenly, and when the flames hit his body, it was as if he was frozen, and when he waved it at will, the flames fell in response to him, turning into a trace of mist.

"How is it possible? Could it be that this person is wearing some kind of treasure clothes?" Fairy Cuiqiao rubbed her eyes, and her face was full of surprise.

"This person is a terrible body, and I am afraid that the ordinary method of the five elements will not hurt him. Lin Xianghe hurriedly reminded from the side.

Heaven and earth are overflowing between heaven and earth, failed to get the right position of the stars, brave and good at fighting, in ancient times by the Nine Heavens Xuannu under the command, after the battle of heaven and man by the human race Heavenly Master ambushed under the demon of Longhu Mountain Town, and later Hong Taiwei mistakenly took the demon, only to be reincarnated.

Since then, he has made contributions in the mortal world, although he has not been crowned a marquis and worshiped by the prime minister, it is enough to cheer up his life. After returning to the throne, he is not a flesh and blood body, and the tactics still have an ancient aftertaste, unlike the monks of later generations who only know how to refine and eat, and the magic weapon to resist the enemy.

Although the emerald feather fan of the Cuiqiao Fairy is not a very good magic weapon, it can cause heavenly fire when it is fanned, and the body of the true immortal is not afraid. Turning a blind eye like Tianxiongxing can make her a little helpless. When the blow missed, he was immediately shocked.

Tianxiong Xing flew and grabbed it, the spear blade was aimed at the muscles and bones, and the emerald fairy was discolored, and it was able to avoid the key point in the heart, but it was pierced into the waist by a spear, and when he landed on the blood, he was terrified to death.

"Look at my god Thunderbolt. ”

Lin Xianghe frowned, the sleeves of his robe swayed in the wind, his fingers hooked and wiped, and he only heard a few clicks, and the silver-white electric light seemed to be cut down by a chopping knife.

Even Jingyu hurriedly erected the pipe, whining, and the air immediately dimmed, and he couldn't see his five fingers, only the faint thunder and lightning fire fought endlessly around Tianxiong Xing.

............

Ming Qin saw Tianxiongxing guarding the cliff cave and fighting with the three of them, knowing that something must be wrong, he took advantage of the darkness of the fight of several people, turned into a bird and flew in.

The flames in the cave were scorching, and the tumbling magma was like boiling soup, but it was many times more powerful. The cultivation of the Heavenly and Human Realms did not dare to approach easily. Fortunately, Ming Qin's natural physique is like gold and jade, and high-temperature karst is also like flat ground.

The fire in the cliff cave is chaotic, it is extremely dangerous, there is nothing to be seen, Ming Qin gradually flew down, but the bottom of the cliff is a boiling fire pool, and a long figure seems to be checking something around the fire pool.

Ming Qin was slightly taken aback, and recognized that the person was Pang Shao of the Ming Xuan Heavenly Palace, no wonder Tianxiong Xing blocked the three masters from getting closer, it turned out that a companion had already sneaked in.

However, the bottom of this cliff is already in an extremely embarrassing situation, even if they are allowed in, with the cultivation of the three of them, they may not be able to go deep here. Pang Shao's cultivation was far inferior to the three of them, but he didn't know what means he used.

Ming Qin thought to himself, but saw Pang Shao muttering to himself, a mysterious smile on the corner of his lips, and he turned into a brilliant firebird, spreading his wings and throwing himself into the fire pool.

"It's ...... Could it be a phoenix?" Mingqin was amazed.

The phoenix is the head of the feather clan, one of the four spirits, in ancient times and the Mao tribe Pixiu, the Xuan turtle of the Jie clan, the scale of the unicorn dominates the world, the human race has been regarded as auspicious after the inheritance, but the phoenix temperament is lonely, the legend is that he "is not a sycamore does not live, not bamboo does not eat, does not drink a sweet spring", for thousands of years rarely appears in the world, so that people think it is grotesque, and even its existence is doubted.

Ming Qin has practiced the 'Taiyin Alchemy Technique' for many years, and knows that it is easy to turn ghosts into people, and some ordinary things are harmless to change, and they are not eye-catching in themselves, and of course there will be no problem of resembling them.

If you change the gods of heaven and earth, not only will you be very taboo with ghosts and gods, but it will also be difficult to succeed. For example, the phoenix, unicorn and other spiritual species, it is difficult to get along at all, and many officials in ancient times figured out the holy will and deceived it as auspicious, and it was soon punctured, which shows how difficult it is to be fake and chaotic.

Moreover, the art of change is the deepest ingenuity between heaven and earth, easy to learn and difficult to achieve, and the famous Monkey King has cultivated seventy-two kinds of earth evil changes that are enough to make trouble in the heavenly palace, making it difficult for true immortals to distinguish the true from the fake.

The phoenix is an immortal bird in the fire, which is not something that can be done by the art of change.

Ming Qin's heart moved, remembering the various miracles of the Yue Jue Book, and then jumped into the fire pool.

Legend has it that the sword mountain and the sea of fire are two kinds of torture in hell, mortals talk about the color change, Ming Qin fell into the pool, Fang remembered that although his physique is a little strange, but this fire pool is ten thousand times more blazing than ordinary fire, and I don't know if I can withstand it. If it is refined, will it not be wronged?

The fire pool was spicy red, and it was difficult to distinguish the road, Mingqin had the heart to turn back, but he didn't know where to step on it, and a sour and hot rushed into his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

"Where is this?" Ming Qin opened his eyes in amazement, and felt that his face was cool, and the fire pool disappeared in an instant, but in front of him was a cool pool.

An old man in a wide robe sat on a jade bed, his eyes closed, his expression tranquil, his long hair hanging down, and the silk was like silver.

"Could it be that this is the Heavenly Son of the Moon Palace?"

Pang Shao didn't know when he came to his side, staring at the white-haired old man's clear eyes full of joy.

Ming Qin couldn't answer this question either, and the old man on the bed didn't move, and he didn't know whether he was asleep or dead.