"Refining the fire and raising the fire to the second-grade realm. ”

After hearing this, Lu Chen immediately closed his eyes, formed a mark with his hands on his chest, and concentrated on refining the fire.

Facing the Xuankong of the Jindan realm, Lu Chen didn't care too much, his biggest enemy at the moment was not Xuankong, but the fire that was struggling in his body. As early as three days ago, at the moment when the secret realm collapsed, after receiving a full blow from dozens of monks and reducing the Jiuyan Tower, Lu Chen found that the energy from the fire was too huge. As long as it is completely devoured, the Black Evil Heart Fire will definitely be able to ascend to the second-grade realm, and it is more likely that his cultivation will break through to the point of the late stage of foundation building in one fell swoop.

"Strength. ”

Lu Chen's most urgent thing now is strength, if you want to get out of trouble, you can only rely on yourself. Regardless of whether the luck is good or bad, everything can only be done to know whether it will succeed or not.

"It's still a little bit close~"

Lu Chen, who closed his eyes tightly, was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead, rolling down his face, and before he could land on his body, he was steamed with a trace of white gas by the fire that flooded his body.

The depths of the underground were extremely hot, like a huge furnace, but fortunately, Lu Chen was carrying the Black Heart Fire, an evil fire that overrode all the flames of the Six Realms, so that he could not be steamed by the heat wave here.

"Boom~"

Another loud bang came, and Lu Chen's divine sense clearly felt that the energy of the best spirit stone on the puppet Shenmu's body was decreasing sharply at an immeasurable speed, and when he hit the last divine sense, Lu Chen immediately withdrew all the mana poured into the puppet Shenmu's body.

"It's the last fight, give me half a pillar of incense again~"

Thinking silently in his heart, his tightly knit brows trembled violently at this moment, and the old man knew that his body was suffering from the double pain of being devoured by the fire and the excessive evil qi. This is something that ordinary people can't bear the pain, but Lu Chen actually relied on perseverance and perseverance to endure for three days.

"Is this still the same cynical, hippie-smiling kid on weekdays?"

The old man Qijing looked at Lu Chen like never before, and it seemed that Lu Chen seemed to be a different person at this moment. Perhaps at this moment, the old man felt that Lu Chen had the qualifications to inherit the Divine Heaven Temple.

"Boy, when the old man cleans up this puppet, he will tear you to pieces to comfort my nephew's spirit in the sky~"

Xuankong Zhenren roared angrily, and only then did Lu Chen know the true relationship between Xuankong and Zeng Shuo.

"It's actually an uncle and nephew, no wonder he chased and killed the stinky boy with no life. The old man standing in the strange mirror space frowned a little more, and looked at Lu Chen with a little more worry.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~"

As the Xuankong True Man roared angrily, a strong cracking state occurred in the rock layers on both sides of the bottomless abyss, and thick and long cracks burst out in all directions, shooting out countless huge stones. It's like a hidden weapon, rampage with penetrating strength.

The figure of the puppet Shenmu retreating again and again in his divine consciousness made Lu Chen extremely anxious, but he no longer had the heart to care about the puppet Shenmu.

With only a trace of it missing, the Black Evil Heart Fire could completely devour the fire from the fire, and Lu Chen ran the Great Yan Heart Technique with all his might, and the Black Evil Heart Fire exploded again.

Xuankong, who was fighting with the puppet Shenmu, suddenly felt the fire around him growing, and couldn't help but look at the source of the fire in horror. When he found that Lu Chen's body surface began to reveal red and black flames, he couldn't help but be frightened.

"This kid is devouring the fire?"

Xuankong's pupils continued to expand, as if he had seen something unbelievable, and even his face, which had been maintaining an angry face, couldn't help but ease, revealing a panicked look.

A sword blasted back the puppet Shenmu, Xuankong stood steadily in mid-air on the side of his body, his eyes staring at him gathered majestic mana, and in the dark underground around him, he suddenly found that Lu Chen's robe had been burned by the sudden red and black two-color flames, and the exposed sturdy skin was producing cracks at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a python molting, and pieces of soft skin shed off, revealing a bronze body surface with a bright color.

A trace of black qi slowly floated up from the ground where it was sitting cross-legged, and in a moment it converged into a dragon-shaped black mist, and the black mist revealed a dragon's head with a bloody mouth, and its eyes had two red rays of light beating strangely.

Somehow, Xuankong shivered at first, followed by an ominous premonition overflowing in his heart: if Lu Chen was allowed to finish devouring the fire, he might not be able to help him anymore.

"No, he must be killed. ”

Thinking of this, Xuankong made up his mind, flipped his hands, connected his ten fingers, and shot dozens of fingers one after another, shooting towards Lu Chen's body frantically.

Lu Chen was unconscious, as if he had entered an unconscious state of emptiness, and even his frowning brows eased at some point. The serenity of the demeanor is like that of a statue.

"Hum~"

The finger shadow did not hit Lu Chen's body as he wished, but slammed into the Jiuyan Tower, and the momentum of the fire was sharply reduced again. Lu Chen's evil eyes finally revealed a superb black glow after the eyelids opened.

This wisp of black light, he has been looking forward to it for a long time, and the second grade is black and hot: fierce eyes.