He detached a wisp of divine consciousness and controlled the Ice and Fire Lotus to maintain the suppression of the Ice Caracal. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info then raised his right hand slightly, and slapped it at the sky, a huge red cloud quickly gathered, and then "boom", and a ball of flames poured down, as if the heavenly river was pouring down.

Kirinitis.

From the very beginning, Lin Xuanqing planned to use the Qilin Flame to restrain the Ice Caracal, but this beast rushed out of the sea of fire, leaving only some scars on its body.

But that's no longer the case.

On the one hand, the entanglement between the old woman in the palace costume and the girl in purple, and on the other hand, the suppression of the Ice and Fire Lotus, the ice caracal beast could not struggle, and could only watch itself being swallowed by the flames.

It's angry, it's screaming, it's desperate......

Thinking that it was also the existence of an overlord in this rime cold abyss, and now it was trapped and killed by several low-level monks, such a way of death was difficult for it to accept.

Even if it couldn't move, it tried its best to urge the four beast blood crystals in its body, and spewed out streams of ice mist from its pores to extinguish the flames. But this glimmer of hope was soon extinguished. Because of the terrifying temperature of the unicorn flame, the ice mist was directly evaporated, and there was a burst of boiling oil in the air.

Soon, the monstrous fire incinerated a layer of protective ice crystals on the surface of the ice caracal's body, and began to scorch into its body......

It's a four-crystal demon beast!

Even if the temperature of the Qilin Flame is unparalleled, it is not so easy to incinerate it.

Lin Xuanqing gave up the plan of a quick battle, but sat down, patiently, and urged the red cloud in the sky with all his strength to maintain the flames.

It's like refining a superb elixir, and the whole person is immersed in it.

As time passed, the Ice Caracal's body shrank and weakened......

After about an hour, the beast's breath was no longer felt.

After a while, Lin Xuanqing suddenly flicked his sleeves, swept away the endless flames, and stared towards the direction where the ice caracal beast was, the demon beast had already been burned to the point that there was no scum left.

"It's ......"

His eyes narrowed, and he saw that there was actually a yellow bead in the ashes, half-exposed. If it weren't for the glittering light of the bead, I'm afraid I wouldn't have noticed.

He opened his big hand, and a big hand quickly condensed in the void, fished it downward, grabbed the bead in his hand, brushed off the dust on it, and took a closer look, and found that it contained a very large amount of blood, and its richness made him feel frightened.

It is said that if the essence blood of a demon beast containing ancient bloodlines is drained, purified, refined, and smelted into a pill, this pill is the Beast Condensing Pill. The Condensing Beast Pill was a hundred times more precious than the Beast Blood Crystal, because the blood qi it contained was the purest ancient demon beast blood. Even if it's just a drop, it's worth a fortune!"

Lin Xuanqing was ecstatic in his heart, he didn't expect that he was so lucky that he could actually get a Condensing Beast Pill. He hurriedly took out a jade box, put this pill into the box, and sealed it.

Then, he looked at the others and found that both the girl in purple and the old woman in the palace costume had collapsed to the ground, obviously because of the huge consumption just now.

On the other side, Feng Xiaotong was looking at him from afar, with a concerned expression.

Lin Xuanqing waved his hand and said to her, "You take care of them, and I'll go to support other demon cultivators." ”

"Don't worry, as long as no other Ice Caracals show up, they should be safe. Feng Xiaotong hurriedly agreed.

Lin Xuanqing nodded, and his body flickered, like a bird shooting straight into the sky. When he reached mid-air, he released his divine sense, covering a radius of dozens of miles, and soon found two battlefields. In one of the battlefields, there were actually eight demon cultivators besieging an ice caracal, the battle was nearing the end, and the ice caracal was completely dying.

His eyes fell on the "sick ghost", and his heart sank. I saw that the "sick ghost" was holding two full moon curved blades, forcibly shaking the ice caracal, and did not fall behind in the slightest. The other seven monks fully cooperated, and beat the ice caracal screaming again and again, so that it was not miserable.

Not far from them, another Ice Caracal was lying on the ground, its head bursting, and the beast's blood crystal had already been dug up.

"This demon must be one of the great wilderness heavenly pride, and the ranking must be above that Chu Ding. Such a strong person is probably the target of the major forces for a long time, and there is no need to take risks to take over this mission of Qingyin Pavilion. Is his purpose really just a mere Condensation Pill?"

Lin Xuanqing thought to himself, and couldn't help but be very suspicious of the purpose of this demon.

It's no wonder he thinks about it.

You can't have the heart to hurt others, and you can't have the heart to defend people. Especially when walking in a foreign land full of dangers, you must be mentally prepared for any potential danger. Even if they are teammates at the moment, who can guarantee that they will not meet each other in the next moment?

As he pondered, the Ice Caracal had been slain by the "Sick Ghost". The cultivators didn't stop, and soon they slaughtered the last ice caracal.

The five monks who besieged the last ice caracal were the most miserable, three dead and two wounded, if it weren't for the timely arrival of the demon cultivators such as the "sick ghost", I am afraid they would all be killed.

Lin Xuanqing shook his robe, patted the dust off his body, and then the blood in his body surged, forcing him to spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood stains hung on the corners of his mouth, and then rushed towards the group of demon cultivators.

By the time they arrived, the last of the Ice Caracals had been slaughtered.

"There is also an ice caracal, which was besieged and killed by the three girls of Qingyin Pavilion, I don't know what the situation is now, we might as well go and support it now!"

"That's right. If the three daughters of Qingyin Pavilion die, the reward for our trip will definitely be in vain. ”

"Hey, isn't that person with the third daughter of Qingyin Pavilion, why did he come here?"

......

Most of these demon cultivators were talking about something, and suddenly saw Lin Xuanqing arrive "in a hurry", and they couldn't help but be stunned.

Then Du Qingfeng had some friendship with Lin Xuanqing, took the initiative to greet him, and asked with concern: "How is the situation over there?"

This is also the issue that other demon cultivators are most concerned about.

"Fortunately, we killed the ice caracal with the loss of one monk, but they are all exhausted and are breathing, and I am recovering a little faster, so I rushed to help. Unexpectedly, I was a step late and didn't help much. Lin Xuanqing looked "ashamed".

Hearing this, all the demon cultivators were shocked.

Lin Xuanqing's five people are the "weakest" group, and they should have lost in the end, even if the whole army was wiped out, there would be no surprise. Unexpectedly, the price they paid was far lower than they imagined, which couldn't help but make them look at Lin Xuanqing with admiration.

Because they knew that among that team, Lin Xuanqing was the strongest.

Looking at the corner of his mouth again, there was still a trace of blood faintly, and the cultivators were stunned. I can't help but guess that this person must have paid a great price to kill the demon beast.

It gave them a little bit of balance in their hearts.

After their group of demon cultivators converged with the purple-clothed girl, they began to count the number of people. After this battle, a total of six demon cultivators were lost, five were seriously injured, and there are only nine monks left who still have the strength to fight. It can be said that up to now, most of the monks who carried out this mission have been lost.

And until now, they hadn't seen the shadow of the Blue Ice Plague Divine Fruit, which cast a shadow on the next action. (To be continued.) )