The vague human form is slightly fiery red, almost invisible to the naked eye, and it is impossible to see the eyebrows and eyes with divine sense.

Yang Qing recognized that this object was a fire spirit, and it should be a monk who died in the place of burning after his body was damaged, relying on his comprehension of the Tao and using the fire aura to preserve the soul, because it was not a ghost.

The reason why the form is vague is because of consumption, and the monks who can become fire souls are mostly strong souls and have a very high realm.

As for the detailed process of soul formation, Yang Qing did not know anything about it.

"What means does it have?"

Seeing the fire soul that was like a weathered relief within the scope of his divine sense, Yang Qing's solemn heart surged with surprise.

The form of the fire soul is not clear, it looks stunned and very infiltrating, it does not show any emotion, and wanders around in the flames.

When Yang Qing was looking around for a place where he could stay to repair his injuries, he was wary of the fire soul, and when he saw such a strange existence for the first time, he didn't know how to deal with it, and while he was muttering to himself, his divine sense locked on the Spiritual Stone in the Purple Mansion.

The Soul Stone can absorb the spirit of the underworld, and can still ingest the soul into it.

I think it should have some power against the fire soul.

"Whew!"

Running fast and slamming the flames into a surge, Yang Qing changed direction slightly, he didn't want to encounter the fire soul at this moment, how dare he be entangled by it.

It seemed that the abnormal movement of the flames alarmed the fire soul hundreds of zhang away, and the wandering figure paused, and looked at it slightly indifferently.

Unable to see the eyes of the vague fire soul, Yang Qing still noticed that he was being watched by a pair of emotionless eyes, and secretly said that it was not good.

After the fire soul watched it. The fiery red color of the body has almost disappeared, that is, it is almost transparent with divine sense, and the figure flashes, and the distance of hundreds of zhang is crossed in an instant, with the speed of releasing divine consciousness, flashing to Yang Qing's approach, it is the work of a thought.

Fast, incredibly fast!

When Yang Qing reacted, the fire soul returned to its slightly fiery red form.

"Die!"

The fire soul snorted indifferently. Raise your palm and bring up a raging flame. In the blink of an eye, the flames seemed to be compressed into the blurred palm, and in an instant, it turned into a solid, fiery red palm. Directly as a chest slap.

Fortunately, it takes time to solidify the flame. The speed at which the condensed fire palm slapped returned to normal. You can't be caught off guard.

"This thing!?"

The killing intent in Yang Qing's heart rose, and he immediately leaned back, and raised his hand at the same time. The last to come first, and immediately grasped the condensed fire palm in his hand.

The fire palm is not only hot, but also quite powerful.

A cold snort in his nose, "Humph!", the explosive force was pinched!

"Boom!", the fire palm was pinched and burst, and the soaring flames burst out, hitting the face painfully.

The fire palm was pinched and exploded, and the fire soul turned into almost transparent, and instantly circled around Yang Qing, and it had already appeared above his head, as fast as the sun! The body turned slightly fiery red, his head was down, his feet were up, and his hands were together to detain the flames within a zhang into a large fireball, and they smashed Yang Qing on the rock together.

"Woo!"

The fireball smashed down like a burning meteorite!

Yang Qing was shocked in his heart, and he didn't dare to resist hard, the attack of the fire soul could not only make the flames hotter, but also have strong strength. As the speed skyrocketed, the Stygian Stone that emitted a faint green light appeared in his hand, and it was like a dragon lantern in the dark night in the sea of fire, and its dark green light could not be concealed by the fiery red.

"Boom!"

A large fireball slammed into the fiery rock wall, and the fire spirit appeared in a dark green light.

"Huh?", Yang Qing was shocked, and the fire soul that rushed into the dark green light was obviously stagnant, but the fiery red light that blurred the figure flickered, and then broke free from the Soul Stone.

"What's that!?"

There was a hint of panic in the fire spirit's indifferent voice.

......

"Fire Soul!?"

"How did it end up here?!"

"What's going on!?What's that green stone?!"

The heroic battle, the dark red long-haired monk, and the man with the nose facing the sky were all shocked, they knew the fire spirit, and it was precisely because they knew it that they wondered why it appeared here, and appeared on the edge of this place that was still on the edge of the fire stake!

They were also surprised by the slight restraint of the fire soul by the Soul Stone, and they had heard of the magic weapons and magic weapons that were used to restrain the soul and even refined with various souls, but they had never seen it!

Seeing that the person he was chasing was intercepted by the fire spirit, he suppressed the suspicion in his heart, did not slow down, and continued to pursue!

......

"The power of fire is protecting it!?"

The killing intent and surprise in his heart were mixed together, and he was anxious when he saw the three of them chasing after him, and he was anxious, as for why the Soul Stone was not of great use to the Fire Soul, Yang Qing had a slight guess, then the Fire Soul was no longer a pure soul, and the fiery red color of the body was equivalent to the existence of the body.

Thinking about it quickly, the fire soul hinders itself, if it doesn't leave, it must get rid of it as quickly as possible, and if it wants the Soul Stone to exert its power, it must lose the protection of the power of fire.

"Die!"

The consciousness of the fire soul is not complete, it seems that the memory is quite short, and the indifferent voice together rushed to kill again!

Yang Qing didn't wait for it to attack with flames, a thick gold dust quietly appeared, and the flames were chaotic by the power of the gold line that could not be peeled off, and the fire soul knew that it was not good for him, and his body became almost transparent, and he was about to rush again.

At this moment, a long whip twisted by the divine consciousness 'snapped' and slammed into the nearly transparent fire soul.

The feeling of the fire soul in the divine consciousness whipping is like pressing a finger on a red-hot soldering iron, the divine consciousness burns for a while, and the fire soul that was hit by the whip trembles violently, and the hidden red fire color is scattered, and it will recover in an instant.

The gold dust and divine sense whipping were just for this moment, how dare Yang Qing stop, the Soul Stone in his hand had already poked out, and the faint green light shrouded the fire soul that had temporarily lost the protection of the power of fire.

"Let go of me!"

The fire soul, which had not made a sound when it was whipped by the divine sense, let out a terrible scream.

Struggling to be ingested by the Stygian Stone.

"You deserve it!", Yang Qing drank hatefully. Hao Zhan and the others were pursuing, how dare they be slow, and they put the Soul Stone into the Purple Mansion in a flash, and continued to gallop, the speed increased slightly, wanting to snatch back the distance delayed by the short fight.

......

"Take the fire soul away!?"

"Magic Treasure!?"

"Strange treasure!?"

The three of them were very surprised to see that the fire soul was included in the Soul Stone!

"Brother Hao, Ah Huo, I want this green stone, don't rob it with me"

The Heavenly Nose Monk said with a positive voice.

"Okay!"

"Okay!"

The long-haired monk thought for a moment. Agreed.

That's when it happened. The Chaotian-nosed monk exclaimed, "Damn, there is even a fire soul, coming at us!"

I saw a stunned fire soul in the flames on the side of his body turn his head to look at the three of them, the one that met Yang Qing. The figure is blurred, like a graceful relief. The fiery red color of the body is relatively dull and faint. Regardless of whether the strength of the three of them was strong or not, the fiery red color of the body disappeared and turned into almost transparent. In an instant, he rushed into the range of the three people's divine senses, and also appeared in front of the three of them at this moment.

"Why is there another one here, aren't they all formed in the depths of the torture ground, and they will hardly come here!"

The battle was shocked, only to see that the person he was chasing encountered the fire soul, although he was surprised, but more of a schadenfreude, at this moment he was attacked by the fire soul, and he was shocked.

"Boom!"

This fire spirit's attack is still with the help of flames, and it flickers extremely fast!

"Destroy it!"

The dark red long hair was repaired, slowing down slightly, and attacking the fire soul with the two.

The rising flames are surging!

The three of them have heard of the fire soul and know that it is difficult, and if they want to get rid of it, they need to consume its fire power, and use the divine sense to whip it, so that it will stagnate slightly, and the difficult thing is that this place is a place of fire, although this place is on the edge of the fire ground, but there is still a trace of fire aura in the flames, it can make the fire soul recover instantly, and there are more fierce flames to protect the fire soul, and it is even more hot to be whipped with divine sense.

Thanks to the fire spirit bead of the dark red long-haired monk, he was able to restrain the fire red a little, and the three of them took turns to whip with their divine senses, and the flying sword that burst out of the pure gold line true yuan was strangled repeatedly, making it difficult for the fire soul to recover instantly, realizing that it was not an opponent, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"If you can completely cut off its connection with the fire aura, you can completely destroy it!"

The dark red long-haired monk said in annoyance, the fire power of the fire soul is inextricably linked with the fire aura in the flames in the sky, it is difficult to make it impossible to recover, it is difficult to kill it, the souls that can form the fire soul are very strong, and more than a dozen divine sense attacks can't hurt it, so they can only let it escape.

"That green stone should be a magic treasure, it is against the soul!"

The monk with a nose in the sky was faintly excited, and most of the magic weapons were despised by the monks, but the strangeness of the magic treasure was extraordinary.

"It must be!"

Hao Zhan frowned in response.

After speaking, the speed of the three of them increased, and they continued to pursue Yang Qing, who was more than five hundred zhang away.

Fleeing and chasing, they quickly went deep into the stake, and the flames became hotter and hotter.

"It's almost there, how can the broken gold bricks thrown by yourself with all your strength exceed more than ten miles, as long as the flames there are hot enough, it should be able to hurt it slightly after a long time!"

Going deep into the place of cremation, the flames were even hotter, and the tightly wrapped hands were already like putting boiling water, although the hands were not damaged in the slightest, they were very uncomfortable, and their hearts were fierce, and they thought to themselves, and the broken gold bricks in the shape of small gold bars appeared in their hands.

The feeling of breaking gold bricks is sharp and heavy.

At this time, he was already standing on the top of a peak, throwing the broken gold bricks into the rising flames above, and the long stick Shijun, a medium-grade magic weapon that was no longer used, appeared in his hands, regardless of the aggravation of the injury, he used all his strength to pick up the broken gold bricks that fell downward!

"Bell!"

The long stick smashed the gold bricks in ten strokes, making a loud sound of gold and iron.

"Whoosh!", the broken gold brick turned into a touch of gold, shot into the air, and flew straight into the stake!

"Hmph, let's find it!"

Yang Qing muttered to himself angrily, and put the medium-grade magic weapon long stick Shijun that had been knocked out of the deep pit into the Purple Mansion, and his body turned, deviating from the direction of the broken gold bricks, trying his best to delay going deep into the burning ground, and continued to run, looking for a place where he could repair his injuries.

"Brute!"

"Fuck it!"

"Bastard!"

Hao Zhan and the other three shouted angrily...... (To be continued......)