It's nothing for the second-order fire crow to self-destruct, but after the third-order fire crow self-destructs, it turns into a dark golden flame, and this black flame is transformed by the natal essence of the black fire crow, causing the black shield to be burned and melted by the black flame at any time.

Once the Ugin flame burned in, I was afraid that there would not even be a chance to react at that time, so Zhang Fan directly exerted the power of Ling Han's thorn to the maximum.

Ling Han's thorn spewed out a stream of white cold air, making Zhang Fan look as if he had become a snowman, and his whole body was covered in a layer of white frost.

Even Meng Qianxue, who was standing beside Zhang Fan, couldn't help but feel cold at the moment, but compared to the previous scorching heat, this cold seemed much softer.

The third-order fire crow exploded one after another, the flames were billowing on the outside of the black shield, and the cold air was overflowing inside the shield, which could be described as a veritable ice and fire sky.

The person who was also surrounded by the Ugin flame was Zhang Fan, if it was an ordinary foundation building period monk, I am afraid that he had already been burned into powder by the Ugin flame at this moment, and there was no trace left.

But Zhang Fan was also a little uncomfortable under the shroud of toxic true qi, although these flames could not have any effect on it, but the poisonous true qi was Zhang Fan's natal energy, and under the continuous scorching of the black gold flame, Zhang Fan's body also felt as uncomfortable as being burned by fire.

"Why is this flame still not dissipating?" Seeing more and more Ugin flames appear outside the shield, Meng Qianxue frowned.

In Meng Qianxue's opinion, although this flame is terrifying, it is only produced after the black gold fire crow explodes, and there will be a time to dissipate after all, as long as he persists at this time. There won't be any major crises.

Zhang Fan didn't have any more time to chat, and hurriedly exercised his skills to maintain the existence of the black air cover, and a few more spirit gathering gourds were taken out of the Qiankun bag. Zhang Fan took up the spiritual liquid in the gourd, replenishing the mana that was rapidly consumed.

The black true qi shield gradually began to thin out, and seeing that the flames could penetrate from the outside at any time, Zhang Fan's heart was horizontal, blocking the stone seal in front of him, pulling Meng Qianxue to his side with one hand, and forcibly rushing forward again.

The wrist was grabbed by Zhang Fan. Meng Qianxue's face suddenly turned crimson, but fortunately, in an extremely high temperature environment, it is normal to blush a little. Moreover, Zhang Fan had now shifted all his attention to the dark golden flame, so he didn't find anything.

Seeing that Zhang Fan rushed over with him without saying a word, Meng Qianxue's face suddenly turned pale with fright, and her soft and delicate body couldn't help but tremble!

When rushing forward. Zhang Fancai truly realized how terrifying the Ugin flame was. The surging fire swept in like a big wave, and countless heat, cracks appeared on the eight Ling Han thorns that protected the air cover, and they could really shatter at any time.

At this precarious moment, the dark golden flame outside the black air mass suddenly weakened, and the momentum of penetration also stopped, it turned out that the fire essence produced by the black gold fire crow had been exhausted.

Zhang Fan's brows eased now, and Meng Qianxue, who was next to Zhang Fan, also breathed a long sigh of relief. It seems that he was frightened just now.

There were only a few ordinary fire crows still in front of him, and Zhang Fan threw the stone seal in his hand. The fire crows in front of them were smashed to pieces in an instant, and Zhang Fan finally broke through the fire crow's block.

The field of vision suddenly widened, and the scene that appeared shocked Zhang Fan again, unlike what Zhang Fan imagined, what appeared in front of Zhang Fan was a flame waterfall!

A waterfall made of flames!

Imagine the fiery red lava flowing from the top of a thousand-foot cliff like a roaring waterfall.

Now this kind of scene appeared in front of Zhang Fan, only to see countless magma gushing out from the high cliff like a volcanic eruption, and then falling from the black cliff continuously.

After a brief shock, Zhang Fan came back to his senses and fell towards the Flame Falls, because now there were endless fire crows coming from behind.

When Zhang Fan fell under the Flame Waterfall, the flock of fire crows behind him quickly rushed over, like ants coming out of their nests, the entire sky was black and oppressive, and there were countless fire crows covering the entire sky.

Although the fire crows were endless, none of them had moved forward for more than half a minute, as if the existence hidden in this flame waterfall had an instinctive suppression of these fire crows.

Zhang Fan stood at the bottom of the cliff and looked up, only to see a red lava flow as fine as a stream of water, flowing down from the black iron lava continuously, rushing and tumbling, and finally falling into the big pit.

Below the Flame Falls, red lava flows tumbled and surged in the pit, and although it was not less than a hundred meters away from the red magma, an extremely hot feeling was already blowing in the face, and the air was filled with a burning sensation.

Every time the lava flow fell, it would bring a loud rumbling sound in the pit below, reminding Zhang Fan that all this was real and clear.

"Is this the end of the River of Flames!" Zhang Fan sighed, and then Zhang Fan's palm loosened, and put Meng Qianxue's hand down, it was completely forced by the situation before, Zhang Fan subconsciously grabbed Meng Qianxue's hand.

found that his hand was let go by Zhang Fan, and a faint loss crossed his heart, but Meng Qianxue quickly adjusted.

"Dragon Fruit"! Meng Qianxue suddenly found something and ran forward excitedly.

When Zhang Fan heard this, he looked forward, and saw that on a black rock on the edge of the deep pit, there were seven or eight small trees more than half a person high, although this small tree was small, but the branches and teeth were crossed, and there was no leaf on the outside, but there were two fist-sized fruits hanging on the dead branches.

Zhang Fan couldn't understand how this little tree survived in this environment, and it wasn't until he got closer that Zhang Fan understood the reason, only to see that the rhizome of this little tree was deeply rooted in the rock, and the magma heat was constantly drawn from the rock. It turns out that this dragon fruit, like the fire crow, grows on magma.

Most of the fruits hanging from the small tree are green, only one of the fruits on the small tree is fiery red, Meng Qianxue came to the side of this small tree, carefully plucked the two red fruits from the small tree, and wrapped them in a piece of brocade.

After Meng Qianxue picked the dragon fruit, the little tree seemed to have lost all its vitality, and it quickly withered and shrunk, and finally the small tree completely turned into black ashes and disappeared in place.

"Zhang Fan, we were lucky, we just happened to encounter a ripe dragon fruit. Meng Qianxue handed one dragon fruit to Zhang Fan, and the other one was received in the storage bag.

"What about these, let these dragon fruits stay here." Zhang Fan pointed to the green fruits on several other small trees.

"These dragon fruits are still growing, and picking them will have no effect, it will only cause them to die early." Meng Qianxue said with some pity.

It's a shame to come here at all risks and only be able to pick two dragon fruits.

There are many corpses of fire crows piled up next to the deep pit, these fire crows have been dead for a long time, but the corpses still exude a faint spiritual power, obviously these fire crows are extremely powerful existences before they were alive.

Zhang Fan picked up a fire crow feather from the ground, and found that the fire crow feather was not fire red, but glowing with a faint golden light.

"This is the feather of the fourth-order fire crow!" Seeing the golden feather in Zhang Fan's hand, Meng Qianxue exclaimed.

The third-order fire crow is almost the same as the monk of the Great Perfection of the foundation building period, and the fourth-order fire crow must be equivalent to a monk in the Knot Dan stage without thinking about it, and even the fourth-order fire crow has died here, no wonder those fire crows above their heads dare not come here.

There was no need to think about it to know that there must be great danger in this deep pit, but Zhang Fan thought about it and continued to move forward a few steps in front of the deep pit.

Seeing Zhang Fan moving towards the pit again, the fire crows above his head couldn't hold back any longer, and some of the fire crows began to break away from the team and flew down again, but just when these fire crows just flew down, a distant sound suddenly came from the deep pit.

"~quack~" is not as ugly as the general fire crow, but deep and long, with an irresistible majesty.

When they heard this, the fire crows seemed to be frightened and retreated.

There is really a big guy hidden in this deep pit, and Zhang Fan's expression became solemn. (To be continued......)