Chapter 970： Lumber

Seeing that Pengyang did not **** the spirit fire, but trapped Miaofa and Yin Luosha with his hands, and Kunkui and Suanzhu withdrew again.

It opened its mouth to spit out, and the billowing clouds and smoke immediately submerged itself, and the body of the huge dragon, which was thirty or forty feet long, disappeared instantly.

Du Yu flicked his sleeves, and two puppets sacrificed from the corpses of flood dragons appeared on the left and right. When they manifested, they each held a huge dark light ball in their mouths, and the two bucket-thick beams of light shot out on the left and right. The glow streaked across the air.

At the same time, he waved the folding fan in his hand, and the torrential rain around him suddenly stagnated for a moment, and then condensed into countless water arrows with a dark blue metallic luster, which followed the beam of light and shot towards the thundercloud.

However, the thundercloud suddenly shone with silver-grey light, and the thousands of arcs in the outer layer interweaved into an airtight grid, blocking the beam of light and the water arrow.

Although the power grid was dented in an instant, the lightning contained in it also annihilated both of them.

"The three of you don't fight today, but give up the spirit fire so easily, you will regret it in the future." Ao Xuan's angry roar came from the thunder cloud.

However, no matter whether it was Suanzhu who had already fled away, or Kunkui who had joined Pengyang, the three monster monks did not respond at all.

"Well, this battle will continue. It's just that unless you and I fight for three days and three nights, we won't be able to deal with the other side." Du Yu said with a smile as he stood on top of a dragon's head.

As he spoke, he flipped his hands and took out a small white jade bottle, and swallowed a drop of Wannian Lingrui in the bottle.

In an instant, the mana that had been consumed was filled up immediately, and his face was shining brightly.

"Ao Xuan, let's retreat." Ye Qi, who was more than ten miles away, forcibly carried the five-element aura cast by Yu Rui, and fell into the thundercloud.

After the two big monks of the sea tribe got together, they saw the thunder surge and flew towards the distance, and then plunged into the ancient ocean without a trace.

On the other side, Pengyang and Kunkui saw that Jueming still didn't show up, so they had no choice but to seal the mana of Miaofa and Yin Luosha, and then flew towards the sky with them, and soon turned into a few small black spots.

Seeing this, Gu Zhang sighed, turned around and flew towards Nanzhou. In this confrontation between the great monks, even though he was holding ten thousand swords and sword possessions, his magic weapon was not weaker than the opponent's, but the difference in realm was too great after all, so he was worried and couldn't find the right time to make a move.

Among the more than ten Nascent Soul cultivators who were watching from a distance, except for Tianfeng, the rest of them turned into rainbows of various colors and flew in all directions.

At this time, Zhang Shiping and five Nascent Soul monks also flew towards Tianfeng's location, and the six gathered together.

As soon as they met, Tianfeng laughed at himself and said:

"I knew I wouldn't be able to get in with half a move this time. I just stayed in Nanming City earlier. Why waste those few drops of phoenix bird's blood."

It's just that after hearing this, everyone didn't have any intention of ridiculing.

"Thank you very much." Du Yu said in a deep voice.

Tianfeng smiled and shook his head lightly.

Seeing this, Yu Rui and the other three sect leaders couldn't understand the reason why Tianfeng insisted on following when he knew he couldn't participate in the battle.

If this battle came to a point where it was impossible to stop regardless of the cost, no matter which side revived the gods in all its inherited spiritual treasures, at least one side would have to spend its resources to deal with it.

Of course, it is not impossible at that time, all the gods in the inheritance spirit treasures will be revived.

And after the gods are revived, they must enter the body of the Nascent Soul cultivator who is in charge of the Lingbao, so that they can exist in the world for a long time, and will not be destroyed by the catastrophe of the small world.

It's just that the Xuanyuan Sect is somewhat different from other forces. Among the monks of each generation of the sect, there are usually two monks who have accepted the rituals of Lingbao's inheritance.

And Tianfeng followed this trip, so he naturally had the intention of using himself as a sacrifice, as the physical body of a spirit treasure god.

In this way, even if the foundation of the sect is exhausted, Tuan Yu is still there.

And in the next one or two thousand years, with the protection of the gods, it is enough for Du Yu to practice steadily, and have the opportunity to break through the realm of transforming gods, so as to maintain the prosperity of the sect.

Of course, this is when the situation is a last resort, otherwise no one wants to take the lead in doing such a thing that hurts the enemy one thousand and self-damages eight hundred.

"Shiheng." Ming Lin said.

Hearing this, Zhang Shiping turned his hand and took out the bird bead, and the bead slowly flew to the front of the crowd.

"This bird bead can only be temporarily entrusted by the fire of the false spirit. We should discuss how to distribute it as soon as possible. I will keep this bead right now. Of course, before that, the four of us can cast a spell to seal it." Ming Lin Said.

She quickly pinched the magic formula with her ten fingers, and shot out a series of spiritual lights towards it. Du Yu, Yu Rui, and Bai Yuheng also used different sealing methods, and they turned into spiritual patterns that intermingled with each other and surrounded the world. Bird beads all around.

Then Minglin took out another jade box and put the bead into it.

The four of them each took out a talisman containing their own magic power and stuck it on it.

After doing this, Minglin put away the jade box, and the six of them flew towards Nanzhou, still being extremely vigilant on the way, lest other monks would try to **** it again.

And when this spiritual fire battle came to an end, the area within a radius of 40 to 50 miles far away from the Valley of Wrathful Fire in Nanzhou had already turned into a sea of ​​flames. A pungent, ancient aura rises from the depths of the lava.

At the edge of the sea of ​​flames, more than a dozen Jindan masters of Xuanyuanzong led three or four hundred foundation-building monks. After arranging the method of solidifying the soil, they began to cast spells to seal the ancient aura in the sea of ​​flames, preventing it from being released. It spreads outward.

And in the thousands of feet deep lava sea of ​​fire, there is a mass of red light several feet in size suspended in it, and countless fire aura and ancient aura are continuously integrated into it.

After more than two months of gestation, a tiny crack began to appear on the outermost layer of the mass of red light, followed by dense kacha sounds, and there were more and more cracks.

Outside of this ball of fire, there were a few big men with tattoos of various monsters on their bodies. They didn't have any magical treasures to protect their bodies, nor did they display any magical powers. They were just wrapped in lava.

After hearing the slight noise, these big men couldn't help showing anticipation in their eyes.

Another half an hour passed, and at the end, a giant palm like a cattail palm shattered the shield made of red light, and a monk with a strange aura walked out of it, like a living dead.

This person is about two feet tall, bare-chested, with a tattoo of a fire toad on his back, glowing with golden and red flames.

"Chihuo, thank you all guardiansAlthough I have been enslaved by Misty Valley for many years, I have gained and lost. Without the help of this spirit fire, I would not be able to transform successfully." The person said in a deep voice.

"No need to thank you. Since you have succeeded, our Longbo clan has one more member." One of the big men with a white tiger tattoo on his chest laughed.

"Let's go, the ancient atmosphere here is too thin." Another big man with a small yellow-striped snake in his ear said impatiently.

Saying that, these Long Bo people followed the lava in the center of the earth and fled towards the Mangu Domain.

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Hundreds of thousands of miles away, in the Yuran Mountain of the Baimang Mountain Range, Qin Ding and more than a dozen Yuanying monks from the clan are sitting cross-legged in the mountain.

After the demon body dissipated, the transformed aura was even more visible to the naked eye, and almost all of it condensed into a misty white mist, which greatly increased the spiritual energy near the mountain.

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