Author: Miracle Pie

When everyone in the Consciousness Sea felt helpless, a little fishing boy in a red bellyband appeared. He was carrying a beautiful vase, which was the guardian of the eight-treasure glass vase.

Xiaobao hesitantly said, "Master, if you really have no other choice, just drink a drop of the Three Lights Divine Water, it will definitely clear away the demonic flames."

At the last moment of every year, Xiaobao will squeeze out a drop of tears, which is the legendary Three Light Divine Water.

This treasure is said to be harmless and incurable, and can even save souls that are about to be lost.

The little bitch couldn't help curling his lips, "I'm talking about fishing dolls, you are so stingy. Why did you just take out such a useful treasure now? It made the little boss shed a lot of snot in vain."

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Xiaobao shook his little head like a rattle, "Although the Sanguang Divine Water has excellent curative effects, it has adverse sequelae. Once taken, all the progress in cultivation within a year will be wiped out. I don't want it, Master.

I could really use this.”

Xiong Da became anxious when he heard this, "It's really difficult to improve the boss's cultivation level. If you give it back, I don't know when it will be able to make up for it, so I'd better think of other ways."

Obao argued, "What people say is the last resort. No matter what, preserving your health is the most important thing."

Lao Hei strongly agreed, "Boss's physique is unprecedented. Although his body is destroyed and he can save his life by taking his body, there is absolutely no second consciousness in the world that can compare to it. In comparison,

Cultivation will become less important."

However, I simply didn’t want to give up so easily.

The progress he has made in cultivation is due to rare opportunities.

And the loss of cultivation means that these opportunities are wasted.

You simply don't care, the realm of cultivation has been lowered.

What he was really worried about was disrupting cause and effect, causing irreversible changes.

And everything that was planned before will encounter unpredictable obstacles.

Therefore, it was impossible for him to take the Sanguang Divine Water until the last moment.

But the situation is continuing to worsen, and there is really not much time left for self-rescue.

The simple blood, being used as fuel by the invading magic flame, is constantly being consumed.

At this moment, he felt unbearably hot and itchy all over his body.

Although he used extreme cold energy to suppress it, it only had a slow release effect and could not clear away the demonic flames.

It suddenly occurred to me that since there is nothing the cold can do about it, why not try the power of fire?

It was unknown whether he could fight poison with poison, so he activated the Samadhi True Fire to fight against the demonic flames.

Just like the extreme cold energy, after being refined, the Samadhi True Fire will no longer cause any harm to the people.

Samadhi True Fire contains a trace of Taishang Laojun's magic power. It can not only resist the attack of Xuanbing's cold energy, but also clean up the toxins that have entered Jian's body.

The most rare thing is that the extreme cold energy and the true fire of Samadhi are compatible with water and fire in Jianzhi's body.

The two can work side by side and even complement each other.

As expected, the Samadhi True Fire indeed exerted a certain restraint effect on the Demonic Flame.

However, it only cut off the attack line of the demonic flames, but still could not completely clear it.

Stalemate is not the solution.

If the demonic flames are not eliminated, how can we stay safe?

Right now it's just a matter of buying some more time to save myself, but I have to get rid of it eventually.

Temporarily relieved of the itching state, I could simply hold my breath and relax my body and mind.

He asked Lao Zui to prepare the holy hoof to protect the Dharma, and then activated his spiritual thoughts.

I almost fell into a state of total selflessness very quickly.

He let a faint thought gently guide his thoughts, sensing where the demonic flames could be restrained.

Just as his consciousness was gradually blurring, Rule 47 of the Lazy Man's Law suddenly flashed through his mind:

"Everything in the world is not good or bad. If it is used by me, it will be good, and if it is discarded by me, it will be bad. The quality of everything depends on me."

I suddenly woke up, and I couldn't help but have an idea.

He activated the extreme cold energy and the true fire of Samadhi at the same time, forcing the demonic flames to gather together.

Then wrap it into a ball with the true fire of Samadhi, and then wrap it with the cold air of the extreme realm.

In this way, it is equivalent to temporarily restraining the demon flame.

Although the demon flame couldn't bear to be trapped, it jumped up and down from left to right.

But after simply assessing its strength, I believe that the magic flame will not be able to break through the package for at least an hour.

He secretly used the secret control technique and was determined to refine it within this time.

It’s almost as if I have mastered the art of controlling secrets to great perfection. I think I can refine the entire Sumeru Realm, let alone a small ball of demonic flames?

However, in fact, the refining process was not as simple as he imagined.

Because the magic flame is extremely energetic, even when wrapped in the true fire of Samadhi, it is always changing its shape and struggling constantly.

The telekinesis released simply makes it difficult to determine the sensing point, making it impossible to proceed with the next step.

He sneered in his heart, this little problem can't trouble me.

So he secretly used the transformation technique to turn the magic flame into a colorful bead.

Then he used the Secret Control Technique to refine it in less than a cup of tea.

Just like the cold air of the extreme realm and the true fire of Samadhi, the demonic flame can take shape at will.

Simply hold it in the palm of your hand, like a hidden weapon.

With a single thought, he can shoot it at his opponent, causing him to bleed to death.

I almost decided to call it the Withered Blood Sword.

After everyone in the Consciousness Sea knew that Jian was out of danger, they cheered in unison.

Nascent Soul child Jian Xiaoqiang wiped away the snot from his nose and burst into laughter.

He couldn't figure out why he was crying in the first place.

Are you heartbroken that Qiaoqiao is about to die, or are you sad that your weak shoulders have to bear the heavy responsibility?

It's possible that there are two reasons.

In Jian Xiaoqiang's heart, he has already recognized that he is his closest relative.

Damo finally breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help blaming Zhen Xishan, "It's all because of your pretentiousness. If you tell me the danger earlier, the boss may be able to prevent the demon flame. I am a demon, and I will be the great demon king in the future. You

If you still recognize me, you are not allowed to mention any saints or saints in the future. You are not worthy of the word holy if you kill people and take away human beings."

Zhen Xishan did not dare to tell the difference anymore, so she could only agree, "I will obey the prince's order."

He could understand Zhen Xishan's mood very well and absolve him of responsibility, "The root cause of what happened is my negligence. Perhaps it was God's will that allowed us to get a blessing in disguise and receive a sharp weapon. There is no need to insist on the name.

I like it personally. A good title does not necessarily mean that the person is good, and a bad title does not necessarily mean that the person is bad. Whether a person is good or not, you cannot listen to his words, you can only watch his actions."

Zhen Xishan sincerely praised, "The boss is still wise and can always hit the mark."

Xiaoyao Tian was already buzzing with people at this moment.

The backbones of the Freemasonry really don't understand why the two men on the field are so calm but don't start competing?

"It's just a small scratch and you need to rest for so long? The second boss is really a big loser."

"Ma Yingqi isn't in a hurry, why are you in a hurry?"

"Aren't I waiting for the next challenge to you? You lost the bet and promised to let me win again."

"Ma Yingqi can't wait to force the second master to death. Shouldn't he be more anxious than you?"

"But why is he not in a hurry?"

"Of course it's because it has benefits."

"What good can it do?"

"You ask me, who am I going to ask? I can only say that he thinks that the longer it is delayed, the better it will be to achieve the goal."

"Could it be that the second master suffered serious internal injuries? And he couldn't save himself. It would only get worse. Then why didn't he ask for help?"

"Asking for help is equivalent to admitting defeat. To admit defeat is to pull and eat at the same time. If it were you, would you ask for help and admit defeat?"

"We really don't know each other, can't you tell that I'm from the dog tribe? In fact, the pig tribe also has this habit."

"You are already a master at the Supreme Realm and are about to ascend to immortality. Why are you still so virtuous?"

"The human idiom sums it up well, I guess it won't change in this life."

"Anyway, I think my guess is still reasonable. I don't want to argue with you. Believe it or not."

"Since you think that the second master is about to die, then ask him to compete quickly and don't waste time. If you shout, I will believe you."

"You are the one who is anxious, why don't you shout?"

"When he is really dead, I will shout."

"Then you may never have the chance to shout."

"Why? In fact, I already trust your judgment."

"Because, I was wrong."

At this moment, he stood up from the ground suddenly,

"It's my turn!"
Chapter completed!