Another loud noise, the flames on the body of the cultivator in the surnames instantly dissipated, and the spiritual robe around him made a cracked sound. Many places were damaged, and the whole thing sank directly from the air and smashed into the ground, and dust flew.

When the other three cultivators of Lihuo Immortal Sect saw this, their minds trembled.

Lei Fa has always restrained the five elements. Although Senior Brother Wan has a deep cultivation level, they don’t know whether they can survive under the Thunder Talisman. If Senior Brother Wan dies, the three of them will end up.

Thinking of the unpredictable methods of the female cultivator before, the three of them looked ugly.

Seeing the three of them shook their minds, Yan Lingyu's eyes lit up, and he knew that there was a gap to take advantage of it. It was a good opportunity to use the Eight Sounds of the Heavenly Demons.

The Demon Sound Dao is one of the three first-grade immortal sects in Dongyuan. Its top-level spiritual art, the Eight Sounds of Heavenly Demons, is unique and cannot be underestimated.

What's more, Yan Lingyu's strength is not bad, far higher than the three, and has the blessing of nine-foot-eight-inch natal spiritual plant, which greatly increases its power.

The purple bamboo swayed, and under the faint and devil sound, it moved the deepest obsession and desire. Although the three of them had strong cultivation, they were not the opponent of Yan Lingyu at this time. They struggled with their expressions, and not long after, they suddenly became confused in their eyes.

At this time, the thunderous talisman paper exploded in the sky, turning into debris everywhere, burning.

The thunder power on the ground was extinguished, and the flame gradually faded, revealing a burnt pit.

The Jiao Cult is more than ten feet long and several feet wide, which shows that the power of the Thunderbolt Talisman is absolutely great, but Chen Mo knew that it would be impossible to kill this cultivator who was close to the eleventh level of Qi training with just one strike.

Sure enough, not long after, a long flaming sword more than ten feet long in the Jiao Crack pit slashed at Chen Mo.

And at this time, Chen Mo had already added a talisman in his hand.

The talisman paper is white, with a black "sword" engraved, and a mysterious and complex blue inscription is painted around it. It is the sword talisman obtained by killing Hu Zongquan that day.

The talisman entered the palm as soft as a handkerchief, but with Chen Mo's spiritual energy injected, the sword talisman suddenly unfolded completely, as hard as iron, and flew into the air, with a sharp aura rippling around it.

The next moment, the sword talisman trembled slightly, and a rain of sword suddenly shot out, colliding with the long sword of more than ten feet of fire.

Crack

A sound like a bean-burning sound kept ringing, the tiny sword continued to disappear, and the flame sword was also weakened. Finally, the sword talisman was even better, swallowing the flame sword like a torrent, and finally blasted towards the deep pit on the ground.

In the deep pit, the red gold flames were in full swing. A flaming dragon head of more than ten feet in size suddenly appeared. The dragon head raised its head slightly, looked at the sword rain that was shooting towards it, and suddenly let out a shocking dragon roar.

In a blink of an eye, the dragon head suddenly rushed out and bombarded with the sword rain.

For a moment, fire rains were bursting, sword energy was scattered, and thousands of feet in the radius were all within the range, charred and devastated.

In the end, the sword rain was weak, and the fire dragon was slightly broken, but the body was rolled up and it was restored to its original state, very similar to his vine dragon python, as if it was not dead.

At this time, the Fire Dragon opened its huge mouth, and the cultivator of Wan surnamed Wan was walking on the flying sword and flew out with his arms.

At this time, his whole body was charred, and his spiritual robe was damaged several times. His breath was fluctuating all over his body. He looked at Chen Mo hatefully and said coldly: "There are some methods, but it is not enough to get your lives back."

Chen Mo took a deep breath and touched his heart.

Before, he relied on the Five Elements Ban to block the Cold Fire Poison. The four five elements of spiritual energy in his body immediately consumed half of it, which was so much that it shocked him.

He did not disappoint. Although he failed to completely block the poison of cold fire, he also blocked most of his power and won him a life span for several years.

What is more worth mentioning is that he also imposed a five-element ban on the vine dragon python, forcibly banning a large number of wisteria snakes. This made the vine demon python become a 130-meter vine dragon python in one fell swoop, approaching the middle stage of foundation building, but his attributes were incompatible, but he was unable to deal with the genius of the Lihuo Immortal Sect.

During this crisis, Chen Mo had to use the poison of cold fire again.

However, this use was different from before. He opened a hole in the four lines to let the cold fire poison disperse some and integrate it into the spiritual fire. What he wanted to borrow was the effect of the cold fire poison devouring flames.

Seeing Chen Mo's handprint change, Chen Mo opened his mouth and spit out a red flame with a faint blue one.

In this blue flame, there was a faint phantom of a poisonous dragon snake flashing, and it slowly absorbed the spiritual fire bred by the world.

As Chen Mo's handprints changed, the spirit cremation turned into a firebird of red and blue intersecting about one zhang.

The next moment, the firebird roared and the sound shook the sky. The next moment, the firebird suddenly exploded into countless small birds of thumb-sized flames.

As Chen Mo's handprints changed, these flame birds absorbed the surrounding flames and gradually grew stronger. In a blink of an eye, thousands of red birds of several feet large surround Chen Mo, and Yan Ling's jade vine dragon python flew and circled, covering the sky and the earth.

What's even more amazing is that these flaming birds seem to have life, chirping constantly.

"Firebird Technique, such a terrible spiritual technique, are you embarrassed to use?"

When the cultivator of the surname Wan surname saw that Chen Mo also used the fire spirit technique, he sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Comparing fire spirit technique with me is simply seeking death by comparing the fire spirit technique with me."

After saying that, the three hundred-foot fire dragon rushed towards Chen Mo and Yan Lingyu.

Chen Mo sat cross-legged on the head of the vine dragon python, motionless as a mountain, and thousands of flaming birds rushing towards the fire dragon like lightning.

When the two collided together, a large area of ​​flame birds were swallowed by the fire dragon, and more flame birds were pecked or caught. While losing a lot of fire elements at each time, they also absorbed a large amount of fire dragons' Lihuo.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of fire birds in Chen Mo were destroyed, and the fire dragon had become a broken dragon. However, the cultivators of the thousands of surnames did not care at all. In a roll of the fire dragon, they once again became a 280-foot fire dragon.

On the dragon head, the cultivator surnamed Wan sneered: "Is this the only way?"

Chen Mo sneered: "This method? It seems that you haven't noticed it yet. Is the so-called genius of Lihuo Immortal Sect only at this level?"

After the words came, he saw thousands of flaming birds that died in the distance, suddenly resurrected from the dead and became stronger, with a faint red and golden flame surrounding his body.

This is the previous battle, when Chen Mo comprehended the Ten Thousand Fire Spirit-Devouring Array that he understood through the Fire True Record with the poison of cold fire and spiritual fire.

As long as the poison of cold fire is not extinguished, it can swallow the two powers of flame and ice and cold forever.

And is this cold fire poison easy to destroy? Chen Mo really hopes that someone can break his Ten Thousand Fire Spirit-Devouring Array, so that he can also get rid of the cold fire poison.

Chen Mo sneered in his heart, who can have more advantages than him at this level?

With the urgency, the thousands of flame birds that devoured Lihuo's spiritual power attacked the cultivators of the Wan family again.

Seeing this, the cultivator of Wan's surname finally changed his expression slightly, but then he sneered: "Your spiritual skills are interesting, but how can you activate it to the extreme with your cultivation level? You have already died before you swallowed Wan's flames."

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