Just when Wu Lin thought he was going to be strangled to death, Deng Yunlan suddenly let go of his hand.

Wu Lin immediately felt like a drowning person suddenly got air, gasping for breath, and five clear fingerprints were added to his neck.

Deng Yunlan stood up slowly. She was not kind-hearted or showed mercy. She just planned to keep Wu Lin's life and might be hostage at critical moments.

"Hmph, do you think we came just for the Dragon Fire?"

Deng Yunlan stared at Wu Lin and suddenly sneered.

Then, she turned around and looked at a subordinate, took out a key from her body, threw it over, and ordered: "Go on."

The demon cult took the key that Deng Yunlan threw, immediately walked towards the volcanic pit, walked to the edge, and stepped on a thick iron chain across both ends.

She slowly moved forward on the chain and walked slowly to the middle.

Below was the scorching red volcanic magma, and a wave of heat gushed up. The demon cult felt like he was in a stove, and his skin could feel a little burning pain.

This place is nearly a hundred feet high from the slurry below, so you can feel such heat, which shows how terrible the temperature below is.

Wu Lin had already breathed from the verge of death, and his hands and feet felt sore and weak, but her attention was all focused on the demon cult who was walking into the middle of the iron chain.

Wu Lin didn't know what the other party was going to do, but it was definitely not a good thing.

After the demon cult stood still, he took out an exquisite jade box from his arms and opened it with the key that Deng Yunlan gave her.

Inside the jade box, a light blue flame was burning.

Seeing the blue flame, Wu Lin suddenly opened his eyes wide. This was a alien true fire.

There are many alien true fires in the immortal cultivation world, and Wu Lin couldn't tell which blue flame was, but what she wondered was that since the Demon Sect already had alien true fire, why did it still have to attack their Martial Clan Dragon Fire?

Opposite the volcanic pit, Xiao Yan, who was hiding and peeping, also witnessed the blue flames in the jade box.

Her breathing immediately became rapid, and a gleam broke out in her eyes.

This is the alien true fire she and Han Li have been looking for, called the Spirit-Devouring Nether Fire, which has the effect of devouring various abnormal energy and spiritual energy.

A small strand of Spirit-Devouring Nether Fire in this jade box is obviously not a fire seed, but it is enough for Xiao Yan.

The things I thought about day and night were approaching, and Xiao Yan wanted to rush down and snatch them immediately.

But now is not the opportunity. She quietly left from her hiding place and lurked towards the volcanic pit.

The demon cult on the iron chain took out the Spirit-Devouring Nether Fire, then took out a roll of jade slip from his arms and opened it, pouring the Spirit-Devouring Nether Fire on the jade slip.

The spirit-devouring dark fire was poured down like water, landed on the jade slip, and suddenly burned the jade slip.

The Demon Cultivator threw away the jade box, held the jade slip with both hands, and raised it high above his head.

The spirit-devouring dark fire is like a tiger's wings on the jade slip, burning even more vigorously. The demon cult is like holding a raging brazier.

Under the burning of the Spirit-Devouring Nether Fire, some complex lines appeared faintly in the air above, just like the tip of the iceberg of a sub-patterned pattern, looming.

Seeing this, Wu Lin finally shouted in disbelief: "You want to unseal the seal?"

Iron Sword Mountain was originally a Wannian volcano. There was a fire dragon hidden under the slurry. It was sealed by the sect leader of the Tianjian Sect for many generations, which made the fire dragon unable to escape.

Although Wu Lin had never seen what the seal was like, he had heard from his mother that the seal was in the air of this volcanic pit and could not be seen by the naked eye.

When Qin Yunzhu was the leader, she came to strengthen it once. It was a hundred years ago, and of course Wu Lin had never seen it.

At this moment, Wu Lin saw the pattern that was burned by the Spirit-Devouring Nether Fire, and he didn't understand that the goal of these demon cultists was to untie the seal of Iron Sword Mountain.

"That's right!"

Deng Yunlan suddenly turned around and smiled proudly, "As long as the seal is untied, the fire dragon breaks out, and the dragon fire is as much as it needs, do you think so?"

Wu Lin didn't care about his sore hands and feet and rushed towards Deng Yunlan.

The two demon cultists next to them rushed up immediately and held Wu Lin tightly.

While struggling desperately, Wu Lin cursed: "You are crazy! Do you know how many people are outside now? Do you want to kill so many people?!"

The fire dragon in Iron Sword Mountain has been suppressed for thousands of years. I don’t know how terrible power it has accumulated.

Once the seal is untied, this force that continues to be strong for thousands of years erupts, and Sword Forging City and Taobao Mall will surely be destroyed and life will be devastated.

Deng Yunlan raised his finger at Wu Lin and waved it: "You are wrong, at least your sect leader will not die."

Wu Lin stared at Deng Yunlan and was extremely angry: "Are you a demon sect afraid that the righteous way of the world will uproot you?"

If this matter is known to the righteous path and the righteous path in the world dare not say it, the righteous path alliance will definitely take revenge.

Everyone understands the principle that the lips are dead and the teeth are cold. If one of the five permanent members of the Zhengdao Alliance is so devastated, then the Zhengdao Alliance will not have the need to exist.

"You're right."

Deng Yunlan squatted in front of Wu Lin and smiled and said, "But the premise is that we know that it was ours. If we do everything without any leakage, then everyone will think that it was the fault of your Tianjian Sect's seal, which led to the fire dragon's escape."

Wu Lin suddenly felt a chill rising from her heart, and she hurriedly shouted: "You will not succeed!"

"Haha, then wait and see."

Deng Yunlan stood up and looked at the iron chain.

The demon cult on the iron chain was full of pain, and the spirit-devouring fire was devouring her spiritual energy from the sky.

But her body was still straight and her hands didn't tremble at all.

The blue flame on the jade slip is getting stronger and stronger, and the seal in the air has been clearly baked out, and countless lines form fine and complex patterns.

This seal is full of the power of the golden elixir from the leader of the Tianjian Sect, which is an absolute tonic for the Spirit-Devouring Nether Fire.

The Spirit-Devouring Nether Fire alone cannot break the seal, but it is different with the jade slip.

This jade slip is called the magic talisman, which is specially used to break through and dismantle various formation seals.

The magic talisman and the Spirit-Devouring Nether Fire joined forces to finally ignite the seal, and the blue flame began to spread along the lines of the seal.

Deng Yunlan's eyes immediately showed excitement. She was actually not sure whether the Spirit-Devouring Nether Fire and the Magic Breaking Talisman could break the seal of the Iron Sword Mountain.

At this moment, seeing the Spirit-Devouring Nether Fire igniting the seal, the heart she had been holding finally fell.

The Spirit-Devouring Nether Fire has the property of devouring various energy. As long as the seal is ignited, it will not take long to swallow the entire seal's power and completely untie the seal.

When Deng Yunlan was excited, Xiao Yan, who had been lurking opposite the volcanic pit, finally got to take action.

She put on the mask, jumped from her hiding place, jumped onto the iron chain, and ran towards the demon cultist in the middle of the iron chain.
Chapter completed!