An Qingli suddenly appeared in the thorn bush, making the scalp of the monk controlling the thorn bush numb.
This little ancestor's black fire is powerful, it is obvious to all.
However, An Qingli raised the corners of her lips. The thorn bush finally appeared, otherwise she would not have been sure of winning the first place at this last moment.
A raging fire ignited.
The thorn vine was immediately burned to ashes when exposed to fire.
Some people are frightened.
Originally, this big thorn bush was smoking everywhere, and if there was fire, it was just a spark. There was nothing that could be done about the thorn bush.
But An Qingli's Netherworld Black Fire is the condensation of heaven-level skills.
An Qingli quickly checked with his consciousness and said loudly: "I will only count three times. After three times, I will set fire to the forest. If there is any accidental injury, please bear with me."
"Eh!"
Many voices of dissatisfaction immediately sounded in the jungle. Junior Sister An's tone was really crazy.
In such a huge jungle, with more than a hundred phantom beasts trapped, she actually wanted to use fire to surround it.
But An Qingli had already wasted time by saying ugly things first, so after those scenes were explained, An Qingli immediately started counting: "One"
When they were counting one, the monk, who had become wise, quickly broke out of the forest.
"two"
An Qingli continued counting in a deep voice.
There is not much space between these two words.
More monks who could understand human speech hurriedly ran out of the thorn bushes.
Damn heaven-level skills!
It is simply a presence that crushes the entire audience!
Fire defeats wood, and this thorn bush is a real grass vine stimulated by spiritual power, not transformed by spiritual power.
Things transformed by spiritual power can be withdrawn at any time.
But it is not easy to remove something that really exists in an instant.
There were a few monks who were furious. They heard An Qingli's warning, but they didn't take it seriously.
Moreover, they firmly believed that as a fellow sect member with no grudges or grudges, An Qingli would definitely know the right rules and would never make fun of his fellow sect members.
Therefore, this netherworld fire may be unleashed, but it will definitely be restrained and will not be taken seriously as a sea of fire that devours humans and beasts at the same time.
The man who controlled the thorn forest thought the same way.
In order to win the championship, it is okay to hurt people, but it is absolutely not okay to take people's lives.
Therefore, those who competed with An Qingli for the top spot were determined not to leave because they wanted to bet that An Qingli was not so crazy and would not care about human life in order to win the top spot.
Little Pegasus and Little Huzi were suffocating in the spirit beast bag. The few people left behind were gambling with their own lives and the sanity of others.
"three!"
As soon as the words fell, a sea of black fire suddenly formed.
The black fire was so magnificent that it destroyed everything within a five-mile radius.
Those people outside the thorn bush stared wide-eyed.
It turns out that what is more powerful than the Sword Realm is this Netherworld Fire Realm.
Everything in its path turns to ashes.
Those Nascent Souls monitoring the movements in the tower were also frightened.
They had seen Nether Fire once, but every time they saw it, they were shocked. The heaven-level skills were so terrifying!
Moreover, this time the Netherworld Fire Realm is even more magnificent and fierce than the last time.
Those phantom beasts in the sea of fire didn't even have time to howl, and turned directly into their remnant souls, which entered An Qingli's induction bracelet.
As soon as the sea of fire ignited, the remaining souls collected in An Qingli's induction bracelet rose directly to one hundred and six, ranking second.
But the Netherworld Black Fire is still rapidly expanding along the dense vines.
"So cruel!"
Some people felt the terrifying aura of death, and no longer dared to bet on the human heart or the kindness of the little junior sister, they immediately ran out of the thorn bush.
In fact, An Qingli did show mercy and restrained the initial release range of the Nether Fire.
If she is more ruthless and ignores her fellow disciples, there will be an even bigger sea of fire, and she will directly harvest a large number of fantasy beasts and reach the first place in one fell swoop.
The raging black fire spread outwards rapidly.
If you look at it from top to bottom, it looks like a piece of rice paper. It burns from the middle, and the flames quickly spread out, leaving an open space in the middle.
An Qingli made a hand gesture and stood up in the air, standing proudly in the middle of the open space.
Dozens of phantom beasts were strangled, and more than a hundred phantom beasts rushed out of the jungle desperately.
But after all, the jungle was full of thorns and vines, and the speed of many fantasy beasts was hindered.
An Qingli harvested thirty-one more phantom beasts and reached the first place.
The monk who controlled the thorn forest turned red.
What does it mean to work so hard to make wedding clothes for others!
He was the one who made the wedding dress, and he did it very thoroughly.
Without this thorn bush, An Qingli might not necessarily be number one.
But with the help of the thorn bush, An Qingli is definitely the first, and he is still the first by a long way.
Seeing the scorching anger, they all curled their hair.
As a last resort, the controller of the thorn bush could only leave in anger.
However, at this moment, a dark gold gourd hung above his head.
The mouth of the gourd tilted downwards, and an irresistible suction force suddenly drew it towards An Qingli and the half-destroyed forest.
"Tsk tsk! tsk tsk!"
Some people were so excited that they sighed repeatedly.
It turns out that there is a strong middle among the strong, and after the finale, there is a finale!
Some people still have the big treasure that is the finale, which they keep hidden and remain calm until the real last moment before they are willing to take it out.
That dark gold gourd is so overbearing.
Although the Ruyi Red Flame Sword almost used all its strength to pull An Qingli to prevent An Qingli from being sucked into the gourd, An Qingli still moved towards the gourd involuntarily.
What moved towards the gourd was not only An Qingli, but also the thorn vines that had no owners for the time being, as well as the chaotic phantom beasts and the black netherworld flames.
Elder Nascent Soul was inexplicably a little excited outside the field. The competition between this group of people was really interesting. It was really difficult to determine the outcome until the last moment.
The Ruyi Red Flame Sword transformed into an iron rope, one end holding An Qingli, and the other end wrapped around a huge stone pillar.
An Qingli was in the midst of the huge suction force. With a sullen face, he quickly changed his finger techniques and headed towards the dark gold gourd with blazing fire.
But the owner of the dark gold gourd was not afraid either.
The dark gold gourd is a high-grade magic weapon, and unlike the magic sword, the power it exerts depends on the person wielding the sword.
As long as the dark gold gourd is activated, it can independently absorb objects within a few miles of radius. Even monks who have just entered the Qi training period can fully exert its power.
Therefore, the gourd owner has been conserving his strength and waiting for a suitable opportunity.
After the gourd contains a living creature, the living creature will soon die. Therefore, the owner of the gourd endures it again and again, and waits until the end of the competition before taking out this treasure and deciding the outcome in one fell swoop.
An Qingli controlled the Nether Fire and attacked the gourd fiercely.
But the huge suction power of the gourd instantly drew the Netherworld Fire into the gourd.
There are also severe restrictions inside the gourd, and foreign objects are immediately resolved by those restrictions.
In other words, the interior of the gourd has its own space, and that space has great suppression on external objects.