"Only the Immortal Lord. Who else besides the Immortal Lord can easily break the stone pillar?" While the immortals were horrified, they looked at Han Ping with great excitement.
They were like chasing stars, looking at Han Ping with admiration!
"It's him. A few months ago, he killed five immortals from the Wang family here. It was too terrifying. He was a demon..." Someone recognized Han Ping and said subconsciously.
After hearing this, Han Ping looked back.
Then he ignored everyone and stepped directly into the Tianmen.
Although Han Ping was sure to interrupt the familiar space teleportation process, the consequences were beyond his control. If the teleportation was interrupted and he was thrown out of the dimensional space halfway through the teleportation, it is estimated that he would
Lost in the vast space, unable to find the way back.
Feeling the mystery of the space, Han Ping felt that the scenery in front of him was changing inexplicably. A series of colorful lights appeared in front of his eyes, and then drifted away. It seemed that the colorful lights contained unknown mystery...
In the blink of an eye, Han Ping felt that he had finished teleporting.
But the moment the teleportation was completed, Han Ping felt a terrifying heat wave coming from all directions. He seemed to be teleported into a ball of flames, and was currently being burned by the flames.
In an instant, endless flames surrounded him. The everlasting pale golden flame made Han Ping frown. The fairy clothes on his body were instantly roasted by the flames. He stood naked in the flames.
The body surface flickered for a while, and a protective shield appeared.
"What kind of fire is this?"
Han Ping was really shocked. This kind of flame actually posed a threat to his powerful body. He even felt waves of pain coming from all parts of his body.
The defensive shield on the body seemed to be ineffective, and the flames ignored it.
Suddenly, he felt that his body was burning inexplicably. A small amount of flame appeared inexplicably inside his Dantian and started to ignite his body.
In an instant, he completely turned into a burning man.
Inside and out, everything is filled with flames! His blood is burning, his muscles are burning, every cell is burning. Even his soul is burning...
The strange flames put him in a desperate situation as soon as they appeared.
This is a sea of fire that has been burning for who knows how many years. Deep in the sea of fire, a small handful of dark flames flicker with a thrilling feeling that shocks the world.
Han Ping was teleported not far from this small cluster of pitch black flames.
At this time, his whole body was ignited by flames. Everything was burning. However, he had supernatural powers and easily transformed all of this into flames to temper his bloodline. His slowly growing body began to grow again.
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"Buzz..." Suddenly, Han Ping's unconscious fingers came into contact with a trace of jet-black flame in the center. Like a conditioned reflex, his entire arm retracted instantly.
Han Ping was shocked!
"What is this place? What on earth is it..."
Just now, he suddenly felt like a mortal being accidentally burned by fire. His fingers were scorched in an instant, and they were completely charred! The scorched area was even spreading, and he couldn't stop it!
You must know that his body is so strong that it can ignore almost any attack. But it is as if there is no resistance here, and it cannot withstand the burning of this black flame for a moment.
"What kind of flame is this?"
Han Ping was really shocked. Even the fire spirit that was the origin of the avenue in his impression did not have such terrifying power. This kind of flame seemed too terrifying and should not exist in the world!
He endured the heat coming from his body and his senses came out instantly.
He was shocked to find that this jet-black flame seemed to use space and time as fuel. It burned all the light, just like a black hole, but it was not a black hole.
"With the myriad ways of heaven and earth as fuel, what is it burning..."
Han Ping didn't know how this small cluster of flames appeared. But at this time, this small cluster of flames seemed to pose a fatal threat to him. Today, his fingers are still scorched black, and there is almost no way to recover.
Be able to do your best to resist the spread of this scorch.
The black flame seems to be like the power of death, like gangrene attached to the bone. Once contaminated, it is difficult to remove.
Han Ping tried all the secret methods, but it was difficult to restore his fingers.
His soul did not dare to touch the flame, otherwise the soul would be ignited. This small amount of black flames burned space and time, let alone Han Ping's soul.
Yuan Shen wants to transform and understand this weird power of fire.
He separated a trace of his soul and felt the sensation on his fingers. This small trace of his soul suddenly transformed into the same pitch-black flame. However, the flame transformed by this soul did not have that terrifying power.
The transformed soul flame slowly approached the cluster of flames in the center.
When the two met, there was a "呲" sound. The transformed flame of the soul was instantly burned like ignited gunpowder!
Han Ping's expression suddenly changed, and he instantly retreated hundreds of meters away.
"Failed..."
There were waves of stinging pain on his arm, and the scorched black area spread again. By now it had reached his wrist and forearm, and time was very fast. His resistance was weakening...
Yuanshen's first attempt failed.
But it brought a mysterious feeling and gave him insights.
A trace of the power of the soul was once again differentiated from the soul. This power of the soul changed for a while. Finally it became a small handful of black flames again!
The black flame had a thrilling feeling, but Han Ping knew that it was definitely not the black flame in the center not far away. However, he did not use more contact at this time. It was difficult for the soul to transform this kind of flame, and it could not be eliminated.
Fire poison inside the body.
He needs to analyze this flame in detail before he can remove the fire poison from his body.
This trace of the soul flame rushed in instantly like a moth to a flame. As expected, the soul flame was like dynamite, being ignited in an instant.
However, Han Ping had already expected it, and at the moment when his soul was ignited, a trace of realization came back to him.
The realization came instantly, and the soul changed again. Getting closer and closer, this weird and terrifying flame came closer. The spread of the scorched black area on the arm also slowed down.
Hanpin fell into this repetitive action.
Fortunately, the power of his soul is vast. Otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to bear this kind of consumption.
I don't know how much time has passed, but his soul has become frighteningly weak. One arm has been completely disabled, and even the small arm has disappeared, completely charred into ashes.
The charred area has begun to spread to the body and trunk.
