Even if the old monster with yellow eyebrows said his name, Huang Xianren would still look confused.
I know each of the four words "Netherworld Holy Fire", but when they are put together, I don't know what they are.
Among the three realms, I have heard of the true fire of Samadhi, the fire of nameless karma, and the pure fire of glass...
I have never heard of the Netherworld Sacred Fire.
It is normal for Huang Xianren not to know about the Netherworld Sacred Fire.
Even Guanyin Bodhisattva only knows some legends about the Netherworld Holy Fire. .??.??
And the scriptures about the legend of the Netherworld Holy Fire are in the Scripture Collection Pavilion.
"..."
Seeing Huang Xianren's confused look, the old monster with yellow eyebrows suddenly regretted why he chose such a loser to avenge himself.
After rolling his eyes at Huang Xianren, the old monster with yellow eyebrows replied leisurely, "This Netherworld Holy Fire is said to have the effect of burning the soul. If it is touched by this flame, not only the body, but also the three souls and seven souls will be turned into ashes."
"You were lucky enough to throw away the magic weapon just now, otherwise you would be a pile of ashes now."
"!!!"
Huang Xianren was shocked and looked at the mace that was burned to ashes on the ground with lingering fear. He couldn't believe it, "Is it really so powerful?"
After a brief shock, Huang Xianren suddenly smiled strangely, "If I can take this magical weapon away, wouldn't I be invincible?"
"Idiot, come back..."
The yellow-browed old monster didn't have time to warn him, and Huang Xianren turned into a bolt of lightning and struck towards Qin Tian.
"Hoho? You're so brave, you dare to charge forward!"
Qin Tian was still a little disappointed because he didn't burn Huang Xianren directly just now.
It's better now, he rushed up on his own.
This saved Qin Tian a lot of energy.
Almost instantly, Huang Xianren opened his sharp claws and came to Qin Tian, crossed his hands and swept forward.
"Come die!" The sharp claws cut several holes in the air, and several claw blades glowing coldly tried to tear Qin Tian's body apart.
Qin Tian remained calm and used the Netherworld Holy Fire to protect his whole body.
Bang bang bang!
Several muffled sounds rang out, and the sharp claw blades made a 'sizzling' sound under the Netherworld Holy Fire, with no power at all.
Huang Xianren's pupils shrank and he was shocked, could even the claw blades be burned?
"go!"
Qin Tian put his two fingers together, and the black fire lingering around him turned into a pillar of fire and rushed towards Huang Xianren.
Huang Xianren had not yet woken up from the shock. He woke up when he felt the scorching heat!
Seeing the Holy Fire of the Netherworld rushing towards him, Huang Xianren suddenly got wise and grabbed his own clothes, lifted them up and used them as a shield.
"Fire Rat Fur?"
Qin Tian happened to recognize the robe in Huang Xianren's hand.
When I went to Taishang Laojun's Tushita Palace, I saw a book of hundreds of treasures on his desk, in which the fire rat fur was recorded.
The fire rat fur is as bright as blood and is made from the fur of the fire rat.
Even the true fire of Samadhi cannot be burned through easily.
"Exactly, you didn't expect it, I have a treasure in my hand, what can a mere little fire do to me?" Huang Xianren said disdainfully.
This Fire Rat Fur was obtained by Huang Xianren from the treasure pavilion of this Taoist temple.
If it weren't for this fire rat fur, Huang Xianren wouldn't be so unscrupulous.
Qin Tian raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "Really?"
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Huang Xianren felt a burning tingling sensation and dropped the fire rat fur as if he was electrocuted.
The bright red fur of the fire rat fur gradually turned into powder and disappeared into the air.
"How could..."
Huang Xianren stood there with a look of astonishment on his face, unable to believe the scene in front of him.
This is a magic weapon that even the true fire of Samadhi cannot burn through.
In just a few breaths, the fire rat fur turned into ashes?
Qin Tian shook his head in disappointment, "It's a pity that I didn't burn you to death." .??.??
Huang Xianren had a lucky escape both times.
However, Huang Xianren will not be so lucky next time.
Qin Tian held the Netherworld Holy Fire and approached step by step.
"Gudong!"
Huang Xianren looked frightened, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and took a few steps back.
Seeing those children looking at each other and huddled in the corner, Huang Xianren couldn't help it and roared angrily, "What are you doing standing still? Hurry up!"
"Great, Great Immortal...we don't dare..."
The Netherworld Holy Fire can burn even Huang Xianren's magic weapon and Fire Rat Fur to ashes.
They are just little demons who have just become spirits. How can they be more resistant to burning than the Fire Rat Fur?
"Trash, why did I raise you all? It's useless at the critical moment!"
"go!"
While Huang Xianren was still reprimanding the boys, Qin Tian stretched out his hand, and the Netherworld Holy Fire Seal in his hand turned into a dragon-like pillar of fire that spiraled towards Huang Xianren.
Huang Xianren suddenly felt a chill running down his spine. He was so frightened that he turned around and ran away. He picked up a boy and threw it behind him.
"ah!!!"
The Netherworld Holy Fire instantly enveloped the boy, and a tragic scream rang out.
But in an instant, the boy turned into ashes and disappeared into the air.
"!!!"
When all the children saw this scene, they panicked and fled in all directions.
"Lord Huangmei, save me!"
Huang Xianrenyi While running, he looked behind him to check the situation and shouted loudly.
Inside the gourd at the extremes of Yin and Yang, the old monster with yellow eyebrows looked solemn and his face was very ugly. He thought to himself, "This kid has the Holy Fire of the Netherworld. It seems that he can't get revenge today. It's more important to save his life!"
Immediately, as if he had not heard anything, the old monster with yellow eyebrows controlled the gourd and jumped away from the scene.
"Lord Huangmei, Huangmei..."
When Huang Xianren turned around, he realized that there was no old monster with yellow eyebrows behind him, and there was only a piece of air behind him.
Even those children don't know where they went.
In such a huge Taoist temple, Huang Xianren is the only one left.
Back in front of him, the Netherworld Holy Fire had blocked his way and surrounded him.
Thousands of temperatures burned the air red, and even the space became distorted.
Huang Xianren only felt that every inch of his skin was in burning pain, and his soul was trembling in the depths, as if it was about to escape from his body.
My brain felt like it was being eaten by tens of thousands of ants, which was extremely painful.
"I, I admit defeat... let me go, let me go... I won't dare to do it again..."
Huang Xianren collapsed to the ground in pain, his facial features distorted, and he used all his strength to make a cry for mercy.
"Let you go?"
Qin Tian chuckled softly, his eyes extremely cold, "You are so disrespectful of human life, if I let you go, how will I explain to the innocent people who were harmed by you?"
As he spoke, Qin Tian's fingers slowly gathered together.
The Netherworld Holy Fire also moved closer to Huang Xianren's body at the same time.
"Ah! No, don't..."
Huang Xianren made a heartbreaking cry for mercy.
"Wait a minute."
At this moment, an ethereal voice like a silver bell appeared in Qin Tian's mind.