"Five colors, five colors. I clearly remember that the five extremely pale colors in the white light group are red, blue, white, cyan, and brown. Red is similar to flames but different from the red light that appears in the soul. Blue, blue,
Blue," as I muttered, my heart was shocked.
With a thought in his soul, he looked at the golden ants in his lower dantian.
The golden ants turn leisurely, the warm breath slowly spreads out, and the law of blue water lingers endlessly.
"Lan, isn't the blue in the dream similar to the law of water?" Thinking of this, Gu Qing seemed to have finally found the messy thread. His black eyes flashed, and he murmured: "If Lan is really water,
The law of fire, red must be the law of fire. In this way, the other three colors must be the power of the other three laws."
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but take a breath. Hun Nian looked at the golden ant in surprise and thought to himself: "Could it be that this golden ant has the power of the five laws in its body? Or maybe it is the ancient storage ring in its body that possesses it.
The power of five laws? If this is true, then why does the ancient storage ring in the golden ant's body resist my law of fire? Why does it only reveal the law of water? How can the other four laws appear? "
For a time, there were thousands of thoughts in my mind, but I couldn't find the answer no matter what.
Bang,
Suddenly, a loud noise in the void woke Gu Qing up from his deep thoughts.
Looking up, I saw cracks appearing in the wall of flames under the constant impact of the cold flames.
He hurriedly put away his thoughts and stood upright. The thought of his soul stirred up his body.
The body of soul thoughts roared out from the center of the eyebrows, like an illusory white shadow in the mist.
White shadows flew everywhere, and a little red light appeared between his eyebrows. During the flicker, he looked extremely enchanting.
The cold flames roared wildly, letting out an excited roar as they broke out a crack in the wall of fire.
The bead as big as a thumb roared, trying to break out of its confinement, go straight to the sky, and escape from this deep pit.
However, Gu Qing would not give him this opportunity, let alone give up the opportunity to possess such a powerful flame. Although he did not yet understand whether the flame possessed by Han Yan would be incompatible with his own law of fire, he could
You have to devour it and then think about it.
With a thought in his soul, the law of fire floating in the air roared again, enveloping the cold flames with a bang.
At the same time, the body of Soul Thought arrived and firmly grasped Han Yan with a wave of his hand.
The cold aura raged, reaching directly into the soul.
Gu Qinghun thought, and put the body of the soul between his eyebrows.
As soon as the soul-mind body enters the upper Dantian, it flows down the body. When it reaches the lower Dantian, it throws the cold flames towards the law of fire with the wave of its hand.
The law of fire in the void returned to the body at the same time, and it burned as big as a bean in the lower Dantian. The moment the cold flames approached, a hole appeared with a bang.
The opening appeared, like a hungry mouth, swallowing up the cold flames alive.
Time passed, and the bright moon hanging in the sky was about to set without realizing it.
The rain had stopped long ago and the sky became darker.
The huge pit is extremely quiet, and in the haze, you can vaguely see Gu Qing standing on the ice, slightly closing his eyes and twisting his hands.
The ice under my feet was frozen, and a cold atmosphere enveloped the deep pit.
A trace of blood flowing out of the dragon's body condensed in the ice, adding a bit of weirdness to the already cold pit.
Gu Qing suddenly opened his eyes and stared up at the hazy starry sky.
The eyes flashed with cold light, with flames on the right and blue water on the left. Two soul breaths flashed in the eyes at the same time.
At this moment, the sky above the huge crater changed color.
I saw that the flame in his right eye was colder and more powerful than before.
Gu Qing released the magic formula with his hands and clenched his fists.
A crackling sound sounded from both fists, and flames and blue water appeared at the same time.
The flames burned blazingly, and the heat and coldness perfectly blended together.
The blue water in the left fist is extremely powerful. However, Gu Qing cannot control it with his own power. What he obtained is nothing more than the ancient storage ring in the golden ant's body.
He slowly raised his fists and punched out against the solid pit wall in front of him.
There was a loud sound, and the walls of the pit shook violently, but they did not break.
Gu Qing withdrew his fist and looked at the place hit by the fist in surprise. He murmured to himself: "It's so solid. I didn't expect that the soil where the Burning Fist destroyed it would become so solid." After speaking, he walked slowly,
He reached out and gently rubbed the soil wall.
A breath of destruction emanated from the top and slowly integrated into the body, as if it was reaching deep into the soul.
Gu Qing's body trembled and he quickly retracted his hands. He stared at the solid mud wall and murmured: "The power of the Burning Fist can no longer be felt in this deep pit, but there is still some remaining on this solid mud wall."
At this point, my mind recalled the unintentional punch in the Huoshu Cave.
He murmured: "Although this mud wall is strong, the person who can destroy the cave of the ancient tree in the Fire Forest is stronger." After saying that, cold stars flickered in his eyes, and he faintly felt a strong crisis again.
He has understood that this crisis may come from the Great Elder Fire Tyrant, or it may come from the Valley Lord Lieyan.
Stop the chaotic thoughts, and with a thought, enter the lower Dantian.
I saw a blue-red light shield floating, forever guarding the space in the lower Dantian. The law of fire burned, although it was still only as big as a bean, but it contained the power of two kinds of flames, hot and cold. The golden ants rotated slowly, as if
No matter what happens it will not affect it generally.
Gu Qing stared deeply at the golden ants with soul thoughts, and thought of the five colors of light again in his mind.
After staring at it for a long time, apart from the golden ant body, there was only the ancient storage ring in its body, and then only the blue water could be seen. As for the other four colors, there was no trace at all.
Withdrawing his soul thoughts, he looked at the ice-condensed pool water beneath him and the body of the Han Yan Dragon that had long since turned to ashes. He shook his head and sighed: "Although you are very powerful, what can you do? You can't escape death."
Speaking of this, I couldn't help but think of my own experience while escaping for my life.
For a moment, I felt some sympathy for Han Yanlong.
Slowly squatting down, his hands gently caressed the body of the cold flame dragon that turned into ashes.
The ashes moved smoothly and were caressed together slowly.
Suddenly, Gu Qing felt his hand being touched by something.
He moved his right hand and picked up the object he touched, only to see that the object was actually a piece of bone.
This bone is about a foot long and appears green.
Lift the bones above your head and look up.
I could see that there were dense cracks on the bones, and when the hazy moonlight shone down, it passed through the cracks and shined through.
The light fell on the ice, forming a hazy dragon body.
Looking at the light on the ice, Gu Qing was overjoyed. He thought to himself: "Ordinary animal bones? Ordinary animal bones? Could this be the ordinary animal bones recorded in the treasure scroll? Haha, in this way, I will have the ability to refine the residual magic weapon.
I have lost hope." After saying that, without looking at it further, he waved his hand and put it into the spiritual gourd.
Staring at the Cold Flame Dragon Ash again, he kept waving his hands, trying to find more ordinary animal bones. It wasn't until he had swung the entire Cold Flame Dragon Ash several times, inch by inch, that he sighed and clapped his hands and stood up.
The hazy moon above the giant crater was no longer visible, and the sky became even darker.
The frost under my feet was still there, and the blood of the cold flame dragon on it looked even more eerie and terrifying.
Looking at Gu Qing in the sky, he suddenly thought of the hazy figure lying on the ground in the grassland.
After packing everything up, he moved his body, waved his hand and pulled the red robe fluttering in the wind, and walked up the pit.
When we reached the top of the pit, we saw that the moon in the sky had disappeared, but the sun had not yet appeared.
The sky at this time is extremely dark, it can be said to be the darkest time.
The ultimate darkness is also the sign of dawn.
Gu Qing looked at the robes fluttering faintly in the huge pit, smiled slightly and said: "Although I haven't practiced Burning Jue for a long time, I don't know how many robes have been destroyed. Today, although these robes are wrinkled, they are even more wrinkled.
Some of them are stained with mud. However, they must not be thrown away. Otherwise, one day when the clothes on your body are burned again, you will only be naked."
After saying that, he laughed, waved his hand, put away his robes, untied them one by one, and put them into the spirit gourd.
Looking at the red jade sword suddenly stuck on the edge of the pit, he waved it out with one hand and thought in his heart.
The sword screamed, and the sword body rushed out of the soil automatically like a psychic.
Gu Qing waved one hand, held the sword in his hand, stroked it gently, and murmured: "Red jade sword, red jade sword. Yu'er, I wonder how you are doing now? I understand your intentions, but I'm afraid that I, Gu Qing, will let you down."
You are."
He sighed softly, shook his head, put his thoughts aside, waved his hand and put the red jade sword into the spiritual gourd.
I looked up into the distance and saw darkness everywhere.
With a wave of one hand, a ball of flame roared out.
When the flame appears, there is no law of fire at all, and all it has is ordinary fire.
The land around him was instantly illuminated, and apart from the deep pit, all he could see was the ashes left after the green grass was burned.
Based on the direction from which the figure was first seen, he moved forward.
The grassland is vast, but there is no life anywhere, let alone the shade of green grass that it once was.
Along the way, he looked at the miserable scenes around him. Gu Qing sighed lowly and swore secretly that this Burning Fist must not be used lightly.
Not to mention the backlash against oneself, this destructive power alone is a loss of life.
The firelight flickered, illuminating the way forward.
In a moment, Gu Qing saw the figure with torn clothes. He was lying on the ground that was half ashes and half yellow grass.
This is the edge of the destructive power of the Burning Fist.
With his soul thoughts condensed, he slowly approached the figure lying on the ground.
I saw that this man had no breath at all, and there were dried blood stains on the edges of his body.
Gu Qing waved one hand, throwing the flame in front of him, and at the same time, he sacrificed his red jade sword.
With the red jade sword in his hand, he gently stirred his body on the ground.
The body turned around, and a familiar face appeared.
Looking at this familiar face, Gu Qing was startled, but he didn't expect that the person in front of him was the shameless person Song mentioned - Wu Chi.
A shattering sound came, and Wu Chi's body shattered in response.
The smell of blood spread everywhere, and Gu Qing only felt disgusted. With a wave of one hand, he shot out a ball of flame.
The flames howled and burned Wu Chi's broken body to ashes.
Looking at Wu Chi's body reduced to ashes, for some reason, Gu Qing didn't feel excited at all, but felt a touch of sadness.