Zeng Sheng, who was rushing at the front, suddenly stopped and looked at Gu Qing on his wings in horror. A frightening feeling came over his heart, and he even sensed a death-like aura.
Looking at Gu Qing, who had turned into a man of water and fire, he exclaimed, turned around and ran away.
Ding Fei, who had already retreated to the forest, had coldness and excitement flashing in his eyes, and he moved and hid behind a giant tree.
Although the other seven fifth-level soul refiners also felt the aura of destruction, their greed had overtaken their reason and they still rushed forward.
Although this breath did not cause harm to Song Yi, it made him feel pressure. His body trembled and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. He looked at Gu Qing beside him in horror, having forgotten to use the flame.
Gu Qing stared at his hands, clasped his four fingers tightly, stretched out his index finger, and approached slowly.
As the two index fingers came closer, the aura of destruction became stronger. He understood that as soon as the Burning Fist was released, he would be unconscious.
However, he has his own plan. He believes that as soon as the body of three souls and seven souls comes out, the coma can be alleviated, and he can use the moment before coma to activate his wings and fly away.
Five inches, three inches, two inches...
The index finger was about to approach at the first sight, and the seven fifth-level soul refiners who rushed towards them finally stopped. The greedy light in their eyes turned into panic, and they turned around and fled with exclaims.
"Ding Fei, you," at this moment, Zeng Sheng's exclamation came from the woods outside the pond, and then there was only a banging sound, and then a burst of flames.
"I said, you have no choice but to die," after the sound, Ding Fei's cold voice spread far to the edge of the pool. Listening to the sound, he was already far away.
As the index finger approached, Gu Qing was surprised to find that the body of three souls and seven souls could not gush out from the upper dantian.
Only then did he suddenly realize that once this body begins to truly solidify, it cannot leave the upper Dantian.
As a result, the previous plan will come to nothing, and the Burning Fist is almost successful and cannot be taken back.
The arrow is on the string and must be fired!
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, and with a thought in his soul, he moved his wings to roar.
At the same time, the index fingers of both hands suddenly touched.
The sizzling sound continued, and bursts of green smoke rose.
A foot-long fist of white smoke condensed on top of the blue smoke, and the breath of destruction spread out. The protective wall formed by the flames shattered, and the breath rushed directly towards the seven people who were fleeing.
Although the seven people were frightened, they were also strong men at the fifth level of soul refining. When they saw the aura coming, they all waved their hands and used flames to block it. Their bodies were like lightning and they were about to rush into the forest.
At this time, Ren Qiuxian's face was bloodless, and there were cracks between his eyebrows, dripping with blood. The sword in the void in front of him made a clicking sound, and the law of fire sealed in it spurted out, all integrated into the fire dragon's body.
This dragon is very powerful!
However, no matter how strong you are, it’s already too late!
When the Burning Fist comes out, who can compete with him?
Gu Qing looked at Fen Fist, a feeling of weakness came over him, and he shouted: "Destroy, Fen Fist!" After saying that, he pressed down the index fingers of his hands, pointing directly at Ren Qiuxian.
The roar continued, and giant fists fell from the void.
Poof,
Gu Qing spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out.
The wings roared, flying aimlessly into the distance.
The Burning Fist fell like a falling star. The power of destruction raged and enveloped the entire pond.
The water from the pool shot into the air, and the trees turned into ashes.
The seven people who were escaping let out bursts of screams, and they were all reduced to ashes.
Ren Qiuxian spat out a mouthful of blood, and the magic formula in his hand changed, pointing at the magic sword in the void.
The magic sword roared, and the fire dragon roared wildly, and its body twisted to prevent the burning fist from falling.
There was a clicking sound, and a faint dragon chant could be heard.
The flame dragon only blocked it for a moment, and countless cracks appeared, but it did not break immediately.
The Burning Fist continued to press down, and the power of destruction was simply beyond the fire dragon's ability to withstand. At the second instant, it shattered, turned into sparks, and fell to the ground.
click,
At the same time that the flame dragon was broken, the magical sword that Ren Qiuxian offered turned into lime and fell into the pool.
The combination of the powerful fire dragon and magic sword could only block the Burning Fist for two seconds. However, this was enough for Ren Qiuxian. With these two seconds, he had escaped into the forest, and even saw the ancient
Qingkou spurted blood and passed out.
For a moment, the water in the pool disappeared and the ground shattered.
Here, there is no longer a pool, only a huge deep pit.
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Fifty-one days have passed since the Fire Spirit Pillar was opened, and the red thunder lingering on the top of Burning Flame Mountain is still roaring continuously, like furious red dragons, rushing and surging, ready to devour those monks who have no time to leave the pillar.
On the first floor of the Fire Spirit Pillar, among the dozens of fifth-level soul refining experts who had entered, except for Yan Shuang'er who led the female monks away by the pool early in the morning, only Ren Qiuxian remained under Gu Qing's Burning Fist.
and Ding Fei.
As soon as the Burning Fist came out, no one dared to compete with it. However, this punch almost killed Gu Qing. If it hadn't been for the wings, if it hadn't been for Ren Qiuxian being injured and shocked.
As long as he fights back, Gu Qing will definitely die.
The moment Gu Qing fell unconscious, his blue wings, which were about ten feet long, lost control and flew into the distance relying on their inertia.
Song Yi looked at Gu Qing, who was lying flat on the wings. The rough-looking red jade sword seemed to be psychic. It fell on the wings when the latter was unconscious.
Song Yi still couldn't believe what had just happened. He rubbed his eyes and murmured: "It's too strong. Qingdi's hand is too strong."
Suddenly, the wings shook violently and crashed into a towering mountain ahead.
Song was shocked. Although his cultivation level was not high, he was not stupid. Seeing the wings sliding towards the mountain, he gritted his teeth, reached out and picked up Gu Qing's body, and resolutely jumped off the wings several feet high.
The branches broke and dust flew everywhere.
Song Yi fell to the ground, with Gu Qing pressing on his body. The impact of falling from a height of several feet made him grimace in pain. All his bones seemed to be falling apart, and he fell to the ground breathing heavily.
Pushing Gu Qing away from his body, he endured the pain, stood up slowly, and looked around cautiously.
There was a loud noise, and the wings hit the steep mountain, forming a huge crater that was about ten feet large and several feet deep. The wings, as thin as silkworm wings, stuck diagonally on the mountain, becoming ownerless for a while.
Song Yi sat cross-legged, twisting magic formulas in his hands while repairing the injuries he had suffered, and at the same time being alert to the situation around him. Although he did not know how Gu Qing could wake up, he knew that the latter would be able to recover from his experience in the forest of fire.
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Time passed slowly, and one day passed in the blink of an eye. Fifty-two days had passed since the Fire Spirit Pillar was opened.
The warm breath continued to nourish Gu Qing's body, and the consumed law of fire in the body was quickly restored by the fire.
When night fell on the fifty-second day, Gu Qing suddenly jumped up from the ground.
As soon as he jumped up, he looked around cautiously.
Song Yi had been checking the situation around him with his soul rope technique. As soon as Gu Qing woke up, he stood up and turned around to look around.
Gu Qing relaxed when he saw that Song Yi was beside him and there were no other monks in his position.
"Brother Qing, you're awake, are you okay?" Song Yi asked eagerly.
Gu Qing smiled slightly, waved his hand, put the red jade sword into the spiritual gourd, and said: "Brother, I'm fine, I'm fine. Thank you again, big brother."
Song Yi smiled and said, "Brother Qing, why are you so polite with elder brother?" After saying that, he patted Gu Qing on the right shoulder.
With this pat, my hands were warm and I was shocked. Then I found a small five-color python curled up on Gu Qing's shoulder.
For this eldest brother who saved his life twice, although Gu Qing was no longer polite, he regarded him as his dearest person in his heart. Seeing Song Yi's surprised expression, he stretched out his hand to touch the young colorful sky-swallowing python.
body, smiled and said: "Brother, don't panic, it is a five-color sky-swallowing python, and it is said to be an ancient alien species. However, it is in a deep sleep now, and we don't know when it will wake up."
Song nodded. The momentary contact made him feel extremely useful. It seemed that the aura was exactly what he needed for practice. However, since it was an ancient thing, he naturally wouldn't think anything about it, let alone speak.
Hearing the latter's explanation, he smiled and said: "That's it, that's it."
Gu Qing had fully recovered. He looked around at the dark surroundings and looked up at the twinkling stars in the sky. For some reason, behind the starlight, he always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him and a big mouth waiting to swallow his soul.
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With the "Wan"-character fragment, Gu Qing found the true path of cultivation and understood the theory of three souls and seven souls. However, now he and Song Yi are nothing more than souls with one life, struggling hard in the Valley of Fire.
Gu Qing understood that with the help of the spiritual energy in the ancient storage ring in the golden ant's body, as long as he could get the rejuvenation liquid and swallow enough souls, he believed that his body of three souls and seven souls would be condensed soon.
Thinking of this, he turned to look at Song Yi, who was also looking at the starry sky, and thought to himself: "Only now do I understand that this burning technique is actually the most powerful technique for cultivating the soul, but the pain is not something that anyone can resist.
Live. I have condensed the body of three souls and seven souls, but what about my eldest brother? He cannot devour the soul. He relies entirely on cultivation to condense every trace of his own soul to strengthen his life soul. If this continues, I really don’t know when it will be possible to condense it.
"
"Young brother," Song Yi looked at the starry sky and suddenly said a little disappointed: "Fire Spirit Pillar has been opened for fifty-two days, and there are only forty-eight days left before the hundred-day period. With my cultivation level, I am afraid that I will not be able to get close to someone who has the rejuvenation fluid.
You go ahead. I'll search around this edge area, maybe there will be some opportunities."
"Fifty-two days?" Gu Qing exclaimed. Only then did he realize that his practice at the bottom of the pool had actually taken so long.
Looking up and around, through the hazy starlight, I could vaguely make out that the mountain forest I was in was not far from the place marked with the word "Hui" on the map.
He clenched his fists, feeling the power of the fifth level of soul refining, and said with determination on his face: "Brother, you must have a share of the rejuvenation liquid." After saying that, his soul thought moved, and activated the body of three souls and seven souls in the Dantian.
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The wings stuck diagonally on the mountain made a slight roar, quickly shrank, and finally turned into the size of a palm and returned to Gu Qing's palm.
With a thought in his soul, his wings grew bigger again.
Gu Qingzhen pulled Song Yi up, flew onto his wings, and headed towards the cave halfway up the mountain that was created by his wings.