The first thousand one hundred and seventy-ninth chapters seal
Chapter 1179 Talisman
"Xiao Yan, you are looking for death!"
As soon as Xiao Yan's figure flashed out, he was noticed by the old man Mu Gu. His eyes turned cold and he shouted sternly.
However, Xiao Yan ignored his shouts and took the Heavenly Demon Puppet with him, using his maximum speed to rush towards the Soul Palace Lord who was blocking the three thousand flames like thunder.
"Kill him!"
Seeing that Xiao Yan ignored his shouts, old man Mu Gu also had a deep murderous intention in his eyes, and he said solemnly to the black-clothed venerable who was injured by the Three Thousand Flame Flames earlier.
Hearing this, the black-clothed venerable nodded, and the two of them rushed out almost at the same time. Their vast fighting energy caused waves of fluctuations in the void space.
"laugh!"
The two people had just moved, and before they had moved far away, the space in front of them suddenly distorted, and a figure slowly emerged, directly intercepting the two of them.
"Qiu Qiu, get away!"
Looking at the hills that appeared in front of him, Old Man Mugu looked cold and shouted coldly.
Facing the cold drink from the old man Mu Gu, Qiu Ling sneered and said nothing nonsense. The fighting energy in his body burst out without reservation at this moment, and then with a movement of his body, he flew towards the former.
Seeing the ferocious Qiu Ling rushing towards him, Old Man Mugu's expression also changed slightly. In his current state, he was no match for him. He turned to the black-clothed venerable aside and said in a deep voice: "Let's take action together.
, clean up this old guy!"
"Um!"
Hearing this, the black-clothed venerable also nodded. Now he is also seriously injured. The special destructive power of Three Thousand Flames has caused serious trauma in his body. In his current state, he cannot
To contend with Qiu Ling alone, two people are the best choice.
Seeing the two old men Mu Gu fighting together, a sneer flashed across Qiu Ling's eyes. Instead of retreating, he faced them with a more fierce attitude.
...
When Xiao Yan and others started to make some movements, the black-clothed venerable who was fighting fiercely with the old monster Qinghua in the distance also noticed it. His expression changed slightly, and he wanted to get out of the battle circle, but the old monster Qinghua couldn't.
But it entangled him tightly.
"Oh, it's really unlucky. I met that old guy Yao Chen when I was fighting for the strange fire, and now I meet his disciple when I'm fighting for the strange fire... Forget it, maybe I really don't have that kind of fate. This time, for the sake of meeting Yao Chen
Please help this kid with your friendship."
The old monster Qinghua glanced at Xiao Yan, who was heading straight for the Three Thousand Yan Flames, and sighed secretly in his heart. He immediately leaned forward, fighting spirit surged, and entangled the black-clothed venerable to death.
...
Above the void, the overwhelming black mist continuously poured out from the sleeves of the Lord of the Soul Palace. Within the black mist, there seemed to be countless souls, pouring down like a heavy rain, and then exploded on the body of Sanqianyan Yanhuo.
And when he opened it, the pitch-black flames rippled.
"Hurry up, these three thousand flames can't last long..."
Looking at the gradually degrading purple-black flames on the body of Sanqian Yanyanhuo, the Lord of the Soul Palace breathed a sigh of relief. But just when he released his soul again to perform self-destruction, an unusually terrifying strong wind suddenly appeared.
Appearing behind him, his expression changed.
"clang!"
As his expression changed drastically, the clothes behind him were torn open violently, and several chains formed by the black mist shot out fiercely. Then, a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing resounded in the sky.
Rise up thoroughly.
"Bang!"
Although the chain withstood the blow, the aftermath of the energy still shocked the Soul Palace Master so much that he took two steps back before he could stabilize himself. He raised his head with a cold expression, and saw a golden figure.
At the place where he retreated earlier.
"Boy, are you tired of living?"
The Lord of the Soul Palace glanced around and saw Xiao Yan standing behind the demon puppet, and he said coldly.
"Do it." Xiao Yan glanced at him lightly, and then said softly.
"Bang!"
As his voice fell, the foot of the Heavenly Demon Puppet in front of him suddenly stepped into the void, and only a slight muffled sound was heard. However, his figure appeared in front of the Lord of the Soul Palace like lightning, and he swung his hand.
The golden iron fist brought up a terrifying force and hit the latter's head hard.
Looking at the shattered space where the Heavenly Demon Puppet's fist passed, the face of the Master of the Soul Palace also changed slightly, and he did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly greeted it with all his strength.
"Bang!"
At that moment, he saw the Soul Palace Master and the Heavenly Demon Puppet fighting together. Xiao Yan smiled and turned his gaze directly to the Three Thousand Flames not far away. At this moment, the flames on the latter's body were slightly dim.
However, Xiao Yan discovered that the surrounding void was constantly seeping out streams of star power, which were then sucked into his body by the three thousand flames. With the influx of star power, the energy on his body
The flame is gradually becoming stronger again.
"As expected of the immortal fire..."
Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan felt a little awe-inspiring in his heart. He said that these three thousand flames are called immortal fire for a reason. If they continue to be absorbed like this, it will not take long for them to regain their strength.
Extremely difficult to clean up.
"We can't let it continue to absorb the power of the stars..."
With this thought passing through his mind, Xiao Yan stepped into the void and flashed directly in front of the Three Thousand Flames. The green flames slowly surged out of his body and then enveloped his body.
Sanqianyan Yanhuo looked at Xiao Yan who appeared in front of him with cold eyes. When the green flames rose, his eyes were obviously stunned, and then suddenly there was a look of covetousness that had never appeared before. Although he was
Having been sealed for so many years, it doesn't quite know what the green flame is, but its intuition tells it that if it can swallow it, it will no longer be afraid of even the three giants of the Danta.
The look of covetousness in Sanqian Yanyanhuo's eyes was also captured by Xiao Yan. He couldn't help but shook his head at that moment. When Fallen Xinyan saw him, he had the same emotion, but
It's just not as clear as the former.
"If you want to devour my strange fire, you have to see if you have the ability..."
Xiao Yan smiled, a silver light flashed on the soles of his feet, a low thunder sounded, and a ghost appeared directly above the head of Three Thousand Yan Yanhuo. The fist wrapped in green flames fiercely pointed at him.
My head was pounded.
Facing Xiao Yan's attack, Sanqianyan Yanhuo, who was in a weak stage, was unwilling to retreat. He flicked his dragon tail and slammed into Xiao Yan's fist.
"Bang!"
When the two collided, the two flames suddenly sunk into a slight arc, and then surged with fierce force, shaking out many dark cracks in the space.
The strong force also made Xiao Yan and Sanqianyan Yanhuo retreat some distance each. The latter looked up to the sky and roared, opened its mouth, and an extremely terrifying purple-black flame pillar was sprayed at Xiao Yan.
And go.
Seeing the flame pillar spraying out, Xiao Yan also sneered. He was indeed no match for the Three Thousand Flame Flames in its heyday, but unfortunately, the former's current state was no longer one-tenth of what it was in its heyday.
The pillar of fire rapidly enlarged in his pupils, and when it was about to enter within a few feet of his body, Xiao Yan's mind moved, and the glazed lotus heart fire burst out from his body, quickly turning into a blazing wall of fire in front of him.
"Bang!"
The purple-black flame pillar hit the green fire wall fiercely. The two different fires finally collided head-on at this moment, each other madly releasing their terrifying destructive power...
The wall of fire fluctuated rapidly, but no matter how the three thousand flames burned, it always remained stable...
The stalemate between the two lasted for about a few minutes, and the purple-black flame pillar finally gradually weakened due to the exhaustion of the three thousand flames.
Looking at the slightly sluggish Three Thousand Yan Yanhuo, Xiao Yan's eyes flashed with light, and the green wall of fire suddenly dispersed. At the same time, several jade bottles appeared in his hand, and he threw them towards the people who had not completely retreated like lightning.
Purple and black fire pillar.
"Bang bang!"
As soon as the jade bottle came into contact with the three thousand flames, it burst open, and some snow-white liquid splashed out.
Tsk!
As soon as these liquids came into contact with the purple-black flames, they violently erupted into bursts of white mist. There was a bone-chilling cold current in the mist.
Although the white mist quickly dissipated due to the high temperature of the purple-black flames, Xiao Yan's move undoubtedly made the Three Thousand Flames worse. The pitch-black flames on his body finally completely changed.
It's back to the purple-black color it used to be.
"Now!"
Just when the jet-black flames swirling around Sanqian Yanyanhuo's body turned into purple-black, a flash of light suddenly flashed across Xiao Yan's eyes. On the soles of his feet, thunder flashed. The space fluctuated and disappeared strangely. When he reappeared,
We have reached the place where the three thousand flaming fire dragon heads are located.
Appearing, Xiao Yan held his hand, and another small jade bottle appeared in his hand. Then it was thrown out like lightning, and finally hit Sanqian Yanyanhuo's forehead hard, and exploded with a bang.
Opening it, a drop of dark golden blood slowly appeared.
When the drop of dark golden blood stained Sanqian Yanyanhuo's forehead, his body suddenly stiffened and the look in his eyes became dull at this moment. At the same time, a strange talisman appeared vaguely on his forehead.
When he came out, he saw that the rune looked exactly the same as the dragon seal in Xiao Yan's palm!
"It's indeed the dragon seal!"
Seeing the strange rune on Sanqian Yanyanhuo's forehead, Xiao Yan suddenly flashed a look of ecstasy.