At this time, Yipou was like a torch, with purple flames burning all over his body.
The good news is that it hasn't turned into coke yet.
Ye Qing took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and the flames on Yipou's body were extinguished. At the same time, Ye Qing tapped his fingers between his eyebrows, intending to use his demonic thoughts to extinguish the flames in his consciousness.
"Don't……"
At this moment, Yipou suddenly opened his eyes and hurriedly stopped him.
But it was a step too late, Ye Qing's demonic thoughts were like spring rain, moistening things silently, and had invaded Yipou's sea of consciousness.
As soon as the demonic thoughts invaded Yipou's sea of consciousness, Ye Qing was instantly shocked.
Generally speaking, if a warrior has not begun to polish his mental power and condense his soul, the sea of consciousness will mostly be in chaos, just like the heaven and earth have not been opened, and the clear and turbid are not separated.
But the poor sea of consciousness is like the starry sky, vast and deep, with endless stars and countless threads of nothingness floating in the sea of consciousness.
But at this time, all the stars were dim and shattered, the threads of nothingness were broken, and chaos was intertwined.
The entire sea of consciousness was lifeless and silent.
Of course, he also did not see the purple flame in Yipou's sea of consciousness.
"Boom"
In the midst of doubts, a bolt of thunder pierced the poor, dead, and desolate sea of consciousness, filled with endless destruction and infinite power. The stars were destroyed and the sky trembled.
Just the moment the thunder sounded, Ye Qing's demonic thoughts that invaded the sea of consciousness were destroyed, and Ye Qing's sea of consciousness also roared, scarlet blood spurted out from the mouth, nose and seven orifices, and he had a splitting headache.
"this……"
Ye Qing stroked his eyebrows with his hands to calm his traumatized soul, but he couldn't hide the shock in his heart.
He never thought that the poor Zhihai would be in that kind of situation, and what on earth was that thunder?
Although he had guessed that being poor was not easy, now it seems that he still underestimated this shameless old Taoist priest.
"Little brother, have I advised you?" At this time, Yipou coughed twice and said innocently.
"Brother, your sea of consciousness..." Ye Qing probed.
"It can't be said, it can't be said." Yipo shook his head, looking lonely and helpless.
"Little brother, all you need to know is that I once thought I was on top of the world, but when I looked up, I realized that I was just a frog at the bottom of a well."
Yipo patted Ye Qing on the shoulder and said sincerely: "Little brother, you must remember that you should never think that you are strong, because there is always a sky above your head."
Ye Qing remained silent. With his current strength, he was not qualified to be complacent and complacent. At best, he was just a slightly older ant.
No matter how big they are, ants are still just ants. They cannot shake a tree or turn the sky upside down.
"Little brother, why are you standing there in a daze? Give me another bottle of creation water. Am I almost ripe again without looking at you?"
While Ye Qing was deep in thought, he suddenly heard Yipou's urging voice. When he came back to his senses, he saw Yipou's face was red, his body was steaming, and he was accompanied by a scent.
Okay, it's almost done.
"Didn't I just give you a bottle?" Ye Qing asked doubtfully.
"I've used it up a long time ago. I'm not as thick-skinned as you, little brother, and can withstand the Purple Yang True Fire of the Vulcan Moth." Yipou said matter-of-factly.
Ye Qing always felt that Yi Pou was scolding him, but he still took out a bottle of creation water and handed it to him.
"Little brother, you don't know how to behave. Now you know a little bit about me. He is a real senior expert. Why don't you give me ten bottles or eight bottles to show your respect for the senior expert?" While feeling disgusted, Qian quickly took the creation water and poured a drop into his mouth impatiently.
Ye Qing curled his lips, your shameless look does have the demeanor of a senior.
Ye Qing ignored Yipou and asked: "Brother, what is the Vulcan Moth you just mentioned?"
"That chirping sound just now was the Vulcan Moth."
Sexy veteran, giving online lectures: "The Vulcan moth is a strange natural disaster. According to legend, it has the blood of the sun bird in ancient times. It is born with the true fire of the purple sun in its body. Its song is like a hundred birds contending, melodious and touching."
"The Vulcan moth usually lives on the top of mountains and chases the sun. Once it appears in the human world, it will cause fires and droughts, starving the fields and destroying all living beings."
"Vulcan Moth, Purple Sun True Fire..." Ye Qing licked his chapped lips with a shocked expression.
He had never heard of the Fire God Moth, but he had heard of the Purple Sun True Fire. The rising sun in the east generates purple energy, which turns into the Purple Sun True Fire; Turn into red sun true fire.
Purple Yang True Fire, Sun True Fire, and Red Sun True Fire are all the most powerful flames between heaven and earth. Among them, the Sun True Fire is also called the origin fire, the ultimate Yang fire. If you can really cultivate the Sun True Fire to At its extreme, it becomes the true fire of the sun. Just one ray can destroy the heaven and the earth.
Although the Purple Yang True Fire is not as good as the Sun True Fire, it can be compared with it, and its power cannot be underestimated.
Fortunately, his body had partially recovered through the nourishment of Xuanhuang Qi, and he could barely resist the burning of the Purple Yang True Fire. Otherwise, he would probably be as mature as Yipou by now.
"By the way, little brother, let me give you a suggestion." Suddenly, Yipo rolled his eyes and said: "The true fire of Purple Yang is as strong as the Yang, and all evils avoid it, and the power of Mahakala's palm in your body is as strong as the ten thousand people." The intention of the butcher's knife belongs to the evil and evil spirit, and the two are in conflict with each other."
"Little brother, you have a strong body, and you have the water of creation and the black and yellow energy around you. There is no danger of life. You just take the opportunity to absorb the true fire of the purple sun into your body, and use the power of the true fire of the purple sun to wipe out the palm power of Mahakala and the slaughtering knife of thousands of people. , the effect is definitely better than Xuanhuang Qi."
"Huh? Do you know?" Yi Pou narrowed his eyes. Unexpectedly, Yi Pou actually knew the origin of the injury he suffered?
"After all, I am also a senior, so I still have some good eyesight." Yipo wanted to stroke his beard and pretend to be a senior, but when he touched it, he realized that his beard had been burned off.
"Is it reliable?" Ye Qing asked without dwelling on this issue too much.
Yipou said confidently: "Forget about that. It's just two words. It's absolutely reliable."
Looking at Yipou's vow, Ye Qing always felt that there was something fishy about it, but at the same time he had to admit that what Yipou said seemed to make some sense.
"Then give it a try." Anyway, it doesn't hurt to try. With the creation water and Xuanhuang Qi, even if something happens, it shouldn't kill him.
With the decision made, Ye Qing ignored the scorching heat on the ground, crossed his legs on the ground, opened his mouth and slowly swallowed a wisp of the Purple Yang True Fire into his belly.
He knew that the Purple Yang True Fire was very powerful, so he only swallowed a small wisp.
But even so, he felt like he had swallowed a piece of red charcoal, his throat hurt as if it was being torn, and a burning smell came out of his mouth.
At this moment, he had no doubt that his throat was burnt.
Ye Qing endured the pain and swallowed the Ziyang True Fire into his belly. The Ziyang True Fire entered his belly, like a big sun falling into the world. The terrifying and overbearing flames and high temperatures raged in the body. The moisture contained in the flesh and blood instantly disappeared. After being steamed to dryness, the internal organs and meridians instantly turned into coke, wisps of fire seeped out from the pores, the hair was burnt, the flesh and blood were withered, and the skin shriveled.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Qing seemed to have turned into a burnt mummy.
"Hiss, you are so domineering, you won't die, right?"
Seeing Ye Qing's sudden change and tragic situation, Yi Pou was shocked.
"Little brother, if you die, don't blame me. I am doing it for your own good."
His suggestion is theoretically feasible, but it is also theoretical. He has never tried Ziyang Zhenhuo!
Although he also has a little selfishness, firstly he hopes that Ye Qing can regain his strength quickly, so that he doesn't have to worry about it. Even if Ye Qing gets caught for doing something, he still has some ability to protect himself, right? Secondly, Ye Qing used the Purple Yang True Fire to remove the hidden wounds in his body. If he inhaled the Purple Yang True Fire, the temperature in the room would definitely drop, and he would suffer less.
But selfishness is just a small problem, it’s harmless, right?
His starting point is also good. If something happens to Ye Qing, you can't blame him... right? !
