"What's going on, Mr. Ji, my body is out of control!"
Holy Son Huogan was a little panicked. This was the first time he encountered this situation.
"Holy Son, the same is true for me. There is some kind of power that forcibly controls our actions. What kind of power is this? Even Mahayana monks can be bound by it!"
Ji Lao was also a little panicked, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes. He had a bad feeling that this strange situation might be related to the black flame.
As he spoke, a man and a beast rushed towards the black flames, kneeling on their knees and raising their hands high, as if they were worshiping.
"Why do I have the urge to kneel down, and my body actually rushes towards the flames!"
"That's right, it must be the flames. Damn it, there is something in this that can actually control our actions!"
Ji Lao was frightened, his body did not stop at all, and he was directly submerged into the pitch-black flames.
In an instant, the spiritual power in his body burned at an extremely terrifying speed, and the originally massive spiritual power was fading away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The same is true for the Holy Son of Fire and Stem. He only has the cultivation level of the Tribulation Stage, and the spiritual power in his body is not comparable to the Mahayana Stage. In almost one breath, the spiritual power in his Dantian has a tendency to dry up.
"This flame can actually swallow the spiritual power in the monk's body, and the speed of swallowing is so terrifying!"
"Qilin Secret Technique!"
Holy Son Huogan was completely panicked, and directly activated his trump card, activating the Qilin bloodline in his body. Layers of mysterious blood-colored runes appeared, and the ancient aura filled the air, making up for the lack of spiritual power in his body.
However, the burning of the flames continued continuously. After the spiritual power bottomed out, the flames began to devour the power of the Kirin bloodline in the body of Holy Son Huogan.
"This flame can even swallow the power of Qilin's bloodline. What's the origin of it!"
"Mr. Ji, please think of a way. If this continues, the Qilin blood in my body will be swallowed up!"
Holy Son Huo Gan shouted, but Nai He knelt on the ground in confusion, unable to move.
Its heart was frightened to the extreme. The Qilin bloodline was its biggest support. It was because of the power of this bloodline that it could practice at a very fast speed, comprehend profound techniques, and fight beyond levels.
Now the power of blood is disappearing at a terrifying speed. If it continues like this, even if it is saved, it will be difficult to gain a foothold in Huolin Cave without the power of blood.
Ji Lao also realized the seriousness of the problem. More than half of the spiritual power in his body has been burned, let alone the Holy Son who is only in the tribulation period. The power of blood is the foundation of the Huolin Cave monks. If it is swallowed up, he will go to It will be difficult to practice in the future.
It’s equivalent to being a useless person!
He was extremely anxious. He couldn't see anything in the darkness. He could only feel that his hand vaguely touched a cold metal object. It was very sharp. It seemed like a sword?
The treasure in the flames is a sword?
Was this black flame released from a sword?
In the center of the flame, Li Xiaobai had a smile on his face.
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[Hellfire (god-level skill) current coverage: 410 meters. 】
The monks in Huolin Cave are extraordinary. One person and one beast can increase the burning range of the hellfire by several meters in just a few breaths.
"Hey, boy, knock them over!"
Ji Qingwu continued to be excited, his two small eyes staring at the two kneeling figures in front of him.
"Go on, the utilization of resources requires sustainable utilization and development. What do you think you know about this?"
Li Xiaobai casually pulled Ji Wuqing aside, silently calculating the time in his heart.
Put the long sword in your hand into the ring and the skill disappears.
"Run!"
In the flames, Holy Son Huogan and Ji Lao instantly regained their freedom. Regardless of anything else, they tried their best to rush out of the flames, and retreated hundreds of meters in a flash.
There was a look of fear in his eyes.
Holy Son Huogan was breathing heavily. The spiritual power in his body had been completely exhausted. Not only that, the blood power in his body was also much thinner. This wave of losses was huge.
The power of blood is the foundation of its existence. If it is damaged, its strength will be greatly damaged. It is impossible to say that it will leave early in this trial.
"Holy Son, are you okay?"
Ji Lao took out bottles of elixirs and quickly helped Holy Son Huo Gan take them. He ran the exercises on his hands to quickly help him restore the spiritual power in his body.
"Mr. Ji, this flame is too evil. I was reckless and my bloodline was damaged. I'm afraid I won't be able to compete with other saint sons in this trial."
Holy Son Huogan said with a somewhat bitter expression.
"The Holy Son doesn't need to think too much. The trial period is full of variables. No one knows the outcome until the end."
"Let's go back first. The matter of the flames will be discussed in the long term."
Ji Lao comforted him by saying that the Holy Son's foundation had been damaged and his Taoist heart should not be damaged again.
"No, several saints already know about the flames, how can I be the only one injured?"
"There should be other Holy Sons coming tonight. Let's wait here and lead other Holy Sons into the flames to check!"
The eyes of Holy Son Huogan flashed with cold light, and he said sinisterly, anyway, its strength has been damaged, it is better to do it simply, and everyone's strength will be damaged together.
If calculated on average, there is still a big gap in everyone's strength.
Ji Lao thought for a moment and nodded slowly. Although it was a bad move, it would be useful.
Otherwise, it would be really difficult for the current Holy Son to be competitive.
One person and one beast silently retreated and hid behind a boulder about a mile away. They could not figure out the path of the black flames. In order to prevent the body from losing control again, they decided to stay away.
Li Xiaobai watched everything in the depths of the flames, and did not try to stop him. It was just a mile away, useless in front of his own skills.
Wait for this person and beast to recover first, and then level up again.
The fourth battlefield was silent for a few minutes.
A piece of gravel fell from a high altitude and hit the ground with a crisp sound.
Holy Son Huogan did not make any movement, waiting with bated breath for what would happen next.
After a few breaths, another white figure broke into Li Xiaobai's sight. This figure moved furtively, turning back three times with each step, and had a strong sense of counter-reconnaissance.
After wandering and observing in the distance for a while, he trotted closer to the black flames in the battlefield.
Li Xiaobai was very happy. It was none other than Er Gouzi. It must be said that this guy was quite cautious. He first used the sound to test whether there was anyone else here, and then deliberately pretended to detect the follower and checked the rear. Has anyone actually tracked this?
It's just a pity that the real boss behind the scenes is not behind, but in the flames directly in front of it.
What comes today are all leeks.
Harvest without mercy.
