Celestial being

There was a trace of doubt in Yuan Ming's eyes. Just as he was about to say something, Long Chong next to him took a step forward.

Suddenly, the entire hall started to move. The floor flipped outwards from under their feet and turned into a land full of charred pits. The surrounding walls disappeared in an instant, and the ceiling above them turned into a red sky, just in the blink of an eye. After a while, the two of them came to an empty battlefield.

Screams resounded all around, and above the two of them, countless fireballs fell like meteors, and long tail flames filled the sky, as if even the sky was on fire.

Long Chong's expression changed, and he waved the spear in his hand, wanting to fight the fire rain.

But suddenly, his eyes went dark for no reason, as if someone had hit his head hard, and he instantly fell into coma.

Yuan Ming behind him sighed, apologized in his heart, and put away Long Chong, who was knocked unconscious by his illusion.

Fireballs all over the sky hit Yuan Ming, passing through like a phantom. Everything in front of him was an illusion.

He turned his palm and took out a spirit beast bag, and at the same time, his soul connected with the Shura Blood-devouring Chart.

The next moment, the three-eyed black dove and Hong Ling appeared in front of him.

"Hongling, help me break the formation." Yuan Ming said, pinching the magic formula with both hands, and used the spirit-melting magic formula towards the three-eyed black dove.

When Yuan Ming fell here, he had no feeling of moving in space. He expected that he was trapped by another formation, rather than actually coming to this battlefield full of meteors and fire showers.

As the demonic power of the Three-Eyed Black Dove flows in, the mana in Yuan Ming's body rises steadily, and soon reaches the level of the late stage of pill formation.

Yuan Ming concentrated the three-eyed black dove's demonic power on the center of his eyebrows, stretched out his fingers, and scratched the center of his eyebrows. The skin on his forehead suddenly cracked a gap, and a bird's pupil filled with blood came out of it. The dove on the forehead is the same.

His Jinkui Beast Control Technique was incomplete, but he had used it repeatedly and had become very proficient in this secret technique. With his powerful soul, he had gradually explored the point of borrowing the magical power of spiritual beasts.

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Ming used all his magic power, and the bird's pupils between his eyebrows instantly shot out a bloody light and swept it around.

Under the blood light, the surrounding scenery distorted and changed, revealing the scene in the hall again, but compared with just now, the scene shrouded in blood light had a hazy feeling, as if Yuan Ming was far away. .

Yuan Ming knew that this was the effect of the formation, so he searched more intently for flaws in the formation.

The three-eyed black dove's illusion-breaking demon pupil can break through illusions, and it has been enhanced even more after the soul fusion. Without using the sky-stealing cauldron, Yuan Ming's divine sense detection is not as sharp as his pupil technique.

But this does not mean that the strength of the three-eyed black bird's soul after fusion surpasses Yuan Ming, it is just that the direction of specialization is different.

Maybe he noticed Yuan Ming's prying eyes, the sky suddenly flashed, and the number of falling meteors was several times greater, which made people's scalp numb.

But Hongling's face remained calm, and her hands danced in the air like stroking strings. The roaring flaming meteors suddenly turned in mid-air and landed in a deserted place.

In an instant, roars, howls, and deafening noises filled the entire battlefield mixed with flames and smoke.

But there seemed to be a transparent wall around Yuan Ming and Hong Ling, blocking all the fire and smoke coming from them.

"Found it." Amidst the flying dust, the red light from Yuan Ming's brows illuminated the sky in the east direction.

The moment he spoke, Hong Ling raised his brows, flipped his wrist, and a ray of red light swarmed out, hitting the direction illuminated by the blood light like lightning.

Just hearing a "click", due east, a fist-sized orb suddenly appeared. Cracks spread on the surface of the orb. After just two breaths, the orb exploded and turned into debris.

The surrounding scenery changed again, and Yuan Ming returned to the main hall without even moving a step.

He looked around with the blood pupils on his head. Seeing that there were no other restrictions, he stepped forward and walked to the formation in the center of the hall.

Yuan Ming stared at the sphere wrapped in rune chains. After thinking for a while, he did not take out the evil feather. Instead, he took out the black fire stick he had obtained before and threw it into the formation.

As soon as the fire-burning stick entered the range of the formation, several rune chains formed by the condensed flame aura suddenly stretched out from the formation and drew towards the fire-burning stick like a long snake.

However, the moment the rune chain came into contact with the fire stick, it turned into spiritual light again and dissipated in the air, unable to block it even for a moment.

This stick is like the nemesis of fire.

The fire stick continued to circle forward, like piercing a window paper, easily piercing the rune chain outside the sphere, and inserted into the sphere in the center of the formation with a "plop" sound.

The formation trembled violently, all the rune chains turned into spiritual light and dissipated, and in a few breaths, it completely collapsed.

As the rune chains dissipated, the object in the sphere was revealed. It turned out to be a red arrow with a strange shape. The arrowhead was like a bird, the tail feathers were like fire, and the handle was marked with runes one after another.

Without the chain entanglement, an incredible hot breath suddenly erupted from the arrow.

At the same time, outside the palace, a sun in mid-air turned into a stream of light and fell, entering the Dui Palace.

Yuan Ming immediately noticed that the walls and roof suddenly lit up, and an inexplicable force poured into the arrows not far away.

A substance-like viscous aura emerged from the arrow, just like a clay sculpture. Its appearance rapidly transformed and solidified, and finally turned into an illusory blazing fire bird, sending out a piercing scream towards Yuan Ming and Hongling.

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Ming saw the phantom of the fire bird open its mouth and spit out a ball of golden flames, hitting him.

At the moment when the golden flames appeared, the temperature in the palace rose again. The ruby-made ground and walls spontaneously ignited at the same time, bursting out with clusters of orange-red flames.

The palace was completely reduced to a sea of ​​flames.

Yuan Ming looked at the flying golden flames, and his heart tightened.

In the dark, he felt as if he was locked by something. No matter how he ran away, he could not avoid the incoming golden flames.

The golden flame contains extremely high temperatures. Yuan Ming believes that anything that comes into contact with it will be instantly burned into smoke, leaving not even a trace of residue left.

Hong Ling on the side saw the golden flames flying towards him, and felt uncontrollable panic in his heart, unable to move his body.

Yuan Ming was also horrified, but he was not suppressed and couldn't move. He made a gesture.

The fire stick that fell to the ground due to the collapse of the formation at the feet of the fire bird phantom shook, suddenly jumped up, and volleyed towards the fire bird phantom.

The fire bird shadow failed to notice the attack of the fire stick, and immediately screamed, turned into a sticky spiritual light again, and got back into the arrow.

Then, Yuan Ming controlled the fire stick to fly toward the golden flames, and with a twist of the air, he scattered the golden flames. The horror in his heart also dissipated, and he no longer felt like he was being locked away.

The sea of ​​​​fire in the hall dissipated, and the crazy high temperature quickly fell back.

Seeing this scene, Hong Ling let out a long sigh of relief, and then asked: "Fellow Daoist Yuan, what is the phantom of the divine bird just now?"

When she faced the fire bird phantom just now, she was so suppressed that she couldn't move!

"If my prediction is correct, it should be the legendary three-legged Golden Crow." Yuan Ming did not hide anything.

Hong Ling was taken aback, with a trembling expression on her face. Seeing this, Yuan Ming knew that she might have misunderstood, so he immediately explained.

"Fellow Hongling Daoist, don't be nervous. The one just now is naturally not the real ancient World-Destroying Golden Crow, but just an imitation of Immortal Jinkui. After killing several fifth-level Golden Crows, he sealed their souls in arrows. However, You have also seen that although it is an imitation, its power is really unrivaled."

While speaking, Yuan Ming also took a few steps forward and put away the red arrow that fell on the ground.

The arrow contained the Golden Crow Soul. He put it into a sealing stone box and sealed it with several sealing talismans.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Two golden lights emerged from the ground without warning, but they were two golden ropes that tied him and Hong Ling's bodies tightly with lightning speed.

"What the hell!" Blood flashed on Hong Ling's body, and his body suddenly expanded several times, then suddenly shrunk again.

However, the golden rope is really magical, no matter how the red caltrop changes, it will be firmly imprisoned.

Although Yuan Ming was still shocked, he used the "Liujia Qimen" he had just mastered, and his body turned into a purple flesh ball in a flash, but it was Ziji Taisui.

And his body appeared several feet away and broke free.

"This Liujia Qimen's ability to change objects is really useful. It can get rid of the rope that even Hongling can't break free from." Yuan Ming was secretly happy.

There was a cry of surprise from outside the door, seemingly surprised that Yuan Ming broke free from the golden rope.

"Who is it?" Yuan Ming looked at the door.

The rope that bound Ziji Tai Sui suddenly loosened and flew out, wrapping around Hong Ling's body and almost tying it into a rice dumpling.

Most of the blood on Hong Ling's body dissipated, and he lost his footing and fell to the ground.

"Haha, fellow Taoist Yuan's skills are indeed amazing. He can even break free from the immortal rope. I wonder what the secret technique is? You might as well tell me and let me know more about it." A figure walked in, but it was Taoist Qianbao.

"Fellow Taoist Qianbao! I wonder where Yuan offended you and took action against me?" Yuan Ming asked in a deep voice.

"Why do you ask, fellow Taoist Yuan, knowingly? We came to the Three Immortals Island just to seize the treasure. The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade! Hand over all the treasures, as well as the Golden Crow Divine Arrow you just collected, I can make the decision for the master, forgive me Save your life!" Taoist Qianbao stood ten feet away with a sneer on his face.

"Of course you have to ask clearly. You and I have joined forces to fight against the enemy. Yuan must at least understand your purpose before we can let go and fight." Yuan Ming said calmly.

"What a free fight. It's rare for you, Yuan Daoyou, to be so heroic. If you have any trump cards, just use them! In the magma lake, you summoned two Nascent Soul stage combat powers. One is the woman in red, and the other is also Call him out and let me see how powerful he is." Taoist Qianbao laughed loudly.

He was originally quite wary of Yuan Ming, but now that he had captured Hong Ling in one fell swoop, he was full of confidence. A golden light shot out from his head, turning into a nine-story sutra building, with densely packed spiritual patterns on it, flowing erratically and spitting out. A golden light.

"Really, then it's better to obey orders than to be respectful, Blood Shadow!" Yuan Ming looked at the nine-story sutra building and shouted softly.

The blood shadow had been waiting impatiently for a long time. It shot out from Yuan Ming's body, turned his body around, and turned into a huge bloody palm several feet in size, striking hard at Taoist Qianbao!

As soon as he struck out, he used all his strength. The giant bloody palm seemed to be a great magical power. Nine completely different powers shot out from the palm. The whole hall was shaking, as if it could not withstand the blow of the bloody palm!

Taoist Qianbao was not afraid at all and pointed out the secret!

The golden light emitted from the nine-story sutra pillar suddenly became much richer, flooding the entire hall, forming a tough barrier that enveloped Yuan Ming, Hong Ling, and Blood Shadow.

The three of them suddenly felt as if they were in the deep sea. It was extremely difficult to even raise their hands, and the giant bloody palms were also slow for a moment.