Indestructible Primordial Spirit

Lu did not give up, he must find the most professional person in many things.

Lie Fen responded: "Continue to sneak down, I didn't feel too strong the innate group of god-level spiritual power ... In the process of sneaking, we continue to pay attention to the state of the weather, if the Jiuyang ancestor in his body If your energy is active, then things will be easier to handle. "

Regarding the burning proposal, Lu Buqi felt quite reliable, and naturally he followed suit.

However, although the proposal is a good one, it is a proposal that has no effect.

Lu Buqi and others were sinking with anticipation, and they didn't know how many feet they had sunk. Not only did they not step on the bottom, but no other creatures or things had hit them.

If you don't really feel that you are exercising, you will doubt whether you are standing still.

Because apart from the flames that are constantly burning, everyone sees no other beings, any objects, no reference objects.

And the flames around it did not change in temperature and color, and even the frequency of that jitter did not change at all.

"Renzi, don't dive down anymore!" Lie Yan did not plan to make a mistake in the end: "I think ... if Jiuqizu Shenyan hides from us, with our little induction, we really are Can't find it! "

"Uncle Lie, you mean that Jiuqizu Shenyan has been hiding from us?" Lu Buqi stopped and the others stopped.

Lie Fen responded: "I used to know that Jiuqi Ancestor Flame was the paradoxical state of the five innate ancestral **** spirits. I did not have a clear idea about this before. Now it seems that Jiuqi The ancestral flame is probably the most spiritual one among all ancestral spirits. "

Indeed, if Jiuqi Ancestor Flame itself is a flame, if you place yourself in this sea of ​​flames, it is probably equal to a drop of sea water in the sea.

Lu did not give up the emphasis: "I also know that this flame of heaven and earth cannot be the flame of nine ancestors ..."

"Uncle!" Holding the waiting sky of the heavenly rain butterfly eagerly: "Since these flames have not improved the situation of waiting days, then we must hurry to find the true Jiuqi ancestral flame!"

Lu Bujiao said, "Well, all of you have come here. Don't worry ... Uncle Lie, can you have any good suggestions?"

Lie Chen said, "My suggestion is to go back to the Wenyu tribe. They have lived in this yin tian hai for countless years, and they must have a good understanding of these nine ancestors."

Lu Buqi nodded and said, "Looking at it now, that's all it can be!"

Lu Buqi is not a sharp-headed person. He didn't go to the Wenyi family at first, but he didn't want to count on others, he had to count on himself first.

Now that I've come to see it, I can't count on it, so I naturally have to count on others. After all, the weather situation should not be delayed for too long.

In this way, the group regained their ascension somewhat.

Along the way, everyone quickly returned to the place where they originally set off, and then relied on the feeling of the Emperor in the first dream of Yin Yin Tian Hai, and flew towards the seal gate of the family of Wenyu.

When he was about to reach his destination, Lu Buqi felt some strange energy fluctuations far away, and he couldn't help but startled: "No, something happened ..."

"What's wrong?" Luo Shui asked in confusion.

Menghuang also looked over, and his response was quick: "Is the seal of the portal opened?"

Lu Buqi nodded and said, "I'm afraid yes, I didn't feel the messengers of the seal portal of the Wenyu family there."

"Then let's check it out!"

After Meng Huang said, people have fled forward with Lu Buqi.

When several people rushed to the portal, Lie Yan whispered in Lu Buqi's mind: "It was the ancestor ..."

Without fierce burning, Lu Buqi could understand from the portal that the liquid spirit still shuttled through.

"It's really deadly!" You can also figure out with your toes. This ancestor apparently found a suitable time to put the target of aggression back on this yintiantianhai.

Those liquid spirits apparently saw Lu Buqi and others, and became quite flustered. A group of liquid spirits quickly condensed a few words: "It's you again!"

"Are you surprised?" Lu Buqi sneered.

"It's always bad for me!" The spelling speed of Ye Ling is fast.

"You have to be honest, I'm too lazy to look for you?" Lu Buqi whispered coldly: "This Wenyi tribe is my friend, you'd better roll back me honestly."

The liquid spirit group suddenly dispersed, and then retreated into the portal like flowing water.

Lu Buqi's deterrent power was so strong that his ancestors didn't have the courage to challenge Lu Buqi at all.

Who can let Lu Zu have no way to take Lu to abandon now?

It can be said that Lu Buqi is the most jealous person of his ancestors.

Seeing that the ancestors were so knowledgeable, Lu did not abandon his mouth lightly, but he did not try to bully those liquid spirits.

As the liquid spirit group gradually receded, in the fierce energy fluctuations, a mighty army of liquid spirits began to retreat towards the portal.

Judging from the scale of the Ye Lingjun army, it was even bigger than the army that came to block Lu Buqi and Menghuang before.

Thinking of these are the ancestral reliances of Lu Zu's keen aggression, Lu Buqiang suddenly looked cold: "Dream Emperor, how about another warm-up match? By the way, send Wen Wen a big gift?"

When the Emperor Dream saw the army of Ye Lingling, her eyes were already green. Before landing in Tiandihai, he did not abandon the way to kill, and it was really cool.

Hearing Lu Fuqiu's words, Menghuang would still hesitate to suddenly display the real body of the Jade Soul, blocking it before the portal.

"Luo Shui, do you and Yu Die enter Xin Luo Lei prison to watch the battle?" Lu Buqie was worried that waiting for Xia's army to rush over like a tide would hurt Luo Shui and Yu Die. In front of the double-digit Jun Dajun, their cultivation is really not enough.

The heavenly rain butterfly returned to Xinluolei prison very obediently, but Luoshui glanced at Lu Fuyi with concern and greeted "You be careful ..." before entering the Xinluolei prison.

Even when the second daughter entered Xinluo Lei prison, Menghuang used one person to block many of the attacks of Jin Shenqi led by Tian Yan and Juchen.

And just when the Emperor felt the pressure was very high, a French phase with a unique golden jade light appeared next to him, making him feel less stressed.

This unique way of jade soul law was naturally cast out by Lu Buqi.

Menghuang couldn't help but blame, "Don't give up, isn't it a warm-up match? You don't need to do your best, right? You have even shown the Jade Soul, and what else is there for me?"

"Haha ..." Lu Buqi smiled cheerfully, but didn't respond, but just pulled out Xianyou Ding.

Originally Lu did not abandon the "Sparkfire Nagahara". After all, with the help of fierce incineration, this Nagaura Nagahara could bring the energy of the Jiuyang ancestral **** jade, as well as a certain restraint against the liquid spirit.

However, at this time, Lu did not give up his heart, but it was the exhibition of "wind and clouds".

Lu did not abandon want to see whether this base camp of the nine qi ancestral spirits would have a bonus effect on the thunder magic power like Tiandihai.

"Boom ..."

A sound like a ghost crying and shouting sounded, a storm more fierce than the fiercest violent wind suddenly formed, like the wild sand dancing, and like the beasts fleeing, the storm changed, and the whole world was filled with destruction.

Thousands of puppets of the army of puppets plunged into the storm like the end of the world.

"It's crackling ..."

The sound of various energy explosions, like the firecrackers burning at the new year's node, rang one after another in the storm.

The liquid spirits have lost many of their spiritual deities. Under such crazy spell attacks, most of the liquid spirits have not escaped this disaster.

When the storm is about to extinguish, there are still no more than 20 figures standing in front of Lu Fuqiu.

"I killed ... four!"

Menghuang's face was full of sadness, and Yangtian sighed very sadly: "There is a magic weapon that is powerful, which makes people envy, envy and hate ..."