lost book

Chapter 73
Jiang Xiaowan flew back into the bowl, "Okay, Sister Lianqiao, I promise you, I will destroy that passage!" Jiang Ping comforted softly, and Lianqiao looked at Jiang Ping with tears in her eyes, "Really?"

"Seriously!" Jiang Ping said categorically.

"A gentleman's word!"

"It's hard to chase a horse!"

After getting an affirmative answer, Lian Qiao stood up with a smile, wiped off the tears on her face, stepped forward and took Jiang Ping's hand and said with a smile, "Let's go, Nanli, time is running out, we have to hurry up!"

"Are you okay?" Jiang Ping stared blankly at the smiling Lian Qiao and asked, "Huh? Something is wrong, I don't know what happened to Uncle Xiong and the others." Lian Qiao tugged at Jiang Ping's sleeve, "Hurry up Point! Whether you can save Uncle Xiong and the others is up to you!"

Jiang Ping was dragged out of the house by Lianqiao in a daze. Sure enough, women are unreliable. He was crying one second, and smiled happily the next second, "Hey, how do you know that Uncle Xiong and the others are all right? You just Are you sure that Mo Yu will let them go?" Jiang Ping asked suspiciously.

"It's very simple. Look at the Baicao bracelet on your hand. Every pattern on it represents the residents of this Baicao City. The green leaves represented by Uncle Xiong and his city defenders have not withered and dimmed. This means that they are still alive. Alive!" Lian Qiao shook the Baicao bracelet on her wrist and said.

Jiang Ping raised the Baicao bracelet on his wrist and looked at it carefully. Most of the dense and cumbersome green leaf texture had been extinguished, but there were still many bright green leaves. These green leaves represented Uncle Xiong and the others. The bright green bead on the back represents the ink language.

"Does this bracelet have the ability to locate?" Jiang Ping's heart suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly asked Lianqiao, "Don't worry, I understand what you mean, the Baicao bracelet is not as powerful as you imagined, and Moyu can't use the Baicao bracelet to find it." Uncle Xiong and the others!"

Jiang Ping secretly scolded himself for being stupid all his life, if the Baicao Bracelet really had this function, how could Moyu let Xiong Kaishan and the others live until now?

The two passed through the downtown of the poor alley, and returned to the silk language shop. The temperature in the secret room had obviously risen a lot. Lianqiao and Jiang Ping walked into the secret room, their brows furrowed unconsciously. Forsythia Its body is Moon Pomweed, and it is born with a strong sense of repulsion to flames.

Jiang Ping revealed the flame demon body, and the fiery red flames surrounded him and Lianqiao. Lianqiao felt the scorching temperature around him drop a lot in an instant. As Jiang Ping's cultivation deepened, the flames on his demon body became more and more solid , Even his face has revealed blurred facial features, which is a sign that he is about to transform into a foundation.

However, this foundation-building transformation is easy to say, but it is difficult to do. If acquired anti-nature is the most difficult hurdle for human monks, then foundation-building transformation is the most difficult hurdle for monster races. This kind of forced change of life structure His behavior can only be completed after experiencing the punishment of heaven.

"Sister Lianqiao, go out and wait for me first, leave the matter of the passage to me, and just protect me outside!" Jiang Ping signaled Lianqiao to go out, then turned and walked into the passage of the secret room.

Lian Qiao looked at Jiang Ping who was slowly walking into the passage, and for some reason, a trace of worry suddenly flashed in her heart. Jiang Ping walked into it facing the flames, and the moment Jiang Ping closed the door, a red lotus flew past Jiang Ping's back.

"Nanli! Come out quickly! There is a trace of karmic fire in there!" Lianqiao shouted loudly, but Jiang Ping had already closed the door of the passageway, the door was burned red, and it was difficult for Lianqiao to even get close, let alone open the door Pull back Jiang Ping.

"Nanli! Come out quickly." Lian Qiao sat on the ground weakly. She knew the red lotus, which she bought for Mo Yu from the auction house in Qingyan County. Among the red lotus, there were With a trace of karma.

If it was an ordinary flame, Forsythia would not have any worries. Jiang Ping was originally a fire demon, and he was born with the ability to control flames, but Karma is different. Karma is not comparable to ordinary fire. Karma is a heinous crime Invited spirit fire.

The fire of karma burns everything, the more sinful the person is, the more intense the fire of karma will burn, and even the soul of the other party will be completely incinerated by the fire of karma. When Mo Yu got this trace of karma, he didn't dare to touch it.

He just used pills to seal the red lotus with karmic fire in it. According to Mo Yu's words, this trace of karmic fire is beyond his reach. Even a strong man like Yan Moyu who is in the realm of demon and handsome can't avoid it. Burned by the fire of karma, Lianqiao didn't think Jiang Ping could survive it.

But now that Jiang Ping has entered the tunnel, she can only hope that Jiang Ping, as a fire demon, can withstand the burning of the karmic fire.

Jiang Ping walked into the passage facing the flames. The fiery red flames surrounded Jiang Ping like docile elves, without any intention of treating Jiang Ping as an enemy. This was all due to his talent in controlling fire.

Although this supernatural power seems to be no different from ordinary fire control techniques, only Jiang Ping knows that his fire control techniques can not only control the flames, but also control the flames to change into various forms, and even form spirit lines. Increase destructive power.

This kind of exquisite fire control technique is not comparable to the simple fire control technique. Jiang Ping keeps moving forward against the flame, and as it gets deeper, Jiang Ping feels that the flame he controls becomes more and more active.

Jiang Ping could only increase the demon power to control the flame. When he was about to approach the center of the passage, the flame did not listen to the control at all, and collided with the flame that Jiang Ping controlled before.

"Boom!" The flame collided with the flame, and there was a shock in the distance. Jiang Ping forcibly carried the pressure of the flame, and approached the flag in the center of the passage step by step, because the passage was almost straight.

Jiang Ping could only rely on brute force to grab onto the wall with his palm. His palm left a deep grip on it. As the pressure increased, Jiang Ping felt that his falling momentum was stopped. He simply let go of his palm and allowed himself to fall deeper.

But even if he let go of his hand, the pressure generated by the flame confrontation still prevented him from falling. Jiang Ping's heart swayed, and his feet stood out of thin air, "Kuang Lin stepped on the ground!"

The flames on Jiang Ping's legs turned golden red, and the flames surrounding him formed a pair of huge hooves, wrapped around Jiang Ping's legs, and stepped down fiercely.

"Break!" Jiang Ping yelled, his legs were like two heavy hammers, crushing the violent flames directly, and fell towards the center of the passage, "Boom!" The red lotus floated in front of his eyes.

And the core array flag of the underground passage is just above the red lotus, with bright white flames floating around, Jiang Ping released a trace of spiritual consciousness, wanting to touch the core array flag, the spiritual consciousness slowly approached the red lotus , but before the spiritual consciousness approached, it was completely burned by the bright white flames around it.

Jiang Ping's ray of spiritual consciousness was destroyed, but Bright Flame did not give up, but followed the burned spiritual consciousness, trying to invade Jiang Ping's sea of ​​consciousness and erode his soul. Jiang Ping hastily disconnected himself from the ray of consciousness. Connections between consciousnesses.

(End of this chapter)