Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 69

The bloodline supernatural power of the Consonance beast family is the Consonance Eye.Lingximu can break through illusions and illusions, break through illusions, and see the true state of all things.

There are similarities between the Lingxi Eye and the Bingpo Eye of the Bingfeng Clan, but each has its own strengths.The consonant eye breaks the illusion, the illusion that the ice soul cannot see through, the consonant eye can see.But if something is covered in front of the illusion, Lingximu will be powerless, while Bingpomu can see through it.

For example, the magic weapon stored in the dantian by a monk cannot be seen by Lingximu, but it can be seen by Bingpomu.But if the magic weapon is taken out of the monk's dantian and transformed into a bewitching beauty, what appears in Lingxi's eyes is the magic weapon itself, and although Bingpo's eyes can detect the difference, what appears in the eyes may still be that beautiful beauty .

There are still some differences, but I can't bear to distinguish them at this moment.

An Qingli remembered Xiao Jintan's suggestion just now, try to communicate with the magma-like little fireman outside.

"Seniors outside, don't intend to disturb, can you tell me what you need, I will try my best to satisfy it!"

An Qingli directly stated the conditions, the Rootless Flame was conceived by heaven and earth, and since it has been able to condense into a human form, it has opened its spiritual wisdom, and it should be able to understand the meaning of her words.

No one answered.

The sea of ​​flames became more and more intense, as if it was competing with this space fairy, and vowed to completely burn this space fairy to ashes.

The space celestial artifacts are also competing, the hidden airflow is getting smaller and smaller by the fire, and then suddenly expands, as if trying to maintain its hidden state, unwilling to change back to the original round bead.

When An Qingli got this mustard space, it was just an ordinary round bead.

"Fight!"

An Qingli gritted her teeth, and with a thought, all the water flow in the space was instantly condensed, and even the ice water in the cold pool was swept away, leaving only the lonely cold bed and ice beads.

By the way, An Qingli paid attention to the cold bed and ice beads, and was ready to use these icy things at any time to deal with the astonishingly hot red fire outside.

The huge water ball, as heavy as a mountain, covered the land for several miles, spinning faintly in the low sky, startling all the monsters in the space, roaring in terror again.

With another thought, the huge water polo burst out of the space, and An Qingli, who was self-defense with five layers of arrays, stared and waited, and then came out.

The moment the huge water polo came out of the space, there was only water flooding the sea of ​​fire, as if at a height of [-] meters, countless water arrows suddenly shot out from a ball of flames, bursting out an incomparably gorgeous water curtain fireworks.

It is a wonderful sight to have water in fire.That's all because the strange fire enveloped the mustard space, and enveloped the huge water ball that burst out from the mustard space.

When the fire raged, the huge water ball scattered into majestic water vapor, as if a dam had burst its embankment, and it was so vast that it didn't know how many miles.

The fire suddenly subsided, and the water vapor was huge.

It turns out that this strange fire also has a fatal weakness, it can even be extinguished by ordinary water, it is completely different from her domineering black ghost fire.Her Nether Fire, even though its rank is still very low, does not show any signs of decline in Yu Fanshui.

If so, the extremely hot water vapor destroyed the double array on An Qingli's body in the blink of an eye.

It is indeed a different fire!
The temperature is astonishingly high.

The scorching hot steam still enveloped An Qingli, and it was about to destroy the third formation.

The teleportation talisman has been activated, and with An Qingli, who has only two defensive formations left, through the high-temperature water mist, it is unknown where it will be taken.

A high-level teleportation amulet can be moved forty miles away.

An Qingli, who was barely able to stabilize his figure, only had a layer of self-defense left, only felt dizzy, and should still be at a very high place, so he immediately called out the tree house, dodged into the tree house, protected by the tree house, and went straight to the tree house. fall.

The fall was no more than three hundred feet.

With a bang, the fire started again.

It turned out that there was a fire outside the tree house, and the fire was raging, making the tree house crackle.

This strange fire came so fast!
An Qingli was startled.

"Qingli!" Little Lingxi uttered again immediately, "The treehouse didn't catch fire, it was the fire sticking to the outside of the treehouse."

An Qingli understood, she dodged back to the mustard space, and with another thought, she took back the tree house that had been burned by fire.

The tree house, which was originally exquisite and bright, retracted to the size of a palm, and lay on an open space in the mustard space. The outside was scorched black, like a coke, and black smoke was still rising from above.

An Qingli, who was in the space, immediately took out the huge cold stone and threw it out of the space, and then the mustard space formed an air current, tightly attached to the depression of the cold stone.

The cold stone was bulky and cold, and fell at an accelerated rate, but it was roasted by the surrounding flames, making a "hissing" sound, and the water mist was even thicker than before.

The fire was suppressed by the cold air of the cold stone, and it instantly slumped.

Little Lingxi said again: "Qingli, we have already escaped temporarily, the little fire man was burned by the cold air, and his color became quite dim, but he caught up again and was still breathing fire at us."

The cold stone weighing several tons is dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's a spirit body, and the spirit body is impermanent, so it's possible to deal with it?" An Qingli asked Xiao Jintan anxiously.

Xiao Jintan said: "This spirit body, if it can successfully trap it in the formation, it should be fine. If it is not trapped, it may have roasted the formation plate."

"Then try."

An Qingli immediately took out two eighth-level formations, one of which was the eighth-level Jiuqu Yellow River formation.

This strange fire is afraid of water, An Qingli intends to use an eighth-order array as bait first, and the nine-curved Yellow River array will act as the real killing move.

The sixth-level killing array can trap and kill ordinary Nascent Soul monks, and the eighth-level killing array can trap and kill Huashen monks, but the prerequisite is to trap Huashen monks.

Holding the two-eighth-order formation disk in his hand, An Qingli asked Xiao Lingxi again: "Where is the spirit body now?"

Xiao Lingxi raised her head and said, "It's up there, about forty feet away."

The cold stone fell sharply, and the strange fire followed closely.

"Thirty feet!"

"Twenty feet!"

"Ten feet!"

"It's ready" to breathe fire!

An Qingli's gaze sharpened, and the eighth-order killing array immediately came out of the space.

That little fire man was angry and happy, this human cub, there are so many good things!
The little fire man opened his mouth, and spit out a ferocious fire dragon ten feet long.

The eighth-order killing array was facing the raging fire, and it was activated in an instant. It was about to shake out the light curtain, but it was lifted by the raging fire, and the light curtain split instantly.

The eighth-order killing formation trembled furiously, and finally a ball of spherical light curtain was aroused, trapping the strange fire inside.

Within the light curtain, sword blades are everywhere, and the handle and blade are comparable to the power of low-grade Lingbao.

The blades of the sword were as dense as rain, cutting the magma-like little fireman into pieces and flying in all directions in an instant.

"Is it safe?" Xiao Jintan asked anxiously.

"Not yet." An Qingli, who was outside the light curtain, recalled the much damaged Hanshi, stared at the scattered sparks in the killing array, and said: "Strength and weakness are relative, and there is a saying of mutual generation and mutual restraint. Eight The high-level killing formation can trap and kill even the monks who transform the spirit, but the strange fire is powerful, not to mention the birth of spiritual wisdom, it is even more difficult to guess."

Little Lingxi suddenly said: "Not good, part of it escaped!"

(End of this chapter)