She had already calculated that it would not be difficult to find a way out. Especially after cooperating with Deadwood Rong and fighting Suzaku, she is even more sure of ninety percent. It's just that she didn't expect Dead Murong to suddenly turn against the water and trap her in the cage and become the "fire source" of Suzaku.

But even so, she still has the means to try, but it takes a long time. By the time she goes out, Dead Murong may have recovered the strength of Jindan Shuanghua, and it will be very difficult to kill him again.

She thought about the time for a breath and quickly decided that there could be no better way.

"Huang Lu, how long will it take for you to break this formation again, what if it is the third time, the fourth time?"

The first time she broke the formation, it cost Huang Lu a lot of energy, and now she is still dizzy, extremely thirsty and sleepy, and if she comes again in a short time, she is afraid that she will die of mental exhaustion. Is it going to be a third time, a fourth time? Is this still the end? She replied with an ugly face:

"Maybe two hours. You must settle for an hour before you can recover your mental strength. If there is a third or fourth time, I am afraid it will take longer. ”

But how long it will take to continue to break the formation, she is not sure, and she dare not say.

Lian Ling's hand flashed, and a jade bottle was sent to Huang Lu's hand out of thin air, and there were dozens of refreshing pills in the bottle. This elixir does restore consciousness quickly, but after taking the pill for four hours, it is necessary to sleep for more than four hours to avoid side effects.

"I need to crack this array at least ten times in a row before I can get out. ”

Lian Ling's eyes were fixed on the flames of the remnant soul of the Vermilion Bird above his head, and the anxiety in his eyes gradually faded.

She had always been uneasy, and since she had found the best solution she could find, she just followed it.

Fortunately, although this Suzaku remnant soul is obsessed, it does not have much spiritual wisdom. Otherwise, the other party keeps changing their ways to fight against her, and it is impossible to calculate how long it will take.

"If you take Dan once, you should be able to crack it twice. It took six hours. Then sleep for four hours. There are two more hours of pranayama recuperation. In this cycle, I will be able to get out of trouble in five days at the earliest. ”

Huang Lu nodded and said, "I have no problem." It's just that I don't know if the palace master's Shura Lan body will have an accident if he is trapped in this fire cage?"

Lian Ling indifferently wiped the messy hair hanging down from his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Dead Murong has been trapped here for more than a year, can't I hold on for five days?"

In fact, it can't be compared like this. The body of the Tree Folk and her Shura Lan have their own strengths. But the vitality of the tree is far superior to that of the Shuralan, like the contrast between a towering tree and a clump of vines.

But Huang Lu was convinced. With her impatience, if she were to change her own body to suffer in the depths of this sea of fire, she would struggle frantically at most, and she would definitely not be able to come up with a solution that would take days to deal with it.

Lian Ling is always in danger and in danger, and she does things in an orderly manner, so she can't accept it.

Huang Lu, the Nineteenth, and Lian Ling each took pills and meditated. After two full hours, Huang Lu and the Nineteenth finally broke the Great Array again with a heavy sweat, and the connection between Lian Ling's Shura Lan Body and the Vermilion Bird Palace was temporarily interrupted.

Breaking through this formation was not enough to free her Shura Lan body from the entanglement of the Suzaku remnant soul, but it could interrupt the supply of Aoki's aura for a short period of time, making the Suzaku remnant body weak.

With a quick move, a vine on the Shura Lan naturally curled, grabbed the white cat that was shivering between the branches and leaves, and sent it to herself.

Qin Zunyang said: "There will be doom if you enter, and you can solve it with killing." Lian Ling has long realized that the key to leaving here is in this fat cat who bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard. It's just that he has to cooperate obediently.

Lian Ling pinched the fur on the back of his neck, picked it up to face him, and said, "It is said that the divine soul of the ancient holy beast cannot be refined, and it cannot be sent into reincarnation. But the spirits of the holy beasts can devour each other?"

Records related to ancient holy beasts are rare in Xuanmen, and there are even signs of being actively removed. This is because these sacred beasts are the power that the imperial court and other big forces compete for. For them, authority is the door. Of course, they have to take all these things into their own hands.

Even though there are many records related to holy beasts that have been handed down from ancient times to the present, the successive dynasties have also found a little bit of elimination, and gradually there is less and less information circulating on the rivers and lakes.

But Qin Zunyang is an outlier. It is said that he went in and out of the palace treasury as if he were in a no-man's land, so he "brought" a lot of good things, including some rare secrets. He also particularly enjoys collecting content related to sacred beasts.

According to his understanding, the divine soul of the ancient holy beast can be shattered and split, but it cannot be destroyed, which is incomprehensible. Even if they are turned into pieces, they are always together, have automatic aggregation, and attract each other.

All Ancient Sacred Beasts are created by splitting from the same mother, and this beast is called a "Mother Beast". But what the she-beast looks like and what power she has, it is impossible to test. Because of this, even the divine souls of different holy beasts can devour each other.

Lian Ling guessed that the reason why Qin Zunyang told him to bring the killing was precisely to use the killing to devour the remnants of the Vermilion Bird. Otherwise, these remnant souls cannot be tamed, refined, killed, or disposed of. It's just that she didn't take the initiative to explain this matter to Deadwood Rong.

Sakae Deadwood didn't know anything about it. It was only after he had repeatedly tried here for a year that he found that it was impossible to kill this Suzaku remnant, so he decided to give up the Suzaku remnant and trap Lian Ling here to get out by himself.

"So as long as you devour the remnant soul of the Vermilion Bird here, your divine soul can be condensed a lot?" Lian Ling asked as he stared at the turtle-like killing of the shrunken head.

The look of killing was extraordinary. When hunting blood food in the demon world, he looked like he was invincible, and Lao Tzu was the best in the world. After he was full, he became a lazy and cynical outsider. But after being thrown into the Vermilion Bird Palace by Lian Ling, he has been trying his best to restrain his breath, hiding in Tibet, and he is extremely afraid. Hearing Lian Ling say this, he replied with a crying voice:

"Don't make a mistake! Although this Suzaku remnant soul doesn't have spiritual intelligence, its soul power is much stronger than mine, and it should have lost its sanity when it split, but the madness is even worse. If she is targeted, it is not me who devours her, but she devours me!"

Lian Ling stroked the soft cat hair on the top of his head between his ears and said with a smile: "You don't have to fight with her." Just hide and wait for me to shatter her spirit, and then you can rush up and devour a small piece and exit as quickly as possible. ”

This is exactly what Lian Ling planned. If she can smash Suzaku's spirit core every time, she will take advantage of the gap where the other party has not yet gathered, and let the killing attack strike. Although it is impossible to devour all of her, as long as it can devour a part of her whole body, she will retreat. In this cycle, then sooner or later she will be able to destroy all the remnants of the Suzaku soul, and the remaining Suzaku remnants will naturally be subdued.

The plan sounds simple, but the risks are still enormous. After all, Suzaku is immortal and immortal, but Lian Ling is not. She can only accumulate a small victory if she wins once, but as long as she misses once, her personal damage is secondary, and her soul may be devoured by Suzaku instead. Then her Shura Lan will truly become the "fire source" of Suzaku, and it will never recover.

The strength of the two sides is between Zhong Bo, and she must win ten times in a row, and she can't miss a single one!

The fat cat rolled his eyes and couldn't help but stretch out his tongue full of barbs and lick it around his mouth. The Holy Beast Remnant Soul was originally the best food for the Remnant Soul of other Holy Beasts, and this taste was not at all comparable to the flesh and blood of any ordinary creature. If it weren't for the fear of death, he would not have resisted such a temptation.

Before he could say anything, he was lightly thrown by Lian Ling, like a white hairball being thrown high, and flew directly towards the center of the flame above his head.

"Didn't you say I'd hide aside!"

Before he could turn his mind, he found himself under a strange night sky, lying on a lava field that was still warm and not completely solidified.

A brilliant red flame was gathering in front of him, and it quickly condensed into a graceful and luxurious woman dressed in a phoenix crown.

His gaze swept in, but more often than not, as if he had seen the most delicious food in the world, his eyes shining with a blazing light. Then she let out a scream, and her body flew into the air like a flame, turning into a large flaming bird, and flying towards him at great speed.

He saw that the remnants of Suzaku had arrived in front of him, and he was terrified!

I saw that her fiery eyes bulged like two red lanterns, and there was a dazzling spiritual core in the center of her eyebrows. Two large blade-like beaks opened to reveal an unfathomable blood-colored throat. The raging air poured into his throat, screaming in terror.

Seeing that he was about to be devoured, Lian Ling, who was wearing a colorful spirit silkworm treasure robe, suddenly showed his figure in mid-air. The goddess volleyed in the air, ethereal like flowing clouds, brilliant as the glow, and the fish-scale long sword in her hand was cold and cold, just stabbing the spiritual core of the Vermilion Bird's eyebrows.