After more than an hour of fighting, Wan Xueqing felt the true yuan in her body gushing out like a flood of embankment, so she immersed her divine sense into the storage bracelet on her right wrist, and found that the inner crystal 'jade' was also greatly damaged.

Wan Xueqing hesitated, his right wrist flicked, and a spirit pill the size of a dragon's eye, red all over his body, and exuding a refreshing aroma suddenly appeared in his right hand.

Wan Xueqing put the red 'color' elixir into her mouth, chewed it quickly, and swallowed it.

"Mushroom elixir." Feng Fan secretly snorted, and couldn't help but 'show' a wry smile on his face.Originally, in the midst of this more than an hour of 'fierce' fighting, Feng Fan had already consumed almost the opponent's True Yuan and Crystal 'Jade'.

Seeing that the opponent had no longer taken out the crystal 'jade', Feng Fan thought that the opportunity to defeat the opponent was about to come, but he didn't expect that the opponent had taken another mushroom leaf elixir.Wan Xueqing, as a Yuan Infant Cultivator, could instantly replenish most of the true yuan by taking this five-grade spirit pill.

Wan Xueqing, who had already replenished most of the lost true yuan, had a 'yin' cold at the corner of her mouth, her face was a little hideous, and her hands quickly pinched the law decision.

The red 'color' ball of light is like a fierce beast.It wants to absorb all the surrounding spiritual energy.In a few breaths.The breath in the light ball rises rapidly.The peak level of the late Yuan Infant, the early initial level of Dacheng, and the peak level of the early stage of Dacheng.When the breath of a monk of this level is emanated from it.The red 'color' ball of light suddenly stops.The surrounding vortex suddenly disappears at this moment.The red 'colored' ball of light exudes a terrifying fiery aura.

"Superior Spells.Hellfire." Xu Hanyang, who was watching, transmitted the divine sense to the gray-clothed old man beside him at this time.

"That's right, casting this spell can increase the attack power to a level beyond one's own cultivation, that is, as the peak level of the late Yuan Infant stage, Wan Xueqing can use the attack power of this spell, which is equivalent to the strength of the early peak level monk of Dacheng." Seeing that the scene became more 'excited', and hearing the transmission of Xu Hanyang, the old man in gray returned with a smile.

"It's just that Cheng Haoxuan's Xuan Tortoise Shell seems to have a strong defense against the owner of this super-level attack, so Wan Xueqing may not be able to gain the upper hand." Xu Hanyang is the same as the old man in gray.

"The owner of the island has a point." The old man in gray nodded.

Wan Xueqing held her hands in her hands, the red 'color' ball of light rose one after another, and the ten thousand red rays scattered out, and the temperature of the surrounding space slowly rose at this moment.

"Cheng Haoxuan, let's taste the power of the Hellfire Dafa." Wan Xueqing raised her willow eyebrows and roared angrily.There was a faint pride and a little coldness in her words.Then she opened her mouth and spewed out a stream of 'essence' qi towards the red 'color' light ball in the air.The red 'color' light ball swelled into a behemoth the size of a zhang.The surrounding temperature rose further.It seemed that this area had become a place scorched by the scorching sun.

"Go." Wan Xueqing's heart moved.The Lonely Soul Corpse King was suddenly put into the storage bracelet.Then the words of killing intent came out of Wan Xueqing's mouth.Lingering in Feng Fan's ears.

The red 'color' ball of light 'extracted' nearly a quarter of the true yuan in Wan Xueqing's body and then flew towards Feng Fan.In the void, it quickly dispersed, turning into a rain of fire.The temperature of the surrounding space rose suddenly.This area seemed to become a fire purgatory.

Feeling the attack power emanating from the rain of fire in the sky, which was equivalent to that of a peak level monk in the early stage of Dacheng, Feng Fan's face was solemnly pointed at the Xuan Tortoise Shell.

"Crackling...... "Countless muffled sounds were heard endlessly, when the rain of fire hit the tortoise shell." A small amount of fire rain unexpectedly bypassed the Xuan Tortoise Shell and directly hit Feng Fan's True Yuan Imperial Cover.

"Boom...... Feng Fan's True Yuan Imperial Cover collapsed in a very short period of time after experiencing an attack that exceeded the strongest strength he could exert by half a level, and the few fire rains slammed into Feng Fan's body.

The moment the rain of fire touched Feng Fan's body, a layer of light condensed by purple 'color' light suddenly appeared on the surface of Feng Fan's body, and the breath of a seventh-rank sea beast surged out.

In less than a breath, the rain of fire shattered the purple 'color' light mask, and its remaining strength was almost exhausted.

Feng Fan's body trembled slightly, and then returned to normal, although the attack power equivalent to the peak level monk in the early stage of Dacheng hit Feng Fan after continuously defeating the defenses generated by Feng Fan's True Yuan Imperial Cover and Inner Armor, but because Feng Fan's body was extremely strong, he did not suffer internal injuries, but Feng Fan felt the stinging pain of the hit part at this time, and there was a feeling of being stabbed by multiple sharp objects.

The rain of fire that hit the surface of the tortoise shell with a green 'color' light array disappeared for a while, and the green 'color' light array collapsed, and the remaining fire rain was fiercely loaded on the turtle shell itself.

Although the tortoise shell can withstand the attacks of a cultivator who is half a level higher than the user, it is difficult to keep the light array on its surface intact.

Feng Fan pointed at the Xuan Tortoise Shell, and a stream of the five elements of the Xuan Tortoise Shell swarmed out. When this True Yuan was quickly absorbed by the Xuan Tortoise Shell, the face of the Xuan Tortoise Shell gradually changed back to its original green color.

Wan Xueqing was extremely depressed at this time.Just now, she lost nearly a quarter of her True Yuan and cast a super-level spell, Hellfire Dafa.I thought I would be able to injure the opponent.I didn't expect to be blocked by the opponent's extremely strong turtle shell.

What made Wan Xueqing feel the most incredible was that after the opponent's True Yuan Imperial Cover was defeated, the hellfire was actually blocked by an inner armor worn by the opponent.

But even so, in the end, the hellfire still broke the defenses of the inner armor, but after the remnants of the power hit the opponent, the opponent's body seemed to be made of steel, and there was no reaction at all.

Of course, Wan Xueqing didn't know that this monk named "Cheng Haoxuan" had cultivated the Immortal Demon Realm's Forging Body Technique.

After the fire rain was all gone, Wan Xueqing's face was ugly, and her hands pinched the spell again, and once again cast this kind of super-level spell against the sky, but this time Wan Xueqing consumed almost one-third of her true element.

The fire dragon opened its teeth and claws, showing its hideousness, mercilessly slammed into the tortoise shell, and a shocking force slammed into the green 'colored' tortoise shell.

Seeing that the opponent was already desperate, Feng Fan didn't dare to hold it up, and quickly injected the true yuan into the Xuan Tortoise Shell a few feet away in front of him.

Countless sparks splashed in all directions, and the violent spiritual power 'waves' made many of the monks around them suddenly 'color' change.This is beyond the scope of the competition of Yuanying-level monks.The strength of both sides has surpassed this level.One has exerted the strength equivalent to the initial level of Dacheng.The other is equivalent to the strength of a monk with the peak level of the early Dacheng.

Although the fire dragon is still fierce, it is gradually shrinking, and if it finally disappears, this attack will be over, and the tortoise shell, although it looks a little weak, has a long defense, and under the fierce attack of the fierce fire dragon again and again, it can barely stay in the original position.

Wan Xueqing's face was extremely stiff, and even if the fire dragon disappeared in the end, the opponent might not be hurt in any way, at most, the true yuan was lost. Wan Xueqing never thought that she was qualified to compete with this Cheng Haoxuan for the true yuan.

At this time, Wan Xueqing has already lost most of her true yuan, if she can't defeat her opponent quickly, she will fall into an extremely passive position, and it is very likely that she will be defeated by her opponent in a very short time, and it is a fiasco.

The red 'colored' fire dragon slapped the turtle shell with a pair of giant claws.The seemingly thin green 'color' tortoise shell was still powerful under the fierce slap of its giant claws.It had no intention of retreating.It stubbornly resisted the ravages of the red-colored beast on the opposite side.

As the dragon shrinks, it eventually becomes a small dragon that is a few inches long, and its body changes from red to red, and finally it seems to be transparent.

"If you are not defeated, don't force support, admit defeat as soon as possible, otherwise you will hurt your fellow Daoists." Seeing that the powerful attack sent by the opponent was about to collapse, and swept it with his divine sense, Feng Fan, who found that Wan Xueqing's true yuan had lost a lot, deliberately sneered at this time, because if he could 'provoke' the opponent's anger and make the opponent lose his mind, it would be possible to win faster.

"Let me surrender." Wan Xueqing glared at Feng Fan resentfully, gritted her teeth and said, Wan Xueqing then pinched the trick with one hand. Fans' you fire dragon exploded in an instant.

The huge force rushed towards the Xuan Tortoise Shell, and actually knocked back this extremely powerful ancient treasure by a foot, before it stopped, and a residual force passed through the ancient treasure and hit Feng Fan's True Yuan Imperial Shield, causing the cyan 'color' light shield to tremble slightly.