The Pure Fire Red Lotus, with the golden flame of the sun as the core, all kinds of flames as the skeleton, and the origin of the fire as the lotus petals, slowly closes to enclose the dark fire formed by the Netherworld Spell.

This time, it was like a dark cloud covering the moon, and it was like a heavenly dog eating food, and the whole world suddenly darkened.

All the flames, all the light, condensed into a single point, and at the center of it, the blue light contended with the righteous flame.

"Whew~"

Almost at the same time, at the moment when Zhang Fan made a move, the four Jiedan Grandmasters slowly withdrew their supernatural powers and watched Zhang Fan's movements.

They've probably never cared so much about a foundation building monk since they got married, right?

Zhang Fan didn't feel any glory or vigilance, the moment the ghost fire came into contact with his flame supernatural power, he knew why Ling Fengxiao and the others cared so much.

This Nether Spell is indeed a masterpiece!

Before this will be launched, before it reaches the peak of its power, it encounters Zhang Fan's Zhengda flame, which is completely restrained by it, but it can still compete against each other without losing the slightest advantage, if it really breaks out, what kind of horror will it be?

Just as he was thinking this, the Pure Fire Red Lotus suddenly trembled violently, and a faint blue light faintly revealed, as if it was about to explode the entire lotus flower.

"Ho~"

Seeing this, Zhang Fan didn't dare to stay any longer, and a line of fire suddenly flew out of his fingertips, and was connected to the Pure Fire Red Lotus from afar, and the golden red light suddenly became great.

The almost endless power of the fire source came out of his body, and he was endlessly thrown into the Pure Fire Red Lotus, holding each other and consuming each other, one dark blue and one golden red, one inside and one outside, two flames, and suddenly froze.

At this time, Zhang Fan secretly cursed in his heart, Ling Fengxiao and the others really underestimated this Netherworld Spell.

He dared to say that in the entire heaven and earth, whether on the surface or underground, there were only a few people who could use the foundation building period to contend with this ghostly fire.

Zhang Fan used the Sun Golden Flame as the foundation to form the Pure Fire Red Lotus, and at this time, he kept extracting the power of the fire source from the Nine Flame Dragon Balls, so he could resist it, if it was someone else, how could it be possible?

Ling Fengxiao and the others were overly cautious, the ghost fire formed by this Nether Spell was not enough to compete with under normal circumstances.

At this time, they obviously also discovered this, Zhang Fan's flame magic power has far exceeded their expectations, but judging from the results, it is not stable enough, back and forth, if you are not careful, it will be the end of everyone's death.

For a while, I couldn't help but turn pale, and infinite remorse welled up in my heart.

Especially Ling Fengxiao, at this time, he was even more eager to go back in time, even if he took a little more risks, he had to invite a Sect Master who specialized in cultivating fire supernatural powers.

The current situation naturally can't hide from their eyes. The two have formed a stalemate, and it depends on who can hold out for a long time.

After all, the ghost fire is a rootless wood and sourceless water, and there will always be an end of time, but Zhang Fan is only a foundation building Great Perfection monk, and there is no Sect Master Jiedan to communicate heaven and earth with Jindan, and the lasting combat power is almost endless.

It's hard to say whether it's going to be successful or not!

Unlike them, Zhang Fan made up his mind at this time.

As long as he can stalemate with it, then there will be nothing, and in terms of the lasting combat power of the flames, even the Sect Master is not as good as him.

The Flame Dragon Yuan in the Nine Flame Dragon Balls, the Origin Fire of the Fire Spirit Beads, the Sun Golden Flame of the Three-Legged Golden Wufa Phase, and the sufficient spiritual power supply of the Jie Dan clone...... His hole cards, too many.

Time passed minute by minute, and there was no sound in the field, only the occasional sweat dripping sound.

On top of the altar that had almost completely collapsed, the Pure Fire Red Lotus had condensed into a shape like a flower bone, and the faint green color in it was gradually invisible.

"Whew~"

The sound of a long breath sounded at the same time.

At this time, Ling Fengxiao and the others finally put their minds at ease, and so far, the ghost fire has shown a declining trend, but Zhang Fan has no signs of exhaustion, it can be said that the general trend has been decided.

Couldn't help but look at Zhang Fan with gratitude and regret in his gaze, and the taste was that he himself couldn't tell the truth.

"Whew!"

In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Fan suddenly let out a soft shout.

What came out was a dazzling line of fire like gold. This line of fire passed by suddenly, and everyone only felt that with a flower in front of them, they had all disappeared into the Pure Fire Red Lotus.

At the same time, Zhang Fan reaped his merits, the flames around him were exhausted, and he stood with his hands in his hands, indescribably leisurely, not at all as if he had exhausted his spiritual power, which was in stark contrast to the dust waves that had just finished splitting the water and breaking the waves, and had not recovered until now.

But the crowd had no time to pay attention to him, and on the altar, there was a sudden change.

The terrible ghost cried, and the infinite resentment burst out in an instant, spreading over the entire floating island.

One phantom after another, appearing above the Pure Fire Red Lotus:

There are men and women, old and young, the men are burly and wonderful, the women are delicate, the old are old and dying, and the young are ignorant babies.

- It's people!

There are big and small, or fly or run, the big one covers the sky, the small one holds it, the flyer skies through the air, and the runner chases the wind and tiptoes the shadow.

- This is a wild beast!

Countless objects of blood sacrifice, as if liberated, emerged one after another, revealing their last appearance before death, and then the flames licked and burned out.

"Boom~"

When the phantom no longer appeared, as if the mission had been completed, the Pure Fire Red Lotus suddenly dispersed, and the sudden burst of flame whirlwind annihilated the last bit of ghostly fire.

With the annihilation of the ghostly fire and the breaking of the nether spell, the entire floating island also suddenly changed.

First it shook like an earthquake, then it roared like a volcano, and finally, as if the whole world was shattered, falling apart as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking.

Zhang Fan was frightened, raised his eyes, but saw that Ling Fengxiao and the others were leisurely and complacent, and did not put it in their eyes, so he was sure in his heart and let go of his heart.

Sure enough, at the same time as the floating island collapsed, Zhang Fan only felt as if he had broken through a certain layer of film, and the whole world suddenly became clear, and there was no other discomfort.

"It's ......"

At first glance, everyone was surprised, and then happy, knowing that they had arrived at the place.

The world in front of me had changed, and it looked vaguely similar to what I had seen outside the real water barrier before.

A steep mountain stands at present, the mountain is fluttering and fluttering with immortal air, the whole body is grandiose and windy, and there is no saga and precipitous, only feel that the fairyland of the world is nothing more than that.

The bamboo path of Songpo is quiet and elegant, and it is really the abode of the gods.

In this dangerous place of the black water spring, where is there any other possibility to appear in such a spiritual mountain fairyland?

The place where the Black Evil Ancestor sits, the secret treasure treasures the fragments of the world!

If not, there is a yellow sand, like a river surrounding the mountain, everyone is afraid that they can't help but climb it directly, where will they still stumble here.

"Yellow sand of the earth!"

"This is the Yellow Sand of the Earth that the Black Demon Ancestor said!"

Ling Feng looked at the yellow sand river in front of him and muttered for a while, and suddenly stepped out, like an elephant running and trampling wildly, and the earth trembled.

Streams of black water rose from the ground and spread, rushing directly into the yellow sand river.

As soon as they entered, less than a breath of time, everyone's faces suddenly changed color.

But a drop, just a drop inside, a storm of sand and dust broke out, the wind swept through the yellow sand, and the entire immortal mountain was completely blinded, as if countless yellow dragons were raging, extincting everything.

After a while, when the dust settled, when he raised his eyes and looked again, the yellow sand river had calmed down, and the black water magic power emitted by Ling Fengxiao was gone, and not even a trace of it was left.

Seeing this, Ling Feng was not surprised, but said indifferently: "It is worthy of the earth yellow sand formed by the Black Demon Ancestor to attract the power of the world fragments, it is really powerful!"

At the previous moment, everyone could see it clearly, fearing that if any foreign object entered, it would provoke a terrifying storm of sand and dust and tear the entrant to pieces.

Even if a few Jie Dan Grandmasters can resist for a while by relying on the power of magic weapons, they don't know if they can persist until they pass, and if they can't, they will inevitably die.

"Xue Ningbing, I'll leave it to you!"

After Ling Fengxiao was tentative, he looked back and said.

Xue Ning laughed coldly, but she didn't look for trouble at this time, but pointed coldly: "Let's do it!"

Her fingers were white and bloodless, and a touch of black seemed to be buried under the skin, looking dark and deep, and there was no charm compared to pure snow white.

She pointed at someone else, it was Li Chun!

"What means does he have?"

Zhang Fan's eyes froze, and he also looked at him.

Li Chun had a relationship a few years ago, and his earth escape technique is indeed good, if he is the only one, he will not be difficult to pass through the yellow sand of this land with his earth escape magic power.

But it is not easy to carry so many people, even if you can carry one or two people, it is useless.

With the delicate relationship between Ling Fengxiao and the others, they could only enter together, if it was one or two people, I am afraid that the others would not be at ease!

Under the eyes of everyone, Li Chun, who had been bowing his head and being silent after arriving here, suddenly raised his head, looked directly into Xue Ningbing's eyes, and said word by word:

"Give me the secret treasure of my clan!"

"The secret treasure of the clan?

Obviously, the secret treasure of the clan in Li Chun's mouth is the key to his ability to carry everyone through at one time!

"What treasure is so remarkable?"

Even Ling Fengxiao and Shui Gong Shui Po also looked at Xue Ningbing curiously, obviously very curious about what she could come up with.

"Humph!"

Snorted coldly, Xue Ningbing didn't say anything, just threw it in his hand, and a little earthy yellow brilliance flashed and fell in front of Li Chun.

"The secret treasure of the clan - the Wutu Ring!"

Almost with a reverent attitude, Li Chun took the earthy yellow brilliance in his hand and muttered in his mouth.

"Huh?!"

As soon as the Wutu Ring in his mouth fell into everyone's eyes, he suddenly made a sound of surprise, except for the dust waves that he didn't know and the snow and ice that he had already known, everyone else was moved at the same time.

"It's it!"

The ascetic man and Zhang Fan recognized what the so-called Wutu ring was at the same time.

"How can the Earth Ring end up in your hands?"

After being frightened, a cold question suddenly came out of Ling Fengxiao's mouth, and the aura of tranquility pointed directly at the snow and ice.

(To be continued)