Chapter 570 Fire Spirit

In the blazing sea of ​​flames, a phantom several feet long sprang out suddenly, rolling up the scorching flames and roaring towards it.

Zhang Qingyuan's face darkened,

With a pinch of the sword art, a sword shadow immediately appeared out of thin air, and with a whistling sound, it tore through the air, and suddenly shot out like lightning, piercing through the attacking figure in an instant.

laugh!

The space seemed to be torn apart by the azure blue sword light, and the phantom of the blazing flame suddenly stagnated, but a sword mark was split from the beginning to the end, and the gushing flame swept in all directions from the crack. Like a punctured balloon, it dissipated in just a few breaths.

One sword will kill the unknown monsters coming,

Wu Shanming and Fei Tianshu beside them also woke up one after another, and the real vitality around them swept away and repelled them away. At the same time, their spiritual consciousness spread and swept away, constantly scanning around.

It's just that within the range of several miles, nothing was found.

"what is this?"

The attacking monster was wiped out, but a thumb-sized red bead was left in place, exuding a strong aura of fire spirit power.

"The fire spirit power condensed into substance, it seems that the previous monster should be a monster like fire spirit!"

Wu Shanming identified it carefully, and spoke authentically.

"Fire spirit?"

While speaking, Zhang Qingyuan raised his eyebrows.

He casually slapped his palm towards the surrounding void, and there was a clattering sound immediately, the air seemed to turn into thick water flow, and the heavy water flow converged into an invisible big hand to grab the void on one side, turning the space like Captured in the palm of your hand.

The flaming flames on the side seemed to be suppressed by natural enemies, and dissipated in an instant, revealing a burning flame monster, which was grasped by the invisible big hand.

Squeak!

The flame monster squeaked and struggled.

However, this is just a mob with the ninth level of spiritual essence. In front of Zhang Qingyuan's strength, he can be shocked to death with arrogance, so how can he resist his methods?

"Huoling, is that all?"

The real essence that was like a real stream of water entangled the fire spirit, grabbed it close to his eyes, Zhang Qingyuan frowned slightly:

"Could it be because of the environment that such a naturally raised monster came into being?"

The surrounding Wu Shanming and Flying Mouse didn't pay attention to the captured Huo Ling, but stared at the real essence wrapped around Huo Ling's body like a stream of water.

They looked at each other with shock in their eyes.

It's just that the true vitality scattered at will has a kind of gurgling water, invisible and formless, but also tenacious and inextricable.

With this method, the other party probably has already realized the artistic conception of water to a very deep level!

If this hand strikes at them, unless it explodes with more than several times the force, there is no possibility of even breaking free!

"Sure enough, the most hidden person in this line of work is probably this Zhang Yuan!"

"The mystery of this move is something that monks at the seventh level of the True Yuan Realm may not be able to do. Joining them on this trip is indeed the right decision!"

At this moment, Flying Mouse couldn't help feeling rejoicing.

A teammate with strong strength is obviously an existence that can make people feel at ease.

What's more, these two are not casual cultivators, but disciples of the Great Sect, and even inner disciples of the Yunshui Sect, the number one sect in Yuzhou.

Compared to casual cultivators full of mistrust and sinister calculations, the disciples of the big sects are generally better off after all.

Compared to the many thoughts in Flying Mouse's heart.

Wu Shanming is much purer.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being the pinnacle figure of the new generation, one of the monks standing at the top of thousands of true energy realms in the inner sect, and his casual strength is even better than that of the monks who can deal with the seventh level of true energy!

It's just that the rumor has it that this person has practiced for only twenty years, and he has already reached a level that he has been unable to achieve even after working hard for most of his life.

Before such a sky,

It is indeed a shock to ordinary people.

At this time, Zhang Qingyuan didn't notice the thoughts of the two people around him.

Because at this moment, he,

He was putting all his attention on the weird fire spirit in front of him.

"No, why do I feel that there seems to be the true meaning of fire in his body?!"

mid-air,

The real essence that was like a stream of water wrapped around Huo Ling's body.

Long before this trip, Zhang Qingyuan had raised the Sword Intent of Water to the realm of Sword Power, and had a deeper understanding of the Artistic Conception of Water.

At this time, every true energy in his body was almost as if it had merged into the artistic conception of water and transformed into an endless sea of ​​waves!

It is precisely because of this that he has a sharper perception of the true essence wrapped around Huo Ling's body!

at this time,

Among the true essence entwined with the spirit of fire,

What power is the true meaning of water conflicting with!

It's like a conflict between water and fire!

Opposites repel each other!

With you without me!

"what?"

Flying Mouse, who was thinking divergently, suddenly woke up when he heard this, and looked at Zhang Qingyuan in astonishment.

"Brother Zhang Dao, can you give it to Haosheng for me to have a look?"

"There is nothing you can do."

Although Zhang Qingyuan felt a little strange, he did not refuse.

The flying squirrel took over the fire spirit.

At this time, the fire spirit was completely sluggish, and the flames burning around him dimmed, as if they were going to be completely extinguished in the next moment.

Flying Mouse held it in front of his eyes, and looked at it carefully.

He pondered for a moment.

As soon as the palm was pressed hard, the true essence burst out, killing the fire spirit in an instant.

All that was left was a thumb-sized round bead glowing red in the palm of the hand.

The expression on Flying Mouse's face was even more solemn. He nestled the ball in the palm of his hand, circulated his true energy, and quickly refined it, turning it into a streak of red spiritual power that was absorbed into the meridians from the palm of his hand.

But also at that moment,

Zhang Qingyuan keenly sensed that flash of violent and fiery artistic conception!

"Sure enough!"

"According to the rumors, high-level monks have the ability to change the world. Once they enter the real cave, they are like a realm separated by immortals. In the past, they didn't see real immortals in the cave, but they didn't take it seriously. It's really watching the sky from a well!"

"Back in the day, Fen Tianjian was worthy of being a popular figure, terrifying and respectable!"

Flying Mouse slowly opened his eyes, his face full of unprecedented shock.

Zhang Qingyuan and Wu Shanming focused their eyes on him,

Listening to his words, he obviously knew something.

Facing the eyes of the two people around, Flying Mouse did not go around in circles, and directly explained:

"Fire spirits are creatures born from the heavens and the earth. They must be born in a place where the power of fire spirits is extremely strong and accumulated for thousands of years!"

"However, in this land, the sea of ​​fire is raging. Although the fire spirit is strong, it only lasts for three hundred years. How could such mysterious creatures of heaven and earth be born?"