In fact, Ning Jiufan had already returned to the vicinity of Huoshu Mountain.
But at Lin Bufan's suggestion, he did not return to his family, but hid on the spot to delay the plan.
Now, Meng has sent Fetion.
Ning Jiufan received the letter soon.
"Meng couldn't sit still anymore, and finally came to urge me to join together and attack the Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit." Ning Jingfan exhaled a filthy breath and stood up slowly.
He stared at the Fire Persimmon Mountain in the distance with a serious expression, knowing that hunting the Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit would be a huge challenge!
The real difficulty of this challenge is not actually the Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit, nor is it "containing and killing the Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit while taking care of the citizens of the Fire Persimmon City", but rather Meng.
The fight between the Meng family and the Zhu family over the Fire Persimmon Immortal City, although the Lava Immortal Palace has officially changed hands, has reached a new stage.
Relying on Zhu Xuanji's efforts, the Zhu family successfully won over the Zhou family and the Ning family, using these two major cultivation families as thorns in an attempt to curb the Meng family's encroachment.
Normally, it would be difficult for Meng to attack these two major families, but now it is almost inevitable to exploit the Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit.
Thick smoke billowed from the Huoshi Pass, and streaks of hot lava spattered from time to time.
In the Fire Persimmon Mountain, the Lava Fairy Palace.
Mengpan sat on the throne of the Immortal Palace, his eyes like torches, piercing the void, penetrating layers of mountains and lava, observing the battlefield in the middle of the volcano.
The battlefield has been arranged.
The two Jindan ancestors of the Zhou family are already in place.
The message was conveyed by the divine consciousness, and the tone was cold: "Ning Jiefan has been waiting for a long time, and his laziness is obvious to all. After this battle, we will settle things with him."
"Now I don't have time to wait, let's start the war."
The two golden elixirs of the Zhou family looked solemn and responded at the same time, accepting the order.
Although they have all taken refuge with the Zhu family, the safety and survival of the Fire Persimmon City is at stake. As Jindan and members of the Fire Persimmon City, they must stand up and contribute their own strength.
Since the Zhou family occupies many resources and enjoys many rights in Fire Persimmon City, they naturally have to take responsibility for this kind of thing.
This is the rule of righteousness.
"Get up." Meng shouted softly and officially started the formation.
This formation was pieced together bit by bit by him and the two Golden Elixir Ancestors of the Zhou family during the past period. They were so careful in order to prevent the Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit from being alerted in advance and letting it slip underground.
Go deep.
The benefits of doing this will be reflected in the next moment.
The Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit was floating and sinking in the lava, leisurely and comfortable, when it was suddenly trapped by the formation.
It immediately realized that it had been plotted against, and its whole body suddenly burned with blazing flames, its eyes showing scorching anger.
The formation opened up, activated its power, formed a chain of lightning, and quickly and accurately captured the Fang Nian Fire Spirit.
The body of the Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit was stagnant, and electric light shone continuously all over its body.
It screamed angrily and tried its best to break free, but the formation immediately increased its magic power, and the electric light expanded and became dazzling.
Continue to trap the Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit in its original place.
Subsequently, the two golden elixirs of the Zhou family controlled part of the power of the magic circle, causing changes.
Countless talismans and seals were like fireflies all over the sky, ranging from small to large, covering the surface of the body of the Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit.
As more and more of these talismans were added, the roar of the Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit, the flames burning around it, and the size of its body all began to shrink rapidly.
The magical power holds everything within one's sleeve.
Meng acted on his own initiative and slowly stretched out his arms. The wide cuffs quickly expanded and turned into a huge black hole, emitting violent suction power.
The jet-black cuffs absorb the ten thousand years of fire essence.
The cuffs quickly shrunk, but in the middle, a line of fire suddenly shot out. Immediately, four or five lines of fire burned through the sleeves and flew out.
These lines of fire condensed in mid-air, once again forming the vaguely human-shaped Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit.
The Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit roared angrily, and a huge fire suddenly burst into flames within the magic circle. At the same time, rolling magma surged up, trying to devour everything.
The formation was severely affected, and many formations collapsed one after another.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, the second Jindan Patriarch of the Zhou family quickly took control and used a large number of finger techniques to temporarily stabilize the formation.
The Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit stirred up magma and hot flames all over the sky, and its attack became more and more fierce.
The second ancestor of the Zhou family gradually couldn't hold on any longer, and his breath became increasingly disordered.
The thousand-year-old fire essence suddenly disappeared.
"Where did it go?"
"Be careful, it's following the gaps in the formation and getting in front of you!"
The two golden elixirs of the Zhou family had an urgent exchange.
The Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit was so fast that it turned into a line of fire and entangled Zhou Nongying.
Zhou Nongying had been warned at the last moment and braced himself for defense at the critical moment. If it had been a little worse, he would have been injured even if he was not dead!
However, his expression soon changed.
All because he discovered that the Ten Thousand Years Fire Essence had not been completely blocked by him, and countless small lines of fire were rapidly penetrating his defense and trying to penetrate into his body!
"Zhou Nongying, hold on!" Another golden elixir ancestor of the Zhou family shouted with all his strength, his voice trembling.
He wanted to take action, but he was worried about endangering Zhou Nongying's life, and was in an embarrassing dilemma for a while.
"Why don't you let me try?" At the critical moment, Ning Yifan's voice suddenly came.
The two golden elixirs of the Zhou family were immediately overjoyed. They all knew that Ning Junfan had a magic weapon in his hand, which was suitable for solving the current difficulties.
The masked face was indifferent, but he did not activate the magic circle immediately, but stared at Lin Bufan.
Ning Jiufan immediately explained.
Although I really wanted Lin Bufan to continue to ambush, the hidden dangers in doing so were too great.
Without Ning Yifan's introduction, which was essentially an endorsement, Meng Dake could have blocked Lin Bufan from the formation, and might even have taken action against the latter.
After all, according to normal practice, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, Lin Bufan had to fly in advance when he stepped into the territory of another Nascent Soul cultivator.
Lin Bufan suddenly appeared, which was an offense to Meng, even a provocation!
After listening to Ning Jiufan's introduction, Meng said to Lin Bufan, "It's really rare for Fellow Taoist Lin to be so warm-hearted. As everyone knows, good intentions often lead to bad things."
Lin Bufan smiled slightly and said tit for tat: "Just now, I watched Taoist friend Meng use his magical power to let the Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit escape. Although I was passing by, as a righteous person with a benevolent heart, I really don't want to be trapped in the lava fairy city.
The people were in trouble."
Mask:·——
As the leader, Lin Bufan has managed the Wanyao Sect in a prosperous and prosperous manner, and his ability to speak sharply is naturally not inferior to others.
In the end, Meng smiled slightly and expressed his gratitude to Lin Bufan for his support on the spot.
He opened the magic circle, asked Ning to submit, and Lin Bufan entered the formation.
Seeing the arrival of two strong reinforcements, the two Jindan members of the Zhou family were naturally overjoyed.
"Friend Daoist Ning, you are finally here!"
Ning followed Fan Zedao and said, "I wasted a little time in order to seek strong support. Please don't blame me, my two fellow Taoists."
"No wonder, no wonder!"
"Say a few words and let me ease my crisis first." Zhou Nongying couldn't hold it any longer and became a little anxious as he saw the line of fire continuing to penetrate.
"I'll do it." Ning Junfan laughed, took out the Bingxin jade pot, opened the spout, and pointed it at Zhou Nongying.
The next moment, a cold current flew out from the mouth of the pot, covering Zhou Nongying's whole body, and immediately turned into a piece of black ice. Zhou Nongying was frozen in the center by the ice, and his injuries quickly recovered.
At the same time, the bone-chilling coldness of the ice cubes was constantly hurting the Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit.
The Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit couldn't bear it anymore, so it had no choice but to re-unite into a human form, melt through the ice, and run out.
Zhou Nongying came to the rescue.
The Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit transferred its hatred to Ning Zuofan.
It was extremely fast, turning into a streak of fire in the air and pounced directly on Ning.
Ning Junfan hurriedly retreated, shouting: "Grandma Yuan, save me."
The next moment, an old fire-melting demon ape suddenly appeared, stretched out his hand, seemingly slowly but actually quickly, and actually grabbed the line of fire with his bare hands.
The Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit immediately changed its form, clung to Grandma Yuan, and burned her.
But this time, the Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit used its old tricks again, but it was not as effective as it was against Zhou Nongying before.
On the one hand, Grandma Yuan is at the Nascent Soul level after all. On the other hand, Grandma Yuan herself is a fire-melting demon ape. This kind of monster lives inside the volcano all year round and is famous for taking magma baths.
Seeing that Grandma Yuan and the Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit were entangled together, Lin Bufan immediately took action, activated his spell, and formed a woven vine, entangling Grandma Yuan and the Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit.
"We are here to help you!" The two golden elixirs of the Zhou family were overjoyed and quickly mobilized the formation to actively cooperate with Lin Bufan.
Meng witnessed this scene, slowly closed his eyes, and began to use mysterious means·
When he made a move, Shen Lingshu outside the Fire Persimmon Mountain immediately felt something.
Shen Lingshu suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the crater: "Move your hands."
Zhu Xuanji also became vigilant: "Sure enough, if Meng Hao doesn't attack Ning Jiufan directly, he will most likely use this method to undermine Ning Jiufan's spirit."
"Ning Jiufan is in a fierce battle environment. When his energy is weak, he will have obvious reactions."
"I just don't know what kind of spell he used?"
Spells condense one by one to lock life!
In the depths of Meng's eyes, the figure of Ning Jiufan emerged. Under the influence of the spell, Ning Jiufan's Qi was no longer flexible, as if it was covered with a layer of frost and was about to freeze to death.
Ning Yifan's luck was sluggish, and he quickly reacted on the battlefield and fell into a huge crisis.
Liangzhu Country, near Canglin Fairy City.
The old demon cultivator took a deep breath and stared at the blood-red spirit beads on his forehead, always observing Ning Zhuo's vitality.
Ning Zhuo's vitality was declining.
"It's going down, hahaha!"
"It seems that Ning Zhuo used some forbidden techniques before to temporarily boost his energy."
"The time for the decisive battle has come, the three-line Qi-breaking little spell!"
The old demon cultivator shouted loudly, and with all his strength, he fiercely attacked Ning Zhuo's Qi Shu.
boom!
In the middle of nowhere, the old demon cultivator seemed to hear a roar.
The three-line Qi-breaking spell successfully hit the left arm Qi Shu. In an instant, most of the Qi Shu was indeed suppressed, but immediately there was a blast of frost, which re-condensed and froze the Qi Shu.
The old demon cultivator:?!
Nandou Country, Lava Fairy City.
Meng: "Huh?!"
He changed color in an instant.
In the depths of his eyes, Ning Yifan, who was about to be frozen to death, was suddenly shaken violently, and a large amount of frost was shaken away.
"What method is this?"
Meng couldn't tell clearly for a while, but he understood that such "protection" strength was very rare, at least at the Nascent Soul level.
"So, Ning Jiufan is carrying a Nascent Soul level protective magic weapon?"
Unwilling to fail, Meng used the Frost Life Locking Technique again.
The old demon cultivator was unwilling to fail and continued to activate the three-line Qi-breaking spell.
Two people: "Hmm?!"
The effect is still there.
Ning Yifan's energy was indeed killed a lot by the freezing freeze. And Ning Zhuo on the other side was indeed shaken away a lot of his energy.
Unwilling to fail, Meng used the Frost Life Locking Technique again.
The old demon cultivator was unwilling to fail and continued to activate the three-line Qi-breaking spell.
Two people: Hey?!
The results were indeed greater.
Ning Yifan's energy continued to be sluggish, and Ning Zhuo's energy was shaken away even more.
Meng was panting.
The demon cultivator's seven orifices began to bleed.
Frost Life Locking Technique!
The third line of Qi-breaking spell!
Meng was panting like an ox and his face was pale.
The pores all over the body of the old demon cultivator were bleeding.
Frost Life Locking Technique!!
The third line of Qi-breaking spell!!
Meng's eyes were a little distracted.
The old demon cultivator's ears and nose were bleeding, and the bleeding wouldn't stop.
Frost Life Locking Technique!!!
Three lines of Qi-breaking spell!!!
I felt dizzy and my eyesight went black.
The old demon cultivator has become a bloody man, his face is like gold paper, and he is crumbling.
"This Ning Jiefan (Ning Zhuo) is stronger than expected and has a lot of skills!" The two Nascent Soul monks who were far away from each other had a clear understanding at this moment and had the same idea.
Shen Lingshu, who was watching the battle, also had a look of surprise on his face: "I didn't expect Ning Yifan's Qi skills to be so strong. Just now, he was defeated again and again, and he continued to use Qi luck spells. Ning Yifan actually managed to hold on.
It’s amazing.”
Zhu Xuanji couldn't see this, but when he heard Shen Lingshu's sigh, he also sighed: "The Ning family still has some heritage, and they are worthy of being a hero in the north."
His impression of the Ning family was good from beginning to end.
Meng couldn't help but roll his eyes.
He decisively stopped using this spell, and secretly felt uneasy and confused: "Strange, why did I just focus on using the Frost Life Locking Technique?"
"It's better to change to a different spell, maybe you can get good results!"
Near Canglin Fairy City.
The old demon cultivator was half-kneeling on the ground, with a huge pool of blood under his body.
He gritted his teeth and kept working hard.
"No!"
"I can't faint. Once I collapse, under the influence of the curse, Xiaoliu's luck will be taken away by Ning Zhuo, the thief!"
"Will the great cause of rebuilding the demon country be ruined by me?"
"No way—"
"I have to persist, I still have one last blow."
"Three, three lines of broken qi, qi——"
This time, without Meng's counterattack, the old demon cultivator successfully dispersed Ning Zhuo's energy.
"Success!"
For a moment, ecstasy filled the heart of the old demon cultivator.
"I won! It turned out that he was at the end of his strength, and all his previous persistence was worth it. It's all————·
The next moment, a magnificent light suddenly bloomed.
In the radiance, Ning Zhuo's scattered Qi instantly reunited and solidified.
My Buddha Heart Demonic Seal was finally triggered at this moment, suppressing my luck!
The old demon cultivator stared and shouted: "No!
He endured the severe pain and disappointment and was about to continue to squeeze his own strength.
South Bean Country, Fire Persimmon Mountain.
"The time has come!" Shen Lingshu took out the bag, opened it directly, and returned a large amount of Qi to Ning Jiufan. In an instant, Ning Jiufan's Qi soared!
Another spell that Meng used was like a head hitting an anvil. The pain caused him to take a breath and Ning surrendered. There was a life-like thread between Ning Zhuo and Ning Zhuo's energy level increased sharply.
This time, the old demon cultivator was killed immediately!
Bang.
He was shocked to death and turned into a cloud of smoke, which quickly dissipated on the spot.
Without his support, Ning Zhuo swelled a bit, and his left arm strength became stronger again, and he grabbed the khaki heart fiercely.
Hey hey hey·——·
The monkey face on the heart keeps screaming, the scream is shrill, frightened, frightened, and extremely angry.
Bang.
Chapter completed!