"Go and take a look."

Hu Zhen also set off quickly.

At this time, the giant flame palm had disappeared. Although the flames were still burning around, they no longer had the ability to threaten everyone.

While the phantom beasts around him were still in a chaotic stage, hesitated not to step into the range of flames, the cultivators rushed into the sea of ​​fire first.

The first thing that caught everyone's eye was a shocking huge pit.

The originally flat ground has completely disappeared at this time, forming the shape of a large bowl.

On the walls of this deep pit, the soil had long melted into scorched earth, and a large amount of stone, mud and sand in the pit were evaporated.

The blazing fire still burned in the center of the palm print, and the power made people unable to enter it for a while.

"Look, something is moving inside."

Through the raging fire, monks caught some traces inside.

"Prince Qin was bombarded into the ground by this nine-patterned illusion beast, maybe it was him."

Everyone looked over and found the phantom inside.

"Young Master Qin, are you okay?" Yuan Qiuxia shouted.

However, the sound came out, and the phantom seemed to be seriously injured. He staggered for a few steps, but did not react at all.

Fortunately, the phantom was also walking outside the flames, and gradually, the phantom became solid.

When everyone saw this object through the outline of the phantom, their pupils shrank.

The existence in this flame was not Qin Cheng, but the nine-patterned illusion beast.

After receiving such a terrifying palm print, the nine-patterned phantom beast was not dead!

Although it seems that he is very injured, he is indeed still alive.

At this time, half of the body of the illusion beast drooped, and even one of its eyes was extremely swollen, but the only remaining eyes looked at the cultivators with a strong murderous intent.

It seemed to be severely damaged, not only did it not weaken its fighting spirit, but instead enhanced its cruelty.

The nine-patterned illusion beast roared low and rushed towards the cultivators.

"You all retreat."

Hu Zhen's face was solemn, and the purple flame fairy sword in his hand shone brightly again.

As the phantom beast was about to rush over, under the ground, a flame arrow was slashing past like a meteor, instantly piercing through the phantom beast's neck.

Puff!

The figure of the fantasy beast paused in the air in an instant, and it looked down in disbelief.

Just like Hu Zhen guessed, it also believed that the demon emperor's palm in Qincheng might have no more energy.

But Qin Cheng can still shoot such an attack, or even penetrate it?

It seemed as if confirming the judgment of the Illusion Beast, then three more arrows passed through the air and directly penetrated the Illusion Beast's chest and arms.

Now, the phantom beast was completely shot away by arrows, and with a rumbling sound, it landed on the ground and could never get up again.

"Is it fellow Daoist Qin?"

Hu Zhen and others felt as if they had returned to heaven from hell. They looked at the Nine-patterned Illusion Beast in surprise and looked at Qincheng slowly flying out from the depths of the ground.

At this time, Qin Cheng was holding a huge and exaggerated long bow in his hand. Although his breath was a little weak, his expression was obviously exhausted.

But it did not consume lifespan, nor was it as weak as speculation.

it's over.

After falling on the illusion beast, Qin Cheng took a deep breath and bent his bow and arrow again.


Chapter completed!