Chapter 273 Firebird
The terrifying heat boiled the firebird ten feet into boiling mud.
"The fire of the goblin is indeed the spirit of the earth fire!"
A stone in Xu Yi's heart fell to the ground.
The reason is very simple. He can trust Li Shura, but he can't trust the ghost master.
It is recorded in the Record of Alien Treasures that the essence of earth fire is the purest condensation of fire in the earth's veins. The small ones are like ants, and the big ones are like dragons.
The earth fire spirit in front of me is just the size of an ordinary bird, so it is not too much among the earth fire.
But it is far enough to use it to condense evil.
Sitting cross-legged in the distance, taking two water condensation pills, holding ice crystals in hand, Xu Yi began to regulate his breathing and regulate his qi.
The water condensation pill replenishes the body's moisture, and ice crystals lower the body's surface temperature. Xu Yi did his homework to condense the Gangsha of Fire.
After meditating for nearly two hours, Xu Yi made a red ball, which boiled straight towards the breaking and was resisted by Xu Yi with endless true energy, bursting out powerful heat, and the entire mouth was reflected as red as blood.
The first red ball was about to die, and Xu Yi shot out the second one, three consecutive balls, burning for nearly half an hour, Xu Yi suddenly sent his true energy, and the ball fell to the ground, exploded with a fire, and it was extinguished in an instant.
"Ghost Lord, you've come here, why bother to tell me?"
Xu Yi said with a smile.
"What a Xu Yi, I really underestimate you!"
A middle-aged man in white-faced and purple wardrobe slowly descended from the broken mouth and smiled, "Your y soul is indeed unique, and even the y soul of the deity can be spyed."
"The Ghost Lord has been too much, and he is just a subtle plan, so what's the point."
Xu Yi responded shamelessly.
He could not have seen the whereabouts of the Ghost Lord. After all, his perception was only thirty feet long, and the Ghost Lord was hanging from afar. How could he detect it?
The few flame balls that were just shot were originally an insurance measure.
The same thing, he could trust Li Shura, but he could not trust the ghost master.
There is nothing else. It’s because he, Xu, has too many treasures. Others don’t know about it. The ghost master who has watched the Battle of Canglong Mountain in a quiet place knows it.
How dare he, Mr. Xu, block the treasure in the spirit of the contract of the ghost master.
So before he came, he asked Yuan Qinghua to connect with the big purchase carried out by Marquis Anqing, and there was a flame ball.
The huge light and heat of the flame ball gave the outside world the illusion that he was using his power to condense evil. If the ghost master was there, he would definitely choose to attack at this time.
Unexpectedly, the Ghost Lord has indeed arrived.
"I wonder what the Ghost Lord is doing here? Could it be that I am afraid that I will not be able to control the fire of the goblins, so I will come to protect the Dharma?"
Xu Yi smiled and said.
The white-faced middle-aged man laughed, "You are the top among the younger generations. I said that you are just a junior in Qihai Realm, even if you meet the soul-sensing realm, you will never laugh."
Xu Yi said, "The Ghost Lord said this. Others are others, and we are us. In terms of our relationship, how can others compare? What am I afraid of you?"
The middle-aged man with white face smiled and said, "You kid is really sharp-tongued. For many years, no one has ever spoken to me like this. For your sake, I will accept your soul as a ghost servant."
The Ghost Lord is here to kill Xu Yi.
First, in the battle of Canglong Mountain, the ghost master who had lived for three hundred years was still open to his eyes. The blue stick and the strange thunder surrounding the body were all the ones he wanted to figure out, especially the latter. If he could really ask Xu Yi how to practice the secret method, it would not be a luxury to survive the y-yang tribulation.
In both, he was still thinking about the wealth in Xu Yi's Sumeru Ring. He was a decent ghost master, and his cultivation was able to go hand in hand with the Soul-Sensing Ancestor, but he lived a very depressed life. He was extremely embarrassed and even if he bought a Thousand Machine Formation, he still needed to pull Xu Yi into the water. He really lived a poor life.
The most important point is that Xu Yi knew about his plan to move the imperial tomb. He planned this matter for several years and almost all his efforts were spent.
Previously, the Ghost Lord and Wu Chenghou cooperated with him, and he had no choice but to get the huge amount of Tianlei Pearl. The original plan was to immediately let Wu Chenghou disappear completely once he got the Tianlei Pearl.
Now that he has got the Qianji Formation, he has already obtained the method of breaking the Formation, so there is naturally no need to leave Xu Yi behind.
But the ghost master shouted, flicked his fingers lightly, and a small arrow made of black and green gas attacked Xu Yi. In an instant, the heat in the air seemed to have lowered the temperature due to this blow.
In an instant, the little arrow was about to put on his body, and a blue g-snail suddenly appeared in Xu Yi's palm. The little arrow immediately abandoned Xu Yi and disintegrated, and penetrated into the mourning stick in Xu Yi's hand...
"What!"
The ghost master's expression changed drastically and pointed at Xu Yi and said, "What is this thing? Even if it is Sany Wood, it cannot contain the black death energy of the deity."
"Old ghost, you can do it when you come up, but you won't lose your identity. You can only be considered a character. You promised to give me the fire of goblins. Now you are thinking about asking for it back again. You are really not a thing." Xu Yi steadily held the mourning stick and said with a smile.
If the person who came was Yao Junchi or Jiang Baiwang, Xu Yi would definitely have run away without shadow. He would not dare to interfere with the fire of goblins, or the fire of heavenly spirits.
But as the ghost master, he was not afraid at all. Somehow, since he started with the mourning stick, he had an inexplicable psychological advantage over ghosts and other things.
Sure enough, his mourning performance still did not disappoint him.
"Quickly tell me what this g is like? I will let you die quickly!"
The white-faced middle-aged man was so excited that his face turned red.
His black death aura was cultivated for hundreds of years, and it was not weaker than the Five Elements Gangsha. The ancestor of the Soul-Sense Stage did not dare to take it forward, but was absorbed by this little boy. He was so excited that he couldn't control himself.
Xu Yi was full of confidence, "Old ghost, if you want to beat him, what are you talking about?"
In other words, even Xu Yi himself didn't know what a domineering treasure he had created because of the decomposition and purification of the iron essence.
"Whether you die, you dare to deceive me. Whether it's okay, I will take your y soul and sacrifice it hard to see how long you can last."
The ghost master shouted loudly, "Thousands of ghosts eat their hearts!"
Countless black shadows ran out of the ghost master's robe and rushed towards Xu Yi.
The ghost master understood that this Biqing stick can collect the black death energy and disperse the y soul, but the C control range is limited after all. After all, the hundreds of evil ghosts rushed forward, and the control range of this Biqing stick must be limited. As long as the evil ghost bites it, Xu Yi will definitely be helpless.
At this moment, a red blood flag appeared in Xu Yi's hand, shaking it gently, and hundreds of evil ghosts returned to their nests like tired birds, all of which were heading towards the blood flag.
"Blood River Flag!"
The ghost master let out a shrill cry. The hundreds of evil ghosts were collected by him for many years, but they disappeared. This blow was too big.
"Old ghost, if you have any tricks, just use them, I will continue."
Chapter completed!