It's just that Xue Yingzhu is essentially a plant, and it likes cold, so it naturally uses ice and snow as its preferred weapon. Otherwise, it can completely create a magma hell and let these people burn to death directly by their own hallucinations.

'Well, it seems that in the future, Xue Yinglang will learn to create new illusions a lot. ' Cheng Yifan thought so.

Chapter 219 Absorbing Different Kinds of Fire

However, Huáng Zihao's two guards in the Spirit Martial Realm are not vegetarians after all. Even if they are buried in the snow in the illusion, they will break through the ice immediately after regaining consciousness. He was rescued, and then he tried his best to pull out a few guards who were still moving.

It's just that a few people were so cold that their clothes were soaked in ice water, and their hands and feet were numb and shaking.

Fortunately, the family of Huáng Li's family was rich, and the reserves in the ring were sufficient, and their guards took out a few more quilts to wrap the two young masters.

If these two young masters are good or bad, they don't have to go back.

"Kill, kill...they..." Huáng Zihao's lips turned purple from the cold, he gritted his teeth tightly, and said full of hatred.

"Yes." Huáng Zihao's two guards from the Spirit Martial Realm smiled bitterly, one supported Huáng Zihao and took him a little further, while the other strode forward.

The guard who was walking alone suddenly shouted loudly, his body gushing out with true energy, the clothes on his body were torn apart every inch, and his knotted muscles bulged, like a wild shòu with an angry head.

"No! He's about to explode!" Seeing this, He Haoqian and the others eagerly wanted to rush out to stop them, but they were trapped in the formation and couldn't move at all.

Spiritual martial practitioners can compress and condense the infuriating energy in their bodies to the extreme, and then release them instantly, causing a huge spiritual shock, which is no different from an explosion. And what this martial artist has to do now is to self-destruct.

Fortunately, the disciples of Tianhong Academy were not stupid. Knowing that he was going to die together, they all fled towards the way they came, but Cheng Yifan, who had just been injured, could not move.

Lin Qian gritted his teeth and rushed to their side, trying to carry Huo Tianfang and Puyang Boyan up, and at the same time shouted to Bai Jin, "Xiao Bai, quickly support Xiao Fan, let's go!"

"Senior Brother Lin! It's too late! Come to me soon!" Bai Jin hurriedly stopped him, but instead called him to hide in his place, "I set up a golden armor formation here, and I released a shield, it should be fine. withstand this attack."

Lin Qian looked at him with complicated eyes. It could not be said that he did not trust Bai Jin, but Bai Jin was too young, and he was not a very prominent talisman master. He could really entrust his life to such a person. Young people?

However, when his eyes met Cheng Yifan's, his anxious heart suddenly calmed down. He took a deep breath and led Huo Tianfang and Puyang Boyan in the direction of Bai Jin.

He almost forgot that Cheng Yifan was an incredible teenage genius, but at the age of a teenager, he was already comparable to a fifth-grade spiritual planting master, able to manipulate and direct Lingzhi to attack. Since Cheng Yifan is willing to trust Bai Jin, then so is he!

Bai Jin gave Lin Qian a reassuring smile, then took out a golden talisman paper and pinched it in his hand. If the golden armor formation and the previous shield talisman didn't work, he could block it again.

With a sound of 'bang', the ground shook and the mountains shook, and the huge spiritual shock lifted almost the entire ground up, and even the walls were cracked, but they did not collapse.

Perhaps the gossip array in the center of the underground palace played a protective role, the underground palace did not collapse, and the people in the formation were also unscathed.

Those disciples who escaped into the fork were all affected by the spiritual power, and they all fell to the ground and fainted.

Although Cheng Yifan and others are protected by golden armor and shields, their lives are safe, but the self-destruction of Lingwu warriors is different from ordinary explosions. The spiritual shock of Lingwu warriors still causes them. After a certain amount of damage, everyone suffered a little internal injury to varying degrees.

The worst is probably Cheng Yifan. He was injured just now and still hasn't recovered. Now, he was hit by another wave of spiritual energy. He almost fainted without pain. He vomited another mouthful of blood. De Baijin hurriedly fed him another bottle of [Bailu Pills].

And worst of all, the illusion was lifted...

When that person just blew himself up, Xue Yingzhu, although very cleverly got into the ground, was still affected by the shock of spiritual power. Xi begged to go back to the space.

Cheng Yifan felt distressed, and endured the pain to take it back, and even the illusion it created was lifted.

Huáng Zihao and Li Xu were guarded by the guards with a barrier of infuriating energy, and they were not injured at the moment. After the illusion was lifted, the bone-chilling chill disappeared instantly, and they all felt that they were finally alive.

"Kill them and leave none of them!" Huáng Zihao roared in anger.

"Yes, sir."

Immediately, the guards who recovered their strength picked up their weapons and walked towards Cheng Yifan and the others in the corner.

However, none of them noticed that the runes in the gossip array were all filled with blue rays of light, and only the last few places were not connected...

"No!!!" Gu Jingchen, who was trapped in the formation, shouted in his heart. He just watched his lover get into danger several times. He was so distressed that he was about to bleed, but he couldn't do anything. He could only watch helplessly. Now, this makes him feel extremely irritable, and he can't wait to blow himself up, as long as he can get out of this damn formation!

On the other hand, He Haoqian, Luo Lao and others noticed the changes in the formation, and immediately increased the output of spiritual power. They only hoped that the formation could be completed as soon as possible and get out as soon as possible.

Bai Jin stood up all of a sudden, his hand holding the two talismans trembled slightly, but no matter what, he tried his best to protect Cheng Yifan and the others!

"Hehe, talisman master... Do you think your magic talisman can still be used?" A guard looked at him with a funny look, and a killing intent flashed in his eyes. The use of magic talismans requires the use of magic, which takes time, and the strength of this magic talisman master is too weak, and in his opinion, it is not something to be afraid of at all.

Bai Jin gritted his teeth, and he had to give it a try no matter what.

Just as the man was about to approach, suddenly a porcelain vase flew towards him. He was startled and quickly blocked it with a weapon, but broke the small vase, and the dark green powder suddenly splattered all over him.

Before he could react, the place where the powder was sprinkled began to corrode and fester rapidly. He cried out in pain, grabbed his hands desperately, and tore apart his own skin, but he still couldn't stop the decay of his body.

This is [Broken Intestine Rotten Bone Powder], which is a spiritual medicine made by Cheng Yifan with the nectar of Limei Yaohua. It is more advanced than [Rotten Bone Powder], and its corrosive ability is also stronger.

Soon this person turned into a pool of blood in the pained wailing...

Everyone present was stunned and stunned. They didn't expect a small medicine bottle to be able to do this.

Cheng Yifan endured the pain and stood up slowly, holding two identical porcelain vases in his hands, and said coldly, "Who wants to taste Broken Intestine Rotten Bone Powder?"

But only Cheng Yifan himself knew that there were only two bottles of [Broken Intestine Rotten Bone Powder] he made. He used one bottle when he encountered chimpanzees on the fork, and now he has used another bottle. He's just pretending...

His eyes turned slightly towards the gossip array, and he just had to hold on for a while, just a while...

After seeing the lethal power of the medicine bottle in Cheng Yifan's hand, these people did not dare to approach at will, and for a while, the two sides became deadlocked.

However, they didn't stalemate for long, and suddenly the light suddenly brightened, and the gossip series finally got enough spiritual power and was successfully activated.

The ground trembled again, and blue light rose from the ground, covering all the people in the underground palace, and suddenly no one was able to move.

The light seemed to be searching and selecting something. In the end, the light gathered at Cheng Yifan's feet and lingered for a long time on the blood he spat out earlier.

Cheng Yifan didn't have time to be surprised. The next moment, the ground under his feet suddenly disappeared. He only had time to let out an exclamation, and the person disappeared completely.

The feeling of weightlessness made Cheng Yifan dizzy and dizzy. He didn't know how long he had fallen. He fell into the water with a 'pop', and his broken ribs were shaken, causing him to lose strength in his hands and feet.

When he thought he would sink to the bottom of the water, a strange feeling came from his body. A strange energy penetrated into his body through his skin, making him feel that his body slowly became warm and comfortable. After a while, the wound didn't seem to be so painful anymore.

After he was no longer in pain, he began to look around at his position. He was probably in a dòng now, except for water, it was still water.

It was pitch-black in the melt, but the water glowed with a bright blue light, illuminating the entire melt.

Suddenly, he noticed that in the center of the water, there seemed to be a luminous body that was on and off.

Cheng Yifan only felt that the unknown object seemed to be calling him. He couldn't help but said to himself, "Would you like to go take a look?"

Anyway, he has no other choice now, does he?

Cheng Yifan sighed and quickly swam towards the light.

It was a flame...

A bluish-purple flame...

Strange, but can burn in water.

While Cheng Yifan was surprised, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, wanting to touch whether it was his hallucination or whether there was a fire burning in the water.

However, when his finger touched the flame, the flame penetrated into his body from his finger. Cheng Yifan's body already had a ghostly green fire, entrenched in the sea of ​​​​qi. At this moment, after encountering the blue-purple flame, he immediately flew out and collided with the blue-purple flame.

The two flames turned the river into the sea in Cheng Yifan's body as if they were fighting. This time, Cheng Yifan suffered a lot. He spasmed like a cramp in the water, and let out a painful howl.

His eyes were bloodshot, his skin was scalded by the heat, and the wound was still bleeding outwards.

It's just that this piece of water that exudes blue light, don't know what it is, has the effect of healing and soothing, so that Cheng Yifan's wounds continue to heal, and they are constantly torn. He can't even faint.

In the end, the blue-purple flame was superior, wrapping the Nether Jade Fire and slowly swallowing it up.

Cheng Yifan thought that the blue-violet flame had finally won, and everything should have ended.

But he was still too optimistic, and the blue-purple flame suddenly burned in his body, as if to burn his body from the inside out. Cheng Yifan watched helplessly as every inch of his body below his neck was burned into black ashes, and slowly grew back with the help of blue water waves.

When everything was over, Cheng Yifan was floating in the water with his dying breath. He thought he had died several times. He seemed to have collapsed and couldn't move.

After such painful torture, Cheng Yifan was so tired that he slowly fell into a deep sleep.

What Cheng Yifan didn't know was that when he was in a drowsiness, the water that radiated blue light was constantly being absorbed by his body, and the meridians in his body were also quietly changing.

Chapter 220 Envy, Envy, Hate

When Cheng Yifan woke up, he found himself lying on a piece of dry land. The bluish water and the blue-purple flames that burned his body were like a dream.