For a moment, Ogawa was forced by the tiger transformed by the Netherworld Ghost Fire of Baoxuzi so that he could only resist the power of fighting back. Although he had wanted to use the thunder Jiutian and Blood Soul Gun that was invincible, the Baoxuzi just kept urging the fire spirit from afar and refused to get too close to Ogawa.

At such a long distance, Ogawa estimated that even if he could succeed in one blow and severely damage his soul, he would not be able to push him closer in time before he recovered his consciousness and gave him a fatal blow.

In this case, he could only take action rashly, but he lost the last chance to win a surprise. Therefore, although he was exhausted and seemed very embarrassed, Xiaochuan would rather accept the continuous scars of all sizes on his body, and he would not bear it, waiting for an opportunity to completely reverse the situation.

Not long after, Xiaochuan's body was covered with traces of burning flames. Even under the continuous attack of fire spirits, even the middle-grade magic weapon, the five elements Ruyi cassock was greatly damaged.

However, after this painful torture, Ogawa was suddenly surprised to find that for some reason, the great Nascent Soul monk Bao Xuzi kept slowly approaching him as he wanted.

Because this ghost fire is born from the corpse of the soul beast and the fire spirit energy, it has powerful spiritual power, so it can be so agile, but this also means that to drive it Ziru, it must have a stronger spiritual consciousness compared to it.

Although Bao Xuzi, as an alchemist, needs to control the flames by opening the furnace every day to refine the alchemy every day, has long been able to develop a spiritual sense that is more powerful than the ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, but he still has no strength to drive the Netherworld Ghost Tiger for all his strength, which is why he has been reluctant to use the strongest fire spirit.

At this time, Bao Xuzi could not attack for a long time, but the loss of his spiritual consciousness was very huge. In order to maintain the attack of the Netherworld Ghost Tiger, he had to take a risk to approach Xiaochuan, who was surrounded by countless fire spirits.

However, this Baoxuzi seemed to be very afraid of Xiaochuan's short-distance impact, and he had always carefully adjusted the angle between himself and Xiaochuan, always maintaining enough fire spirits to protect each other, so that he could clearly understand the advantages and disadvantages of both the enemy and us. This is also the most terrifying thing about the great monks in the Nascent Soul stage.

"This old fox! I don't believe you won't reveal any flaws!" Seeing that the Nascent Soul cultivator was close at hand, but still couldn't find the best position to launch the attack, Xiaochuan could only bit his lips and struggle to support him.

But at this moment, Xiaochuan was careless and suddenly was caught on his left shoulder by the Netherworld Ghost Tiger that rushed over. Although he had just brushed it gently, the green Netherworld Ghost Fire still burned on Xiaochuan's body.

"Boy! You dare to harm my grandson, and now the Japanese Lord will refine you!" Seeing this, Bao Xuzi couldn't help but lit up his eyes. He shouted loudly, dancing the fire tubes in his hand like the wind. All the fire spirits around him rushed towards Xiaochuan at the same time like stars running towards the moon.

In an instant, layers of flames filled the world, and the explosion sounds of various types of fire spirits collided with each other, as if they were already a scene of purgatory.

"Qi'er! Grandpa is sorry for you! I can't protect you! Now I finally killed this evil man and avenge you!..." Looking at the firelight, the white-haired Bao Xuzi couldn't help but burst into tears and kept shaking his head and whispering.

"Thunder moves nine heavens!" At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the layers of flames.

"What? He is not dead yet?" Bao Xuzi was shocked and was about to release his spiritual sense of tango, but suddenly a rumbling drum sound came from his ears.

The sound of drumbeats rolled into Baoxuzi's ears like thunder, but it seemed to hit him in his heart, making him feel restless.

"The magic spell of the attack of the spiritual consciousness at this time? I didn't expect that these two magic weapons of this kid would have such a wonderful use, but they were just struggling to death!" After all, Bao Xuzi's spiritual consciousness was still superior to ordinary early-stage cultivators of the Nascent Soul stage. Although he was attacked by Lei Dong Jiutian, he could still quickly hug Shouyi, eliminated the distracting thoughts in his heart, and basically maintained the stability of his soul.

At this time, a figure completely covered by flames appeared on the edge of the flames, and his blood-red eyes looked even more ferocious and terrifying against the backdrop of the fire. It was Xiaochuan who had just launched the thunder and nine heavens.

Bao Xuzi knew that these fire spirits were all born from the most rare and powerful fire seeds in the world. Ordinary golden elixir monks would be completely refined in a short time. Even if this kid's body was strong, he could not last for a moment. However, when he saw Xiaochuan's figure, Bao Xuzi suddenly felt an extremely dangerous aura and involuntarily set up a light to retreat.

Unfortunately, everything was too late. Bao Xuzi suddenly felt a stinging pain in the sea of ​​consciousness without any warning, and then the five consciousnesses were lost, completely losing control of the body.

But the spiritual consciousness of the great cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage is extremely powerful after all. After just a moment of loss of consciousness, Bao Xuzi immediately recovered his consciousness.

"What a powerful magic attack spell! What kind of magic is this? I didn't expect that this kid's dying attack was so terrifying!" The sea of ​​consciousness is extremely important to cultivators. Even if he has a high level of cultivation and loses the power of his soul, he can only be a walking corpse. Bao Xuzi, who was severely injured in the sea of ​​consciousness, could not help but be afraid.

"Ah! You..." When the terrified Bao Xuzi saw the fire man standing in front of him, he was even more frightened and ascended to heaven and his soul was scattered.

"Give me the Nascent Soul!" Unfortunately, Xiaochuan would no longer give Hu Xuzi any chance. He broke through his dantian Qihai with one punch and grabbed the small Nascent Soul that was more than three inches long inside in his hand.

"What? How could you not be refined?" The Nascent Soul, who was carrying Xuzi, still couldn't believe this fact, but happened to see his body ignited by the flames on Xiaochuan's body and instantly turned into ashes.

It’s a pity that this great monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul and a very noble alchemist played with flames for thousands of years, but in the end his body still could not escape the fate of being swallowed by flames. This is also the fate of everything in the world, every drink and peck is a certainty.

After Ogawa took out the Nascent Soul who was holding Xu Zi, he did not treat him as a great monk at all. After taking a cold look, he opened his hand and threw him out.

"Boy! You dare to destroy my body! Sooner or later, you will pay the price!" Although the body was destroyed, his cultivation was still there. Bao Xuzi's little Nascent Soul was full of anger and shouted angrily, and he was about to use the teleportation technique to escape from it.

But at this moment, a strange pig-shaped monster appeared out of thin air next to Baoxuzi Yuanying and swallowed it in one bite.
Chapter completed!