>[Text] The 640th Holy Fire

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?Xiaopan's slender hand moved this jade hairpin, and his beautiful figure came like a cloud breaking through the moon and controlling the wind. ** was clearly just a delicate little woman, but gave people the majestic atmosphere of thousands of troops rushing and thousands of horses. Under this momentum, I saw the originally brilliant and blooming lotus flowers, and began to have a kind of uneasy fluctuation. The petals closed, and the stamens inside were stretched out from the inside like thousands of willow branches, as if I wanted to use these stamens to weave a shield that could withstand the attack in front of me in an instant.

However, Xiaopan's jade hairpin was not tricky, and seemed to be stretching and slow in movement, but it could always beat the extremely complicated opponent in front of her. She saw that she had not changed much, and the stamen was wrapped around her arm, but it was like nothing, and she had no way to leverage the force. However, the jade hairpin had already tied up with a lotus flower and was just closed on the petals.

"Puchi~~" with a light sound, the closed lotus quickly faded like a deflated ball, and the color of the petals became dull. There were already some dry marks at the tip of the petals. It seemed that the light blow from Xiaopan seemed to have sucked away all its essence of life.

At this moment, Xiaopan's figure also followed, looked at the bottom of the altar, and then showed a beautiful smile, saying, "What a powerful restriction, it turned out to be an endless fall."

After saying this, her sleeves stretched out, and the space around her hundreds of meters seemed to be infinitely concentrated. In a blink of an eye, the snow light was like lightning, and the small plate stepped forward and stood on the altar again. The jade hairpin was raised high, forming a crystal-carved sword in the sky, slashing down from a high point. When she was about to hit the altar, she suddenly whirled again, like an antelope hanging on its horns without traces. A water waterfall rushed down with thousands of waves. The waves were as pure as snow and transparent as ice, and were washed by thousands of wind and rain, passing through the white clouds and dogs, rushing endlessly.

Zhang Chong, who was falling rapidly, suddenly stopped slightly, and his body was like a layer of soft cloth wrapped around him, and he immediately slowed down. In this silky space, his mind was also exquisite and transparent. He rolled for more than ten circles in a row, removed the downward force, and rushed horizontally.

In the long whereabouts, he felt that there seemed to be no end, and he could not go down. There was only one direction, which was around him. Thinking of this, Zhang Chong didn't care which direction it was. In short, there was always nothing wrong with trying it out.

There was a faint gray mist in front of me. In the mist, there seemed to be invisible thin filaments. As he pulled him inward, the power became stronger and stronger. Zhang Chong was caught off guard and wanted to resist this power, but it was like an invisible silver needle. I don’t know which direction it stabbed, and stabbed Zhang Chong hard in his heart. The feeling of severe pain came, and Zhang Chong couldn’t help but exclaimed. However, just as he resisted the power and flew back, he was attacked several times in a row. However, because Zhang Chong had already had previous experience, the last few attacks were not as painful as the first time, but it was elusive and irresistible.

However, the more he retreated, the attack gradually disappeared.

It seems that only in the thick fog can he be attacked like this. Zhang Chong thought in his heart, but he couldn't help but be confused. He tried hard to recall the situation when he was attacked before, and he also understood it a little, as if as long as he did not resist the force that pulled him into the inside, he would not be attacked.

Of course, this is just an idea. If you want to try it, it is like joking about your own body. When Zhang Chong thought of this, he also understood that he needed to make a decision, which was very risky.

"Do you want to try?" Zhang Chong was thinking about this question, but suddenly he felt like he was falling down. This shocked him. He stopped thinking about it and rushed forward. The breath of the ancient divine furnace was fully opened, and the strength was so strong that it exceeded the distance he had entered into the fog before. It seemed that he didn't need to think more about this situation at the moment. Compared to the rapid fall, this environment was obviously much better.

The ancient divine furnace was burning quietly, and the Butian Stone was hanging slowly above Zhang Chong's forehead. However, no matter how Zhang Chong activated it, the Butian Stone could not emit light and illuminate this mysterious place. What Zhang Chong's eyesight saw was definitely no more than five feet away. This distance was no different from the blind man for him.

"Roar ~~" ​​Suddenly, waves of beast roars came over. A tiger as big as a mountain, with colorful fur shining around it, and its big claws flew towards him, with the sharp sound of the wind, endlessly heard.

"Not good~~" Zhang Chong reacted very quickly. He was about to dodge, but suddenly remembered something and quickly stopped his figure. At this time, a tingling pain was already piercing his heart. He stood like a lunar calendar, his eyes were filled with lightning, and he looked at the tiger brightly, but he never moved again, and looked like he could be slaughtered.

"There shouldn't be such a tiger in this kind of place. If there is one, it should be like him. He needs to resist that mysterious force and will never emit such powerful momentum." Zhang Chongmin also felt that the tiger's attack was very domineering, but the murderous intent was extremely difficult for him to feel. Moreover, he chose to expose his body very early. If the spirit beast with these characteristics is not a spirit beast with high strength but extremely low IQ and no combat experience, it is another kind, just an illusion of nothingness.

Looking at the sharp claws rushing in front of him, Zhang Chong's eyes did not blink, and he looked firmly. When he was about to be hit, the claw shadow turned into a breeze and dissipated, and a ray of light slowly emerged in front of him.

As he moved forward, the fog gradually dissipated, and the light in front of him became brighter and brighter. Zhang Chongping calmed down and slowly let the power of attraction attracted him to move forward. After walking for a while, all the fog had dissipated.

A very shining color grabbed Zhang Chong's eyes tightly, making him unable to look away. It was a beam of flame hanging in the air, staring at its brilliance as if no one was around, with an imposing and glory as if nothing had happened.

Holy Fire~~~

Although Zhang Chong was already prepared in his heart, he still couldn't help but twitch when he first saw the holy fire. It was so wonderful that this feeling could no longer be described in words. That kind of beauty made you unable to help but want to get close. Although you knew it would burn yourself, you still tried your best to touch it. You still didn't feel satisfied if you wanted to observe every meticulous place with your eyes.

The aura of the ancient divine furnace swelled, making a rumbling sound, which seemed to be an inexplicable surprise, and moved restlessly. The holy fire was not very big, hanging there, with fire lights blooming, and the sloping fire light seemed to be emitting endless messages.

The steaming breath lingers, and every bit of light and heat seem to penetrate the void and silently blend into Zhang Chong's heart.

Zhang Chong walked slowly over, and his right hand gently held forward, holding the holy fire above the palm of his hand. In an instant, the huge information exploded in his ears with a thunderous sound, causing him to tremble slightly involuntarily. In his eyes, there was nothing else except the image of the holy fire.

His right hand was already translucent, as if it had been burned to melt away.

The ancient divine furnace in the body let out a wailing cry, as if it was about to burst open. All the seal patterns around the furnace were lit up, and the light was flowing rapidly on the furnace like lightning.

At this time, the Bu Tian Stone emitted a white light and shot into the furnace, as if feeding back to the ancient divine furnace, and as if absorbing the power from the holy fire. However, Zhang Chong was like an old monk entering into meditation and did not move at all.

Xiaopan stood on the hall and suddenly felt a trembling under her feet. The huge rocks in the hall were shaking like spider webs, shaking wildly. All the restrictions disappeared, and everything was on the verge of collapse. But she looked happy and laughed to the sky, her voice echoing in the air like silver bells.

Suddenly, her smile stopped, and her eyes looked towards the entrance of the hall. I saw that there were two beasts standing there. The eyes of the beast god were still fierce, looking at her with a gloomy face and said coldly,

"You are not dead."

"Haha~~" Xiaopan smiled twice again and said to the beast god, "You will definitely not die if you haven't died."

After hearing this, the beast god shouted twice, as if with great anger. It still said calmly, "Demon, this will not be bewitched by you again and will kill you."

"Is it up to you?" Xiaopan said with a smile. Although she had an angelic face, her words were filled with murderous intent. "This time, you don't need to rely on you, a stupid and stupid beast, to create the world you want alone."

When he said this, the jade hairpin in his hand was raised high, with clouds and smoke, and walked around the head and neck of the Beast God. On the neck of the Beast God, the string of sapphires as big as goose eggs lit up one after another. The Beast God also roared, and his claws were slapped forward, slapped heavily.

The Sunset Aegis Shield quickly drew a halo in Leng Qingqiu's hands, protecting her and Yue. In the battle in front of him, the strength of the two was too strong, and even if they rushed up, they would not help. Therefore, they stepped aside and watched the changes.

"Zhang Chong, where are you?" Leng Qingqiu thought anxiously in her heart.

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