The moment the lava fire contacted the purple flame, Lin Feng's heart sank. The purple flame was even more powerful than he expected. Just by touching this, he felt a stinging pain in his mind, and he could hardly control the lava fire.

Before, when the purple flame was controlled by Cheng Beikong, the lava fire was no match. Now that the purple flame was completely out of control and began to destroy itself, it was even more difficult to suppress. On the fire net formed by the lava fire, there were many cracks in the blink of an eye, clusters of purple flames were struggling out, just like a thin net that trapped a fish that was too big, and could be torn apart at any time.

However, Lin Feng's move was effective. At least the spread of the purple flame fire was stopped, and the fearful destructive force was offset a lot. Seeing this, everyone around him breathed a sigh of relief. Even the people from the Zi Yan Sect were happy and almost couldn't help but applaud Lin Feng.

“Buzz…”

At this moment, the space outside the strange fire suddenly shook, and the wind roared and blizzards surged, heading towards the center from all directions. Lin Feng immediately felt the pressure lighter, and his eyes turned, and he saw Bai Honglin nodding slightly to himself not far away. The ice and snow mountain and river map above his head was shining brightly. It was obvious that he was urging the power of the mountain and river map to help suppress Zi Yaohuo.

But...it's still not enough...

Although Bai Honglin's help reduced Lin Feng's pressure slightly, it was not enough to completely stop Zi Yaohu from destroying himself. If this continues, it would be only a delay for a moment at most.

What to do now? Will others seize the time to escape? Of course, there will be no problem for the people from Ziyan Sect, but this is the base camp of Xuanbing Palace, so how can the people from Xuanbing Palace run? Even if this is the case, everyone else will escape. But once Lin Feng and Bai Honglin stop, Zi Yaohuo will explode immediately. It is difficult to say whether the two can save their lives.

So, what about transferring the purple flame?

As soon as this thought appeared, a flash of light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes and he said secretly: "By the way! Qiankun Treasure Pot!"

It is probably impossible to just grab the purple flame fire that is hundreds of meters tall, but if you install it, you might be able to do it!

There was no time to hesitate. Lin Feng, who thought of this method, immediately raised his left hand and made a move across the air. A blurry phantom roared around the strange fire in front of him and flew into his hand. While he caught the Qiankun treasure pot, his mind moved slightly, and then frowned and said to himself: "The damage level is 92%. I don't know if it can be held on..."

There are still some materials to repair Qiankun Baoke, but there is no time for Lin Feng to repair it. He threw the treasure pot in his hand forward, and activated the power. As soon as the lid of the treasure pot opened, a transparent suction vortex immediately appeared in the air and expanded rapidly.

But then the problem arose: Zi Yaohuo is now wrapped in lava fire, and Lin Feng dared not relax at all. It is probably impossible to take away Zi Yaohuo alone. Moreover, even if it is possible, Zi Yaohuo, which has no restraint, may immediately blow up the Qiankun treasure pot.

It seems that there is no choice...

Lin Feng sighed in his heart, and had no time to think about the serious consequences that might be caused by doing so. He looked certain, grabbed the void with his right hand, and then pulled it back. With his movement, the lava fire in the air ahead suddenly surged, and faintly turned into the shape of a huge palm, "catching" the purple flame fire inside and pulled it into the expanded suction vortex...

The previous scene appeared again, and the raging flames swirled into the Qiankun treasure pot in a crazi manner. In just a few blinks, all the strange fires that had just covered hundreds of meters disappeared, leaving only an ancient pot that could not stop buzzing and trembling floating alone in the air.

At the same time as the lid of the pot was buckled, Lin Feng's figure flashed in front of the Qiankun Bao Pot and reached out to hold it firmly.

"She..." A figure that made people's scalp numb from Lin Feng's hand came out. A stream of blue smoke came out, and even a bit of burnt smell. Lin Feng's brow locked, gritted his teeth without saying a word. With his current physical strength, he would have been burned. It can be seen how terrifying the temperature of the Qiankun Bao Pot was at this time.

Although his right hand had almost lost consciousness, a hint of joy flashed through Lin Feng's eyes. What he feared most was that he would break when he touched the Qiankun treasure pot. Fortunately, this situation did not happen, but the crisis had not yet been resolved. He did not dare to delay at all. He immediately urged the red soul flying sword under his feet. The sword light flashed and quickly broke through the air like a meteor.

"Senior Bai, I'll leave it to you here!!"

Leave a message to Bai Honglin, Lin Feng's figure soon disappeared into the distant horizon...

...

Lin Feng is now holding a bomb that could explode at any time. All he has to do now is to find a safe place to start "dismantling the bomb".

The speed of the Red Soul Flying Sword was activated to the extreme. After flying for a while, Lin Feng turned around and could no longer see the shadow of Xuanbing Palace. He immediately landed on a barren mountain.

Sitting cross-legged, Lin Feng flipped his left hand and took out a few spiritual materials from the object-taking ring, put them together with the Qiankun treasure pot in his right hand, and whispered: "Fix it!!"

"Bang!!" A ball of flame appeared out of thin air, wrapping up the Qiankun treasure pot and several spiritual materials, and starting to repair it.

"Huh..." He held the flames with his right hand and raised his left hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. Lin Feng then breathed a long sigh and murmured, "It's okay, it's almost done..."

When he landed just now, he almost heard the sound of Qiankun Baoke breaking, just like the lead of a bomb that had reached its end. Fortunately, the repair started in time, which was equivalent to extending the lead a piece and gaining a little breathing opportunity.

However, there are only a little repair material that can be used, and the lava fire is in the Qiankun treasure pot. Now the repair is made of ordinary spiritual fires like the past, and the repair efficiency is greatly reduced. At most, it can only be obtained for more than ten minutes. If this "bomb" is not completely removed within this time, it will be really over.

Fortunately, even if the "bomb disposal" fails, Lin Feng will not have any worries about his life, because at that time, he will throw out the Qiankun treasure pot and seize the time to escape. But in that case, he will probably lose three treasures, namely the Qiankun treasure pot, Zi Yao Fire and Lava Fire.

...

After a few breaths, Lin Fengqiang raised his energy and stared at the universe in the flames in front of him and began to ponder.

"As long as the repair stops, the Qiankun treasure pot will explode; as long as the lava fire is pulled out, the result will be the same... There is no way back now, the only way is to refine the purple flame fire!!"

Lin Feng pondered for a moment, determined his mind, his eyes slightly condensed, the true energy in his body activated, and his left hand pinched the flame in front of him, and pointed it on the Qiankun treasure pot...
Chapter completed!