When the last flame fell, Qincheng's Xuanwu talismans had all been exhausted.

With a loud bang, the flames hit Qin Cheng's head, completely bombarding his body into the golden platform.

The flames fell, and it expanded into the sky again. The boundless sea of ​​fire ignited the golden platform and swallowed Qincheng.

"Qincheng!"

When Ouyang Qiaoer saw this scene, she couldn't help biting her teeth, her face full of worry.

Su Wan's face was a little solemn, no longer as relaxed as before.

"This Qincheng is probably dead this time."

"The immortal arts and the immortal master's heart method have all appeared, and Qin Cheng lost no blame."

"I can't imagine that Qincheng has any possibility of turning defeat into victory." Someone shook his head and said, "Cultivation, martial arts, and magic are all weaker than Huo Rong. I'm afraid the outcome of this battle will be decided."

"Unless Qincheng has also had a magical art that can show the Taoist image, but how is this possible?"

Outside the polar region, Huo Chong smiled when he saw Qin Cheng being bombarded directly into the ground by a seven-headed fire phoenix.

Huo Rong won this time.

Grandma Zhen and Grandma Yu looked very serious.

"Commander, he must have a way, and Commander Qin will not lose."

Wu Tong and others, on their cheeks, the fire above the Holy Mountain was reflected. Although they were extremely nervous, their expressions were firm.

On the golden platform, in the endless sea of ​​fire.

The seven-headed fire phoenix showed no mercy under the control of Huo Rong.

Instead of stopping, they kept dancing their wings towards the sea of ​​fire, continuing to add to the heat of the sea of ​​fire.

"Qincheng, how long can you last in this fire?"

Huo Rong had a sneer on his lips.

Within three days, I had no other means of practicing, and I had no time to practice more. Among the Taoist priests left by the Heavenly Fire Immortal Lord, the Fire Phoenix Burning Heaven is one of the most suitable means for me.

Huo Rong is very proud to be able to practice immortal arts to this level in three days.

And he felt that Qincheng had no way out.

When Qin Cheng's body was melted by the fire, he grabbed his soul.

In the sky, fire phoenixes flew around the sea of ​​fire, and they were suspended around the sea of ​​fire. The golden platform was extremely hard. Qincheng had no way to escape, so he could only fight head-on with himself.

But facing his seven-headed divine beast Fire Phoenix, Qin Cheng had no chance at all.

Everyone was quietly watching the burning platform at this time.

They could vaguely feel the breath of Qincheng, right in the flames.

No movement, no dissipation.

"What is Qin Cheng doing? In this flame, even if he has the source of flame, he may not be able to last for too long. He may not be able to withstand such spiritual energy consumption." Ouyang Qiaoer said anxiously.

Not only Ouyang Qiaoer, but everyone also felt confused.

Judging from Qin Cheng's previous performance, Qin Cheng is not a reckless and brainless monk. He should know that staying in the sea of ​​fire will only slowly consume all his spiritual energy.

But now he sinks into the sea of ​​fire and stays in it. He is seriously injured and unable to escape, or is he brewing something.

But what kind of means does Qincheng need to be brewed in the sea of ​​fire.

Just as everyone was surging with all kinds of thoughts.

"Friends, have you heard any movement?"

Suddenly, a monk with a keen sense of spiritual consciousness spoke.

"In the sea of ​​fire, there seems to be some sound."

"It's the direction where Qincheng is, the sound of the eggshell breaking, as if something breaks out."

Everyone sensed the strange sounds in the sea of ​​fire.

"Did Qin Cheng use any means?"

At the same time, everyone looked at that position together.

"roar!"

The next moment, a shocking beast roar suddenly sounded from the depths of the sea of ​​fire.


Chapter completed!