Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

Her hands were still bound, so her balance was difficult to control, and she staggered for several steps before she stabilized her figure.

"Bang."

With a loud bang, the vermilion-colored golden phoenix gate behind her was completely closed.

It was a closed room, completely dark.

If it weren't for Ling Luo's extremely powerful spiritual domain, he would have already activated his six senses and possessed the ability of night vision.

Ling Luo narrowed her eyes.

This is an empty hall in the shape of eight trigrams.On the eight corners of the gossip, there are eight glazed lamps the size of washbasins.

"Puff puff".

Suddenly, in the eerie dark hall, eight clusters of flames suddenly lit up.

Ling Luo's face turned cold, and his vigilance was fully activated.

Inside the eight glazed lamps, there are eight flames of different colors.

The red mortal fire.

Green ghostly will-o'-the-wisps.

The white core is blazing.

The golden fire of punishment.

Blue ice and flames.

The flame of purple charm.

Cyan Flaming Foxfire.

Black hell fire.

Ling Luo, who is a Huo Yuan cultivator, recognized these eight extremely precious flames in the world at a glance.

Her eyes suddenly burst into extremely excited light, these are the flames that Huoyuan cultivators dream of.

However, these things are still inferior to his own Emperor's Extreme Fire.

The Xiling family can actually gather eight of the thirteen different types of fire in the world, which shows its strength.

A gleam of light flashed across Ling Luo's eyes.

Her heart is like a mirror.

This is a real trial!

She struggled hard, and suddenly found that the rope in her hand couldn't be pulled at all.

broken.

If the hands are bound, there is no way to seal and draw the array pattern, so as to defend and attack!

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom".

There was no time for her to react and think. From all directions, there were eight groups of extremely ferocious strange fires the size of a person, thinking about the direction she was standing in, and attacking violently!

Ling Luo was as light as a swallow, she dodged, followed by a side flip, dodging the attacks of the white blazing fire and the golden fire of punishment.

"Boom—" A loud bang.

The two flames slammed heavily on the huge cupboard behind her, and burned to ashes in an instant.

Ling Luo's eyes turned cold.

Empress Xiling used eight precious different fires to burn her to death?

She, Ling Luo, is the divine body of Jihuo, and the emperor's fire is under her control. The precious strange fire can only be regarded as a minister's fire at best, and in front of the emperor's Jihuo, she can only bow her head and be called a minister!

Ling Luo no longer dodged or struggled, but slowly lowered her head, stopped her waist, and stood still.

In the most luxurious main hall of Huoluan Palace, on a comfortable soft chair, Xiling Yunqing reclined comfortably.

She held a crystal ball in her hand, and what was reflected in the crystal ball was the scene of Ling Luo being attacked by eight kinds of precious different fires in that dark room.

"The performance is very average."

Xiling Yunqing's beautiful peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and the black pupils were full of scrutiny.

"Mother, can you stop doing this?" Xuanyuan Yu's handsome face was twisted all the time, from the moment he saw the scene inside the crystal ball, it never relaxed.

Xiling Yunqing didn't seem to hear Xuanyuan Yu's words, her eyes were fixed on the inside of the crystal ball.

suddenly--

"Huh? Why didn't she move? Did she give up resistance?"