Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 188 Burning Thousands of Miles

Dialect stared at a fist-sized thing in his hand in a daze. This was what was left after killing the dozen or so flame monsters. Each monster left one, a total of fourteen, which were full of pure fire elements. The spiritual energy is hundreds of times stronger than the top-grade fire-type spirit stones. What is this thing?
A familiar voice came from the dialect consciousness that was paying attention: "Boy, where did this come from?"

"Old man? Are you awake again?" It has been several years since I saw the old man last time, and I feel very kind when I see the old man's dialect. I have a lot of things I want to ask the old man for advice.

"It's not that I want to come out, it's that brother Jiu Huan is about to lose his hold. Boy, you have to hurry up if you want to save brother Jiu Huan. He was injured too badly this time."

Fang Yan was surprised when he heard the words, and quickly took out the Jiuqu Snow Ginseng that had been cultivated for eight or nine points and was still short of being fully promoted to the sixth rank: "Old man, do you think this can be used?"

"Jiuqu Snow Ginseng? Grade [-]?" The old man said in amazement, this was the most rare spiritual herb that day when Master Jiu Huan explained it. It was also of Grade [-], but Jiuqu Snow Ginseng is normally only Grade [-] and needs special cultivation Only to reach the sixth rank, how could this kid in front of me get it.

But soon the old man couldn't care less about talking with the dialect, rolled the Jiuqu Snow Ginseng and returned it to the ring.

After a while, the old man came out again: "Boy, this Jiuqu Snow Ginseng hasn't been fully promoted yet, Brother Jiuhuan's injury can only be delayed for a while, but if you want to recover some cultivation, you need to find other spirit ginseng as soon as possible." Herbal medicine will do."

"I know, I will try my best, but these sixth-grade spirit grasses cannot be obtained with spirit stones at all. I only have foundation building and cultivation, and I can only try my luck. This Jiuqu Snow Ginseng was just a coincidence." .”

"Hey, look at Brother Jiuhuan's luck. By the way, where did you get the Flame Heart Crystal?"

"Fire Heart Stone? You mean this?" Dialect turned back the fist-sized thing that he had just put away: "What's so special about this thing?"

"Fire Flame Heart Stone, a fire-type spiritual object, can only be produced in a fire-type spiritual land."

The old man didn't say the usefulness of this thing, but the dialect could hear it, it seems that this thing is useful to the old man: "Old man, can this flame heart spar help you restore your cultivation?"

"Restore your cultivation? That's not good, but this thing is a good thing. If you add it when you refine the flying sword, there is a high probability that you can refine a high-level fire-type flying sword. Don't waste it casually."

It turned out that it wasn't that the old man wanted the Flaming Heart Stone, but he was lamenting that he couldn't use such a good thing now. The old man was a Nascent Soul cultivator, and the high-level flying sword in his mouth had to be a high-grade treasure or above.

It's just that the dialect is out of the Dawu sword formation now, and he has no intention to refine other flying swords, and these flame heart spars will definitely not be able to be integrated into the thunder wood, but things that can move the old man's face must be kept away.

"Old man, can this flame heart spar be used as an energy core?" Dialect suddenly thought of a question. He didn't pick it from anywhere, but got it after killing monsters.

"Energy core? Could it be that someone used it to refine Huo Nu?" The old man was surprised and asked hastily.

"Huo Nu?" Dialect briefly explained to the old man the process of obtaining these things, and then let go of his shield to let the old man explore the huge crater behind him.

"Dialect, get out of here quickly. The things below are beyond your ability to deal with. If you kill Huo Nu, their master will trouble you soon. They must be monks in the Nascent Soul stage."

The old man's reminder came a bit late. Fang Yan had just heard that the other party might be the Great Nascent Soul Cultivator. Before he had time to move, he felt a strange fluctuation appearing around him, and everything around him was like a stone. Like throwing it into the water, there were waves.

When the dialect slowed down, he found that he was no longer outside the crater, and was in a sea of ​​flames. No matter above his head or around him, there were gushing flames. Countless pillars of fire formed a huge cage to trap him here. These pillars of fire The aura it exudes is not much worse than the Lihuo on him.

This fire prison is only a dozen feet in size, and the surrounding fire atmosphere is pressing towards him. In an instant, Dialect realized that his body seemed to be unable to stand the high temperature here. In the boundless sea of ​​flames, it took far more mana to move the long river scroll than usual, but after a short while, Fang Yan felt that he was struggling a little, and he was afraid that he would be roasted to death if he could not see the right owner.

Dialect puts away the long river scroll and sacrifices Lihuo at the same time. Compared with Lihuo, it is much easier to sacrifice Lihuo, but the surrounding fire atmosphere is far greater than the limit that dialect can bear, even if it is separated from Lihuo, it is difficult. How long to support.

However, Dialect has no other way. While sacrificing Lihuo, he tried his best to run the Fanjue body training technique to resist the fire force that constantly invaded his body.

Dialect is suffering here, but his shield from the fire is very happy. It keeps devouring the fire aura that invades nearby, and grows stronger. The fire aura here is much purer than what dialect swallowed before. , In a short while, the Lihuo of the dialect has grown a lot.

"Quack, it's a good material to make Huo Nu if it can be supported in the Huotian Prison." There came a harsh sound like two stones rubbing against each other.

Dialect looked in the direction where the voice came from, but found a figure standing in the sea of ​​flames outside, but this person was covered with flames, similar to those he defeated, but his breath was much stronger. Although the voice was ugly, the sentences were not as incoherent as the previous ones.

"Who are you, why did you bring me here?"

Although he knew that the person in front of him was the one who captured him, Fang Yan still asked aloud. He didn't know anything about the other party now, and when he sensed the fire atmosphere around him, the old man had already retracted into the ring, even if he went in and asked I couldn't find any results, so I could only try to get some news from the other party's mouth.

"I burn thousands of miles, and I will be your master. You don't need to know about the rest. If you kill my Huo slave, I can only refine you into a Huo slave. You are born with Lihuo. The previous ones are much stronger, quack." After another unpleasant sound, the figure disappeared in a whiz, but Fang Yan noticed that the surrounding earth fire was rushing towards him, and the speed was a little faster.

The earth fire breath that dialect could have been isolated from outside the body quickly broke through the protection of dialect and began to seep in. Immediately, dialect felt severe pain. His body can't withstand such a domineering anger attack. Although the anger is slightly worse than Lihuo's, the amount is much larger, more than a thousand times a thousand times a billion times.

Dialect just checked the surroundings for a while, and it seemed that he was trapped in a domain similar to what Rongcanghai used that day, but if such a large sea of ​​flames was a domain cultivated by a monk, Dialect would never believe it. It is definitely not something that a Jindan cultivator can do. Although the figure just now is powerful, much stronger than Zhou Yu, but he has definitely not reached the Nascent Soul stage, but the other party's pure control over the flames surprised Fang Yan. Any fluctuation can control the surrounding sea of ​​flames, it seems that this is not something that ordinary golden core monks can do.

If you are in the opponent's domain, your various evasion techniques will also be subject to a lot of restrictions. Fang Yan has not yet wanted to risk his life, but he is relieved when he hears that the opponent wants to refine himself into a fire slave At least for the time being, he won't come to cause trouble for him. Now he just needs to concentrate on dealing with these anger attacks. As for how to escape, let's take a step at a time.

Fang Yan focused on resisting the fire that invaded his body. As more and more fire-type breath poured into his body, Fang Yan seemed to have turned into a shadow of fire. Looking from a distance, he looked a little like the fire slave and their master. similar.

(End of this chapter)