Genius Fortune-teller

Lying trough, this special where or fire, clearly is a thunder!

Under the impact of the fierce tongue of fire, Lin Bai's body is full of blood and flesh. Raoshi's body is tough and vigorous, and he flies backward. His ribs are broken, and his muscles and veins are even damaged. The blood is full of blood and can't be seen.

Not only that, under the power of the tongue of fire, it was not only Lin Bai who suffered such a wound. The flying sword, which had been floating in the fire and had completely damaged its pattern, now completely broke apart and almost became pieces. It was constantly floating in the fire field. It seemed that at any time, it might be burned into the air by the fire

However, as Lin Bai can see, under the terrible fire, although the flying sword is broken inch by inch, the broken pieces of the flying sword are more exquisite than before. It seems that many impurities in it are completely released because of this fierce bombardment, which makes the materials of the casting flying sword more pure.

Not only that, in those fragments, in addition to the previously owned colorful breath circulation, but also vaguely, there seems to be a wisp of black and white breath in the change, like life and death in the cycle, to turn into reincarnation.

The material of flying sword has experienced a higher degree of heat, and has a more magical effect, which should be a very fortunate thing. But now Lin Bai is not happy.

Although the material of the flying sword has been improved and refined, he does not have the power to re engrave the Dao patterns on the material of the flying sword under the great fire. Moreover, he doubts that even if he has the ability to engrave the Dao patterns, will those Dao patterns be destroyed by the great fire as soon as they appear.

What's more, the fury of the fire is even more fatal to Lin Bai's own trauma. He doesn't know if he can bear the fury of the fire under the control of yin and Yang.

Boom! Just as he was trying to verify what Lin Bai was thinking and how long he could last under the fierce fire, just as his mind changed, there was another roaring fire.

The fierce fire swept the sky and the earth, and made Lin Bai fly upside down directly. It made Lin Bai's skin split and his whole body full of blood, as if he had completely become a bloody man. Moreover, because of the fierce fire, his spirit is also restless. In his spirit, it is like a fire left behind, and it seems to burn to ashes.

This is a kind of unspeakable suffering. The horror of the tongue of fire is far more than Lin Bai's previous natural calamity punishment. He can no longer deal with it as calmly as before. If he is not careful, he will die.

This is a kind of extreme disaster, or ordinary people. Under this terrible fire, any strike will directly turn them into ashes and make them lose confidence. Only Lin Bai, who has great determination and determination, can support them.

And now, just because of the tragic situation, Lin Bai, who has no time to look after himself, has not found that in the eighth fire field, there is a virtual shadow standing between the colorful flames. No matter how noisy the fire is, they do not dare to approach the shadow at all. It seems that there is some sacred momentum in the shadow, which makes them dare not act rashly.

Now the virtual shadow is staring at Lin Bai tightly. It seems that it wants to see when Lin Bai can support it, and what kind of means Lin Bai will eventually use to deal with all this.

And looking at Lin Bai, who was already skin and flesh, with a weak breath, still didn't have any intention of shrinking. After the constant confrontation with the fire, the virtual shadow nodded slightly. It seemed that he was very satisfied with Lin Bai's fighting spirit.

However, this kind of satisfaction did not change the virtual shadow, and wanted to add more suffering to Lin Bai's mood. After nodding slightly, Xu Ying's hand gently moves along the ninth fire field. At that time, another fire of yin and Yang roars and pours directly into the eighth fire field. It's like cooking oil with fire, which makes the fire here more noisy and uneasy.

What happened and why did the situation become so weird?! Looking at the fire suddenly rose a few minutes, Lin Bai's eyebrows can not help but deeply wrinkle, the doubt in the heart is more and more deep. He didn't understand what happened in this fire field, whether someone was calculating himself or because he was not recognized by heaven and earth.

Click! Under the fire, which suddenly soared for several minutes, the flying sword, which had been turned into countless pieces, is now breaking apart again, piece by piece, as if it were going to turn into dust, floating among the flames.

"Why Lin Bai whispered bitterly, and his voice was full of helplessness and indignation. The materials for casting a flying sword are extremely rare. Even if he searched all over fangzhangzhou and Kunlun holy land, he only got the materials for casting a flying sword.

It's no exaggeration to say that these materials are rare and precious, but now they are turning into dust. He can't imagine how difficult it would be if he lost them and wanted to collect them again.

What's more, if Feijian doesn't succeed in casting, even if he can survive the disaster and enter the fairyland smoothly, what strength will he have to fight against those so-called immortals and welcome back Sophia and Li Qingnan.

The light of the fire is heavy, and billions of wisps of it are like the flame of God's anger falling down continuously. It bombards the fragments of the flying sword, making bursts of sonorous sound and deafening rhythm, flowing out the unspeakable mystery.In fact, it's not just Feijian. Under the current fire, Lin Bai's situation is not so good. Under the wild attack of the fire, Rao Shi tried his best to stop it, but he could not stop it at all. His body was already bloody under the attack of the fire, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse.

It's not that he didn't think about the means to deal with it, or that he didn't release the Fu pen. He wanted to use the power of the Fu pen to control the five elements to hook up the fire in the fire field, so as not to damage himself. But the fire of yin and Yang in the fire field is like jumping out of the category of the five elements. No matter how the Fu pen affects it, it can't mobilize a little bit of it.

Even in this terrible fire, even the earth vein Qiu long could not damage it at all. The earth vein Qiu long just entered it and was quickly occupied by the flames. After the roar, it disappeared.

Under this power, Lin Bai felt unprecedented despair. Now he is faced with these terrible fires, which are totally different from the robberies and punishments he has experienced in the past, and they are even more powerful. Although the mighty flame will shine all around, the darkness in the heart makes people feel that they can't see any light, but there is nothing else except despair.

This scene even made Lin Bai begin to doubt whether his road is going to end here

Boom! It was another wave of the fire's wild attack. Like a broken kite, Lin Bai bumped heavily against the stone wall of the fire area. There was no good meat on his whole body. His bones creaked and seemed to break. Pieces of flesh and blood flew out, splashed around and landed on the flying sword pieces in the sea of fire.

Zheng! Just after the rain of blood and debris, the flying sword fragments, which were almost turned into dust, began to shine. Although they were just a little dust like things, they still released the soaring sword Qi, straight to the nine clouds, and released endless wild offensive. That kind of situation even had to break through the sea of fire, making the fire area tremble.

"This is..." Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Bai was surprised. He thought that after being transformed into something like dust, all the materials for casting the flying sword had been burned, and all the spirituality had been transformed into worldly things.

But now it seems that he is wrong. Although the flying sword has turned into dust like pieces, the meaning of the sword in it has not disappeared. On the contrary, the fighting spirit has become more and more vigorous and powerful.

It's not the end, it's It's just the beginning! It's a road of transformation. It's never the time to stop until it's completely broken. Hope still exists and it's still releasing its brilliance!

A thousand tempering, only always! He suddenly thought of an old Chinese saying, "the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum comes from bitterness." without all these efforts, how can there be glory?!

Now the flying sword has turned into a dust like existence. If it wants to eliminate all spirituality under the fire, it still does not lose its fighting spirit. It still has the meaning of invincible sword. This is its belief in survival and the hope of transformation.

Blood and dust like flying sword pieces mixed together, constantly trembling, sending out bursts of Qingyue, such as the sound of a dragon. Every dust, like a soaring sword, cuts through the sea of fire. Between them, they are indomitable and tenacious.

A sword, even so, on the verge of disillusionment, still does not give up the existence of hope. As a primate of all things, as a man of flesh and blood, as a man who has experienced so many calamities, and finally come to this step, how can he give up easily with so many burdens on his shoulders?

Even if this is a painful disaster, even if this fire under the attack of a second, people are hard to bear, as if to make people to pieces, but how can we give up, how can we lose hope!

My heart will never die, my hope will last forever; my will will last forever, my sword will succeed! Lin Bai murmured, and there was light in his eyes.

At the same time, the virtual shadow in the fire field, with a low sigh, suddenly moved, quietly, and again disappeared into the forest white body!

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