I'm afraid of pain, so I put all my defense into it.

"What's going on, Old Ji, my body is out of control!"

Holy Son Huo Qian was a little panicked. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

"Holy Son, I am the same. There is some kind of power that forcibly controls our actions. What kind of power is this? Even a Mahayana cultivator can be bound by it!"

Old Ji was also a little flustered. A look of fear flashed in his eyes. He had a bad premonition that this strange situation might be related to the black flame.

While speaking, a man and a beast had already rushed towards the black flame, kneeling on the ground with their hands raised high, as if they were worshiping.

"Why do I have the urge to kneel down, and my body actually rushed towards the flame!"

"That's right, it must be the flame that caused the trouble. Damn it, what on earth is there in it that can actually control our actions!"

Old Ji was terrified. His body did not stop at all and directly sank into the pitch-black flame.

In an instant, the spiritual power in the body burned at an extremely terrifying speed, and the original huge amount of spiritual power disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The same is true for Huo Qian Shengzi. He only has the cultivation level of the Tribulation Crossing Stage, and the spiritual power in his body is not comparable to that of the Mahayana Stage. In just a breath of time, the spiritual power in his Dantian has begun to dry up.

"This flame can actually devour the spiritual power in the body of a cultivator, and the speed of devouring is so terrifying!"

"Qilin Secret Technique!"

Huo Qian Shengzi was completely panicked and directly activated his trump card to activate the Qilin bloodline in his body. Layers of mysterious blood-colored runes appeared, and the ancient atmosphere filled the air, making up for the shortage of spiritual power in his body.

However, the burning of the flame is still continuing. After the spiritual power is exhausted, the flame begins to devour the Qilin bloodline power in Huo Qian Shengzi's body.

"This flame can even devour the power of the Qilin bloodline, what is its origin!"

"Old Ji, think of a way quickly, if this continues, the Qilin bloodline in my body will be devoured!"

The Holy Son of Huo Qian shouted, but his body was firmly kneeling on the ground, unable to move.

It was extremely frightened. The Qilin bloodline was its greatest reliance. It was because of the existence of this bloodline power that it could practice quickly, comprehend profound skills, and fight beyond its level.

Now the bloodline power was disappearing at a terrifying speed. If this continued, even if it was saved, it would be difficult to gain a foothold in the Huolin Cave without the bloodline power.

Old Ji also realized the seriousness of the problem. The spiritual power in his body had been burned by more than half, not to mention that he was only a Holy Son in the Tribulation Crossing Period. The bloodline power was the foundation of the Huolin Cave cultivators. If it was devoured, it would be difficult to practice in the future.

It was equivalent to a useless person!

He was extremely anxious. He couldn't see anything in the darkness. He could only feel that his hand vaguely touched a cold metal object, which was very sharp. It seemed to be a sword?

The treasure in the flame was a sword?

Was this black flame released by a sword?

In the center of the flame, Li Xiaobai had a smile on his face.

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[Hellfire (God-level skill) current coverage: 410 meters. ]

The cultivators in the Huolin Cave were extraordinary. One man and one beast, in just a few breaths, increased the burning range of the hellfire by several meters.

"Haha, kid, knock them down!"

Ji Wuqing continued to be excited, his two small eyes staring at the two kneeling figures in front of him.

"Go away. The utilization of resources requires sustainable development. What do you know?"

Li Xiaobai casually pushed Ji Wuqing aside and silently calculated the time in his heart.

Put the long sword in his hand into the ring, and the skill disappeared.

"Run!"

The Holy Son of Fire and Old Ji in the flames regained their freedom instantly. They didn't care about anything else and rushed out of the flames with all their strength. Their bodies flashed and retreated hundreds of meters.

His eyes were full of fear.

The Holy Son of Fire was panting heavily. The spiritual power in his body had been completely exhausted. Not only that, the blood power in his body was also much thinner. This wave of losses was a big loss.

The blood power was the foundation of its existence. If it was damaged, its strength would be greatly reduced. It was possible that it would have to leave the trial early in this trial.

"Son, are you okay?"

Old Ji took out bottles of pills and quickly helped the Holy Son Huo Qian take them. He used his skills to quickly help him recover his spiritual power.

"Old Ji, this flame is too evil. I was reckless. My bloodline is damaged. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to compete with other Holy Sons in this trial."

The Holy Son Huo Qian looked a little bittersaid bitterly.

"Holy Son, don't think too much. The trial period is full of variables. No one knows the outcome until the end."

"Let's go back first. The matter of the flame will be discussed in the long run."

Ji Lao comforted him. The foundation of the Holy Son was damaged, and his Tao heart must not be damaged again.

"No, the Holy Sons already know about the flame. How can I be the only one injured?"

"There should be other Holy Sons coming tonight. Let's wait here and lead other Holy Sons into the flame to check!"

The cold light flashed in the eyes of the Holy Son Huo Qian, and he said grimly. Anyway, its strength has been damaged, so it's better to be straightforward and let everyone's strength be damaged together.

If you average it out like this, the gap in everyone's strength is still that much.

Ji Lao thought for a moment and nodded slowly. Although it was a bad trick, it was useful.

Otherwise, it would be really difficult for the Holy Son to be competitive with the current one.

The man and the beast retreated silently and hid behind a huge rock a mile away. They couldn't figure out the direction of the black flame. In order to prevent the body from losing control again, they decided to stay away.

Li Xiaobai watched everything in the depths of the flame and did not stop it. It was just a mile away, and it was useless in front of his skills.

Wait for the man and the beast to recover first, and then level up again.

The fourth battlefield was quiet, a few minutes later.

A piece of rubble fell from the sky and hit the ground with a crisp sound.

The Holy Son of Fire Qian did not move, holding his breath and waiting for what would happen next.

After a few breaths, another white figure broke into Li Xiaobai's sight. This figure was sneaky, looking back every three steps, and had a strong anti-reconnaissance awareness.

After wandering and observing in the distance for a while, he trotted towards the black flame in the battlefield.

Li Xiaobai was happy. It was none other than Er Gouzi. It had to be said that this guy was quite cautious. He first used his voice to test whether there were other people here, and then deliberately pretended to find a stalker to check whether there was anyone really following him.

It was a pity that the real boss behind the scenes was not behind him, but in the flames in front of him.

Those who came today were all leeks.

Harvesting, without mercy.