Chapter 470 The Power of the Demon Fire

"Yes, you must never give up halfway."

Everyone immediately made up their minds to stay, and said solemnly: "After I get Xiao Da's spirit stone, I will naturally finish the task."

Xiao Da heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, smiled and cupped his hands and said: "You all are indeed men who speak their minds and have a lot of righteousness."

Then, he looked at Yang Qingxuan and said, "Brother Qingxuan, is there any way to destroy these green worms?"

The strength that Yang Qingxuan showed just now made Xiao Da almost rank the first in his attention.

Everyone was looking at Yang Qingxuan, unconsciously following his lead. Zhuge Shi took care of the broken arm and stood aside, looking a little lonely.

Yang Qingxuan said: "I slashed the green worm a few times just now, and found that the combat power of these worms is not strong. Just gathering together, it looks a little scary, and it is impossible to guard against."

Brother Yuan's face was also a little pale, and he said: "The fire attribute technique you cultivated can just restrain these green worms, and we will be in trouble. I just slashed a few swords, and I couldn't kill a few of them. There are several in one group." There are tens of thousands of them, and if there is no powerful flame to burn them, it may be difficult to clean them up."

Xiao Da also said: "Brother Qingxuan's palm just now seems to contain an extremely powerful demon fire, which is the nemesis of these green worms. It will take Brother Qingxuan to take care of these green worms."

Yang Qingxuan looked at the altar with a calm expression, and said, "Let me try."

As soon as his figure flashed, he flew down to the altar, and then walked over slowly.

Brother Yuan watched nervously, with all his heart raised in his throat. The others were also a little nervous. If Yang Qingxuan died, no matter how many spirit stones he had, he had to go back.

Yang Qingxuan walked into the range of the enchantment of the altar, then raised his hand, and a bright flame condensed on his fingertips and shot out.

"laugh."

The flame shot out through the air, and hit the green moss, with a "bang", a fist-sized flame exploded, and with a "buzz", a large number of green insects were startled, and they rushed over.

As soon as Yang Qingxuan's figure flashed, he retreated to a place fifty feet away from the altar, then drew a circle with his left hand, with Liuyang palm in his palm, and patted forward like a bright sun in the sky.

The huge palm shadow fell like a stream of fire, covering an area of ​​half an acre, and all the green worms that were chased out were all enveloped in it.

Those bugs were chasing Yang Qingxuan vigorously, when suddenly the oncoming flames crushed them like a round of sun.

"Crackling."

A large number of green worms exploded under the giant palm, turning into fly ash. The flames blew like a gust of wind, killing less than half of the green worms in an instant, and hit the altar.

Yang Qingxuan frowned, these green worms were more powerful than he expected. These bugs seem to have some kind of connection with each other, and they seem to condense into a group, and their power can be multiplied.

At this moment, the enchantment on the altar emerged by itself, blocking the aftermath of Liuyang Palm, and bounced back as it was.

Before the worms survived the catastrophe, before they could react, the huge flames rushed from behind under the wind of the palm, like a tornado.

"Boom!"

With another blow, the remaining worms exploded again, and the air was filled with a faint burnt smell, and six out of ten of the green worms that were chased out were gone.

Xiao Da and the others were pleasantly surprised. An attack like this, after being bounced off the barrier of the altar, is equivalent to two attacks. If all the green insects are drawn out, and everyone takes action together, they can be cleaned up quickly.

Xiao Da secretly regretted that he didn't listen to Yang Qingxuan's command and let the twenty guards come down. As a result, twenty late Yuanwu strongmen were buried in vain. This loss is not insignificant.

At this moment, Yang Qingxuan had already made his second palm, and another huge fireball crushed it, passed through the green worms, bounced back through the barrier, and crushed it a second time.

"Boom!"

All the worms' teams were blown up, nine out of ten died, and some survivors were left, "buzzing" flying all over the sky, without a target, and did not dare to approach Yang Qingxuan again.

Yang Qingxuan made a tactic with one hand, and the demon fire in his body immediately turned into a huge fire bird with a clear cry and feathers like a phoenix, which emerged above his head, flew towards the scattered green insects, and directly opened his mouth to swallow them.

"Whew!"

The firebird flew back and forth in front of it, its wings fanning into waves of fire, and a large number of bugs were burned to death or eaten every time.

After a few back and forth, the sky immediately became quiet.

The firebird circled a few times before dissipating on its own with a "bang".

The whole process took about half a cup of tea, Xiao Da and the others were both surprised and delighted. Surprised by Yang Qingxuan's strength, happy that there is a way to deal with green worms now.

The insects that flew out of the barrier to chase Yang Qingxuan were only a small part, and a large number of insects were still covering the altar like moss, without any movement.

"Yang Qingxuan, how are you doing?"

Brother Yuan ran over first, and asked in surprise, "Can you clean them all up?"

Yang Qingxuan's face was a little pale, and he glanced at the green on the altar, and said: "Leading out in batches can clear the light, if you run out at once, I'm afraid you still have to hang up."

Brother Yuan said: "Although it's slower to lead out in batches, it's the only way to go. Let's get out a little bit, and we'll do it together. This way your burden will be lighter."

Hua Jieyu's voice suddenly came from Yang Qingxuan's ear, and said, "Did you forget the Nine Heavens Ring?"

Yang Qingxuan was startled, Jiuxiaotian Boqu flashed through his mind, and he immediately became ecstatic, and said via voice transmission: "I have played this piece intermittently a few times, but my strength is not enough, I always feel powerless, I will try it now."

Hua Jieyu said: "Well, even with your current strength, it will be difficult to eject completely. But in terms of all-round and indiscriminate attacks, the damage of sound waves is better than the power of elements."

Yang Qingxuan looked at the people who surrounded him, and said, "Stand far away, I'll try again."

Although Xiao Da and the others were surprised, they stopped immediately. Brother Yuan said in shock: "Don't force yourself, this is everyone's task, and we should carry it together."

Yang Qingxuan smiled at her and said, "I won't force it."

Brother Yuan was inexplicably startled, only felt that his eyes were a little gentle, and couldn't help feeling a little flustered in his heart, he snorted softly, and retreated to a distance with Xiao Da and the others.

Xiao Da leaned over, turned sideways and asked softly: "Brother Yuan, who is this brother Qingxuan? Which sect?"

Brother Yuan shook his head, he didn't know either.

Xiao Da frowned slightly, as if he didn't believe it, but he didn't ask any further questions.

Standing in the air, Yang Qingxuan reached out and flicked his hand into the void, and a crisp sound flowed out from under his fingers, like a clear spring pouring down, fresh and pleasant, refreshing.

Immediately, he slapped in the air, and suddenly seven colors of light gathered and turned into an antique Yaoqin in front of him.

The young man in robes stood still in the air, his eyes were like water, fixed on his hands.

Qingjun's face, slender figure, and that focused expression seemed to be completely integrated into the world, and his ten fingers were like green onions, gently stroking the seven-colored strings.