Chapter 93 Burning Seeds, Condensing Seeds (Part 1)

In the vast wilderness, at a glance, there are no green plants, and the sky is even more gray, as if shrouded in a layer of mist, with an extremely low tone.

On the gray sky, there are currently seven light spots moving rapidly.

These seven light spots are divided into two waves, one light spot is in front, and six light spots are behind, but the distance between the front and rear is no more than a hundred miles, and the distance is rapidly shortening.

The escaping light at the front is a flame, surrounded by flames.

In the trance, Mo Yan gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Evasion speed is not his strong point, but destructive power is.

Of course, as a genius, even if it is not a strong point, his escape speed is better than 99% of the six-level monks.

Reluctantly, it was not a sixth-level monk chasing him at this time, but a monster with a strength as high as the seventh rank.

It's not an ordinary seventh-rank monster, but a descendant of a fierce beast with a strong bloodline that has few opponents even in the seventh-rank.

In addition, without Lu Qingshan to cover him, Mo Yan couldn't find the time to use his unique skill Fusion of Different Fires.

Even if the different fires are not fused, the power is beyond imagination, enough for him to step up to face his opponent.

But now he is not facing one or two seventh-rank monsters, but a total of six.

With such a disparity in strength, Mo Yan had no way to deal with his opponent calmly.

There seemed to be no other way but to escape.

Six seventh-rank monsters were chasing after him, and they kept attacking him.

At this time, there was a dragon chant, and a Chilong rushed towards Mo Yan at extreme speed across a long distance.

Chilong's body is strong and powerful, and its scales glow coldly.

The body is even more cast like steel, rushing across, with the potential to destroy the dead.

Even if there is a huge mountain ahead, it will be washed away, let alone a small Fa Xiu.

Chilong has the blood of an ancient fierce beast in his body, his body is extremely strong, and his talent is tyrannical. It is also because of this that he was selected by it as one of the souls.

Even in the seventh realm, with the body of a chilong, it has few opponents, let alone a six-realm Dharma cultivator?

There was a fierce light in its eyes, and it was extremely confident.

Feeling the terrifying power brought by the Chilong, Mo Yan's face sank, and an ice-blue flame sprang up between his raised hands. It was bright and turned into a fire dragon, and went to bombard the Chilong, fierce and domineering.

Different Fire: Cold Spirit Fire.

The killing intent in Chilong's eyes was awe-inspiring, and his powerful and crystal-clear body whirled around, dancing the wind, and there were ripples immediately facing the fire dragon.

With a bang, Ripple and Huo Jiao collided, and the two collapsed at the same time.

Chilong ignored the aftermath of the collision, and continued to move forward, swiping its tail fiercely, directly hitting Mo Yan.

Mo Yan's expression changed drastically, and he could only raise his hand in a hurry, a blazing red fire lotus bloomed out of thin air, stopping in front of Chilong's flicking tail.

Nourish!

Sparks splashed everywhere, and the fire lotus disintegrated in an instant, unable to stop the chilong's attack at all.

But this fire lotus was not completely useless, at least it bought Mo Yan a short time.

So when Chilong's tail continued to sweep forward, it didn't directly collide with Mo Yan's body.

But the strong qi it aroused still overturned Mo Yan, and even cut his face.

Mo Yan's face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff, and his face was in hot pain.

The situation is not good.

Mo Yan's injury was not serious, but he didn't take it seriously, and he escaped a certain distance by taking advantage of Chilong's strong wind.

At the same time, he stretched out his left hand, and another flame sprang out from there.

It's just that it is different from the violence of other flames, this flame overflows with an indescribably rich vitality.

Different Fire: Flame of Life.

Mo Yan pressed his hand on the wound on his face, and the flame of life immediately spread out to wrap up his wound.

Afterwards, the blood turned into water vapor and disappeared, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's this again!" Chilong hovered in the air, looking extremely angry when he saw this scene.

Because it is with this trick that the human monks in front of him can support until now,

Make them feel annoyed.

They have such a lineup, and they have not made any achievements in chasing and killing a six-level monk. How will other people of the same family think of them?

In anger, Chilong flew out again, circling and strangling towards Mo Yan, spewing out terrifying demonic aura.

boom!

Mo Yan was hit again, and was swept to the back by the chilong. His body flew up and was smashed to the ground, bloodstained.

He could feel his back almost splitting open, blood gushing.

The injury is very serious, even with the healing of Living Flame, it is unbearable.

With such frequent injuries, Life Flame felt powerless.

Besides, mobilizing the flame of life to heal the wound requires the support of Yuanli.

Such a high frequency of using the power of Life Flame consumed too much of Mo Yan's energy.

Here, the Chilong swooped down, wanting to make up for his claws and completely eliminate Mo Yan.

The backlog of anger in Mo Yan's heart was getting stronger and stronger, and he wanted to fight these monsters desperately.

But he finally restrained himself.

It's not fear, it's not life-saving, but he has an extremely important task on his shoulders.

He needed to send the message back to the people.

Before the news was delivered, Mo Yan would absolutely not allow himself to fall.

He quickly shifted shape and changed positions. Instead of risking his life to fight the Chilong, he dodged and fought while retreating.

Mo Yan radiated flames all over his body, and the colors kept changing, which was very mysterious.

One of Chilong's big claws was pressed down, emitting a dazzling light, with unparalleled power, like the sun bursting, spreading divine power.

Mo Yan activated the strange fire, forming ripples all over the sky to block it.

"Looking for death!" Chilong sneered, violently mobilizing his divine power, trying to shock Mo Yan to death through the ripples.

An extremely terrifying wave came from the place where Chilong's big claws collided with Mo Yan's flame ripples, sweeping around like waves surging.

At the same time, the other five monsters also arrived, attacking like a raging wave, pressing towards Mo Yan together.

No matter how hot the fire is, it must be extinguished under this ocean-like offensive!

"Open!" Mo Yan's eyes were about to burst, he roared, his whole body glowed like a crater, and flames rolled out from his body, extremely blazing, to defend!

boom!

But the enemy's attack was too fierce, even so, Mo Yan was seriously injured and flew out.

There were cracks all over his body, and he felt the pain of bone shattering all over his body.

Mo Yan's legendary talent is very strong, but he is too young.

Under the support of the strange fire from the Candle Dragon Hall, his cultivation has indeed improved by leaps and bounds.

With the unique skill of fusion of different fires, his combat power is not bad, and he can barely catch up with Lu Qingshan who is "cracking".

But I have to admit that his foundation is far worse than that of Lu Qingshan.

Therefore, facing the real six-headed monsters of the seventh rank, which are rarely rivaled even in the same realm, and unable to sacrifice the ultimate move of fusion of different fires, Mo Yan was extremely difficult to deal with, and could not do it at all. Lu Qingshan is so easy to handle.

Unless he can fuse the different fires like an arm, there is almost no preparation time, and he can come out at will.

Then at that time, he will have the opportunity to compare with Lu Qingshan in terms of combat power.

However, it takes time to temper and cannot be accomplished overnight.

Mo Yan, who was seriously injured again, gritted his teeth and spurred the flame of life to heal his injury.

The monsters transformed by the heart demons did not give Mo Yan a chance to survive, and continued to attack.

Mo Yan has been struggling to escape, he has been attacked countless times, his body is covered in blood, his body is in tatters, he is close to death, it seems that he will not be able to hold on any longer.

"I'm really unwilling!" Mo Yan said to himself.

If it really came to the last moment before he died, he could forcefully activate the fusion of different fires and lead the enemy to die together.

Only, it doesn't make much sense.

What he has to do is to survive and bring the news back to the human race.

boom!

The enemy launched an attack again, Mo Yan desperately swept out the red and blue flames like horses, once again withstood this wave of attack with difficulty.

His energy and spirit were almost exhausted, to the point of exhaustion, so this shot was extremely difficult.

"It can't do it!" Seeing this scene, the monster that chased and killed Mo Yan knew it, and showed a ferocious smile.

The chase that made them suffocated was finally coming to an end.

"Go to hell!" Chilong made the final blow, spit out a strong water wave from its mouth, turned into a tornado, and attacked Mo Yan.

Mo Yan resisted with all his strength, and with a flick of his palms, a strange fire rose from each of them.

Red lotus fire and cold spirit fire.

Mo Yan didn't pause at all, regardless, he put his hands together and blended them into a two-color lotus flower.

Huo Lian came out of her hand, turned into a ray of fire, and shot towards the tornado with a destructive aura.

Boom!

After the thunder-like explosion, under the horrified eyes of Chilong, the tornado instantly disappeared.

Afterwards, the blazing flames turned into fire waves and spread out in a circular arc.

It was like a scene of destruction.

The raging waves of fire contained a terrifying aura.

Even if they are physically strong, they dare not bear it.

As a result, the six seventh-rank monsters in the sky subconsciously dodged backwards, trying to get out of the range of the fire lotus explosion.

But even so, they were still affected, and a part of their flesh became scorched black.

Just spilled over to some, all of them.

What about Mo Yan who is in the center?

It seems already conceivable.

pain! Unimaginable pain! Indescribable pain!

Mo Yan twitched in pain.

In order to resist the enemy's offensive, he forcibly merged the different fire, and also exploded the power of the different fire nearby.

Even though he was a burning body, he was extremely resistant to flames, and he wrapped himself in a strange fire in time to deal with the explosion of the fire lotus.

But the power of the different fire was blocked, but the impact of the fire wave was not immune to it, shaking him so much that his internal organs ached.

This is just a small matter.

The real big thing is that this time he didn't fuse the different fires meticulously, but forcibly fused the different fires very roughly.

This caused the brutal power left by the flames to travel through his meridians, distorting and deforming his meridians, and even bringing him incomparable pain.

Even so, Mo Yan was only dying, but he was temporarily using serious injuries to delay a few breaths of time.

Unwilling!

Extremely unwilling!

This unwillingness completely overwhelmed Mo Yan's heart.

"No!!!" The usually calm Mo Yan yelled out almost unconsciously.

Following this roar, his eyes twitched, and flames sprang up.

Mo Yan's eyes have actually changed slightly since entering the Great Desolate Land.

It's just that Lu Qingshan was immersed in the fluctuations sensed by the green snake and didn't notice it.

And at this moment, the change in Mo Yan's eyes was finally fully revealed.

Black flames burned blazingly in his pitch-black eyes.

That was a real fire burning.

Mo Yan's body trembled.

A majestic breath was released from between his brows, rushing out of his body like a vast ocean.

His whole body glowed, and there were patches of flames rushing from his body.

The colors of the flames are different, some are fiery red, some are dark blue, and some are azure. …

These are all the strange fires refined by Mo Yan.

"The eternal fire has long been revived, but there is no chance to finally ignite it."

"Break and then stand, you can live forever."

"Only when the oil is exhausted and the lamp dries up, can the eternal fire be rekindled."

At this moment, Mo Yan realized the reason for his own change.

The eternal fire that could be revived at any time that was bestowed on him by the patriarch Wang Daode, at this moment...

Resurgence!

Black flames burst out one by one, no longer just burning from his eyes, but bursting out from every pore of his body.

The six seventh-rank monsters felt an aura that made them panic and fear from Mo Yan at this moment.

Mo Yan was covered in injuries all over his body. He was already in critical condition, but now everything turned around.

The Longevity Fire, which ranks third in the world's extraordinary fires, rekindled, and strands of flames completely covered his body, nourishing his body, and healing his body.

This time his situation was really bad. He was bound to die, and it was almost impossible to survive.

But in this desperate situation, a miracle happened.

The Longevity Fire rushed up, not only burning on the surface of Mo Yan's body, but also releasing infinite energy in his body.

Mo Yan's aura rose endlessly.

He half-kneeled on the ground, and the area tens of meters outside his body was covered by black flames, cutting off all breath and becoming an absolute territory.

Between his brows, there was an unprecedented black light shining.

At this time, the surrounding ground that had been withered for an unknown number of years was also covered with a layer of black flames.

In the flames, a touch of green appeared.

That is, the grass and trees are sprouting, rooting, spreading, and growing, giving people a feeling of the birth of all things, the beginning of the world, full of hope, and dispelling the dead air.

Wan Muchun in front of the diseased tree.

What Wang Daode saw back then is happening here.

Like a spring rain in a dry dead land.

Mo Yan's tattered body was moistened.

With a sharp tremor, flames shot up from Mo Yan's body like a waterfall, majestic and majestic, majestic and majestic.

Mo Yan became brighter and brighter, and the divine flame was dazzling, becoming the focus of the world.

Those six seventh-rank monsters have changed from fear to palpitation.

"What is this?!"

It was difficult for Chilong to accept this scene.

How could such a big turning point happen to a mortal man, and he had a terrifying breakthrough at the juncture of life and death!

But it doesn't know that transformation in life and death is almost the only way for those with great luck.

Mo Yan opened his eyes, and two flames flashed across the sky like lightning, shooting towards the sky, with a shocking aura blooming.

"Now..." Mo Yan smiled and said, "It's my turn."

The black immortal fire turned into two long arrows and shot towards the Chilong in the sky.

puff!

In just a split second, Chilong's scales exploded, leaving a wound.

At the wound, black flames linger like tarsal maggots.

What frightened Chilong was that it found that the black flame was pulling away its own vitality.

"What is this?!" It tried to dispel the flames, but in vain.

This shocked him so much that he couldn't believe it.

It couldn't bear it anymore, swooped down again, and charged at Mo Yan.

Since there is no way to disperse the strange flame, if Mo Yan is killed, the flame will dissipate by itself, right?

It thought so.

"Small tricks." Seeing this scene, Mo Yan scolded lightly, with a terrifying majesty.

Staring at the flying chilong, Mo Yan stood up, the flames in his eyes had disappeared, leaving only a strong killing intent.

With a gloomy expression, he waved his hand, and black flames rushed out, turning into ropes, and bound the Chilong in an instant with lightning speed.

Chilong's movements stopped suddenly, and he found himself unable to move anything except his thoughts.

There is a power in the black flame that makes him unable to struggle.

"Why did this happen, what happened?" Chilong's scalp was numb, and he kept roaring in his heart.

Mo Yan rose into the air, and blossoming fire lotus sprouted under his feet.

Lotus grows step by step.

"My fire will set the world on fire..." Mo Yan said softly with a calm expression.

At this moment, the originally dusty eternal fire between his eyebrows has turned into a ball of light, shining brightly.

A powerful spirit and energy are overflowing from it.

The eternal fire, rekindled today.