Chapter 475 Firebird

The terrifying heat boiled the whole body of Firebird into boiling mud.

"The fire of the goblin, it really is the spirit of the fire!"

A stone in Xu Yi's heart fell to the ground.

The reason is simple, he can trust Li Xiuluo, but not the ghost master.

It is recorded in "Yi Bao Lu" that the essence of earth fire is the purest fire condensed in the earth veins, the small ones are like ants, and the big ones are like dragons.

The spirit of the earth fire in front of him is only the size of an ordinary bird, so it is not very big in the fire of the goblin.

But it is far enough to condense evil spirits.

Sitting cross-legged in the distance, taking two Congealing Water Pills and holding ice crystals in his hand, Xu Yi began to adjust his breath and Qi.

Condensed water pill replenishes body water, and ice crystals lower body surface temperature. Xu Yi has done enough homework to condense the evil spirit of fire.

After sitting in meditation for nearly two hours, Xu Yi hit a red ball. The ball boiled straight away. Xu Yi held it against it with an endless stream of true energy, bursting out with powerful heat, and the entire hole was illuminated red like blood.

The first red ball was about to go out, and Xu Yi shot out the second one. Three balls in a row burned for nearly half an hour. Xu Yi suddenly sent out his true energy, and the ball fell to the ground, burst into flames, and went out instantly.

"Ghost Lord, it's all here, so why not talk about it?"

Xu Yi said with a smile.

"What a Xu Yi, this deity really underestimated you!"

A middle-aged man with a white face and purple clothes slowly descended from the cut, and said with a smile, "Your ghost really has something unique, even the ghost of this deity can be seen."

"The ghost master has won the prize. It's a small plan, so nothing to worry about."

Xu Yi shamelessly responded.

How could he have spotted the ghost master's whereabouts? After all, his perception is only thirty feet, and the ghost master is hanging far away, how could he detect it.

The few flame balls he played just now were an insurance measure.

Still the same sentence, he can trust Li Xiuluo, but not the ghost master.

Without him, it is really him who has too many treasures on Xu, others don't know, but the ghost master who watched the battle of Canglong Mountain in a quiet place definitely knows.

How dare someone bet his treasure on the spirit of the ghost master's contract.

So before he came, he asked Yuan Qinghua to hook up with the big purchase made by Lord Anqing, and there was a flame ball.

And the huge light and heat of the flame ball is just giving the outside world the illusion that he is concentrating his energy. If the ghost master is there, he must choose to attack at this time.

Unexpectedly, the ghost master really came.

"I don't know what the ghost master is doing here? Could it be that he is afraid that I will not be able to accept the goblin's fire, so he came here to protect the Dharma?"

Xu Yi smiled.

The white-faced middle-aged man laughed, "You are considered the top among the juniors. Let me tell you that you are a mere junior at the Qi Sea Realm, even if you meet this deity at the Soul Sensation Realm, you will never be able to laugh."

Xu Yi said, "The ghost master's words are over. Others are others, and we are us. As far as our relationship is concerned, how can others compare to it. What am I afraid of you?"

The white-faced middle-aged man smiled and said, "You really have a sharp tongue. For many years, no one has ever talked to this deity like this. That's all, for the sake of your mouth, this deity will accept your ghost as a ghost servant."

The ghost master came here to kill Xu Yi.

On the one hand, the battle of Canglong Mountain, the ghost master who lived for three hundred years is considered an eye-opener. He wants to figure out the green stick and the strange thunder that surrounds the body and soul, especially the latter.

On the other hand, he was also thinking about the wealth in Xu Yi's Sumeru Ring. Speaking of him, he is a dignified ghost master. He can keep pace with the soul-sensing ancestor in terms of cultivation, but his life is really miserable, and the money in his hands is extremely embarrassing.

The most important point was that Xu Yi knew about his plan to move the imperial tomb. He had been planning this matter for several years and spent almost all of his efforts.

Previously, the Ghost Lord had no choice but to cooperate with Wu Chenghou. He wanted to get the sky thunder beads. The original plan was to make Wu Chenghou disappear completely once he got the sky thunder beads.

Now that he got the Thousand Opportunity Formation, he had already obtained the method to break the formation, so naturally there was no need to keep Xu Yi.

But the ghost master shouted, flicked his fingers, and a small arrow made of black and green gas rushed towards Xu Yi. In an instant, the heat in the air seemed to be lowered by this blow.

In an instant, Xiao Jian was about to join him, and a green stick appeared in Xu Yi's palm. Xiao Jian abandoned Xu Yi as if he had seen an old friend he hadn't seen for many years. .

"What!"

The ghost master's face changed dramatically, pointing at Xu Yi, he said, "What is this thing? Even Sanyinmu can't absorb the black death energy of this deity."

"Old ghost, you've done it right away, you don't lose your status. Speaking of which, you're barely a character. You agreed to give me the goblin fire, but now you want to get it back. You're really nothing." Xu Yi said with a smile, holding the mourning stick steadily.

If it was Yao Junchi or Jiang Baihou who came, Xu Yi would have run away long ago. He didn't dare to mix in the goblin's fire or the heavenly spirit's fire.

But as a ghost master, he has no fear at all. Somehow, since he started with the mourning stick, he has an inexplicable psychological advantage over ghosts and the like.

Sure enough, the performance of the mourning stick still did not disappoint him.

"Quickly tell me what this stick is? I want you to die quickly!"

The white-faced middle-aged man blushed with excitement.

His aura of black death was cultivated for hundreds of years, and it was no weaker than the Five Elements Gangsha. The ancestor in the soul-sensing stage never dared to take it hard, but was absorbed by this little stick. He was so excited that he couldn't hold it back.

Xu Yi was overwhelmed with confidence, "Old ghost, hit him if you want, don't say anything."

Speaking of which, even Xu Yi himself didn't know what a domineering treasure the Sanyin wood in his hand had come out of because of the decomposition and purification of iron essence.

"When you are about to die, you still dare to deceive this deity, no matter what, this deity will take your ghost and sacrifice it severely to see how long you can last."

The ghost master shouted violently, "Ten thousand ghosts eat my heart!"

Countless black shadows rushed out from the ghost master's robes and rushed towards Xu Yi.

The ghost master could understand that this green stick could absorb black death energy and disperse ghosts, but its control range was limited after all. With hundreds of evil spirits swarming up, the control range of this green stick must be limited. As long as the evil spirits took a bite, Xu Yi would definitely be hopeless.

At this moment, a red blood flag appeared in Xu Yi's hand, and when it waved gently, hundreds of evil spirits rushed towards the blood flag like tired birds returning to their nests.

"Blood River Banner!"

The ghost master let out a shrill cry, he had collected hundreds of evil ghosts for many years, but all of them disappeared, this blow was too great.

"Old ghost, what kind of tricks do you have? Just use them, and I will follow them all."

Xu Yi was completely relieved. He had never panicked when dealing with ghosts.