Chapter 117 Fire Tire
"What's the benefit?" Liang Yan was stunned.
"If this young fire spirit is defeated, it will return to its origin and turn into the embryo of fire and chaos. Nanming Lihuo is an extremely rare and precious flame. If you can collect its fire embryo, your strength will definitely increase!" Zhao Xunzhen replied.
"There is such a thing!" After hearing this, Liang Yan looked at her suspiciously and said, "Since there is such a big benefit, why don't you collect it yourself?"
Zhao Xunzhen shook his head and said: "This Nanming Lihuo is incompatible with my technique. Not to mention taking it, just staying near it makes me uneasy. But you also understand that there is no free lunch in the world. Since I am willing to teach this method Here it is, I will need your help later."
"Of course, if I really succeed in taking over this Nanming Lihuo, I will naturally do my best to help you. It's just that Liang's cultivation is limited. Can the girl tell you the details of the help first so that I can be prepared?" Liang Yan asked road.
Zhao Xunzhen glanced at him and replied calmly: "You don't have to worry about it now. Get over this hurdle first. I will tell you when the time comes."
Liang Yan frowned slightly, but still nodded and said: "Okay!"
The two of them stopped talking, but stood silently in the middle of the flame stone bridge, waiting for the moment when the flame tornado on the stone platform disappeared.
I don’t know how long it took, but just when the firelight in the sky made the two people’s cheeks turn red, suddenly the flames swayed in mid-air, as if a candle had been blown out from above.
Then the flames all over the sky rolled back, from top to bottom, all converging towards the center of the bottom.
But in the blink of an eye, the flame tornado that was so powerful just now, like a pillar of fire, disappeared without a trace, and poured all into the body of the Suzaku Fire Spirit.
But after such a long time, the Suzaku Fire Spirit was obviously consumed a lot. Its expression was sluggish, its wings no longer even vibrating, and it slowly fell from mid-air to the stone platform.
"After all, it is a fire spirit that was born recently. It has not yet developed its spiritual intelligence and only knows how to vent randomly. Hum, now is the best time to deal with it!" Zhao Xunzhen said.
Liang Yan was reminded by her and took action immediately without hesitation.
He took out the fixed light sword from his storage bag, gathered all his spiritual power on the sword, and stabbed towards the Suzaku Fire Spirit.
The Suzaku Fire Spirit let out an angry cry, opened its mouth and spit out a round fireball. The fireball grew when it saw the wind, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a fire net, covering Liang Yan overwhelmingly.
Liang Yan's heart trembled, he didn't dare to take a hard hit, and used all his strength to dodge towards the right side of the stone platform.
He barely managed to avoid being surrounded by the fire net, and immediately pinched the spell in his hand. He pointed his right hand like a sword and pointed towards the Suzaku Fire Spirit.
boom!
A thick blue thunder energy rushed towards the Suzaku Fire Spirit!
The Suzaku Fire Spirit showed a panicked expression for the first time, and screamed strangely. At the same time, it flapped its wings fiercely, and actually created a wall of fire out of thin air in front of it.
The wall of fire intersected with the thunder and lightning, erupting into a circle of ripples visible to the naked eye, and a muffled sound that made people's eardrums hurt.
However, before the Suzaku Fire Spirit could react, black energy flashed behind it, and a girl in blue appeared out of thin air.
This woman's face was cold, her hands were filled with gloomy black energy, and there was a faint sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling. It was actually Zhao Xunzhen who also took action at the same time.
She appeared like a ghost, and almost at the same time that the Suzaku Fire Spirit flapped its wings to create a wall of fire, a palm was printed on its back.
The Suzaku Fire Spirit raised its head and erupted into a cry. It turned its head and glared at Zhao Xunzhen, with flames lingering in its mouth. It opened its mouth as if it was about to spit out flames again.
However, at this moment, a ray of silver-white moonlight suddenly pierced through its chest, but when Liang Yan saw Zhao Xunzhen succeeding, he also raised his sword straight up. He inserted the fixed light sword into the chest of Suzaku Fire Spirit, and his whole body was stimulated with spiritual power.
The fixed light sword immediately became full of moonlight, raging wildly in the body of Suzaku Fire Spirit.
The Suzaku Fire Spirit whined several times and could no longer spit out any flames. The aura in its body dropped rapidly, and the divine light in its eyes gradually dissipated. Finally, its neck tilted and it fell backwards to the ground.
This Suzaku fire spirit lost all its vitality, but the crimson flames all over its body did not dissipate. Instead, they circulated around the body, and finally they all converged in mid-air.
As the flames on its body gradually peeled off, the Suzaku Fire Spirit's body gradually turned into a pile of dust. When the wind blew in the dark space, no trace could be seen anymore.
But the flames in mid-air gradually condensed and turned into a crimson ball the size of a fist again.
"That's Nanming Lihuo's fire tire. Take it now according to the formula I taught you!" Zhao Xunzhen reminded from the side.
Liang Yan pondered for a while after hearing this. Suddenly he waved his sleeve and saw a small mahogany box flying out. Then the small box opened and shot out thousands of flying needles, which were Liang Yan's "red pine needles".
He did not follow Zhao Xunzhen's suggestion and took the fire tire of Nanming Lihuo directly into his body.
To talk about the reasons, firstly, the kung fu he cultivated has nothing to do with flames, and it has limited improvement in his own strength.
Secondly, after his self-importance, he realized that people's hearts are dangerous. Although the two of them had fought against enemies side by side, they were still forced by the environment. There was no guarantee that this woman would not have any dissatisfaction with him.
The Nanming Lihuo was so fierce that if there was a slight mistake in taking it into the body, he would probably immolate himself on the spot. Naturally, Liang Yan would not do such a risky thing. On the contrary, red pine needles are originally fire-type spiritual weapons. They have the same origin as the Nanming Lihuo. It must be easier to absorb. For Liang Yan, it is also a major improvement in combat power.
He sat cross-legged on the ground and followed the secret formula taught to him by Zhao Xunzhen. He muttered words and pointed out the secret formula to the fire tire in mid-air.
He pointed at the fire tire from a distance, and ridges appeared on the surface of the originally glorious ball, and then began to spin rapidly in mid-air.
As the ball spun faster and faster, bits and pieces of red light gradually overflowed from it. They were attracted by Liang Yan's magic formula and turned into thousands of red lines, which shot towards thousands of flying needles in mid-air.
As soon as those red pine needles came into contact with the silk threads transformed from Nanming Lihuo, they made sharp chirping sounds, as if they were extremely excited.
Liang Yan showed a hint of excitement when he saw this, and he kneaded the formula faster in his hand. He saw the thousands of flying needles being pulled back by the silk thread, sinking into the ball one after another, and disappearing again.
The firelight inside the sphere swayed, just like a blacksmith shop in the ordinary world, emitting crisp sounds of forging iron.
Liang Yan put away the spell, stood up, and stared at the crimson ball in mid-air.
Zhao Xunzhen stood aside, silently watching the situation on the field. She saw that Liang Yan did not take the Nanming Lihuo into his body according to the formula she taught him, but used it to train his own spiritual weapon. Although his face did not change at all, there was a strange color flashing deep in his eyes. .
"It's done!"
Suddenly hearing Liang Yan's excited voice, Zhao Xunzhen turned around and saw that the crimson ball in mid-air seemed to have had its essence extracted, gradually dimmed, and finally disappeared completely.
But the thousands of flying needles in its body had all turned into a deep red color, and the power of the flames spread out, making her feel heart palpitations.