Chapter 118 Ghost Fire

Liang Yan stood on the ground and used the magic formula in his hand.

The red pine needles scattered in the air and turned into a sea of ​​crimson fire, then rolled back one after another and disappeared into a small mahogany box in Liang Yan's hand.

He put away the wooden box with a look of satisfaction on his face, and suddenly heard Zhao Xunzhen say from the side:

"Congratulations to Brother Liang for getting this treasure. This magical needle has the power of Nanming's Lihuo. I'm afraid even the foundation below will be unable to withstand its explosive blow!"

"Haha, speaking of it, this all relies on Miss Zhao's secret method. But since I agreed to the girl's request, I will help you as long as it is not beyond the scope of my own strength!"

"Okay!" Zhao Xunzhen looked at him deeply, "I believe Brother Liang is a man of his word."

Liang Yan smiled slightly, said no more, and walked side by side to the back of the stone platform with Zhao Xunzhen.

The stone platform was surprisingly big. Liang Yan and the two walked for half a stick of incense before they arrived at the opposite side of the stone platform.

Here is another flaming stone bridge, leading faintly into the distance.

It's just that the flames on both sides of the road are a little strange. They are not the deep red before, but glow with a strange blue light. Not only that, these flames flickered on and off, swaying on both sides of the stone bridge, and looked like they might be extinguished at any time.

Liang Yan frowned slightly and stared at the strange blue flames carefully. But no matter how he observed it, he couldn't feel the heat or power of the flame at all. Instead, there was a cold and cold breath.

He turned to look at Zhao Xunzhen, but saw the woman's expression of indifference, as if she was not surprised.

"Did Miss Zhao have expected this kind of blue flame?" Liang Yan asked tentatively.

Zhao Xunzhen did not evade, but admitted frankly: "Yes, this fire is obviously a ghost fire from the underworld, and it is said to come from the underworld."

"Underworld? Is there really such a place in the world?" Liang Yan murmured.

"This is not something I can know, but this ghost fire is real. It is said that it can deprive people of their vitality. Once it gets entangled, it will be like maggots on the tarsal bones. It is really dangerous."

"It's so dangerous!" Liang Yan nodded and asked, "Is there any way for Miss Zhao to pass this flaming stone bridge?"

"There is no way. I might need to borrow your Lihuo Needle!"

"Haha, what's the harm? As long as it can pass safely, the girl can just borrow it." Liang Yan said with a slight smile.

"Okay!" Zhao Xunzhen did not refuse, nodded and said: "You can sacrifice the flying needles with Nanming Lihuo around us, and I will use the secret skills of the ghost to isolate our anger. I think we will be safe and sound."

Liang Yan nodded, raised his hand and cast a spell, and the red pine needles flew out of the small mahogany box again, floating quietly around the two of them, forming a red ring.

Zhao Xunzhen was also making the secret in her hand, and saw a black energy rolling out from her hand, drawing a circle around the two of them, forming a smaller ring to protect them in the middle.

"It's time to go." Zhao Xunzhen nodded towards him.

Liang Yan no longer hesitated and stepped onto the blue stone bridge first. Zhao Xunzhen followed closely behind and walked forward with him.

Not long after the two of them walked on the flame stone bridge, the blue flames around them seemed to sense the invasion of foreign enemies, and they all moved towards the center.

However, as soon as these flames came into contact with the red pine needles suspended in mid-air, a large area of ​​bright fire broke out. The dying blue flames that originally seemed to flicker on and off, actually surged up in mid-air.

The surrounding red pine needles were also trembling fiercely, and dark red flames emerged from them, swaying in the darkness, looking unwilling to be outdone.

As soon as the two came into contact, they trembled fiercely together, but Nan Ming Lihuo was obviously more powerful and suppressed the ghostly fire so hard that he couldn't stir up any trouble at all.

The very few cold breaths that could deprive people of their vitality came from the outer battlefield, and they were gradually resolved by Zhao Xunzhen's secret skills, so that Liang Yan didn't feel the slightest discomfort at all.

"It seems this method is really effective!" Liang Yan praised sincerely.

"Nan Ming Li Huo is the divine fire that leads souls to people. They are incompatible with the ghost fire and water and restrain each other. But what you received is the fire fetus bred by Nan Ming Li Huo, and the ghost fire here is just some roadside ghost fire. The spread of fire is naturally incomparable."

After hearing this, Liang Yan frowned slightly and said, "According to what you said, when we step out of this stone bridge, will we encounter a fire spirit similar to the Suzaku Fire Spirit, born from this ghostly fire?"

Zhao Xunzhen glanced at him and said lightly: "It is so difficult to give birth to a fire spirit. I don't know how many years passed before I had such a chance to be born. I don't know whether this ghost fire also has a fire spirit. .”

"It seems that we can only take one step at a time."

Liang Yan nodded, said no more, and walked slowly forward on the blue stone bridge with Zhao Xunzhen.

Along the way, the light blue flames on both sides were constantly aroused with ferocity, and they swept towards the two people in the middle.

However, Liang Yan and the two of them were protected by Nanming Lihuo. As soon as the faint blue fire came into contact with the crimson flame, they were defeated. They were not generals at all, and they were defeated and fled.

The flame stone bridge was still as long as ever. The two of them walked for an unknown amount of time. Suddenly they saw a blue stone platform in front of them, with a radius of only seven feet. There was also a circular altar in the middle of the stone platform, and a cluster of light blue could be faintly seen on it. of flame.

"arrive!"

Liang Yan and Zhao Xunzhen stopped at the same time and looked at each other.

"Concentrate on casting spells and pour spiritual power into the flying needles to prevent changes." Zhao Xunzhen said.

Liang Yan remained silent and just nodded, clasping his hands in front of his chest with an expression of concentration. Zhao Xunzhen also took out the jade heart ring and hovered it above their heads.

After getting ready, the two walked forward together, and finally took a step at the same time to stand on the blue stone platform.

Almost at the moment the two stood on the stone platform, the blue flame in the center of the altar visibly trembled.

Immediately afterwards, the blue fire swayed into the sky, twisted and transformed in mid-air, and finally turned into a giant blue python, coldly looking down at Liang Yan and the two in mid-air.

"It seems that this ghostly fire has given birth to a fire spirit." Liang Yan looked at the vision in the air and murmured to himself.

Different from the previous Suzaku Fire Spirit, this blue giant python has a hidden light in its eyes, and it has obviously opened up its spiritual intelligence.

Looking down at it at this moment, although it does not have the turbulent momentum on the Vermilion Stone Platform before, it gives people a cold sense of crisis.

The red pine needles around them seemed to feel the threat, and they spontaneously gathered in mid-air, transforming into a seven-foot-sized Suzaku, staring at the giant blue python from a distance, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.