Chapter 292 Fire Bead, Retreat

After making a plan, Xiao Ling stopped diving. He flipped his palm and the Meteoric God Weapon appeared in his hand.

As Xiao Ling's soul power and fighting spirit surged, the power of the two gathered on the tip of the Meteoric God Weapon under his control.

In the red light of the magma, the tip of the Meteoric God Weapon flashed a dazzling light, as if summoning the surrounding fire elements.

In an instant, nine flame shadow guns condensed and formed at the tip of the gun. Each shadow gun contained the power of space rifts. They could easily cut through space, as easy as cutting tofu.

"Burning Shadow Style!" Xiao Ling shouted in a low voice, and the Meteoric God Weapon in his hand swung down fiercely. As he swung, the nine flame gun shadows seemed to be given life, turning into nine fire dragons, rushing towards the fire lizard man below with their fangs and claws.

These fire dragons shuttled through the magma, leaving a string of fiery red tails, like meteors streaking through the night sky, spectacular and shocking. They were so fast that they covered a large area almost instantly, heading straight for the lizardmen.

The lizardmen, who were approaching Xiao Ling in a fan-shaped formation, were still roaring with anger, but after feeling the power of Xiao Ling's attack, their voices immediately turned into screams of fear. These fire lizardmen obviously did not expect to encounter such a powerful opponent, and their formation was immediately disrupted.

The lizardmen tried to escape, but Xiao Ling's fire dragon was too fast, and their movement speed in the magma could not be compared with that of the fire dragon. Wherever the fire dragon went, the magma boiled, the space was distorted, and a storm of flames was formed, quickly approaching the direction of the lizardmen.

The temperature of these fire dragons even exceeded the heat of the magma, and they were also wrapped with the power of space cutting, making their attack power extremely powerful. In the magma, they shuttled like nine fire dragons, piercing through nine wide passages and engulfing the lizardmen along the way.

Faced with this sudden attack, those Dou Wang and Dou Huang level lizardmen had almost no chance to dodge, and they suffered countless casualties in this round of offensive. Only those lizardmen who reached the high-level Dou Zong realm, relying on their strong strength and reaction, barely resisted or avoided this fatal blow.

After a fierce chase, the nine fire dragons suddenly changed direction. They were like nine fire meteors, rushing towards the same target in unison. That target was a fire lizardman. It seemed particularly powerful in Xiao Ling's perception. It was the leader of this group of lizardmen and had the strength of Dou Zong Seven Stars.

The fire lizardman felt the impending danger and tried to resist, but time was running out. It could only gather all its energy on its hard scales, hoping to withstand the impending impact.

The nine fire dragons gathered into a huge pillar of fire in the air, violently hitting the fire lizardman. At that moment, a deafening roar broke out, and the surrounding space began to tremble under the impact of this force, as if it would collapse at any time.

The magma world became turbulent under the impact of this force, and flames and magma splashed everywhere, forming a spectacular rain of fire.

With one strike, Xiao Ling had taken the initiative in the battle. Those fire lizardmen were disrupted by his sudden attack and fell into chaos. Xiao Ling did not miss this opportunity. His figure suddenly accelerated, like a flash of lightning, rushing towards the chaotic group of fire lizardmen below.

On his sprint route, some fire lizardmen tried to intercept this uninvited guest. But with Xiao Ling's six-star Dou Zong cultivation, those Dou Wang and Dou Huang level lizardmen were not his opponents at all.

Their strength was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in front of Xiao Ling, and they could not stop him at all. Only those fire lizardmen who reached the Dou Zong level could compete with him slightly, but they still could not stop him from moving forward.

When Xiao Ling felt the distance was right, he injected a powerful fighting spirit into the Meteorite Divine Weapon again, making the light on the spear even more dazzling.

His eyes locked on the strongest one among the group of fire lizardmen. Although this lizardman survived the previous "burning shadow" attack, he was already seriously injured and had almost no resistance. He needed a final blow to die on the spot.

Xiao Ling aimed at the target, shook his wrist, and the Meteorite Divine Weapon was like a stream of light, cutting through the magma world and heading straight for the fire lizardman. Despite the huge pressure of the surrounding magma, the spatial force on the tip of the Meteorite Divine Weapon easily broke through all obstacles, and the speed did not decrease at all.

Xiao Ling's throwing force was extremely strong, coupled with the precise control of soul power, the Meteorite Divine Weapon seemed to teleport, drawing a long track in the magma. In the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of the fire lizardman, and then directly pierced its chest.

The whole action was done in one go, and Xiao Ling's strength and the sharpness of the Meteorite Divine Weapon were fully demonstrated at this moment. The surrounding fire lizardmen witnessed this scene, and all of them felt deep fear and shock.

Under Xiao Ling's precise soul power control, the Falling God Weapon instantly split into 72 flame shadow guns, directly tearing the body of the fire lizardman apart. As the lizardman's body collapsed, only a fiery red bead was left in the place. It was the fire bead condensed in its body, emitting hot energy.

Then, Xiao Ling's handprint changed, and those flame gun shadows began to shuttle through the magma world under his command, like a series of fiery red lightning, shooting at the surrounding flame lizardmen. Those Dou Wang and Dou Huang level lizardmen were simply unable to resist this sudden attack. The hard scales they were proud of were easily pierced like thin paper in front of the sharpness and heat of the gun tip.

As for those flame lizardmen who reached the Dou Zong level, although they could barely resist one or two waves of attacks, under the impact of the continuous flame gun shadows, they could only unwillingly accept the fate of being defeated, and were penetrated by the flame gun shadows one by one, chilling their hearts.

Xiao Ling stood in the center of this chaos, his figure looked particularly firm against the backdrop of the magma.

His eyes were calm and sharp, and every change in his handprints drove the energy fluctuations around him, keeping the rhythm of the battle firmly in his hands.

When Xiao Ling felt that the number of fire lizardmen he had hunted this time was enough, he stopped the offensive, waved his hand quickly, and released his soul power. As he moved, hundreds of fiery red beads floated from all directions. They seemed to be attracted by an invisible force and gathered towards Xiao Ling.

These fire beads emitted scorching light, like small suns, illuminating the surrounding magma world.

Among these fire beads, five of them were particularly dazzling. They were dropped by the five Dou Zong-level fire lizardmen that Xiao Ling had killed before.

The brightest one was undoubtedly from the Dou Zong seven-star level fire lizardman. Its light was the most blazing and the energy contained was the most powerful.

Xiao Ling's mouth curled up a satisfied smile. He waved his hand lightly, and those fire beads emitting scorching light flew into the ring in his hand like obedient pets and disappeared from his sight.

His eyes turned to the panicked fire lizardmen. These guys, who had been besieging him aggressively, were now running around like frightened mice.

As they fled, they made sharp squeaking sounds, which sounded both funny and pitiful. Xiao Ling thought that these guys might be calling for their companions or begging for mercy, but in any case, he was too lazy to investigate.

Xiao Ling glanced at the fleeing fire lizardmen and shook his head slightly. He did not stay here for long, although his current strength might still be able to fight against those Dou Zun-level fire lizardmen. If he was lucky, he might be able to kill one of them.

However, there were too many fire lizardmen. Xiao Ling knew that even if he could deal with one, it would be difficult to resist the siege of a group. He did not want to fall here. The Skyfire Venerable was a lesson learned from the past. Because of the siege, he was eventually trapped in this world of fire magma and spent a thousand years in a daze.

Xiao Ling took a deep breath, adjusted the Dou Qi in his body, and then jumped up suddenly. The Dou Qi in his body was like boiling magma, bursting out instantly, urging three thousand thunders.

His body turned into a flash of lightning, cutting through the air, and with a thunderous roar, he rushed towards the top of the magma world.

Xiao Ling used his full strength to perform the Three Thousand Thunders at an extremely fast speed, which was not comparable to the ordinary Dou Zong peak. It seemed that he was integrated with the surrounding magma and flames, and every flash was accompanied by a dazzling light. The figure left a trail of afterimages on the surface of the magma lake, like a meteor passing through the night sky, fleeting.

Before the surrounding fire lizardmen had time to react, Xiao Ling had disappeared from their sight.

Soon, three red figures gradually emerged from the depths of the magma lake, rapidly approaching the battlefield here. They were three Dou Zun-level fire lizardmen, exuding a breath hotter than magma.

These fire lizardmen looked around, and there was a hint of doubt in their eyes. They felt the aftermath of the battle, but did not find any trace of the enemy. One of the lizardmen let out a low roar and began to communicate in a special language, asking the surviving fire lizardmen.

"What happened?" Its voice was like boiling magma, with unquestionable majesty.

The surviving fire lizardmen swam over tremblingly, their eyes full of fear, obviously frightened by the battle just now. One of the older lizardmen mustered up the courage to report what had just happened to the three Dou Zun-level beings.

"Someone broke into our territory, he killed many of our compatriots, and took away their fire beads." There was a tremor in the voice of the older lizardman, obviously still in fear of the battle just now.

Hearing this explanation, the three Dou Zun-level fire lizardmen looked at each other, and a trace of displeasure flashed in their eyes. But soon, this displeasure was replaced by a kind of indifference.

For them, protecting this magma world is the primary task, guarding the ancient emperor cave, as for the loss of these fire lizardmen, although it is unpleasant, it will not affect their fundamentals.

The three Dou Zun-level fire lizardmen were silent for a moment, and their powerful aura solidified the surrounding magma. Finally, one of the lizardmen broke the silence, with an unquestionable command in his tone.

"Strengthen the vigilance and double the patrol range." His voice was deep and powerful.

The surviving fire lizardmen responded immediately. Although they were still in shock, they did not dare to disobey the existence of Dou Zun level.

They quickly dispersed and began wandering around the magma lake, alert to any threats that might arise.

As the order was conveyed, the three Dou Zun-level flame lizardmen did not stop for much. Their figures gradually disappeared into the depths of the magma world, as if blending into the blazing red light.

This boiling magma world gradually returned to its original tranquility. The magma flows slowly, with a few bubbles occasionally popping up and making a slight "gurgling" sound, as if telling everything that just happened here. However, apart from these small sounds, there was no other movement around.

The traces of the battle seemed to be quickly swallowed up by this ancient world, and everything returned to its original appearance, as if the fierce conflict just now had never happened.

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Xiao Ling's movements were light and fast, and did not arouse the alertness of any flame lizard people. After ten minutes of rapid movement, he found that he had safely left the territory of those dangerous creatures. As he continued to rise, the temperature and pressure of the surrounding magma decreased significantly, which made him realize that he was not far from the surface of the magma sea.

He looked up, where the light of the magma was getting brighter and brighter, as if welcoming his return.

Then, he lowered his head again, looked through the deep and mysterious magma world behind him, and murmured to himself: "I will come back...next time, I have to make this place lively."

"Plop!"

In this silent sea of ​​magma, except for the occasional slight sound of bubbles bursting, there was total silence.

Suddenly, a sound of water breaking broke through the tranquility, and then, a figure rushed out of the magma, its whole body wrapped in golden flames, like a meteor streaking through the night sky, and finally suspended in mid-air.

That was Xiao Ling, and his figure stood out in this fiery world.

In order to avoid attracting the attention of those powerful flame lizard men, Xiao Ling used all his strength to use his speed along the way. Now that he finally escaped from the magma safely, he felt a little tired. He exhaled gently, and the golden flames on his body gradually dissipated, revealing his relaxed and confident smile.

"Phew, it's finally out." Xiao Ling said to himself, with a hint of relaxed exhaustion in his voice.

Xiao Ling lowered his head and glanced at the Na Ring in his hand, which contained the flame beads he had just obtained from the Flame Lizard Man. Each one contained powerful energy.

A satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he whispered to himself: "The harvest this time is really good. It seems that it is time to find a place to retreat and practice."

Xiao Ling looked around, looking for a place suitable for retreat in this magma world. Soon, his eyes locked on a mountain wall, which looked both secluded and quiet, making it a good place for practicing.

He smiled softly, fighting energy gathered in the palm of his hand, and then swung it violently, and a powerful wave of fighting energy hit the mountain wall. The rock cracked under the influence of the force, forming a temporary training cave.

Xiao Ling landed lightly in the cave and took out his Qinglian pedestal from the ring.

As soon as the pedestal appeared, it emitted a faint cyan light, hazy and mysterious, like a treasure in a dream.

It began to slowly absorb the surrounding fire energy, making this space already rich in fire elements become even hotter.

Xiao Ling was very satisfied with the scene in front of him. The soft green light emitted by the Qinglian pedestal is intertwined with the beating firelight in the cave, creating a mysterious and warm cultivation environment.

Afterwards, Xiao Ling released the Celestial Demon Puppet and put it aside to protect him for the rest of his retreat.

He nodded slightly, then sat cross-legged on the Qinglian pedestal, took a deep breath, and began to adjust his state. As his breathing gradually became calmer, his heart became calmer and he was ready for the next training session.

Xiao Ling opened his eyes, and with a flick of his fingers, he took out the transformed fire that he had snatched from the hands of Fang Yan and the others from the system space. The gray-brown flames floated quietly in front of him, exuding a fiery aura.

However, it did not show any signs of activity. Without the control of the three dialects, the flame was like a body that had lost its soul.

Looking at this scene, Xiao Ling shook his head slightly, with a contemptuous smile on his lips, "Fake things are fake after all. If nothing else, even the most basic spirituality is not as good as the real strange fire."

But Xiao Ling didn't have too many regrets. After all, it is condensed from the fighting spirit in the cultivator's body. Although it has lost the control of Fang Yan and the other two elders, it still contains most of their essence fighting spirit. Xiao Ling planned to use the Burning Technique to devour the flames in order to improve his cultivation.

In the original work, Xiao Yan did not devour the transformed fire he took from Fang Yan, but planned to use it to cast the three-color half-fire lotus. But Xiao Ling had his own plan, and he decided to devour this transformed fire. After all, sooner or later, he would condense a perfect transformed fire of his own.

Without any more hesitation, Xiao Ling stretched out his hand, sucked the transformed fire into his palm, and then swallowed it into his belly without hesitation.

Xiao Ling's strength cannot be underestimated now. Coupled with the blessing of the five kinds of strange fires in his body, swallowing a transformed fire is a piece of cake for him. The whole process is easy and does not cause any discomfort.

As soon as the transformed fire entered his body, it was quickly surrounded by his Golden Emperor Burning Heaven Flame, as if it was captured by an invisible net, unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Ling began to refine the Huasheng Fire according to the method of the Burning Technique. The energy in his body flowed like a precision machine, absorbing and transforming the energy of the Huasheng Fire bit by bit.