Chapter 81 Devouring Flames

The vine is really too thick. A reddish-brown vine is as thick as a thigh of Xuanming. Xuanming can imagine how big the body of such a thick vine should be?!

This is definitely a hard battle. The vine controlled by Xuanming suddenly stiffened, and a dead breath suddenly emanated from the vine. The breath was particularly dull, but in an instant, it bent down a wall of divine fire. Suddenly, the originally prosperous wall of divine fire suddenly became much smaller. Unfortunately, Xuanming suffered The pressure is much stronger. The breath of silence constantly oppresses Xuanming, and a cold and desolate breath is also constantly squeezing Xuanming's heart and consciousness. Even Xuanming seems to have seen that the plunder of a fire with a sense of despair was nearby. The resentment of the mountain people was unwilling, and the mountain people Their despair and accusations against the sky were still in their ears. When they fell in the burning of the sky fire, their unwilling eyes couldn't help but make Xuanming in a trance, as if they remembered the little fish that was taken away by the seagull a long time ago, with the dark eyes, with the same unwilling but desperate Eyes.

At that time, he didn't understand why the little fish showed such a desperate look. At that time, he also didn't understand the reluctant eyes of Ruan Xitong's father Ruan Su when he was dying. He has not experienced the suff of death, and he doesn't understand. He doesn't have enough experience, and he doesn't understand either. However, at this time, when he faced many hard battles and faced death many times, he understood, and he finally understood the unwillingness of these mountain people.

That was an unwilling look. In that look, with great resentment, the idea of unwillingness to die was finally engraved in the eyes of death. Some of them were still in their youth. They had not yet ventured into this world and left the traces they should have in this world. Many of them haven't tasted it for the first time, or their vision for future life have not been implemented, and they still don't want to die.

However, they encountered such a cold and ruthless natural disaster. Such a terrible natural disaster. They don't even have the power to resist.

Xuan Ming couldn't help but look a little pale. Slowly, even his breathing gradually became unstable. My heart seemed to be pressed by a piece of cold snow, a little heavy, a little cold, and a little paralyzed. In that pair of silence and unwilling eyes, he gradually sank. He has never encountered such a mood. It has always been smooth waiting for him. Even if he has lost in front of strength, even if he has struggled on the handover of life and death, he has never really been unable to resist. He is actually lucky, isn't he? Although he felt more than once that his route was tightly controlled, at least he was still alive and had a chance to resist. But they have even lost the ability to resist. Xuan Ming fell into confusion in those pair of resentful eyes.

The vine seemed to be looking at the right time, just when Xuan Ming's eyes gradually became blurred. Suddenly, a bunch of crimson flames fluttered and spread on the vines. The strong and rapid flame followed Xuanming's red and blue spiritual power and came to Xuanming with a "hula".

Xuan Ming's confused eyes suddenly opened and woke up in an instant. However, it is too late. Just in the blink of an eye, the fire couldn't help expanding in Xuan Ming's eyes, and then the bright red flame dyed Xuan Ming's white robe red.

Xuan Ming retreated in pain, and after a few jumps, he was far away from the scope of the fire. However, no close fire can avoid it, but the fire burning on the body can't escape in any case. Because of jumping, the fire on Xuanming's body became much more vigorous. The strong pain stimulated him. Xuanming gritted his teeth to endure the pain, and a clear water curse surged from his heart and rushed to the fire outside his body.

Unfortunately, the fire weakened a little, but it did not disappear, and it was still burning on Xuanming's body. Xuanming was in pain and shouted damn it. Read the clear water spell again. Unfortunately, the second clear water curse is useless. The blue clear water emerged from Xuanming's body, and finally dissipated into a white smoke in the crackling flame. Xuanming's face was calm and pinched again. This time it was not a clear water curse, but a round of blue-purple electric light.

The blue-purple electric light crackled on Xuanming's body, and the last phantom still disappeared on Xuanming's body, and the flame did not diminish. Xuan Ming's face gradually turned pale. Then, a call sounded in Xuanming's heart, which was the voice of the Eastern Emperor. He said, "Xuanming, swallowed this fire with the spiritual power of plasma."

Swallowed? Xuan Ming was puzzled, and then suddenly remembered that this might be a good way. His slurry spiritual power could be devoured, and perhaps the flames could also. Thinking of this, he slowly mobilized the solute spiritual power from Dantian, isolated the flame from him, and then made a slight mouth to swallow the flame that could only maintain isolation for a moment. A long whale absorbed water and swallowed the flame into his abdomen.

Just entered the abdomen. A burning sensation was burned from the abdomen, which was more painful than the burning on the surface of the body. That feeling is like being burned and melted. Xuan Ming even felt that as long as he moved, it might really become a pool of water and smoke. So he didn't dare to move, or he couldn't move because of the pain. He had to stand in place and slowly call out the slurry spiritual power, covering the flame, and then turned the flame into a pool of red slurry and added it to the slurry spiritual power. Become a part of it.

The flame was extinguished, and Xuan Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then he slowly stood up and looked at the clothes on his body like a pile of rags. He reached out and pulled them off. On his naked body, there were pieces of burned red. He looked at the reddish-brown vines gradually stretching this way in the distance without squinting. In his eyes, a cold murderous spirit came out and essentially swept towards the vines. Shoot away.

The murderous and solidified eye knife came out of the air with a "ding" and shot at the tree vine. Unfortunately, although Xuanming's eye knife's ability in this area has improved greatly, since the tree vine can almost force Xuanming to death, how can that ability be afraid of this eye knife? The vine only twisted a few times and accurately knocked down Xuan Ming's eye knives. Then he accelerated his speed to Xuanming.

Xuan Ming naturally did not hope that this eye knife could do anything to the tree vine. He just looked at the red burn on his body, and a white smoke steamed up on his body. In the blink of an eye, a white robe had been put on his body. He looked at the vine that had arrived in front of him and jumped towards the vine. He kicked into the middle of the vine.

The vine was still stretching towards Xuanming's waist, but unexpectedly Xuanming jumped up and was kicked into the center of the vine. Its most weak point, that place, was his weakness, just like seven inches of a snake. Just as it swings towards the body, Xuanming has seen this clearly. He even found that when he shot the eye knife, the direction of the vine twisted the fastest. Even when the vine sweeps away the eye knife, he would rather avoid the nearest eye knife and first sweep the eye knife that shot far to this place before twisting. Move your body and sweep down the nearest eye knife that is about to shoot into the vine.

At that time, Xuan Ming knew that this was strange. When he stepped on this point, he could clearly feel that the twisted body of the vine was stiff, and then twisted more crazily. The body of the vine oscillated greatly, trying to throw Xuan Ming's body down. Unfortunately, Xuanming's feet seemed to be tightly nailed to the vine, allowing the vine to shake up and down. He just quietly poured spiritual power into the vine.

Then, just as the vine "banged" and howled, Xuan Ming suddenly shouted and jumped far away. At this time, a roaring sound came from the vine, and only a "bang" was heard. The vine was poured into the place of spiritual power by Xuanming and suddenly blew up a big hole. Then there were several "pop" sounds, and the section of dozens of feet of long vines broke into several sections and landed on the stone cliff with a "pop" sound. Burned out by the divine fire.