Chapter 281 Encounter

The strange wind roared and circled, with the flames full of caves, and the slightly dark red flames reflected on Gan Ping's face. Under the reflection of this firelight, Gan Ping, who was carrying a huge sword, was like a majestic fire god, with a look so sloofy that people dare not dare to look at it.

Looking at the rampant earth's heart poison in the cave thoughtfully, Gan Ping's expression became a little more serious. This earth's heart poison is much stronger than the ground fire in the earth fire hall, and it contains quite difficult fire poison. Even if it is the body of the fire spirit, it does not dare to let the earth's heart poison get a point at will. The blue bamboo Tianqi is not eroded by the earth's heart poison because it is a congenital poison, but only the Tianqi, which is stained with a trace of poisonous inflammation, can hurt the fire. This toxicity can be seen.

With a pat on the back of the head, Gan Ping's top door hovered up a quaint oil lamp, sprinkled with Meng Qingguang on it to cover Gan Ping. Three cyan lotus rose up and tightly protected Gan Ping in it. The dragon pattern Binghuo Yuan Gang, which had risen a lot, roared out and circled around him and kept swimming. Although it is toxic, the earth's heart poison has a more pure firepower than the ground fire, which is of great benefit to the C fire.

After finishing the protective measures, Gan Ping threw the fire on his shoulder and walked towards it. He was afraid that this little clever ghost would be naughty and run around. At that time, he would be hurt by the poison of the ground, which would be very bad. Fortunately, Gan Ping had just learned the power of the earth's heart poison on Bizhu Tianqi. Even his fire spirit beast could not resist the strong fire poison.

Step out in one step, a golden lotus flower appeared out of the bottom of the foot, holding Gan stable in the air, with three flowers on the head of the golden lotus, what a fairy divine channel method. The phantom dragon of Binghuo Yuan Gang roared away, chasing the fire spirit in the flames around him from time to time. Gan Ping could clearly feel that the Bing Huo Yuan Gang was growing little by little. Fortunately, Binghuo Yuanang, who already has some wisdom, has not forgotten his own vocation. He did not swim too far. He just surrounded him and dispersed the gathered fire poison from time to time.

With these layers of protection, Gan Ping is as stable as Mount Tai. He slowly marched in this cave. It's not that he doesn't want to speed up, but that the firepower in this place is too pure. Maybe there are some climatic monsters lurking in the dark. How can there be nothing to protect such as the burning heart and sky fire? Counting it, the demon fairy was the guardian of this silence, which almost killed Gan Ping on the spot.

With the feeling of the burning fire, Gan Ping slowly walked forward. I don't know how many years the fire cave has not been seen by outsiders. Although it is extremely dangerous, there are also a lot of good things. For example, the pure fire bead condensed by pure firepower, whether it is refining elixir or magic weapon, is an excellent material. In fact, for fire practitioners like Ganping, the innate fire spirit body, the biggest effect of this fire bead is to make up for the depleted fire real element in the fight, which is a hundred times faster than the spirit stone and Danya Oukai, as long as one A fire bead is crushed in the palm of your hand. With Gan Ping's current economy, you can recover 70% of the true yuan. If there are more than a dozen of these things in your hand in the fight, you have a good chance of winning.

This kind of spirit can only be generated in places where the firepower is extremely pure. Even if it is the Mingyunfeng Fire Hall, the fire bead is extremely rare. Once it appears, it will be used by the madmen of the alchemy in vain. Gan Ping is in the Fire Hall. I've only seen it once. Suddenly seeing these fire beads floating in the flame, Gan Ping was overjoyed. He controlled Binghuo Yuan Gang all the way and brought back the fire beads he found one by one. Soon there were more than a hundred.

Perhaps only Gan Ping, a practitioners who is so skilled in controlling the flames and is not hurt by this geocentric poison can search for treasure and explore secrets in this surging poisonous fire at will. If another person came, the fire poison would have been poisoned into the body and died. In the value of the fire beads found along the way, Gan Ping is more vigilant. The firepower here is so pure that even spiritual things such as fire beads can be seen everywhere. How can it not be generated?

But at present, it is a little too calm. In addition to the roaring flames around me, it is a spirit such as fire, a pearl of fire, and a living thing that can move is not seen at all. However, Gan Ping could obviously feel a seemingly empty spirit around him, as if one eye was spying on him, but he couldn't find it everywhere. It really made Gan Ping feel uncomfortable. This feeling of being spied on is really annoying, and the anger also feels particularly depressed. From time to time, he grinned on Gan Ping's shoulder and knocked on his little chest, showing his anger.

Obviously, this pure fire monster that generates wisdom has been devoured and refined by the terrible existence in the dark. Maybe the burning fire has generated a mind? Transformed into that monster? Gan Ping couldn't help but be shocked by his idea and quickly drove it out of his mind. In that case, it would be terrible. Although such Qiyan is extremely powerful, it is extremely difficult to generate sage.

But if this guy really has his mind, it must be extremely difficult to deal with. Gan Ping moved forward carefully, but the fire wave came to his face like a hill, pressing down at this man fiercely. Gan Ping jumped and quickly waved his sword and stabbed. A strong sword spirit roared out and cut off the fire wave fiercely. Gan Ping just wanted to cut the fire wave in two with the help of the strong sword spirit.

But before the sword spirit came to the head, a wisp of pale yellow flame appeared when the fire wave was neutral, which was particularly inconspicuous in the dark red color of the sky, but the light yellow flame, which was almost transparent, was extremely domineering. As soon as Gan Ping's sword spirit came into contact, it was burned by its domineering fire. His eyes contracted suddenly, and Gan Ping had already felt the strong existence in the surging fire waves. A desolate and reckless breath came to his face, and bursts of crisp calls came from it and listened to it.

Gan Ping hurriedly retreated in horror and retreated hundreds of feet in an instant. He had seen the two wings stretched out from the fire wave, which were like eagle wings, with more than a hundred feet across the two sides of the mountain-like fire wave. In front of him, Gan Ping was as small as the grass under the Tianling Mountains.

Just as Gan Ping was guessing what kind of fire spirit bird it was, there were bursts of crisp calls, and Gan Ping only felt a flame rising between his chest and abdomen, straight through the door. The flame came so abruptly and vicious that it occupied the inner organs of Ganping like a strong wind. His seven orifices suddenly burst into heat waves, spewing out white and transparent flames. Even if Gan Ping's innate fire spirit body was burned by this sudden evil fire, it was difficult to stand this sudden suffering, and he suddenly shouted in pain, "Burning the heart of heaven!"