420 Ziyao!

"Hu..."

Before Cheng Beikong's body fell down, a flame rolled over. In the flame, the vague figure quickly turned into ashes, and the flame rolled again, wrapped in several things and flew back to Lin Feng, who had already rushed over.

Lin Feng raised his hand and grabbed it. The blood blade and purple flame thunder knife and a possession ring in the flame were caught by him, and the lava fire penetrated into his body along his arm.

Put away a few magic weapons, and Lin Feng called back the red soul flying sword under his feet. Then he breathed a pale and breath of relief. He looked down at a porcelain bottle still held in his left hand. He couldn't help showing a bitter smile at the corners of his mouth. This is a porcelain bottle for the spiritual spring. Just before the operation of the Blue Moon Forbidden God, his Zhenyuan After almost exhausting, he chose to attack Cheng Beikong with the red soul flying sword at that time, but he was hindered by the old man in the ink robe of Ziyan Gate. Later, Cheng Beikong was deceived by the illusion and attacked Bai Honglin again. He had no choice but to take out a bottle of spiritual spring and pour it directly, and then forcibly launched the blood magic blade and drummed it. After chasing one after another, he finally killed the enemy with the help of Bai Honglin.

Lingquan's inventory is already small. Now he has used a whole bottle at once, which really makes Lin Feng feel a little sad, but it is very worthwhile to kill Cheng Beikong.

The effect of the spiritual spring under the service is still there, and coupled with the magic effect of "Colorful Tips", Lin Feng's exhausted Zhenyuan is recovering quickly. As he secretly adjusted himself, he turned his head to look in the direction of Bai Honglin, and was ready to deal with the Qiankun treasure pot and the purple fire inside.

"Hmm?!"

But at this moment, Lin Feng's expression, who had just relaxed, suddenly changed, and his eyes were extremely shocked. He looked at the universe treasure pot suspended in the air not far ahead.

"Hum..."

At the same time, the Qiankun treasure pot, which had just calmed down for several breaths with the death of Cheng Beikong, suddenly made a sound of sadness and trembling. The body of the pot trembled violently, and its fine cracks flashed a dark purple light, and even seemed that there was a more and more powerful trend, as if the whole treasure pot in the next second. It will completely explode from the inside.

"What's going on!!" Lin Feng was shocked and inexplicably. As the holder of the Qiankun treasure pot, he naturally knew more about the situation of the treasure pot. He felt very clearly that the purple fire in the treasure pot was more irritable than several times than before, and it was still intensifying. According to this situation, I'm afraid that in less than half a minute, the Qiankun treasure pot would be completely destroyed.

The enemy has solved it. Of course, Lin Feng does not want to lose this rare strong * treasure again. Almost subconsciously, he played a formula to the Qiankun treasure pot. As soon as his mind moved, he saw the lid of the Qiankun treasure pot open. In an instant, a turbulent purple flame rushed out like a volcanic eruption, an unspeakable Yu's terrorist power swept all directions in an instant...

Bai Honglin was originally waiting for Lin Feng to come over. The change of the Qiankun treasure pot shocked him. At this time, he felt the terrible power emitted by the purple fire emitted from the treasure pot. His face changed greatly in an instant, and he instinctively burst back. His eyes were full of horror and disbelief. He also didn't understand why Cheng Beikongdu It is dead, but this purple fire will still have such a change.

Just in the blink of an eye, the purple fire in the universe treasure pot rushed out, and the treasure pot stopped screaming, and finally it was not destroyed, but the situation seemed to become more troublesome than the destruction of the treasure pot...

Seeing the released purple fire, Lin Feng couldn't help but be stunned. He was more familiar with the strange fire than anyone present, and felt more clearly that the current situation of purple flame was very wrong. It seemed that there was a power of destruction brewing in it, or it could be said that the purple fire was 'self-destruction'...< /P>

"Self-destruction?!" The moment this idea appeared in his mind, Lin Feng's heart suddenly tightened. He thought of Cheng Bei's words before his death. He thought it was just a curse under the other party's despair, but now it seems that it is not that simple at all - it is not a curse, but a declaration!

The action before the other party's death was probably a secret method and gave the last order to Zi Yaohuo - the order of self-destruction!

How can there be such a secret?! Can a strange fire even be self-destructive and detonated like a magic weapon?! How terrible will the self-detonation of the best purple fire be? I'm afraid that as Cheng Beikong said before his death, everyone here will be buried with him...

Thinking of this, Lin Feng suddenly felt that his hands and feet were cold, and even his back was almost soaked with cold sweat. His eyes couldn't help but show an unconcealed anxiety. Looking at the purple fire that kept spreading in the air, he was at a loss for a moment.

"Ziyao's extinction... is Ziyao's extinction!!"

At this moment, a shocking scream suddenly sounded. Lin Feng subconsciously turned his head and saw that it was the old man in ink robe of the Purple Flame Gate who screamed. At this time, his image was quite embarrassed, as if he had been seriously injured in the battle just now. His face was showing unprecedented panic, even more than just now. When Cheng Beikong was killed, it would be exaggerated.

This scream was completely subconsciously. Many people around him heard it. Most of them looked blank, and only a few elders of the Purple Flame Gate showed the same look as the old man in ink robes after being stunned for a moment.

Although I don't understand, I can draw a general conclusion just from the reaction of the old man in ink robes - obviously, the current change of Ziyao fire is called 'Ziyao', and from the name alone, we can guess how bad the situation is.

Suddenly, just fell into a short pause because of Cheng Beikong's death, and immediately fell into panic again. Whether it was Xuanbing Palace or Purple Flame Gate, they began to **.

In mid-air, Lin Feng looked at the turmoil around him, and his face was extremely gloomy. He could ignore the people of Purple Flame Gate, but he could not ignore the people of Xuanbing Palace in any case, let alone...

His eyes looked at the back mountain of Xuanbing Palace, and the anxiety in his eyes gradually receded, replaced by incomparable firmness and persistence.

"No... Never let Zi Yaohuo destroy itself like this!!"

Lin Feng clenched his fists, and his eyes flashed. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and waved his right hand forward. The lava fire that had just recovered from his body roared out and burst into a huge fire net in the air, covering the spreading purple flame.

Although he knows that his lava fire is not enough to stop the self-destruction of Zi Yaohuo, Lin Feng can't control so much now. Anyway, he must fight!

The purple flame in the air has spread to a full 300 meters, and there are strange distortions in many places in the surrounding void, as if even the space is about to be melted. Lin Feng expanded the lava fire to the extreme before barely covering all the purple flames. With his right With a handshake, the lava fire net began to slowly shrink...