In the vast wilderness, there is no green plant at first glance, and the sky is gray, as if covered by a layer of mist, and the tone is extremely depressing.
In the gray sky, there were seven spots of light moving rapidly.
These seven light spots are divided into two waves, with one light spot in front and six light spots in the back, but the distance between the front and the back is no more than a hundred miles, and the distance is shrinking rapidly.
The light in the front was a beam of fire, surrounded by flames.
In the escaping light, Mo Yan gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Speed ​​is not his strong point, destructive power is.
Of course, as a genius, even if it is not his strong point, his escape speed is faster than 99% of the sixth-level cultivators.
Unfortunately, the one chasing him at this time was not a cultivator of the sixth realm, but a demon beast with the strength of as high as the seventh level.
And it’s not just an ordinary seventh-grade monster, but a descendant of a ferocious beast with powerful bloodline that has few rivals even among the seventh-grade monsters.
In addition, without Lu Qingshan to cover him, Mo Yan would not have found the time to perform his special move of strange fire fusion.
Even if the strange fire is not fused, its power is beyond imagination and is enough for him to fight against opponents of higher levels.
But what he was facing now was not just one or two seventh-grade monsters, but six.
With such a huge disparity in strength, Mo Yan simply had no way of dealing with his opponent with ease.
There seems to be no other way except to escape.
Six seventh-grade monsters were chasing him relentlessly and constantly attacking him.
At this moment, a dragon roar was heard, and a Chilong swooped over, rushing towards Mo Yan at an extremely fast speed across a long distance.
The Chilong's body is strong and powerful, and its scales glow coldly .
Its body seemed to be made of steel, and it rushed forward with the power to destroy everything in its path.
Even if there is a huge mountain ahead, it will probably be destroyed, let alone a small cultivator.
The Chilong has the blood of an ancient ferocious beast in its body, with an extremely strong body and powerful talents. It was for this reason that it was chosen as one of its souls.
Even in the Seventh Realm, relying on its Chilong body, it has few rivals, let alone a Sixth Realm cultivator?
There was a fierce light in its eyes, and it was extremely confident.
Feeling the terrifying power brought by the Chilong, Mo Yan's face darkened. He raised his hand and an ice-blue flame shot up, shining brightly, and turned into a fire dragon, which rammed into the Chilong, fierce and domineering.
Strange Fire: Cold Spirit Fire.
There was murderous intent in the Chilong's eyes. Its strong and crystal body spun around, dancing with the strong wind, and suddenly ripples like waves came towards the fire dragon.
With a loud bang, the ripples and the fire dragon collided with each other, and both collapsed at the same time.
The Chilong ignored the aftermath of the collision and continued forward, swinging its tail fiercely and hitting Mo Yan directly.
Mo Yan's face changed drastically, and he could only raise his hand again in a hurry. A blazing red lotus bloomed out of thin air, blocking the Chilong's tail.
Sizzle!
Sparks flew everywhere and the fire lotus collapsed instantly, unable to stop the Chilong's attack at all.
But this fire lotus was not completely useless. It at least bought Mo Yan a little time.
So when the Chilong's tail continued to sweep forward, it did not directly collide with Mo Yan's body.
But the strong energy it aroused was still enough to knock Mo Yan over and even cut his face.
Mo Yan's face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pu" sound. His face was burning with pain.
The situation is not good.
Mo Yan was seriously injured, but he didn't care. He actually took advantage of the Chilong's strong wind and escaped for a distance.
At the same time, he stretched out his left hand, and another ball of fire burst out from there.
But unlike the violent nature of other flames, this flame exudes an indescribable rich vitality.
Strange Fire: The Flame of Living Beings.
Mo Yan pressed his hand on the wound on his face, and the flame of life immediately spread out and wrapped his wound.
Then, the blood turned into water vapor and disappeared, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"This again!" The Chilong was circling in the air and looked extremely angry when he saw this scene.
Because it is thanks to this trick that the human cultivators in front of them have been able to hold on until now, which makes them feel extremely annoyed.
With such a lineup, they have yet to succeed in hunting down a sixth-level cultivator. How will other members of the same clan view them then?
In anger , the Chilong flew out again, circling and strangling Mo Yan, spewing out terrible demonic energy.
Bang!
Mo Yan was hit again and was swept on the back by the Chilong. His body flew up and fell to the ground, covered in blood.
He could feel his back almost splitting apart and blood gushing out.
The injuries were very serious, and even with the Flame of Life to heal them it was difficult to bear.
With such frequent injuries, the Flame of Living Beings is powerless.
Besides, activating the Flame of Life to heal injuries requires the support of Yuanli.
Such a high frequency of using the power of the Flame of Life consumed too much of Mo Yan's energy.
On this side, the Chilong swooped down, wanting to add a heart-ripping claw to completely get rid of Mo Yan.
The anger accumulated in Mo Yan's heart grew stronger and stronger, and he wanted to fight these monsters to the death.
But he finally restrained himself.
It was not out of fear or fear of life, but because he was carrying an extremely important mission.
He needed to send the message back to the human race.
Mo Yan would never allow himself to die before the message was delivered.
He quickly changed his position and did not risk his life in a bloody battle . Instead, he dodged and fought while retreating.
Mo Yan's whole body was emitting flames, the color of which kept changing, which was very mysterious.
The Chilong pressed down with one of its huge claws, emitting a dazzling light with unparalleled power, like the sun exploding and divine energy spreading everywhere.
Mo Yan activated the strange fire, forming ripples all over the sky to block it.
"Looking for death!" Chilong sneered and violently mobilized his divine power, trying to shock Mo Yan to death through the ripples.
An extremely terrifying wave came from the place where the Chilong's claws and Mo Yan's flame ripples collided, sweeping around like a surging wave.
At the same time, another five monsters also arrived and launched attacks like a raging wave, pressing towards Mo Yan together.
No matter how hot the fire is, it will be extinguished under such a massive attack!
"Open!" Mo Yan's eyes were bloodshot and he roared. His whole body glowed like a crater. Flames rolled out of his body, blazingly fierce, to defend himself!
boom!
But the enemy's attack was too fierce. Even so, Mo Yan was seriously injured and flew out.
His body was covered with cracks and he felt the pain of broken bones.
Mo Yan’s legendary talent is very strong, but he is too young.
With the supply of strange fire from the Candle Dragon Palace, his cultivation had indeed advanced by leaps and bounds.
With the unique skill of fusion of strange fire, his combat power is not bad, and he can even barely catch up with the "cheating" Lu Qingshan.
But I have to admit that his foundation is still far worse than Lu Qingshan's.
Therefore, facing six powerful seventh-grade monsters that had few rivals even in the same realm, Mo Yan had a very hard time dealing with them as he was unable to use his ultimate killer move of fusion of strange fire. He was simply unable to handle them with ease like Lu Qingshan.
Unless he can fuse the strange fire to the point where he can control it as if it were his own arm, with almost no preparation time required, and can use it at will.
Only then will he have a chance to match Lu Qingshan in combat power.
However, this requires time to hone and cannot be achieved overnight.
Mo Yan, who was seriously injured again, gritted his teeth and urged the flame of life to rise up to heal his injuries.
The monsters transformed from the inner demon's soul did not give Mo Yan a chance to survive and continued to attack.
Mo Yan had been struggling to escape, having encountered no idea how many times he had been attacked. He was covered in blood, his body was in tatters, and he had narrowly escaped death. It looked like he was about to give up.
"I really don't want to accept this!" Mo Yan said to himself.
If it really comes to the last moment before death, he can still force the fusion of the strange fire and die with the enemy.
Only, it doesn't make much sense.
What he needs to do is to survive and bring the news back to the human race.
boom!
The enemy launched an attack again. Mo Yan fought desperately, and the red and blue flames swept out like a streak of light. He once again struggled to resist this wave of attack.
His energy was almost exhausted, to the point of being at the end of his rope, so this attack was extremely strenuous for him.
"It's no use!" The monster that was chasing Mo Yan saw this scene, understood what was happening, and showed a ferocious smile.
This suffocating chase was finally coming to an end.
"Go to hell!" The Chilong launched a final attack, spewing out a strong water wave from its mouth, which turned into a tornado and attacked Mo Yan.
Mo Yan tried his best to resist, and with a shake of his palms, a strange fire rose up from each of them.
Red lotus fire and cold spirit fire.
Mo Yan didn't pause at all. Regardless of anything, he put his hands together and blended them into a two-colored lotus.
The fire lotus flew out of his hand and turned into a beam of fire, carrying a destructive aura, and shot towards the tornado.
Bang!
After a loud bang like thunder, the tornado instantly disappeared in front of Chilong's horrified eyes.
Then, the blazing flames turned into fire waves and spread out in an arc shape.
It was like a scene of destruction.
The surging waves of fire contained a terrifying aura.
Even if they have strong bodies, they dare not take it head-on.
As a result, the six seventh-grade monsters in the sky subconsciously dodged backwards, trying to escape from the explosion range of the fire lotus.
But even so, they were still affected, and parts of their flesh became charred.
Just some of them are affected, they are all like this.
What about Mo Yan who is at the center?
It seems imaginable.
Pain! Unimaginable pain! Indescribable pain!
Mo Yan convulsed in pain.
In order to resist the enemy's attack, he forcibly merged the strange fire and exploded the power of the strange fire nearby.
Even though he had a burning body, he had a strong resistance to flames, and he wrapped himself in strange fire in time to deal with the outbreak of the fire lotus.
However, although he blocked the power of the strange fire, he was not immune to the impact of the fire wave, which caused pain in his internal organs.
This is just a small matter.
The real big deal is that this time he did not fuse the strange fire carefully, but forcefully fused the strange fire in an extremely rough manner.
This caused the brutal remaining power of the flame to travel through his meridians, burning them and twisting and deforming them, causing him immense pain.
Even so, Mo Yan was just struggling in his death throes, only using his severe injuries to temporarily delay a few more moments.
Unwilling!
Extremely unwilling!
This feeling of unwillingness completely overwhelmed Mo Yan's heart.
"No!!!" Mo Yan, who was always calm, shouted out almost unconsciously.
As he shouted, flames suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Since entering the wilderness, Mo Yan's eyes have actually undergone some changes.
However, Lu Qingshan was immersed in the fluctuations sensed by the green snake at that time and did not notice it.
At this moment, the change in Mo Yan's eyes finally became clear.
Black flames burned in his dark eyes.
There was really a fire burning.
Mo Yan's body trembled.
A majestic aura was released from between his brows and rushed out of his body like a vast ocean.
His whole body was glowing, and flames were rising from his body.
The colors of the flames vary, some are fiery red, some are dark blue, some are azure...
These are all the strange fires that Mo Yan has refined.
"The flame of immortality has already revived, but we just lack the opportunity to ignite it."
"Break it down and then rebuild it, and you will achieve longevity."
"Only when the oil is exhausted can the flame of immortality be rekindled."
At this moment, Mo Yan realized the reason for his changes.
The eternal fire that Master Wang Daode had given him, which could be revived at any time, was now...
Rekindled!
Wisps of black flames emerged, no longer just burning from his eyes, but bursting out from every pore of his body.
The six seventh-grade monsters felt an aura from Mo Yan that made them panic and terrified.
Mo Yan was covered in wounds and was originally on the verge of death, but now everything has been reversed.
The Eternal Fire, ranked third among the strange fires in the world, reignited, and wisps of flames completely covered his body, nourishing it and healing it.
This time his situation was really bad. He was doomed to die and there was almost no chance of survival.
But even in this desperate situation, a miracle happened.
The Eternal Fire rushed up, not only burning on the surface of Mo Yan's body, but also releasing infinite energy in his body.
Mo Yan's aura rose endlessly.
He was half-kneeling on the ground, and the area dozens of feet outside his body was covered by black flames, blocking out all breath and turning it into a desolate area.
Between his eyebrows, there was a flashing unprecedented black light.
At this time, the surrounding ground, which had been barren for who knows how many years, was also covered with a layer of black flames.
In the flames, a hint of green appeared.
The grass and trees are sprouting, taking root, spreading branches, and growing stronger, giving people a feeling of the birth of all things and the creation of the world, full of hope and dispelling the dead air.
Behind the dead tree, all trees will bloom.
What Wang Daode saw at the time is now happening here.
Like a spring rain welcoming the dry dead land.
Mo Yan's tattered body was moisturized.
With a violent tremor, flames like a waterfall shot up into the sky from Mo Yan's body, grand and magnificent, majestic and magnificent.
Mo Yan became brighter and brighter, his divine flame was dazzling, and he became the focus between heaven and earth.
The six seventh-grade monsters had gone from being terrified to feeling palpitations.
"What is this?!"
Chilong found it hard to accept this scene.
A dying person could actually have such a huge turning point and have a terrifying breakthrough at the critical moment of life and death!
However, it does not know that transformation between life and death is almost a necessary path for those with great destiny.
Mo Yan opened his eyes, and two flames flashed across the sky like lightning, shooting into the sky, and a terrifying aura burst out.
"Now..." Mo Yan smiled, "It's my turn."
The black immortal fire turned into two long arrows and shot towards the Chilong in the sky.
puff!
In just a moment, the scales of the Chilong exploded, and a wound appeared.
At the wound, there was a black flame that lingered like a maggot on the tarsal bone.
What terrified the Chilong was that it found that the black flames were draining away its vitality.
"What is this ?!" It tried to dispel the flames, but to no avail.
This frightened him so much that he trembled in disbelief.
It couldn't bear it any longer and swooped down again, pouncing on Mo Yan.
Since there is no way to dispel this strange flame, why not kill Mo Yan and the flame will dissipate on its own, right?
It thought so.
"A mere trifle." Seeing this scene, Mo Yan scolded lightly with a terrifying majesty.
Staring at the flying Chilong, Mo Yan stood up, the fire in his eyes had disappeared, leaving only a strong murderous intent.
He waved his hand with a gloomy face, and suddenly black flames rushed out and turned into ropes, which tied up the Chilong in an instant with lightning speed.
Chilong's movements suddenly stopped, and he found that everything except his thoughts was immobile.
There was a power in the black flames that prevented him from struggling.
"Why is this happening? What happened?" The Chilong's scalp felt numb and he kept roaring in his heart.
Mo Yan rose into the air, and fire lotuses sprouted under his feet.
Lotus flowers bloom at every step.
"My fire will set the world on fire..." Mo Yan said softly with a calm expression.
At this moment, the originally gray fire of immortality between his eyebrows had turned into a ball of light, glowing brightly.
There is powerful essence and energy emanating from it.
The eternal fire is rekindled today.