Chapter 592

With an order, the three of them gathered together, each using their means, talismans, and magic formulas, trying to capture the strange fire.

And that silver flood dragon was extremely agile, moving faster than lightning, going back and forth suddenly, the three of them had nothing to do for a while.

Seeing the silver dragon flying through a clump of ice rain, and then bypassing a handful of hailstones to fly tens of feet away, Xu Yun felt a little anxious, and shouted, "What kind of ghost and strange fire is this? It's like being manipulated, it's too flexible."

"Amitabha, this is the best."

Xuhui showed a smile, "The faster it runs, the more joyful it is, the more spiritual it is, and the more benefits we get."

Luo Ming nodded and said, "Senior brother is right, but it's too flexible and hard to catch."

Xu Hui thought for a moment, then frowned and said, "The three of us are afraid that it will fail, so we use magic treasures."

"Using magic weapons to deal with different fires... I'm afraid it's not appropriate."

Luo was obviously a bit puzzled, "Brother, where is your Xuanxue bottle, why don't you use it together now?"

Using magic weapons to deal with different fires feels like sending meat into the wolf's mouth.

"Of course, save it for the best opportunity."

Xu Hui frowned, and looked at Luo Ming, "Now let's try to surround it with other magic weapons, trap it in a corner, and then use the Xuanxue bottle to win with one blow. Junior brother, you must use Thunder Prison It can restrain it. When you get the strange fire, it will be yours. If you have the strange fire, do you still care about those one or two magic weapons?"

"All right."

Luo Ming nodded, gritted his teeth secretly, took out the wind and thunder fan, and stretched it against the wind, aiming at the silver flood fan.

All of a sudden, wind and thunder blew up everywhere, hundreds of thunder lights flashed, and they all surrounded the strange fire, forming a thunder prison to surround the strange fire.

Xu Yun over there also took out a water-polished Zen stick at the right time, the black paint rolled brightly, and flew towards the strange fire in a whirl.

The golden core cultivator used his magic weapon with all his strength, and the effect was immediately displayed. Facing the strong thunder light, the Yinjiao strange fire seemed to be afraid, and kept retreating to the corner.

The three of them pressed on with expressions on their faces.

Seeing that the encirclement was getting smaller and smaller, the Silver Flood Dragon became irritable, no longer dodged, but directly ran towards Luo Ming.

The fifth-order strange fire felt the danger before it reached the side, Luo Ming unfolded the secret formula, and retreated quickly.

With the escape formula and the talisman, even the strange fire couldn't catch up with Luo Ming, but it didn't seem to want to attack Luo Ming, it turned around suddenly and rushed towards the wind and thunder fan.

The wind and thunder fan is maintaining the Thunder Prison, emitting thunder light continuously, there is no time to close it, no matter how fast Luo Ming reacts, it is still a bit late.

Only a light sound was heard, and the silver light passed straight through the middle of the wind and thunder fan, leaving a hole.

Although Fenglei Fan is a top-grade fourth-rank fan, it is not small compared to the fifth-rank Silver Flood Dragon Fire, and it is melted through almost instantly.

Luo Ming put away the wind and thunder fan, his face was extremely ugly, it seemed that his chest had been hit by a sledgehammer, and his heart ached.

It's no wonder that the wind and thunder fan is one of his most cherished magic weapons. Although the damaged part is not large, it happens to pass through several runes. It is not so easy to repair it.

When Xuhui saw that Luo Ming's magic weapon was damaged, he couldn't help but secretly rejoiced, but his face showed a lot of regret, "Oh, I didn't expect it to be so cunning, it's my fault that my brother's magic weapon was damaged, but it's okay, brother If you know a few master craftsmen, you will surely be able to restore it intact. Junior brother, don’t be shy, just keep using it, and you’ll be able to get it if you persist for a while.”

Luo Ming nodded, without saying anything, the wind and thunder fan unfolded again, and several thunder lights forced towards the strange fire.

Because of the damage, the Lei Guang was inevitably weaker this time.

Although he didn't speak, he was like a mirror in his heart. He understood Xuhui's thoughts long ago. The two were intriguing each other for the sake of different fires. His strength was weakened. Xuhui was naturally happy, but he also had his own considerations, so he deliberately used the wind and thunder fan Deal with different fires.

"You only know that my Wind and Thunder Fan is powerful, but you don't know that my even stronger one is something else. Just wait for a while."

Not long after, Xuyun, who was tightly entwined with the strange fire, didn't pay attention, and the Shuimo Zen stick was circled by the strange fire, and directly cut off from it, it was basically a useless stick.

"Damn, what is this?"

Xu Yun couldn't help being annoyed, he threw down his Zen stick, and cursed, "I've seen strange fires before, but I've never seen such tricky strange fires, I've become a genius!"

Xuhui couldn't help but nodded, "If I didn't perceive that there is no soul in it, I would suspect that it has become a spirit... But it shouldn't be, but it's just that it has a lot of spirituality. This kind of strange fire is the most beneficial to us."

As he said that, he stared at the strange fire, and the greed in his eyes became more intense.

"It's kind of interesting. It seems to be coming at our magic weapon. Before, it only cared about avoiding it, but now it specifically attacks our magic weapon."

Luo Ming dodged the attack of the strange fire, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "But that's fine, it likes to burn magic weapons, so I'll use the wind and thunder fan to lure it, so what if I give up this fan?"

Xu Hui repeatedly praised, "As expected of a junior, what you said makes sense."

"get ready."

Luo Ming didn't turn his head back, he brushed out his big sleeves, and the wind and thunder fan carried the wind and thunder, and flew straight towards the corner near Yinjiao.

Silver Jiao seemed to see his favorite food, and immediately jumped on it, circling around the wind and thunder fan, dancing up and down, quite happy.

"It's a dead thing without intelligence, hmph!"

Luo Ming snorted coldly, turned his head and said, "Xuhui, why don't you take out the Xuanxue bottle?"

"Of course."

Xu Hui flipped his right hand, and Xuan Xuezun was already in front of him, "Come here, come to me and input spiritual power together, all of you!"

Luo Ming and Xu Yun immediately moved to Xu Hui's side, one on the left and one on the right, the three of them worked together and poured their spiritual power into the Xuanxue bottle at the same time.

In an instant, a white light flashed on the Xuanxue bottle, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and the entire area within tens of miles turned into an ice cave, even the magma lake seemed to be frozen, and the remaining ground fires lost their heat.

With the infusion of spiritual power, it seemed that infinite snowflakes scattered from the cup and slanted towards the wind and thunder fan. Wherever they went, even the air was frozen white.

At this time, the Fenglei Fan was riddled with holes, even Luo Ming couldn't recognize it, and the strange fire was still coiled on the Fenglei Fan, shuttling back and forth.

Caught off guard, the strange fire fell into the ice and snow, and the speed immediately slowed down, flying like a slow motion, and it took a lot of effort to fly even an inch.

"Don't stop your spiritual power!"

Xu Hui suddenly gave a loud shout.

Before the words fell, Xu Yun beside him suddenly screamed, "Okay, ah—"

He only had time to yell, and his body inexplicably turned into two halves. Before the two halves landed, they were shattered in the air again, almost splitting into tens of millions of pieces. In the blink of an eye, everything except the golden core Nothing left.

It is really wrong to die.

On the other side, Luo Ming seemed to have expected it, a black light flashed, and a small shield stood on his side.

Crack, the small shield broke open suddenly.

And Luo Ming has already moved away a few feet, with a trace of mockery on his face, "Xuhui, you are really merciless when you strike, invisible thread, is this the magic weapon that meditation should use?"

After failing to kill Luo Ming, Xuhui's expression suddenly sank, his eyes were as dark as an eagle's.

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