630: C630 Self-detonation

C630 Self-detonation

Seeing this scene, Zhao Feng heaved a sigh of relief. He had a more intuitive feeling towards Xuan Qingzi's strength. He had thought that Xuan Qingzi was going to use the golden bell.

He didn't expect the other party to be able to easily break through his technique with just a stomp. Compared to him, this move was much stronger.

As Xuan Qingzi easily solved the attack, the Meatball in the depths of the cave seemed to know that doing that would be useless.

The two of them successfully approached the strange Meatball.

"Isn't he that brat from before? Why is he back, and he even brought people with him, does he want to deal with me?"

The dark gray Meatball's eyes were bloodshot as it looked at the two people in front of it.

Before Zhao Feng could say anything, Xuan Qingzi opened his mouth, "Evil creature, back then, my Crimson Flame Immortal Sect's ancestor was unable to kill you, and could only seal you. So many years have passed, it's time to kill you."

If it was at the peak of the Meatball, even if he was restricted by the array, he wouldn't dare to come over.

However, according to the ancient records, a formation could constantly erase the power of this object, ultimately weakening it to the level of a mortal.

Previously, when Zhao Feng explained it, Wei Ying, who was an ordinary person, was able to break through this enchantment through the golden bell. No matter how he thought about it, this Meatball's strength was not too high.

Today was the day this thing would die.

Hearing Xuan Qingzi's words, the Meatball was stunned: "Crimson Flame Immortal Sect, I have yet to look for you, yet you guys have taken the initiative to look for me. I am very curious, how do you want to deal with me?"

He was currently sealed by a formation and could not move. But at the same time, this formation was also his protective umbrella.

As long as the formation was still there, no one in the outside world would be able to harm him. The pillar of light that Zhao Feng crashed into was the formation that was protecting him.

Xuan Qingzi expressionlessly stretched out his hand and destroyed the formation with the Meatball: "I'll just kill you. With me, Xuan Qingzi, here, can you still run?"

The Meatball squinted its eyes and stared at Xuan Qingzi. If Xuan Qingzi was at his peak, he would not even look directly at him, who was at the late Foundation Establishment stage.

In terms of strength, he was weaker than Xuan Qingzi. However, if he was given a month's time, Xuan Qingzi's strength could be eliminated with a blow of his breath.

One man and one ball paid attention to each other, completely ignoring Zhao Feng's existence. In their eyes, Zhao Feng was only a small Qi Training Stage cultivator and wasn't able to pose any threat at all.

Zhao Feng was also happy to be at ease. Facing two existences that were much stronger than him, he tried his best not to interfere and just quietly watched from the side.

To be honest, the fight between Xuan Qingzi and the Meatball was like a child's fight to Zhao Feng.

In Xuan Qingzi's hand, all kinds of spells were continuously being cast. It was extremely gorgeous.

But there were only a few that managed to hit the Meatball.

The Meatball did not know why, but

His attacks were very monotonous. Outside of the collisions, there didn't seem to be any other methods of attack.

Seeing this thing rolling around on the ground, Zhao Feng thought in a naughty manner, what would happen if I hit a nail on the ground?

"A tiger being bullied by a dog. This reputed one would have never thought that a Foundation Establishment cultivator would be helpless against such a tiger falling to the ground. However, you should just give up!" Your spells cannot harm me at all. "

The dark gray Meatball spoke indifferently as it heard Xuan Qingzi.

After fighting with him for such a long time, he was very clear on the capabilities of this thing. He could only feel pain, but Xuan Qingzi was not even close to being injured.

Looking at the Meatball in front of him, which was in a sorry state, Xuan Qingzi took a few deep breaths.

"Evil creature, don't look down on me! "Sword."

Xuan Qingzi pinched his sword fingers and a golden light appeared in the hole. A giant sword shining with white light appeared in the hole.0

"Do you really think I can't hurt you? "I was too naive. I didn't make a move because I was afraid of damaging my flying sword, but now that you've provoked me like this, I can only let you see its sharpness."

"Go!"

Zhao Feng only saw a flash of golden light and a gleaming white giant sword instantly appeared on the black Meatball's body, piercing deeply into its body.

Streams of green liquid like blood continued to flow out of the cave and onto the ground. With a sizzling sound, white smoke filled the cave.

The bad smell made Zhao Feng cover his nose.

Xuan Qingzi's expression changed: "My flying sword."

He quickly formed a sword sign and retrieved the flying sword. This was his treasure and he cared for it a lot.

The blood of the Meatball was obviously not ordinary, it could corrode his flying sword. In just a few seconds, he felt that on his flying sword, almost half of his intelligence was gone.

Xuan Qingzi looked at the flying sword in his hand with a pained expression. A rare look appeared on his face as he said, "You actually dared to make my flying sword into such a state. Die!"

Holding the flying sword in his hand, Xuan Qingzi continued to wave it and waves of sword qi kept moving around the cave.

With the support of the flying sword, Xuan Qingzi could easily break through the defense of the gray black Meatball. Although the wound wasn't deep, it was only a matter of time before the Meatball would be cut to pieces.

"Do you really have to be such a scoundrel with Crimson Flame Immortal Sect? Aren't you afraid that I will perish together with you? "

Xuan Qingzi let out a cold snort: "I've already let you out, if I don't kill you now, after this period of time, my Crimson Flame Immortal Sect will be gone. Today, you will definitely die."

With that, the grayish-black Meatball let out a furious roar and its body enlarged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xuan Qingzi's expression changed and he rushed out of the cave without looking back.

Seeing this, how could Zhao Feng not understand that this was a deathblow from the black Meatball. With all his strength, he followed behind Xuan Qingzi and ran out of the cave.

Behind him, only the Meatball's angry voice could be heard.

"Want to run?" You wish? All of you, come down and die with me! "

Suddenly, an intense fluctuation of spiritual energy came from behind him. Then, the surrounding spiritual energy started to revolve violently.

A powerful energy came from the depths of the cave and turned everything that it could touch into dust. Xuan Qingzi didn't say a word as he let out his flying sword and left.

Seeing this, Zhao Feng's face turned green. What the heck is he doing here? This is good …

I lost my life in it.

Just as Zhao Feng was running with all his might, he suddenly stumbled and fell towards the ground.

"Magma, I …"

The place where Zhao Feng fell was no longer outside the cave. It was the lava trap Zhao Feng and Wei Ying had touched right from the beginning.

Seeing that he was about to fall inside, Zhao Feng supported himself with his left and right hands.

He directly supported himself on both sides of the wall, barely managing to prop himself up.

A wave of pain came from both his palms. The walls on his left and right were roasted in lava all year round. The temperature of the wall could be imagined.

Even if someone used a trick on him, it wasn't something Zhao Feng could withstand.

pqdm.com