Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Amber, who was commanding the monsters to evade from far away, suddenly froze, and stood there with a strange expression, and only came back to his senses after a while.

A rare surprise flashed across his face, and his eyes seemed to look deeply into the magma lake intentionally or unintentionally, and then he quickly retracted his gaze and turned around to continue commanding the monsters.

These monsters themselves are quite intelligent. Of course, they can see that Amber is in the same group as them, and they have just fought side by side with each other. They can unconditionally execute Amber's orders, and are now quickly gathering on the high slope.

Seeing the monsters gathering behind him, Amber took a big step towards the front of the monster team, and finally stopped at the front of the team. The monsters looked a little strange, and they all looked at Amber.

They had just witnessed the combat power of the bald young man in front of them. His strength was indeed very strong, even compared to these fifth-level monsters. But the problem is that the human youth in front of him has only reached the peak of the Sensing Qi Stage. What's the point of standing in front?

If there are more insect puppets coming, the only way to fight is to use Zuo Feng's method before, with sand scorpions and sand lizards in the front, vine pythons supporting from the side, and ghost spiders supporting from the back. Amber alone, what role can he play?

But Amber's eyes were firm. Just as he stepped to the front of the team, he quietly took out something from the storage crystal and carefully held it in his palm.

'Don't worry, as long as I have a breath left, I will definitely hold on. I will hold on until you come back. ' Amber narrowed his eyes slightly and secretly made up his mind.

In the previous moment, an extremely weak and obscure mental fluctuation quietly transmitted a message into Amber's mind. Because he was too familiar with it, Amber was sure that it was Zuo Feng who was sending a message to him as soon as he touched it.

It seemed that because of the urgency of time, the message was also very simple, and there was no time to introduce Zuo Feng's situation. In addition to telling Amber what means to use to deal with the crisis at hand, he told him to hold on as much as possible until he could return.

He tightened the small object in his palm. It would be a lie to say that Amber was not afraid. After all, he was facing an old monster that had survived for thousands of years. But at this time, Amber became calmer. He had experienced too many life-and-death crises with Zuo Feng, and there were too few times when he could really support himself alone. He cherished this opportunity to help Zuo Feng very much.

Slowly raising his head, Amber's eyes had slowly been cast on the "island" in the distance. The "island" on the magma lake was shaking slowly like a boat at night.

On the "island", a figure was slowly condensing. The figure was lowering his head at this time, looking at the body in front of him with cold eyes.

Looking at the scarred appearance on the surface, the eyes of the Yangming beast burst out with a cold light. He did not expect that things would develop to this point. It had tried thoroughly.

I just gave up resistance completely out of necessity. If I don't give up, this body will be completely destroyed, and my soul will also be lost. Yangming Beast has tried its best, but in the end, it still failed to save that soul.

This soul is too important to it. If everything goes well, when it leaves here, it is confident that no one on Kunxuan Continent can defeat it.

But now that I have lost that precious soul, I am even weaker than when I was defeated. Even if the subsequent plan can still be completed smoothly, it may take hundreds of years to reach the ideal state again.

Thinking of the purple-gold thunder released endlessly from the purple-gold crystal ball in the hands of the red-haired young man, Yangming Beast still feels a fear from the depths of his soul.

'Fortunately, fortunately, my soul has been kept under this island to suppress the remnant soul of Zhentian. Guan Shi used the formation "Spirit Trap Formation" that I realized several years ago to send it underground, otherwise I am afraid I won't even have a chance to turn over. ’

In fact, the Yangming beast also knew that if it was just a simple soul body, it would not attract the attacks of those thunders. But the "Purple Eye Heaven Ring" was too terrifying. As long as it was touched by a little bit of mental power, it would be directly wiped out. The consequence of contacting the soul has just been proved, which is also completely wiped out.

It did not dare to take risks and attack Zuo Feng with its soul. It only dared to use the condensed "Spirit Trap Formation" to bind Zuo Feng and pull him to the bottom of the magma lake to kill him in this way.

In the eyes of the Yangming beast, this is the most reliable method at the moment, which can not only ensure its own safety, but also ensure that Zuo Feng is completely killed.

But he didn't know that it was precisely this most reliable method that gave Zuo Feng a chance to survive. It's a pity that it didn't know Zuo Feng well, just as Zuo Feng didn't know it well enough.

The Yangming beast soul lurking in the west of the island in the center of the magma lake came out, but it couldn't do anything for a while. The formation that was carved before was still connected to the body at this time, even though the body had been blasted with holes by the purple-gold thunder.

It is even more unable to occupy that body now, because at this moment there are countless fine purple-gold lightnings constantly moving on the skin of that body.

This was the backup plan that Zuo Feng had left at the critical moment. When he saw that the Yangming beast was about to let go of the resistance, Zuo Feng quietly retained one-fifth of the thunder. When he was tied up by the rope condensed by the formation, the last command that Zuo Feng made through the crystal of the control formation was to wrap the one-fifth of the thunder outside the body.

At this moment, although the Yangming beast "solved" Zuo Feng, it couldn't reoccupy the body. Once its soul came into contact with the thunder on the body, it knew very well what the consequences would be.

Looking at the fine purple-gold thunder wandering on the surface of the body, although it was slowly consumed in the process of constantly destroying the body, it would not be eliminated for a while. The Yangming beast had to retract its gaze with hatred and turned to the amber in the distance.

"You bunch of ignorant little ghosts, each of you wants to mess up my good things, and you should pay the price. I am too weak now, so use your soul and blood to help me recover a little bit."

At this time, the Yangming beast was just a soul, and its words were also spread through the fluctuations of telekinesis. The monsters looked at the phantom soul. Although they hated the other party in their hearts, they could not help but be terrified.

They had been bound in the eight-door lock formation and had been controlled by the guy in front of them for so many years. Now they were facing him head-on. Whether it was the previous generation of Tianping Mountain Lord Zhentian or the current generation of Lord Nifeng, they were defeated by the other party. How could they not be afraid?

Only Amber stood in front with a firm look, staring coldly at the phantom soul. He was also afraid in his heart, but he knew clearly what he should do.

Seeing that the phantom soul moved, the speed of a soul body was naturally unimaginable. It just shook slightly and rushed towards Amber quickly. This human youth with no fear on his face made Yangming Beast very unhappy.

Almost in an instant, Yangming Beast had come close to Amber, and a phantom big hand stretched out and grabbed Amber's head fiercely.

Seeing the other party's slightly illusory big hand growing bigger in his eyes, Amber narrowed his eyes slightly, but he did not retreat a single step. The Yangming beast was also a little surprised by the performance of the young man in front of him, but he still grabbed it with great confidence.

The next moment, a faint green light lit up above Amber's head. The light was a little weak at first, but it became brighter and brighter. Later, the light bloomed and almost enveloped Amber's entire body.

"Uh, ah!"

The phantom that rushed over with the momentum of moving mountains and filling the sea flew backwards in embarrassment at this time. At the same time, everyone could clearly hear a shrill scream through mental fluctuations.

As the Yangming beast retreated quickly, the monsters turned their eyes to Amber in surprise. Amber was holding a small, emerald green object tightly in his hand. Some sharp-eyed monsters had seen that Amber had just stabbed the Yangming beast's soul palm with this object.

Seeing the Yangming beast retreat, Amber's heart was relieved a little at that moment, and then she looked up at her hand and saw the jasper hairpin in her hand.

This treasure originally belonged to the painter, the Seventh Young Master. When Zuo Feng attacked with telekinesis, he was also injured by this hairpin. Later, this hairpin fell into Zuo Feng's hands. With Zuo Feng's refining level and the materials in his hands, Zuo Feng strengthened it a little.

Because Zuo Feng's demand for this thing was not too great, he gave it to Amber. When Zuo Feng sent telekinesis just now, the first thing he did was to tell Amber to use this thing to deal with the Yangming beast.

Slowly spreading his palm, Amber saw that the surface of the jasper hairpin had a glaring crack at this time, and it was obvious that the hairpin was damaged. However, looking at the appearance of the Yangming beast at this time, it was obviously severely injured, and the mission of this hairpin was accomplished.

After a little hesitation, Amber put the jasper hairpin into the storage crystal. Although it was damaged, he was still reluctant to throw it away.

Slowly raising her head, Amber looked back at the retreating figure of the Yangming Beast. There was no joy on her face at this time, but she became more solemn than before.

‘If Zuo Feng is right, the Yangming Beast will definitely not give up, but the method he told me is too incredible. I hope it will really work. ’

Just as Amber was thinking, the soul of the Yangming Beast, which was retreating quickly, suddenly opened its arms and danced wildly, looking like it was crazy.

But as it danced, the magma lake was stirred wildly, and then the magma lake continued to spread to the shore, and the magma actually began to rise at this time.