Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Bang!

A crisp sound, in the chaotic battlefield, everyone heard it clearly.

Wanyan Wulei, Yun Qiyou and others immediately turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound.

It was a sound like porcelain breaking, and it was also a sound like glass being burned and cracked by flames.

That sound was the Tai Chi defense circle laid by Ye Xiaochuan, which could not withstand the wave after wave of impact from the chaotic sky fire, and one side of the Tai Chi diagram finally collapsed.

There was one side, and then the second side, and the collapse sound continued.

The six blocked flame walls in the east, west, south, north, up and down, pressed inward after the Tai Chi diagram broke.

Ye Xiaochuan had only one thought in his mind: "I'm still a virgin!"

If I had known that Senior Sister Yun was prepared in her heart, I should have solved the problem of my virginity in the human world. Now that death is imminent, it's too late to regret.

"Xiaochuan!"

"Master Ye!"

Seeing six huge walls of fiercely burning flames pressing down on Ye Xiaochuan, dozens of screams were heard on the surrounding battlefield.

Yun Qiyou's face was pale and bloodless. Looking at the young man engulfed by the flames, her heart seemed to explode at this moment.

Time seemed to slow down very slowly at this moment. Everyone's attention was on Ye Xiaochuan. Zhuo Yan's mouth showed a cruel and cold smile.

Luo Shenfu, who had a personal grudge against Ye Xiaochuan, felt that his meridians were relaxed and his combat power increased greatly when he saw Ye Xiaochuan being engulfed by the endless chaotic sky fire. With one move, he shook Baili Yuan's Dragon Tooth Dagger and Yang Yishuang's Xuanhuang Sword away for dozens of feet.

Ye Xiaochuan was the owner of the Pluto Flag and his status was not insignificant. Many people rushed to the sea of ​​fire in the air to rescue Ye Xiaochuan.

Zhuo Yan would not let them succeed. He suddenly took out an object from his arms, which instantly became larger, like a flat-mouthed teapot or a chamber pot hidden under the bed.

The strange pot-shaped magic weapon was dark red all over. After Zhuo Yan threw it out, a dazzling red light suddenly spurted out from the mouth of the pot. From the red light, densely packed red birds of fire suddenly flew out. They were about the same size as ordinary members of the Tianfu tribe, with wings about three feet wide, but they were much more powerful than the warriors of the Tianfu tribe.

An old wizard with white hair cried out: "Fire Crow Red Pot!"

The Fire Crow Red Pot is also known as the Ten Thousand Crow Pot, which is very famous in the world.

According to legend, there was no fire in the world. It was Suiren who stole the fire, and then there was fire in the world.

After Suiren, during the reign of Taihao Sanhuang, Zhurong appeared and used fire to transform and pass on the method of preserving fire to people. He illuminated the world and occupied the position of fire. He was the world's respected fire god.

The fire god Zhu Rong lives in the Guangming Palace of Kunlun Mountain. The Guangming Palace stores the fire that was stolen by Suiren. This fire is stored in the red pot. It is the source of the spread of sparks and the ancestor of the spread of fire in the world.

The flame in the red pot is the source of firewood. The fire is scorching. After thousands of years, it has accumulated merits and virtues, and has spawned tens of thousands of fire crows, which spit fire from their mouths and smoke from their wings, making noises between heaven and earth, and performing the work of fire in the world.

In the prehistoric period, witches, monsters, and humans were entangled in grievances. When Chiyou was in chaos, Buzhou Mountain was broken, the sky collapsed, and the earth cracked. Countless tyrannical people could not escape the disaster. Zhu Rong helped Chiyou with his great witch body, and fell to the top of the 72 peaks of Hengshan Mountain in Nanchu, and entered the map of all gods.

After Zhu Rong's death, the fire crows in the red pot in the Guangming Palace of Kunlun wreaked havoc on the world, and fires spread around Kunlun Mountain and the desert spread. Just as the pillar of heaven was broken, the ground sank to the southeast, and there was a raging fire in the northwest, and a flood raged in the southeast, and all the people in the world were suffering.

This is the origin of the Fire Crow Red Pot.

The Red Pot was originally the thing that Suiren stole the fire, and later it was obtained by Zhurong, the fire god in the world. Zhurong was one of the twelve witch ancestors under Chiyou, so the old wizard in southern Xinjiang recognized it at a glance as the Fire Crow Red Pot that had been lost in the world for 40,000 years!

The number of fire crows flying out of the red pot was huge, densely packed, and seemed endless. These fire crows were not transformed by Zhuo Yan's spiritual power, but were sealed in the red pot.

At least tens of thousands of fire crows formed several groups, and they impacted back and forth in the sky. Those masters in the world who were about to rescue Ye Xiaochuan were immediately entangled by the fire crows.

The flame dragon transformed by Zhuo Yan was already hard to resist. Now tens of thousands of fire crows were released from the Fire Crow Red Pot. The spiritual power of those fire crows was very strong. For a while, Zhuo Yan had the upper hand and suppressed more than ten masters in the human world without any counterattack.

Yun Qiyou was almost going crazy. The cultivation of the cultivators themselves could resist the chaotic sky fire, but the time would definitely not last long. If it dragged on, Ye Xiaochuan would be in danger.

She couldn't imagine if she would have the courage to survive alone if something happened to Ye Xiaochuan.

"Fu! Gui!"

Yun Qiyou was forced to retreat again and again by the flame dragon and countless fire crows. In her anxiety, she suddenly thought of her pet bird.

If there was anything in the Three Realms that could break the Fire Crow Red Pot, it was only the Ice Luan Divine Bird in the human world.

The sky within a radius of dozens of miles of Jiuchong Mountain was full of battlefields for fighting. Fugui and a group of giant birds from the southern border were killing happily. Suddenly, Yun Qiyou's voice was heard amid the roar of countless magic weapons.

Fugui seemed startled, and uttered a phoenix cry, rushing towards the top of Jiuchong Mountain.

From afar, he saw countless red fire crows besieging Yun Qiyou. How could this be possible?

Fugui's body quickly grew larger, and in the blink of an eye it was already a hundred feet tall.

As it swooped down from the sky, silver ice cones shot down like a rainstorm.

Water and fire are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining, and Bingluan is the nemesis of these fire crows.

The ice cones in the sky immediately shot the thousands of fire crows that besieged Yun Qiyou into pieces. Fugui was still not satisfied, and he opened his mouth and blew out a huge white mist, which was the Nine Nether Frost!

The Nine Nether Frost turned into a light white mist, and wherever it passed, the terrifying fire crows were immediately frozen into popsicles and fell from the sky.

Seeing the power of the Ice Luan, countless fire crows screamed and scattered towards the two wings, avoiding the sharp edges of the Ice Luan and the Nine Nether Frost.

While resisting the attack of the fire demon dragon, Yun Qiyou pointed at the raging flames that spread dozens of feet in the sky and shouted: "Fugui, go save Xiaochuan!"

Fugui heard the words, and with a glance, he saw that there was indeed a person trapped in the terrifying flames. Who else could it be but the little bald head of the master's mistress?

Fugui has lived for tens of thousands of years and has long been psychic. Naturally, he would not watch Ye Xiaochuan being burned to death.

Zhuo Yan's eyes were like torches. He looked at the transparent divine bird that was a hundred feet long and murmured, "Divine bird Bingluan!"

The Nine Nether Frost sprayed by Bingluan can restrain the Chaos Sky Fire. The Bingluan bloodline in front of him has already awakened. As long as Bingluan gets close to Ye Xiaochuan, he will definitely be able to save him.

Zhuo Yan snorted coldly and immediately shot the flame magic weapon in his hand at Bingluan.

The flame-shaped magic weapon was the most powerful artifact in the Three Realms. As soon as it left Zhuo Yan's right palm, the flame magic weapon made a terrifying whirring sound. The entire flame magic weapon instantly began to burn and quickly turned into a fireball.

The fireball continued to grow larger during the flight. In a blink of an eye, it actually formed a giant flame dragon with a length of more than two hundred feet.