I wanted to add insult to injury, but it ended up being a timely help.

Dugu Xuan looked furious, her eyes full of murderous intent.

Although he had been lurking in Tianlei Pavilion for several months, Dugu Xuan never imagined that these old people in Tianlei Pavilion not only practiced thunder-type skills, but also condensed the thunder element since childhood.

Once the thunder formation was activated, it turned out to be a great gift to these old guys from Tianlei Pavilion.

But she laughed angrily, her eyes exuded a crazy light, and loudly said in a judgmental tone: "It's just a lucky escape. There is no need to be too proud. The last of the four killing formations was triggered by me personally!"

The last killing formation is the fire formation.

The Thousand Spirits Killing Array has a blessing effect on the energy instilled from the outside world, and then fills the entire barrier.

The people in Tianlei Pavilion were not happy for long, their faces drooped, and they looked nervously at Dugu Xuan above.

The so-called water and fire are ruthless. Once the fire reaches the sky, the barrier will turn into a sea of ​​fire, becoming a purgatory, a furnace for alchemy, and a furnace for blacksmithing.

If you can't break through the barrier, you can only watch yourself being incinerated by the scorching heat and turning into ashes.

"I will burn all of you to ashes, hahahaha..."

Dugu Xuan looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, looking crazy.

I saw her pushing her hands forward and spitting her palms towards the outer wall of the barrier.

Two dazzling flames flew out and landed on the outer wall of the barrier.

The Thousand Spirits Killing Formation was instantly like boiling water, receiving some kind of stimulation, and the space within the barrier became dense and distorted.

The temperature is rising rapidly.

Everyone used their spiritual power to form a spiritual defense.

Within the barrier, it was like a closed and airtight iron room. The temperature did not leak out at all and climbed rapidly.

In just a short period of time, the entire space turned into a purgatory of fire.

Fire Yuan Power is different from other Yuan Powers. As time goes by, the temperature gets higher and higher, and the movement power can only be resisted for a while, but it cannot solve the problem at all.

In just half an hour, the sect leaders and elders of each major sect were already sweating profusely.

The spiritual power in the Dantian was consumed so much that it was about to become unsustainable.

Only Xuanyuan Hui, with his profound skills, could still handle it with ease.

Of course, there were Rong Zheng, Yun Qian and others who, like everyone else, witnessed the elders and sect masters of various sects being tortured by the fire, unable to extricate themselves.

Liang Shushen looked surprised, looked at Xuanyuan Changqing, Yue Qingquan, Sima Hong and other sect leaders and elders, and said puzzledly: "We didn't feel any heat at all, why do they seem like they can't hold on any longer?"

Xuanyuan Changqing and others were already sweating through their clothes, trembling all over, and looked like they were at the end of their fight.

On the contrary, Liang Shushen, Yun Qian and others felt nothing at all.

Yun Qian also felt strange and glanced at Rong Zheng instinctively.

Rong Zheng smiled half-heartedly and said calmly: "Look what I'm doing? I'm not up to anything!"

Yun Qian rolled her eyes at him and asked, "How come nothing happened to us?"

Liang Shushen also looked at Rong Zheng with curious eyes, wanting to know the answer.

After all, even Xuanyuan Changqing and other masters in the late Nascent Soul stage couldn't withstand the fire formation's attack. Why were several young people with lower strength not affected at all?

Po Jun also looked over here with doubts on his face.

Rong Zheng did not answer, but pointed at Yun Qian's waist with his chin.

"What does this mean?" Yun Qian was confused. He followed the direction of Rong Zheng's chin and looked at his waist. When he saw the bell hanging on his belt, he immediately understood what was going on: "You mean Can this bell defend against fire energy?"

This bell was given to Yun Qian by Rong Zheng when Yun Qian first met Rong Zheng for the convenience of calling him.

After all, the two of them signed a soul contract. If Yun Qian died, he would be buried with him.

Rong Zheng must ensure that Yun Qian's danger is dealt with before it occurs.

Not for Yun Qian, but also for herself.

"Although this little bell is inconspicuous, it has a resounding name, called the bell!"

Seeing that there were several people watching, Rong Zheng introduced with great interest: "In addition to serving as a warning for thousands of miles, the calling bell can also defend against the invasion of the energy of ice and fire. Didn't you realize that there are eight feet around Yun Qian's body? In the space inside, are the ice power and fire power isolated?"

Yun Qian, Liang Shushen, and Po Jun looked around. Sure enough, the picture in front of them was still very clear, but eight feet away, the picture became distorted.

Eight feet away, the picture is distorted, representing rising temperatures and a heat wave.

Liang Shushen patted her heaving chest and breathed a long sigh of relief. She couldn't help but smile and hold Yun Qian's arm: "If it weren't for you, sister, I, Liang Shushen, would be a pile of loess now. No, it's A pile of black earth, scorched earth!”

Yun Qian just smiled and looked at the others.

Things got worse.

The weaker Yue Qingquan's body was already flaming red, as if he had been soaked in water with a high temperature of hundreds of degrees. The veins all over his body were bulging, and his facial expression was twisted into a pile.

"what……"

He was the first to lose ground, his spiritual power was exhausted, and he finally couldn't withstand the rising fiery heat.

The spiritual power of the protective body collapsed, and his feet were in the air. He fell into the trap without weight, and was penetrated by several spikes and died.

His body was quickly incinerated by the thousands of degrees high temperature in the air, turned into a raging fire, and was charred black in the blink of an eye.

As Liang Shushen said, the situation is terrible.

"Haha..." Liang Shushen laughed awkwardly and had goosebumps all over her body.

Anyone who really falls will turn into a pile of scorched earth.

The trap was also full of devastation.

Originally there were a bunch of poisonous insects, snakes and ants on the ground, but they were activated by Dugu Xuan's ice, fire, thunder and lightning killing array.

First it was frozen into an ice sculpture, and then it was smashed to pieces by lightning. After the fire array was activated, even the powder was turned into black ash.

The three demon corpses also turned into scorched earth in the formation.

Sure enough, once the killing array came out, no chickens or dogs were left behind.

"Master, save me!"

A miserable and helpless cry for help sounded, attracting the attention of Yun Qian and others.

It was Sima Hong's voice. Sima Hong was at the end of his rope, and his body-protecting spiritual power had exhausted his Dantian to the brink of its limit.

His current state is no longer as arrogant and powerful as before, and his eyes are higher than his head.

Instead, his face was bleak, like a helpless woman and child asking for help.

"Master, this disciple can't hold on any longer!"

Another voice sounded, it was Song Yan's voice.

Among the three masters of Tianlei Pavilion, Xuanyuan Changqing is the strongest, followed by Song Yan and Sima Hong, who is the weakest.

Xuanyuan Hui opened his eyes and panicked for a moment.

With his strength, he was more than enough to protect himself, but it was difficult to save the two apprentices in the formation.

And even if the two people's lives can be saved, it will only be temporary. As time goes by, the fire energy in the formation becomes stronger and stronger, and even he will be buried in it by then.

The only way to break it is to break the formation.

However, the Thousand Spirits Killing Formation was composed of the spiritual power of thousands of people, which far exceeded Xuanyuan Hui's strength.

"Master——"

When Xuanyuan Hui hesitated, another familiar voice came weakly.

He glanced over there, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes became desperate...

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