Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Jue Wu Gou's heart was filled with alarm and he hurriedly took protective measures. A layer of golden shield appeared around Jue Wu Gou, shining like a dazzling golden palace, trying to block the fatal blow.

However, the flame was too powerful. With a loud bang, the spiritual shield shattered like fragile glass, and the fragments flew everywhere like meteors.

Then, the flames hit the magic spell engraved on the robe worn by Jue Wu Gou. The magic spell glowed and tried its best to resist the erosion of the flames, but after only a few breaths, it gradually dimmed under the high temperature and finally dissipated into nothingness.

Jue Wu Gou's expression became more and more solemn, he knew that he was in an unprecedented crisis. At this time, the fierce flames did not stop, still approaching with the momentum of destroying everything.

Jue Wu Gou gritted his teeth and quickly took out a rare talisman from his storage bag.

This talisman exudes a mysterious light, and the runes on it flow like living things.

He activated the talisman without hesitation, and a powerful protective barrier rose up instantly.

However, the flames were too powerful. In just a moment, the protective barrier began to tremble violently under the impact of the flames.

There was a "crack" sound, and cracks appeared in the barrier, and then the cracks spread rapidly. Finally, with a loud bang, the protection formed by the talisman was shattered.

Jue Wu Gou was shocked. He didn't expect the flame to be so overbearing that it could break his three lines of defense.

At this moment, he had no way out and could only take a gamble.

He quickly circulated the spiritual power in his body, trying to find other ways to deal with it.

But the man in black did not give Jue Wu Gou any chance to breathe. He activated the Flame Prison Pearl once again, and another even more ferocious flame surged out.

Jue Wu Gou quickly dodged to the side, but the flame was so fast that it still brushed past his arm, instantly burning a piece of his clothes.

The pain caused beads of sweat to appear on Jue Wu Gou's forehead, but he endured the pain and continued to look for opportunities to fight back.

Upon seeing this, the man in black increased his spiritual power output again. The Hell Flame Demon Orb shone brightly, and suddenly several fire snakes shot out from the orb. These fire snakes were extremely flexible, dancing in the air like nimble ribbons.

Their bodies flickered with a strange purple-red light, as if they were demons from hell.

The fire snake was as fast as lightning, leaving blurry trails of light and shadows in the air.

They pounced on Jue Wu Gou with bared fangs and claws, as if they wanted to devour him whole.

Jue Wu Gou shouted: "Ancestor, save me!"

The man in black was startled when he heard this, and his attack slowed down. Then, when he realized that nothing was wrong, he became angry and said:

"You are about to die, and you still dare to lie?"

Jue Wu Gou laughed and said mockingly:

"If you are not afraid of my ancestor, why do you act like this?"

The black-robed man frowned and controlled the fire snake to easily penetrate the talisman barrier. It continued to attack Jue Wu Gou with an unstoppable force. Its momentum was like a surging flood and a ferocious beast, which made people terrified. Wherever the fire snake went, the air was burned and distorted.

Jue Wujiu gritted his teeth and sacrificed another defensive magic weapon - the second-level top-grade protective magic weapon, the Black Turtle Armor.

This black tortoise shell exudes an aura as heavy as a mountain, like a towering mountain, giving people a feeling of being indestructible.

There are mysterious patterns carved on the nail plates, which faintly exude an ancient atmosphere.

However, the black-robed man's fire snake was too sharp, and the black tortoise armor only lasted for a moment before being ruthlessly pierced through, like a solid shield pierced by a sharp arrow.

The power of the Flame Prison Pearl was like that of an unstoppable beast, continuously destroying the spiritual shield, robes, talismans and top-grade magic weapons.

Jue Wu Gou watched helplessly as his carefully prepared layers of defense became as vulnerable as paper in the face of such powerful force, and his heart was filled with helplessness.

He knew very well that the gap between foundation building and golden elixir was like a chasm, and the black-robed man in front of him was definitely not an ordinary golden elixir cultivator. His incredible fighting power made him feel deeply powerless.

But even so, Jue Wu Gou never gave up. At the moment when the precious black tortoise shell was broken, Jue Wu Gou did not hesitate to use the earth escape magic that he had practiced for many years in the Small Demon Abyss, and his figure shot straight into the depths of the ground like lightning.

"If I can't win, can't I escape?" Jue Wugui shouted in his heart.

After years of fighting in the pioneering wars, he had long developed the instinct for survival.

Jue Wu Gou never felt ashamed of running away. Only by staying alive can there be hope.

Jue Wu Gou was speeding underground, feeling extremely nervous.

He didn't know how the black-robed man caught up with him, but he didn't dare to relax. He used all his spiritual power to speed up his speed while being alert to the movements around him.

However, within a moment, a powerful aura suddenly came from above.

Jue Wu Gou gritted his teeth and continued to rush forward, but the breath was getting closer and closer.

Finally, the man in black robe appeared above the layer of soil without any trace. He looked at Jue Wu Gou through the barrier of the soil, his eyes full of mockery.

"Want to run? Not that easy." The man in black robe sneered.

"The hell is burning!"

As the black-robed man shouted coldly, the four words "Flame Hell Spreads Across the Prairie" seemed to carry endless magical power, and the entire underground space was instantly shrouded in a terrifying heat wave.

Flames burst out from the ground beneath the black-robed man's feet, like a volcanic eruption, spreading rapidly and turning the surrounding soil and rocks into hot lava.

Jue Wu Gou only felt an irresistible force coming from below, as if the entire underground was burning. His ability to escape underground seemed so powerless in front of this force.

In desperation, Jue Wu Gou had to escape from underground again and come to the more empty sky. Here, there was no magma formed by burning the rocks with flames, which was more beneficial to him.

But the flames were still approaching rapidly, surrounding where he was. The temperature rose sharply, as if he had fallen into hell.

"Damn it!"

Jue Wu Gou cursed in his heart, he knew he had no way to retreat and could only fight hard.

He suddenly stopped, formed seals with his hands, and the spiritual energy in his body surged wildly, preparing to use his final killer move.

"Ghostly Step of the Netherworld!"

Jue Wu Gou let out a low roar, and his figure instantly became blurred, as if he had turned into countless ghostly shadows, dodging and shuttling in the flames.

This was a unique skill he learned on the verge of life and death during the war to open up the Little Demon Abyss. It enabled him to teleport short distances in a very short period of time and avoid fatal attacks.

However, the black-robed man's "Hellfire" was too overbearing. The flames seemed to have intelligence and kept chasing after him. No matter how Jue Wu Gou dodged, he could not completely get rid of it.

Each teleportation can only create a short distance, but will soon be caught up by new flames.

"This is not the way to go!"

Jue Wugui was extremely anxious. He knew that he had to find a breakthrough as soon as possible, otherwise he would be swallowed by the flames sooner or later.

At this moment, he noticed that when the man in black robe was controlling the flame, there seemed to be a momentary fluctuation of spiritual power.

This subtle change may be difficult to detect for ordinary people, but for Jue Wu Gou, who has rich combat experience, it is a rare opportunity.

"It's now!"

A look of determination flashed across Jue Wu Gou's eyes. He took a deep breath and the golden spiritual power in his body surged like a river, gathering between his palms.

With a low shout from him, golden light grew stronger between his palms, gradually forming an extremely sharp golden sword light - "Golden Spear Splits the Sky Slash".

This is the unique magical power in his gold-attributed skills. One strike is enough to scare cultivators of the same level. Even cultivators in the early stage of the Golden Core stage find it difficult to withstand its attack.

He stared at the moment when the black-robed man's spiritual power fluctuated, and suddenly jumped up, rushing towards the black-robed man like a cheetah hunting its prey.

The golden sword in his hand cut through the air, making a sharp and long whistling sound, and went straight to the vital point of the man in black robe.

Wherever the sword passed, the air seemed to be cut apart, revealing the unique sharpness and indestructibility of the golden martial arts.

The man in black robe obviously did not expect that Jue Wu Gou had such a powerful counterattack method. His face changed slightly, but then he sneered, as if he didn't care.

He waved his sleeves lightly, and a powerful wave of spiritual energy spread out, attempting to collide with Jue Wu Gou's Golden Spear Sky-Splitting Slash.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the two forces collided violently in the air, bursting into dazzling light.

However, what shocked the man in black was that his spiritual power fluctuations were torn apart like paper by the cutting of the Golden Spear Sky-Splitting Slash.

An unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly surged into his heart, forcing him to go all out and mobilize all his spiritual power for defense.

"How can this be!"

The man in black robe cried out in surprise, but it was too late to react.

The golden sword's air-splitting slash was unstoppable, penetrating his spiritual power shield and heading straight for his chest.

At this critical moment of life and death, the man in black robe demonstrated his amazing reaction speed as a strong man.

His figure flashed, leaving an afterimage on the spot, while his real body had flashed several meters away, barely avoiding the fatal blow.

"so close!"

The man in black robe secretly felt lucky, but there was a hint of solemnity and fear in his eyes as he looked at Jue Wu Gou.

He didn't expect that this cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage not only possessed a gold-attributed spiritual root, but could also cultivate the gold-attributed techniques to such a level, which almost caused him to capsize in the gutter.

"Humph, you do have some skills, but you will definitely die today!"

The man in black robe snorted coldly and activated the Flame Prison Pearl again, preparing to launch a more violent attack.

However, at this moment, a surge of air suddenly came from afar, making the black-robed man's face instantly become gloomy.

……

When the majestic fire-attributed magical power aura like a raging tide surged in like a ferocious beast, the black-robed man's face instantly turned ashen, like a dark cloud covering the sun, completely shrouding his face in gloom.

His heart was tightly gripped by a strong mixture of fear and anger, and every breath seemed to be a struggle against this invisible pressure.

At this extremely tense moment, a mysterious man in a fiery red robe slowly stepped onto the battlefield. He exuded a fiery aura, like a god walking out of the abyss of fire, and every step he took unleashed a shocking power.

Seeing this, the black-robed man's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. He snorted coldly, his voice mixed with reluctance and anger:

"Humph, here comes another ignorant fellow who wants to stop me?"

He tried to calm his inner turmoil and asked in a deep voice:

"Who are you? Why are you standing up for Jue Wugui? There is no connection between us!"

The black-robed man's words revealed his extreme curiosity and vigilance about the mysterious man's identity.

The mysterious man smiled slightly, and in that smile he showed both indifference towards the provocation of the man in black robe and anticipation for the upcoming battle.

He spoke slowly, his voice low and magnetic:

"I am not here for Jue Wugui. There is no direct connection between him and me. I am here only to repay an old favor."

Upon hearing this, the man in black robe frowned so tightly that he could almost break a nail. The doubt and anger in his heart grew more and more intense like oil boiling over a raging fire.

He stared at the mysterious man, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth:

"Favors? Whose favors do you have? What does this have to do with me?"

The mysterious man did not answer immediately, but just stood there quietly, his fiery red robe swaying gently in the breeze, like flames dancing in the darkness.