Dou Po: Signed for three years, starting from capturing the goddess

Chapter 425 Playing with Fire!

"Hehe, the good show is here, but the old man almost missed it." Su Qian said with a smile.

Elder Huo's face was gloomy and cold, but his heart sank slightly. The sudden appearance of Su Qian caught him by surprise.

Su Qian's appearance also made Na Mo Tianxing and Old Man Yingshan's expressions slightly changed. No one dared to easily ignore a Dou Zong powerhouse.

At this time, the old man Yingshan's aura suddenly rose, and in just a short moment, he recovered to the state close to his peak.

"Sect Master Mo, what's going on now is to take back the Bodhi Transformation Body Saliva from this old monster. How about the four of us take action and solve it as quickly as possible?" A touch of ghosts, said.

Ning Luo glanced sideways at Elder Huo, nodded slightly to the little fairy doctor and Su Qian, and then whispered in a voice that only the three of them could hear: "Be careful, these bastards eat people and don't spit out their bones. Don't fall for their tricks."

"Let's go, everyone!"

As soon as the old man Yingshan made a move, Mo Tianxing was the first to notice it.

"Humph!"

Seeing Mo Tianxing make a move, the old man Yingshan also had a look of ferocity in his eyes, and a withered palm like a ghost's claw protruded from his sleeve.

The old man Yingshan's gray nails flicked on the dagger, and with a clear sound, the dagger turned into a golden light again and tore through the air.

The figure of the old man Yingshan flashed, and he appeared in mid-air. As soon as his figure moved, he wanted to escape into the deep mountain.

"Hey, old monster Ying, it's better to hand over the bodhi incarnation body, otherwise, don't even think about leaving safely." The old man Yingshan was just about to run away, when the figure in front of him flickered strangely, and immediately a fiery fist wind smashed come over.

"Oh!"

Thoughts flickered in his mind like lightning, and after a while, the old man Yingshan gritted his teeth fiercely, shook his hand, and an emerald-like jade box appeared in his hand.

"Take it and get out, the old man will remember today's grievances!"

This old man Yingshan is also a very sensible person, knowing this situation, he has no choice, and immediately shouted angrily, and threw the jade box in his hand towards the sky fiercely.

Immediately, no one went to pick up the box above the sky.

Because old man Yingshan couldn't hand it over so easily.

So, they all went after Old Man Yingshan.

Ning Luo smiled faintly, and took the box over.

The palm of his hand opened the jade box like lightning, and immediately, he saw the emerald-colored bodhi incarnation saliva suspended in the jade box, slowly hanging in the air like a living thing.

"It turned out to be true?"

"Hey, it deserves it, the things are no longer with the old man, let me see who else dares to stop me?" Facing the dullness of the crowd, the old man Yingshan sneered and mocked.

"laugh!"

At the moment when Ning Luo's jaw moved slightly, the body of the Fire Guardian of the Soul Palace suddenly moved, turning into a black shadow, and shot towards Ning Luo like lightning.

"Stop them!"

The Fire Guardian of the Soul Palace waved his hand with a gloomy expression, and immediately the powerful men of the Demon Flame Valley also rose into the air, and quickly approached Ning Luo and the others.

Mo Tianxing on the side, after hesitating for a while, also sneered, and led the strong men of the Black Emperor Sect to surround Ning Luo and his party from the other side.

"Next, get ready for a big fight. As long as we fight together, we don't know who will win!" Ning Luo took a deep breath, and suddenly there was a blaze of fire in his dark eyes, and said in a deep voice.

Su Qian, Little Doctor Immortal, and Zi Yan on the side all nodded slightly. Although the other party has a large number of people, their combat effectiveness is generally much stronger
The old man Yingshan said: "Don't try to drag the old man. It's better for me not to get involved in this situation. If you want to fight, just fight as hard as you can. The old man will not accompany you, Jie Jie."

At this moment, Huo Huo and the others surrounded Ning Luo and the others.

"Su Qian and that woman will be stopped by me and Sect Master Mo. In dialect, you lead a few experts from the Demon Flame Valley to capture Ning Luo! As long as the bodhi transformation body is salivated in your hands, it doesn't matter whether you live or die!"

The fire guardian of the Soul Palace was full of murderous cold shouts, breaking the frozen atmosphere in this area.

"Fang Yan, you lead the Second Elder and the Third Elder to deal with Ning Luo. If the three of you join forces, even a strong Dou Zong can barely fight. There should be no problem, right?" The dialect great elder said in a deep voice.

Hearing the words, Fang Yan smiled slightly, nodded, and said: "Don't worry, sir, the old man will definitely snatch the Bodhi transformation body back."

"Let me and Elder Qi deal with that purple-haired little girl." Behind Mo Tianxing, Mo Ya smiled.

"En." Mo Tianxing nodded casually.

"Let's do it, don't delay any longer." Soul Palace Fire Guardian lightly waved his hand and said lightly.

The gray robe was tossed endlessly by the strong wind, and a smear of crimson gradually appeared in the pupils of the Fire Guardian of the Soul Palace, and he stared straight at Su Qian: "Old guy, die!"

Feeling that his breath was locked by the Fire Guardian of the Soul Palace, Su Qian's expression did not change at all, and with a movement of his body, he flew out slowly.

Wherever the fist wind passed, the space was distorted, and even the invisible air was torn into a concave arc, which appeared above the fist of the Fire Guardian of the Soul Palace.

Feeling the strong wind of the Soul Palace Fire Guardian's fist, Su Qian's face also changed slightly, and the sleeve robe suddenly became as hard as iron, and immediately brought a gust of icy wind, which collided heavily with the Soul Palace Fire Guardian's fist.

As soon as the voice fell, the dialect suddenly shouted: "Second brother, third child!"

Hearing the shout in dialect, the second and third elders of Demon Flame Valley immediately responded, and flew to Ning Luo immediately.

They immediately released flames.

And following the fusion of three light gray flames, in just half a minute, a group of strange gray-brown flames slowly rose above the sky.
"Playing with fire? I'm familiar with this!" Ning Luo said with a smile.

The gray-brown flames hovered over Ning Luo's head, like a gray sun, constantly emitting a terrifyingly high temperature that distorted the space. This temperature was already very close to what Ning Luo had obtained back then. Qinglian Dixinhuo
The gray-brown flame curled up, and immediately split into three groups with a sneer from Dialect, then flew out, and finally shot into the bodies of the three of them.

Immediately, Ning Luo stretched out his hand.

Like a volcano, the emerald green flame suddenly swept out of his body, immediately lingered on the surface of his body for a moment, and then gradually retracted into his body.

But as the flame retracted again, Ning Luo's aura suddenly increased at this moment.

With a light flick of the fingers, a ball of flames floated on the palm of Ning Luo. This flame is not the kind of emerald-like emerald green, Qinglian's heart fire.
(End of this chapter)