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Chapter 2041 Tower Palace

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    "Crack! Creak! Creak!"

    "Bah bah bah!"

    More than 50,000 Lingshi cannons launched two rounds of volleys, shooting a total of hundreds of thousands of magic balls, completely covering the area where Lu Fan was located.

    Like a torrential rain of magic flame balls, they exploded one after another in the air, making a loud roar and bursting out large black magic flames.

    The billowing demonic flames pounced downward in an instant, freezing the entire area and turning it into a black world of profound ice

    "Hit, finally hit him!"

    Standing at the forefront, the middle-aged Moxiu suddenly shouted in ecstasy.

    The two masters at the completion stage of transformation quickly rushed to his side, and looked forward carefully.

    Sure enough, it was discovered that Lu Fan had been bombarded by the demonic flames and turned into a jet-black humanoid ice sculpture.

    "Hey, that's not rightAny ice sculpture transformed by the magic flame will explode within two breaths and dissipate. It has been three breaths now, why hasn't that kid exploded yet?"

    After observing for a while, one of the strong men immediately made a questioning sound of surprise.

    The middle-aged Moxiu and another strong man were equally puzzled.

    "What's going on here? Could it be that his body is harder than a giant python puppet, and won't explode for a while?"

    "He is just a human monk, how could he compare to the giant python puppet hundreds of thousands of years ago?"

    "What's the reason?"

    "Go and have a look and you'll know If his body doesn't explode, we can just take it back and hand it over to the lord. Maybe the lord will reward us heavily."  Excited Yinmang.

    In his opinion, it is a good thing that Lu Fan's body didn't explode, and he can take it back for reward.

    When the other two strong men heard this, they also became happy.

    Under the leadership of the middle-aged Moxiu, the three rushed forward quickly.

    At this moment, there was a large and clear sound of footsteps ahead, and countless spiritual figures appeared.

    All of them are spiritual practitioners who just came from the front and middle of the ancient city.

    Dense figures appeared one after another, at least more than a million, and there were more behind.

    The pupils of all spiritual cultivators are bloodshot, and there are more than ten thousand strong men who possess the "Prince of the Immortal Palace" among them. Whether it is an ordinary spiritual cultivator who has fallen into madness or a strong man with the "Prince of the Immortal Palace", they all stare vigilantly  eyes, approaching the front.

    When they noticed the thick black ice on the ground and the bone-chilling cold air in the space, their expressions became more vigilant.

    Almost all spiritual practitioners have never seen Moyan, and they don't know what these black black ice are.

    Only the tens of thousands of spiritual cultivators at the front saw the giant python puppets frozen into ice sculptures by these black flames, and knew their horror.

    When advancing, these spiritual cultivations all radiate the power of cultivation, and move forward cautiously.

    The spiritual practice in the rear also followed suit, fully alert

    "Don't be nervous, fellow daoists. These mysterious ices are made from the sacred objects of my demon clan, and they will never harm you Those giant python puppets were extremely vicious and devoured a large number of fellow daoists. My lord demon clan was very angry.  Specially ordered us to bring holy objects and come here to kill the giant python puppet.

    After half a stick of incense, all the giant python puppets were wiped out under the powerful power of my demonic relics, and the black black ice on the ground was their wreckage.  There will no longer be giant python puppets in the ancient city, and fellow Taoists can rest assured to hunt for treasures.

    Finally, I would like to remind you that the deepest part of the ancient city is the core place, and it is also the place with the most treasures and the most against the sky.  If you want to get the heaven-defying treasure, you should rush to the depths of the ancient city as soon as possible.  "

    After the middle-aged demon cultivator saw the large figure in front of him, his eyes flickered with gloom, he stopped quickly, summoned his powerful cultivation power, and shouted to the spiritual cultivators.

    The two strong men beside him also echoed.

    "In the big palace in the deepest part, there are not only countless fairy treasures, but also the remnants of fairy dragons. These are all unique and heaven-defying treasures, fellow Taoists, don't miss them!"

    "My strong demons are already attacking the protective formation of the big palace. If we go late, all the treasures in the big palace will fall into the hands of my demons."

    After hearing this, all the spirit cultivators finally understood the details of the black ice, and also understood that there were treasures and remnant souls of immortal dragons in the deepest palace.

    Pairs of scarlet pupils suddenly burst out with intense energy, and the gloomy face also revealed an excited look, and the footsteps like raindrops suddenly accelerated, rushing to the depths of the ancient city

    However, they still only pass through the two sides, that is, the place where the black ice is thinner.There were cracks, and the sound of a large piece of cracking came out.

    The three strong demons became even more horrified.

    Such hard black ice actually exploded. What is the purple-gold liquid that is so powerful?

    "Bah"

    Under their horrified gazes, the black ice suddenly exploded, and the purple-gold liquid gushed out like a torrent, engulfing the three of them in an instant.

    "ºÇºÇζ!"

    "Ahhh!"

    A large cloud of white smoke suddenly rose from the bodies of the three strong demons, exuding a strong burnt smell, and making scalp-numbing howls.

    The howling sound only sounded for half a breath, and then stopped abruptly.

    Two powerhouses at the Perfection Stage and one expert at the Great Perfection Stage were all reduced to ashes in one breath.

    Those purple-gold things are not liquid, but Lu Fan's real fire.

    If you feel it carefully, you can find that these real fires are stronger than before, and they also have a little darker color.

    "Batta! Batta! Batta!"

    Lu Fan straightened his body, stretching his muscles and bones, and there was a series of joint friction sounds all over his body.

    "The magic flames they shot turned out to be ancient things, at least hundreds of thousands of years old. Where did Moxi get these ancient magic flames? Why haven't they disappeared after hundreds of thousands of years?  ?¡±

    Lu Fan looked puzzled.

    Before, he was shocked by the two rounds of volleys fired by the magic repair army.

    He couldn't understand, how could the demons condense so many magic flames?

    Demonic flames are sacred objects of the demon clan. To condense a ball of demonic flames that can be projected, it also requires a lot of spiritual power, even immortal energy.

    Even if Mo Xi possesses the cultivation base of the peak stage of Huashen Dzogchen, it is impossible to condense it in a short period of time.

    Even Lu Fan couldn't condense 200,000 to 300,000 Ziyanhuo seeds in a short period of time. The magic flame group and Ziyanhuo seeds are the same thing.

    In order to understand this problem, he deliberately pretended to be hit by the magic flame and was frozen on purpose.

    After more than ten breaths of research, he finally discovered that these magic flame groups had a history of hundreds of thousands of years, which also surprised him.

    What is even more unexpected is that with his current fire source power, plus 40% of the Ziyan fire power, it is possible to swallow and refine the magic flame.

    However, with his current ability, he can only refine a small part of the magic flame.

    Although Mo Yan is extremely dark fire, it is also a kind of flame, and it also contains the source of fire. It is the source of fire that Lu Fan devours and refines.

    "Swallowing and refining some of the origin of the magic fire, my real fire has also undergone some small changes." He looked at the faint black color in the purple-gold real fire and was very satisfied.

    It's a pity that his real fire still can't freeze things.

    "If I have a chance in the future, I must try to devour and refine some magic flames to see what changes it can make to my real fire? Can it also give me the ability to freeze things?"

    He murmured softly, his eyes showing anticipation.

    "Boy, you dare to kill my demon powerhouse, you are courting death!"

    "If you're sensible, obediently grab your hands and go back with us to meet your lord, otherwise, you will be chopped into pieces!"

    "Hurry up and grab it!"

    ""

    At this moment, the army of demon cultivators arrayed in the distance rushed towards him with a vicious roar.

    They have already discovered that the three middle-aged Moxiu were burned to death.

    "Don't worry, I'll go to the big palace and meet your Master Moxi for a while!"

    After Lu Fan said something calmly, he went straight into the ground and disappeared in place.

    The three middle-aged demon cultivators found out his details, and saw that he was able to kill two giant python puppets at the peak of the Great Consummation period, and they had to die.

    Just as the three of them approached on their own initiative, Lu Fan burned them to death with real fire.

    When tens of thousands of demon cultivators rushed here, Lu Fan had already disappeared.

    All the demon cultivators searched around, but couldn't find any breath of him

    After running forward for a stick of incense, Lu Fan finally came to the deepest part of the ancient city.

    Here, he finally saw the big palace that looked like a hill.

    The Grand Palace is incomparably luxurious, with an astonishingly large area.

    It is composed of countless small palaces, stacked on top of each other, and finally forms a huge and complex palace, with the highest floor having the largest area.

    It is roughly estimated that the palace at the highest point is at least tens of thousands of meters in size. If there is a remnant soul of the immortal dragon, it must be there.

    Looking from a distance, the big palace is an extremely huge giant pagoda, each floor has many small palaces, which can be roughly divided into nine floors.

    Outside the entire giant palace, there is also a thick protective light shield.

    At this time, outside the protective light shield, six to seven million spiritual practitioners have gathered, among which there are more than 30,000 soaring beams.

    The spiritual army has begun to attack the protective light shield.

    The sound of "boom boom" exploded continuously, resounding through the sky.

    "Before, there were more than 30 million spiritual practitioners, but only six or seven million are left here. Are the rest of the spiritual practitioners dead?" Lu Fan glanced ahead, frowning deeply.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)The remnant soul of the dragon must be in there.

    Looking from a distance, the big palace is an extremely huge giant pagoda, each floor has many small palaces, which can be roughly divided into nine floors.

    Outside the entire giant palace, there is also a thick protective light shield.

    At this time, outside the protective light shield, six to seven million spiritual practitioners have gathered, among which there are more than 30,000 soaring beams.

    The spiritual army has begun to attack the protective light shield.

    The sound of "boom boom" exploded continuously, resounding through the sky.

    "Before, there were more than 30 million spiritual practitioners, but only six or seven million are left here. Are the rest of the spiritual practitioners dead?" Lu Fan glanced ahead, frowning deeply.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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