Naturally, this spark of fire couldn't hurt Chu Yao and the three of them in the slightest.

It was just a flick of the body, and it was easily avoided.

The strange thing is that the fire couldn't rush out of the hall, and dissipated by itself at the door of the hall.

Jiang Qingyue frowned slightly, and said: "Those people outside the palace set up a barrier, it seems that they really want to kill us."

"Then let them try and see who will kill whom." Chu Yao snorted coldly and said unhappily.

"Hey, it's so hot." Wang Xiaoya clapped her palms at the red-robed man and asked urgently, "It's so powerful, can you get a bigger one?"

The red-robed man stared at Wang Xiaoya coldly: "I just gave you a chance to show off. This banner is mainly to test your quality first, and when the time comes, you will also draw soul condensate pills, which can be regarded as compensation for my Wanhuo Sect."

Chu Yao immediately became serious, and said to the red-robed man: "What is your status in this cult, and do you have any accomplices? Tell me together, and you can exchange for a quicker death."

"Beyond one's own strength." The red-robed man squeezed his hands suddenly, the red robe on his body immediately turned into a raging fire, and he was holding a small flag with nine scales in his hand.

At this time, the two scales had lit up, emitting extremely high heat.

The entire palace became scorching hot, and even the walls felt faintly burnt.

Looking at these flames, Jiang Qingyue suddenly remembered the identity of the person in front of her, and said to Chu Yao and Wang Xiaoya: "This person is the owner of the Linhuo Banner among the six banners of the Wanhuo Cult. It is said that the flame flag in his hand has been cultivated to At the extreme, it can melt through the Xianyun Continent."

"That's right, you have some good eyesight." The Lord of the Linhuo Banner said proudly, "You'd better be obedient and get caught, or you'll be burned to the ground."

"It is said that only when you have cultivated to the extreme can you have that kind of power." Chu Yao sneered, and said directly: "Looking at your current virtue, it is estimated that you have not even released one ten-thousandth of your power. I can only boil water to wash my feet."

Wang Xiaoya said with a smile: "Chu Yao, you don't slap people in the face when you hit someone, so you should save some face for them."

"Since you are determined to seek death, then the Banner Master will fulfill you!" Seeing the three women belittle him, the Banner Master Scaled Fire was furious, and immediately waved the flame-colored flag in his hand, "Red Flame, gallop like a tiger!"

Under the command of the flag, several streams of fire instantly transformed into three fire tigers as high as several taibo, and rushed towards Chu Yao, Wang Xiaoya and Jiang Qingyue respectively.

Chu Yao twisted her body, and immediately took a misty step, dodging the attack of the fire tiger, and then kicked up with a kick, cutting the fire tiger in half.

It's a pity that this blow didn't have much effect. After all, the fire tiger was just a flame, and it fused into one body after a while, roaring and rushing again.

On the other side, Wang Xiaoya thought it was very interesting, and said with a smile: "The tiger made of fire seems very interesting. It would be great if it was real. You can grab one and give it to Sister Liu Meng. She will definitely like it."

"Fire tigers, it's not that they don't exist, but they are relatively rare." Jiang Qingyue avoided the fire tiger's pounce casually, and explained to Wang Xiaoya: "Since he can use the flag to turn fire into a tiger, it means that he must have hunted fire tigers before. The inner alchemy of the fire tiger was taken away. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, it would be more convenient to turn the flame into a crow."

Wang Xiaoya blinked her eyes: "Then if you take the fire tiger inner alchemy out of the flag and put it into the body of an ordinary tiger, will it turn into a fire tiger?"

"No, the tiger will be directly burned to death by the pill fire." Jiang Qingyue couldn't laugh or cry at Wang Xiaoya's brain hole.

"That's boring." Wang Yatou shook her head, somewhat disappointed.

"Hehe, when the banner master draws your soul to condense the pill, you will naturally be able to fuse with the spirit of the fire tiger in the banner." The scale fire banner master said with a grinning grin: "So, don't resist! Now, just be obedient."

Wang Xiaoya frowned: "You are very annoying, can you stop resisting and die obediently, can't you?"

"Up to now, I still want to use my tongue, but it seems that the flame is not enough, so let you open your eyes again!" The Lord of the Linhuo Banner snorted coldly, and suddenly the third scale lit up on the flag in his hand: "Purple Flame, Fly and ascend the dragon!"

The three fire tigers immediately joined together and formed a fire dragon, which spewed flames at Chu Yao and the others, looking extremely dangerous.

"I'm returning to Lushan Shenglongba." Wang Xiaoya was full of disdain, she had no patience, and was too lazy to play with such an idiot.

The commander of the Linhuo Banner ordered the flag in his hand: "Go!"

"Fuck your mother." Wang Xiaoya flashed in front of Linhuo Banner Lord in an instant, and punched him on the nose with a punch.

"Hehe, it's useless." The Lord of the Linhuo Banner said sarcastically: "You think this kind of fist can hurt half a hair of the Banner Master...Ah!"

Before he finished speaking, Chu Yao's leg hit his vitals, and Jiang Qingyue's sword gave him a chill.

"Do you really think you are so good?" Wang Xiaoya said with a displeased face: "Although your aunt and grandma are not good at martial arts, but the realm of cultivation crushes you, is it really a joke?"

"The Tribulation Transcending Period?" The Lord of the Linhuo Banner showed horror in his eyes, "Impossible, absolutely impossible. On the Xianyun Continent, how could anyone be able to reach the Tribulation Transcending Period..."

Chu Yao said sarcastically: "I'm sorry, I'm also in the catastrophe period. According to my husband, impossible things often happen. If you are shocked by this, you should die early. You should be able to do it when you reach the underworld." Be quiet."

Jiang Qingyue drew her sword back to its sheath, tapped a talisman between the eyebrows of the Lord of the Linhuo Banner, and said lightly: "I give you one last chance, if you want to tell where your accomplices are and what you want in Tunzhou Kingdom, we can forgive you." Your life."

"Hehe. The Holy Cult of Ten Thousand Fires will last forever, and the fireworks will never be extinguished and will be passed down forever." The leader of the Linhuo Banner snorted coldly, and said suddenly: "In order to master the Dao, even if my disciples die ten thousand times, they will not hesitate .Since we lost to you, let’s all go to hell together.”

After saying that, he immediately broke the flag in his hand.

Six of the nine scales on the flag suddenly lit up, and a surging heat gushed out from the flag in an instant.

Even Wang Xiaoya and Chu Yao's expressions changed slightly, Jiang Qingyue immediately grabbed the shoulders of the two of them, and Yujian flew into the air in an instant: "He wants to die with us, so retreat first."

"call!"

The heat wave was like a stream, and the six-colored flames engulfed the entire palace in an instant, and even the people in red who had arranged the enchantment outside the palace were also affected. They were directly burned to bones and then burned to ashes, blown away invisible by the heat.

"You need to control this stream of fire, otherwise it may affect innocent people." Chu Yao said worriedly as she watched the stream of fire blowing away in mid-air.

"Yes, if things go on like this, the entire capital will probably be destroyed." Wang Xiaoya also felt a little scary. Although they had long been cultivators, they still had strong empathy for ordinary people.

Jiang Qingyue thought about it, and said with some worry: "This stream of fire is not ordinary. The Flame Banner is a supreme spiritual treasure. The firepower contained in it, even if you are in the tribulation period, it is not easy to extinguish it."

"Since it can't be extinguished, let's lure it elsewhere." Wang Xiaoya said casually, turning her head.

Following this line of thought, Chu Yao immediately made a decision: "You can't let the fire spread in all directions, then let it permeate downward."

"This is a way." Jiang Qingyue nodded, and said to the two of them: "You go to the two sides and guard, don't let this fire flow escape, it should be a little intelligent, I will cut this fire flow to the ground Go underground."

"Okay." Wang Xiaoya and Chu Yao nodded, and immediately spread to both sides.

Jiang Qingyue hung in mid-air, lifted the long sword in her hand, faced the sunlight, and performed the strongest move in Zhan Ye Sword Art.

"Swordsmanship of Slashing the Night, Nine Styles: Harvesting Light in the Day to Drive the Quiet Night."

As the sword rises, dense clouds suddenly gather, covering the sky and the sun.

Then, there was a gleam of light that broke through the clouds.

Wherever it was illuminated, the ground collapsed, and the torrent of fire was instantly subdued and then sank.

Those streams of fire really seemed to be enlightened, and immediately turned into countless sparks, flying around, trying to escape from the range of the sword.

It's a pity that they can't escape even a little bit.

Because Chu Yao and Wang Xiaoya guarded one place each, they drew up their spiritual energy and formed a huge barrier, suppressing them all back.

The six-color fire flow could only sink down unwillingly, and soon disappeared from the field of vision.

Just when Chu Yao and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief, a loud roar suddenly came from the ground: "Who dares to use this kind of fire to harm the king?"

"Is there anyone else down here?" Wang Xiaoya showed a surprised expression.

Chu Yao also felt strange: "He claims to be the king. Could it be that the king of the Tunzhou Kingdom was trapped by the Wanhuo Cult?"

"I'm afraid not." Jiang Qingyue had a bad guess in her heart, "I'm afraid that the king and the Wanhuo Cult are in the same group, and they are... not human anymore."

"Not human? What do you mean!" It's not that Chu Yao and Wang Xiaoya's eyesight is not as good as Jiang Qingyue's, but that they lived on the earth before and have never seen any monsters and ghosts. They just watched them in movies and TV dramas, so some thinking patterns are not so easy break in.

At this time, the voice from the ground roared again: "Ah, the lonely royal city, the lonely clansman..."

"Boom, boom!"

The ground suddenly trembled violently. The royal palace, which was originally a mess, was now shattered into broken bricks and tiles as if it had been hit by an earthquake.

Those royal families who live in the palace are naturally in danger.

"Then... something is coming out!" Jiang Qingyue reminded with a frown.

Wang Xiaoya's eyes lit up: "I want to see what it is!"

"I'm afraid there's nothing to look at, maybe it's a little disgusting." Chu Yao said with some displeasure.

"Boom!"

There was another explosion, and the entire palace collapsed completely, revealing a huge abyss, and a pair of lantern-like eyes appeared at the bottom of the abyss, staring at Chu Yao, Wang Xiaoya and Jiang Qingyue with incomparable resentment.

"It's you!" The incomparably huge thing in the abyss roared angrily: "Killed Gu's prince, destroyed Gu's palace, and also cut off Gu's great cause of longevity...you all have to die!"

Wang Xiaoya stared wide-eyed, pointing at the thing in the abyss: "This, is this... a big king and eight spirits?"