When zhenhun pass, a group of Shura soldiers are full of confidence, waiting for the Yulin to break the eight wasteland XuanHuo array under the cloth of Solanum nigrum. Then they go out of the pass and take advantage of the situation to bury the Yasha army outside the zhenhun pass!

But only Yulin himself knew that he was suffering.

Although the dark purple fireballs couldn't do him any harm because of his evil Qi armor, a large number of nine netherworld inflammations were clinging to his demon Qi armor like gangrene with bones, which could not be removed by any means.

What's more, with the accumulation of jiuyoumingyan, Yulin felt his soul as if he were in a terrible furnace. The burning pain came from the deep of his soul, which made him a little upset.

"What is the origin of this woman?" Yu Lin's face was covered by the devil's armor. He thought to himself, "there are few people in the demon world who can arrange these arrays. Judging by the way, it doesn't look like the array mastered by the old people of those tribes. Was it created by someone later?"

Thinking of this, Yu Lin's expression is more dignified, looking at the Solanum nigrum in the eyes of a little more fear.

It's nothing to create a self created array. He also created many arrays. However, the array he created can only be used as a toy to fool ordinary people. If it is used to deal with experts of the same level, it is self humiliating.

But if you want to create an array that can make people fight against the same level masters, or even cross the level, it is not what ordinary people can do!

In other words, if the array of Solanum nigrum is not created by her, there is bound to be a master with amazing array skills behind the Solanum!

Those masters, even if the strength is not strong, Yulin also dare not to despise.

Because even if you can't beat you head-on, but when you don't pay attention to it, you don't even know how to die!

Thinking of things in his mind, Yu Lin's action could not help slowing down a few minutes. His magic armor lost his maintenance, and he was tottering under the attack of the dark purple fireball.

"I dare to be distracted in the eight wasteland XuanHuo formation. I really don't know whether you are arrogant or confident." seeing this scene, Solanum shook her head with a bit of mockery in her tone.

Although the eight wasteland XuanHuo formation she arranged could not achieve the effect of destroying the sky and the earth when Xiao Tian set up the array, she was confident that even if she was trapped in the eight wasteland XuanHuo formation, it would take some time to break through the array.

This Yu Lin is just lucky to escape from the hands of Chonglou for several times. Compared with Chonglou, he is not sure how much worse he is. He dares to be distracted in the eight wasteland XuanHuo formation. He really has no idea what to do!

At the thought of this, the left handprint of Solanum nigrum changes, and countless dark purple fire lines emerge out of thin air, forming a flame figure several feet high in front of the Solanum nigrum.

as like as two peas in the eyes, tightly closed, long hair shawls, and the body covered by flames, if you look closely, you will find that this flame is very similar to the Solanum nigrum.

as like as two peas, she was just like her. The dragon's shadow waved, and the figure of the flame that was exactly the same as her before seemed to be alive.

With the movement of the flame figure, the nine hell flame in the eight wasteland XuanHuo array seemed to be called upon. They gathered their hands towards the flame figure crazily. In a flash, they formed a huge flame sword with a length of more than 100 Zhang!

Seeing the huge flame sword, Yulin's eyelids jumped unconsciously. The joy of the flame weakening in the eight wasteland XuanHuo array dissipated in an instant and replaced by a dignified expression.

The huge sword in the hand of the flame figure gave him a feeling of panic. Yu Lin knew very well that if he could not take the sword, he would be dead!

The black sunflower glanced at the green forest in his eyes, his expression was cold and stern, and he rebuked: "chop!"