The ancestor Liehuo was not tall, and looked down at Jiang Tian from a high place, but with a momentum that looked down on the world.

"Xianlin has seen the Ancestor Liehuo. This is the law enforcement elder of the Xianzhen Sect and the Elder Taichu." Mo Xianlin quickly bowed and said.

When he was in the Immortal Zhen Sect, Jiang Tian once slapped Xin Taiyan with a palm, and almost wiped out the soul of the saint of the Liehuo Sect. This beam had long been formed.

The ancestor of Liehuo is like a fire, so he may not be able to attack Jiang Tian.

Just as Mo Xianlin thought, the old ancestor of Fire bounced his fingers and a ball of burning fireballs instantly attacked Jiang Tian.

This fireball contains endless laws of fire. As the flames are burning, the surrounding space is distorted.

But Jiang Tian did not react at all.

Mo Xianlin formed a defensive formation and instantly blocked Jiang Tian.

"boom!"

The fire ball collided with the defensive formation, making waves of roar, and the embers of flames, as bright as fireworks, fell among the mountains, rocks and trees below.

In the blink of an eye, the mountains and forest fires within a radius of hundreds of miles were all ignited by the embers of the flames.

The fire ball smashed the defensive formation without diminishing its momentum.

“Is that all?”

Jiang Tian waved his hand and the fire ball disappeared instantly.

The fire ball that the Ancestor Liehuo casually popped up was of extraordinary momentum, but it was really not enough to see in front of Jiang Tian.

Even if Jiang Tian did not resist, the fire ball could not do anything to him based on his physical strength alone.

"The ancestor of the Fire, the most important thing is to enter this battlefield barrier first."

Mo Xianlin quickly persuaded.

"I have some skills! I am qualified to enter this ancient battlefield with me."

The ancestor Liehuo looked down at Jiang Tian and thought to himself that the Supreme Elder Wang Daofeng was useless.

The temptation just now made him sure that Jiang Tian had some tricks, but after all, he was just a god-turning cultivation. I really don’t understand how Wang Daofeng ran away with his head in his arms.

Such people, following themselves into the ancient battlefield will only become a burden!

However, in front of Mo Xianlin, the ancestor Liehuo would not go too far. He just thought about how to find an opportunity to make Jiang Tian's soul silent.

"Old ancestor, it's better to use the secret technique as soon as possible." Xin Taiyan bowed and said.

"Um."

The old ancestor Liehuo nodded slightly, raised his hand and waved it, and a golden bowl appeared in front of everyone.

The golden bowl shines with dazzling light, and is carved with complex and complex flame array patterns.

The golden bowl circled and grew bigger, covering all four people, flying towards the bottomless canyon.

"The old ancestor of the Fire is indeed extraordinary." Mo Xianlin's eyes revealed a greedy expression.

This golden bowl is at least a quasi-tape instrument.

"The Flame Golden Bowl is the ancestor's natal magic weapon."

Xin Taiyan proudly introduced: "On tens of thousands of years ago, my ancestor once burned the lion and tiger demon king with this golden bowl!"

Hearing this, Mo Xianlin's eyes were even more greedy.

Jiang Tian had no response.

Previously, Jiang Tian fought fiercely among the four demon kings, including the Lion and Tiger Demon King.

At that time, perhaps it was a bit difficult to deal with the Lion and Tiger Demon King, and he had to use the erosion and devour the demonic energy.

Now, Jiang Tian has the power of thousands of gods, and it is simply easy to deal with the Lion and Tiger Demon King!

"Everyone, be careful!"

While talking, the ancestor Liehuo suddenly spoke up to remind him.

Everyone felt a burning sensation in an instant. When they looked up, they saw that the golden bowl had plunged into the black magma.

The black magma continues to erode the flame golden bowl.

On the golden bowl, various array patterns flashed continuously, continuously expelling the eroded black flames.

But even so, the temperature inside the golden bowl is as high as a thousand degrees!

If it were an ordinary monk, he would have become roast duck long ago.

"It is worthy of being the natal magic weapon of the Ancestor Lieyan. This Nine Nether Demon Fire cannot penetrate through!" Mo Xianlin exclaimed.

"Although the Nine Nether Demon Fire is extraordinary, the demonic energy in it is the most dangerous."

Jiang Tian stared at the rolling magma and flames around him.

"You have some knowledge."

The Fire Ancestor said meaningfully: "The seals on the ancient battlefield are loose, the laws of fire are raging, and then they are infected by the demonic energy in the battlefield, and even merge into one."

"While the Flame Golden Bowl expels magma and flames, the demonic energy will be expelled!"

"So that's it!" Mo Xianlin nodded slightly.

"If it weren't for this, how could we come in easily?" Xin Taiyan said proudly.

"careful!"

While everyone was chatting, there was a loud bang, and the flame golden bowl suddenly trembled.

Then, the temperature in the flame golden bowl suddenly increased, and even strong men like Mo Xianlin and Xin Taiyan smelled a trace of danger.

"Ancestor Liehuo, what's going on?"

Mo Xianlin formed several defensive formations all over his body.

"It should be the Flame Demon Spirit! You need to leave quickly!"

The ancestor of Liehuo moved his spiritual sense and wanted to control the Liehuo Golden Bowl to leave quickly.

But at this moment, a strong man holding a giant flame axe suddenly turned into a black flame in the surrounding area.

It is the Flame Demon Spirit!

The demon spirit is composed of black flames from beginning to end, and even the pupils are flashing with black flames.

"roar!"

The Flame Demon Spirit waved the giant axe in his hand and cut directly on the Flame Golden Bowl.

"Boom!"

The flame array pattern on the flame golden bowl swayed, and the golden bowl also directly cracked a gap.

"Old Ancestor Liehuo, hurry up and take action!"

Mo Xianlin bit his teeth tightly.

If the flame golden bowl cracks at this time, even if everyone does not die, they will probably have to peel off a layer of skin!

Jiang Tian’s cultivation is unfathomable, and there may be a way to escape.

The ancestor of Liehuo and Xin Taiyan are the fire-type techniques they practice, so they should be fine, but I am afraid I have to explain it here!

"There is something wrong with this Fire Ancestor!"

Jiang Tian was not panicked at all and stared at the ancestor of Liehuo.

The first time the Flame Demon Spirit appeared, Jiang Tian used his spiritual consciousness to investigate and found that the demon spirit was at most the first time to enter the emptiness and returned to the emptiness.

With the cultivation of the Liehuo Ancestor, it is impossible to be so panicked!

"Don't worry, I will immediately take this secret method of this sect in your body and subordinates!"

While speaking, the ancestor Liehuo pinched out several magic tricks from his hand.

In an instant, his body was covered with a ball of raging flames.

Xin Taiyan also followed suit, but his speed was much slower than that of the ancestor of Liehuo.

After the formation was placed on his body and his body, the Old Ancestor Liehuo immediately bounced his fingers and lowered the formation on Mo Xianlin's body and body.

"roar!"

Another huge roar, the Flame Demon Spirit raised the flame axe again and chopped the Flame Golden Bowl.

"Old Ancestor Liehuo, hurry up and help Elder Taichu!"

Mo Xianlin's heart trembled. If Jiang Tian died here, how could he explain to the Immortal Emperor of Destruction?

"good!"

The ancestor of Liehuo was neither too eager nor too slow, and he made a magic trick.

Before he could make a magic trick around Jiang Tian, ​​the flame demon spirit's giant flame axe directly chopped onto the flame golden bowl.

The flame golden bowl trembled, and the formation at Jiang Tian’s feet instantly cracked.

The endless black flames instantly swallowed Jiang Tian.

"This...this..."

Mo Xianlin looked at the scene in front of him and was speechless.

Jiang Tian died like this?

"What a pity!"

The ancestor of Liehuo sighed, and the magic trick in his hand stopped, changing into another magic trick, and waved it to the golden bowl.
Chapter completed!