The treasure bell shook lightly, golden lights splashed, and the three-color flames contained the most yang and strong power.

The man in black robe coldly sensed the void around him, silent about the sudden appearance of the hot flames, and did not act too much. He raised his hand to extract the turbid and evil energy of the earth veins, as if it was endless, and the turbid and evil energy of the earth veins was surround him, constantly eliminating the surrounding flames.

At the same time, countless turbid black air swarmed in the palm of the man in the black robe, solidified and sublimated, turning into wisps of deep magic light, without any brightness, and endless darkness filled with terrible resentment.

Raise your hand and grab it! The deep magic light turns into countless long and short distorted lights and shadows, wrapping itself layer by layer. At the same time, countless eyes appear on the surface of the magic light, looking around, and emitting strange dazzling lights.

Yuan Qingwei, who was hiding in the air, summoned the Taiyi whisk, and waved it gently, and the clouds surged around her, and the precious light overflowed, blocking the dazzling light, looking at the black air rolling in the flames below. She couldn't help but sigh: "Have you found a way to deal with the Three Fire Light Bells so quickly? Sure enough, those monsters who can only rush around and irrationally can deal with it."

He could see that the consumption of the black-robed man below was mostly based on the accumulation of the turbid evil energy of the earth veins in the Xuanshan Mountains. Compared with normal cultivators, using their own magic power to leverage the vitality of heaven and earth, the black-robed man's technique can be said to be a 10, 20, and 30 point effect. Even the other party still has the energy to absorb the magic power of the tree demon that he had just swallowed. It would be detrimental to Yuan Qingwei if he delayed it for a long time.

This directly exposed a flaw of Yuan Qingwei. Since traveling through the heavens, Yuan Qingwei has been relying on his own several worlds and incarnation of Shinto as logistics, and likes to compete with others for consumption. He lacks a fatal killer weapon. At this time, facing the man in black robe with strong defense and excellent battery life, he is a little numb.

He tried to use some targeted magical powers to attack the magic light, but the black-robed man's defense was not only thick, but also full of stickiness and corrosion. No matter what magical power fell, it could not cause too much waves. Some magic lights rushed out of it, stretching and changing like a spiritual snake spitting a letter in the air, and like the fangs in the bloody mouth of some unknown giant beast, trying to swallow Yuan Qingwei into his abdomen.

"If you want to swallow me! It depends on whether you have such a good mouth teeth!" Yuan Qingwei stretched out his hand, and the three fire light clock flew back into his hand. With a light squirt, invisible ripples emerged from the treasure bell and spread around, bringing out a wave of hot air, shattering the rising black light. Then Yuan Qingwei swung the Taiyi whisk in his hand, and several yellow talismans flew out, turning into a brilliant and warm sunshine in the air.

The light is clear, full of hope like the dawn light, and it is like an extreme existence in opposition to the magic light. Once the two come into contact, they will react fiercely, neutralize each other and melt each other.

At the same time, Yuan Qing fell slightly to the ground, his steps under his feet changed, and his figure continued to change around the man in black. Every time he landed, a magic power would gush out from the soles of his feet, like a long needle, piercing into the large hole under his feet, cutting off the other party's extraction of the turbid evil energy of the earth's veins.

"Imagination!" The man in black robe sneered from the magic light, and then a personal face flew out of it, rolling layer by layer, pounced towards Yuan Qingwei.

At the same time, the man in black robe stomped his feet, and the earth veins of Xuanshan Mountains vibrated. The qi needles that Yuan Qing slashed were shattered, and even larger turbid evil spirits gathered around the man in black robe. The black robe had turned into a black tide, and the angrily howling of the cold wind appeared out of thin air. The strong evil spirits distorted the movement of the surrounding energy, causing a sudden drop in temperature, and the more terrifying biting chill rushed straight to people's hearts.

'What mobilized this kind of control and power is no longer the evil aura of the nearby earth veins!' Yuan Qing frowned slightly, and swung the Taiyi whisk in his hand. The divine power mixed with Mingyu's magic power turned into a breath of sage. He swept it gently and knocked away the person's face. The black air around him seemed to be a veil peeled off by an invisible big hand, revealing the original appearance below.

But the black gas itself originates from the earth, almost endless. Even if Yuan Qingwei can be removed for a while, it will not take long before the ground will be covered again by the black tide.

‘You can’t go on like this!’ Yuan Qingwei looked at the magic light in front of her, and swung the whisk in her hand, and yellow talismans flew out, and the Bagua range was suspended, and then there was no fire to burn, turning into a series of hexagrams, forming a huge Bagua diagram suspended in mid-air.

As a result, the energy of heaven and earth within a few miles resonated with it, and continued to gather, facing each other with the magic light below.

"Let me see if you are a turtle shell that is thick or my Bagua furnace is powerful!" Yuan Qing stretched out his hand slightly, and the Three Fire Light Bell fell into the center of the Bagua. The originally empty Bagua center condensed a bright light, like a mirror.

"Want to burn me? Then see if your broken bell is strong enough!" Feeling the vast fire aura condensed above, the man in black robe sneered, and the black air around him intertwined, and sparks were generated, turning into a red and purple flame to burn. This flame was condensed by the turbid evil energy of the earth's veins. It not only has the destructive power of melting gold and eroding iron, but also has the strange ability to burn the minds of those who practice.

Yuan Qingwei stood above, feeling upset, and controlled the three fire flowing bells to sway gently, hanging down the sparks.

The Mars fell into the Eight Trigrams and suddenly turned into a sea of ​​fire. For a moment, Yuan Qingwei and the man in black robe below started a fight, with Yin Fire and Yang Fire coming and going, constantly competing.

Looking at the changes in the flames below, a little bit of enlightenment appeared in Yuan Qingwei's eyes.

Since he made up his mind to sacrifice and refine the Three Treasures and Recitations, Yuan Qingwei will explore the wonders of the Three Talents and Three Treasures when he has time. Among them, the three treasures of the earth, water, fire and wind, are also studied, among which Yin, fire, and Yang, are the top priority. Therefore, facing the confrontation between the Yang fire he triggered and the Yin, fire triggered by the black-robed man, some of the things he accumulated in the past were immediately connected.

In fact, Yuan Qingwei has a good foundation, and his knowledge reserves are supplemented by many worlds. But many times, many things you know and understand, but you cannot confuse them.

Practice and theory are equally important. Yuan Qingwei's past situation was full of theory, but there was too little practice.

Nowadays, when you really see the scene of yin, fire, yang and fire intertwining, you will naturally have a lot of insights.

"The clear is the source of turbidity, and the moving is the basis of static."

Yuan Qingwei couldn't help but shout, and a whisk in his hand swung, and the yin and fire, which seemed to interweave dragons and snakes, suddenly changed. Among them, the clear and turbid differentiated, and the movement and stillness changed. As the whisk waving, the firefly, the yin and fire, the yang and fire intertwined in the Eight Trigrams pattern, countless hexagrams and lines appeared, the Tao, the law and principles were derived, and the seal script was invisible, and the existence and non-existent seal script was flying in the flames.

The three fire flowing light clock, which is the source of yang fire, is stimulated, and the surface seal script also changes accordingly. The phantom of the divine bird appears and falls into the sea of ​​fire, dancing with the two yin and yang fires.
Chapter completed!