Chapter 262: Qingming cold fire

In the vast fire field, there is a continuous tumbling flame between the whole world, and the burning flame keeps burning, emitting horrible temperature, as if it can evaporate the heavens and the earth.
In this red-hot sea of ​​fire, three figures walked in, watching the next four weeks with gaze and vigilance. The three quickly separated and galloped in different directions.
"I have the power of a candle dragon in my body. In this fire field, I can do it without being invaded. If I am with them, I will be aware of them, I am afraid that it will cause many evils."
When he was galloping all the way, Luo Yang’s face was indulged. In the fire array in the inheritance of the Qingyun on the Qingyun, his ability is too conspicuous. If it is exposed at this moment, it is difficult to ensure that they will not be suspicious.
Therefore, after just stepping into this fire domain, Luo Yang quickly separated from them. Fortunately, the two of them seem to have other plans, and they are wary of each other, but no one cares too much.
At the moment, all the way, Luo Yang's figure quickly left the first layer of the sea of ​​fire, stepping into the second layer of fire.
In the entire second layer, there is a dark red flame. Compared with the first layer, the flame in this place is more violent than the violent, and even the general Lingtai monks can hardly stay here. Time is too long.
But Luo Yang did not care at all, and did not say that his own cultivation has reached the 12th floor of Lingtai, enough to fight the Yuantian monk. Even if it relies solely on the blood of the body, it is also unobstructed here.
After meeting the Luoyang, these flames seem to have met the flame king. They dare not let the slightest arrogance, and they all surrender to mourn. Where the Luoyang passed, the flame automatically retreated!
"Although I didn't intend to rely on the Danhuo alchemy that was given by the Xuanmai School, but in the words of the cloud chief, I mentioned the flame that can burn the immortals. So the flame exists in the depths of this fire. If I don't explore it. Something, I am not wasting this opportunity..."
After the eyes flashed slightly, the speed of Luoyang suddenly increased. In this fire field, even the monks of Yuantianjing could not explore the gods. Therefore, Luoyang can safely perform the repairs in the body without having to concern.
Under the full force, just a moment later, Luo Yang stepped into the third layer of fire. In this third layer of fire, all the flames become more horrible, from the deep red color, to the black flame, and when it is burning, there is a black mist drifting.
After feeling the temperature emanating from the black flame, Luo Yang’s face showed a strange color, shook his head slightly, and did not care too much, and continued to advance toward the depths of the fire.
All the way, every time a layer of fire, the flame that Luoyang met was a change. From black, there were four kinds of fires of gray, cyan, purple and blue.
In the layer of fire, the temperature of the flame is more and more horrible, and not to mention the fire of the stars in the blue fire on the seventh floor, even if it is the flame in the fifth layer of fire, it is enough to make any Yuantian The monks of the territory fell.
If Luo Yang has a candle dragon blood, even if his cultivation is higher, it is difficult to step into the depths of the fire.
"The star flame of the seventh floor is already very horrible. Although it can't be compared with the old muddy fire of the sun, it is indeed extraordinary."
After gazing from the blue flames around him, Luo Yang’s heart sighed, and when he stepped down, he left the seventh layer of the sea of ​​fire and stepped into the eighth floor.
Just as soon as he stepped into the eighth layer of the sea of ​​fire, Luo Yang felt a kind of scent that radiated from the flames. The flames that burned around the roads all had golden brilliance, just like the golden light on the sun. It is difficult to look directly.

Hey? Is it the fire of the sun?
As Luo Yang looked around, a snoring sounded from the mouth of the candle dragon.
"The fire of the sun? Isn't that the same kind of flame as your body?" Luo Yang's face showed a hint of surprise, and some doubts asked.
"Although at the same time the fire of the sun, but these flames can be compared with the fire of Laozi? Do not say this fire domain, even if you travel throughout the dusty star, it is difficult to find compared with the fire of Laozi. Things."
The candle dragon felt the flame for a moment, and his face showed a trace of disdain. He shook his head and said.
Luo Yang heard the words, his face showed the color of enlightenment. Although he knows that this old loach is very unreliable, it is still very clear about the power of the fire that the candle dragon aura condenses.
At this moment, after the eyes flashed, Luo Yang gave up the plan to collect these roads. When he was in a hurry, he went straight to the deepest part of the fire, and he became interested in the last ninth layer of the sea of ​​fire. .
"Even if these roads are not comparable to the old muddy fires, they are also terrible compared to other flames. But in this fire, it is not in the ninth, the depths of the fire. Flame, how terrible it is..."
After the mind was moved, Luo Yang’s speed accelerated again. A few breaths of effort directly rushed out of the eighth layer of the sea of ​​fire and stepped into the ninth floor.
What makes Luo Yang unexpected is that in the depths of this fire domain, there is not a trace of flame. Within a radius of a hundred feet, there is only a circle formed by the eighth layer of the sea of ​​fire, and within this circle, A dry land.
"Strange? Could it be that the legend is fake..."
Luo Yang's brow wrinkled, his eyes swept over the land of Baizhang, and when he looked at the center of the land, he could not help but condense his eyes.
I saw that in the center of this dry land, there was a white flower that was growing quietly. When the flower swayed in the wind, the space around it was a slight tremor, and it made a turn.
"This...this is...a flame?!"
After Luo Yang approached, he felt the meaning of the ice on the white flower. He couldn't help but change his face, and his eyes showed an incredible look.
Although this white flower has the shape of a flower, it is a burning flame, but the flame is very strange. When burning, not only does not have any temperature, but it has a terrible chill, just a close, Luo Yang is able to feel a chill out from the body.
"In this ninth layer of the sea of ​​fire, there is actually a flame that emits cold..."
Luo Yang's face was dignified, his eyes continually swept from the flame. He was hesitating, and the excited voice of the candle dragon sounded in his heart.
"Qing Ming cold fire! This is Qing Ming cold fire!!"