PDLP Chapter 1168
Chapter 1168
"Dream Phosphorous Fire!"
A blue light flashed in Qin He's eyes, and in an instant his whole body was wrapped in blue flames, burning fiercely.
"Acridine!"
Then came a high-pitched eagle cry, and a divine bird with azure body appeared, like a burning flame, its feathers as brilliant as clouds, and its long tail flowing like a lively flame ribbon, shining brightly.
It flapped its wings and swooped down to meet the attacking fire moth.
Nanming Lihuo!
The transformation of Suzaku is the Suzaku's true fire.
Different fires have their own characteristics. Nanming Li Fire is the fire of the five elements. It is good at conquering water, can cause perennial drought, and is highly contagious.
Samadhi True Fire is extremely yang and strong, and is good at restraining ghosts and evil spirits. Its fierce fire nature makes it extremely effective for burning corpses.
This is also the reason why Qin He often used the Samadhi True Fire after obtaining it.
All things are interdependent and mutually exclusive. The illusory phosphorus fire uses softness to overcome hardness, and it actually restrains the Samadhi True Fire.
In this scenario, only the Nanming Lihuo can be evenly matched.
"boom!"
The two blazing flames collided like two ferocious beasts! In an instant, sparks flew and the light was dazzling. Seeing this, the fire moth gently flapped its wings, and instantly burst into a brilliant and dazzling light.
The light flowed like flowing water, and wherever it passed, it turned into a dreamlike sea of phosphorescence.
At this moment, not only the surrounding air, but even the entire space seemed to be immersed in this magical phosphorescent fire.
Before the eerie blue-green flames had truly penetrated his body, they had already triggered countless dazzling illusions. These illusions sometimes resembled a mighty army charging forward, majestic and imposing; other times, they resembled celestial palaces and pavilions emerging from thin air, magnificent and breathtaking.
They are intertwined and ever-changing, making it difficult to tell which are real and which are illusory.
But Suzaku was not suppressed by his opponent at all.
All I heard was a loud and clear eagle cry that resounded through the sky, as if it was about to break through the clouds.
The Vermilion Bird's broad and powerful wings flapped violently, bringing up gusts of wind. At the same time, endless blue flames continuously spewed out of its sharp, hooked eagle beak.
These blue flames quickly gathered together like surging waves, forming a dense, thick and indestructible wall of fire.
Those dream phosphorous flames that were originally coming with great force were unable to break through this line of defense. They could only jump and flicker outside the fire wall, trying to find an opportunity to take advantage of, but they were always unable to succeed.
They come from the same spark and are all one of the nine evil fires.
The two fires are fighting each other, both are evenly matched and have their own strengths.
Therefore, the fire became the key to victory or defeat.
Qin He narrowed his eyes, and without saying a word, he pressed his palm forward. In an instant, an extreme fire-attribute true energy was injected into Zhuque's body.
The Vermillion Bird's power suddenly increased exponentially, as if it were real. Its crown was as bright as a fire crystal, its eyes were as bright as stars, and its blue feathers were delicate and gorgeous.
A terrifying feeling of heat swept through the entire cave.
The black area around the fire moth was suddenly compressed rapidly, and it could not resist and retreated backwards.
Suzaku charged forward with great force, and with a powerful pillar of fire, it pierced the wings of the fire moth, gaining an overwhelming advantage.
"Ah~"
At this moment, a sigh suddenly sounded, not loud.
It’s like an old man’s recollection of his past life when he is dying, a little old and a little hoarse.
However, it was so clear, and a mysterious and ancient atmosphere instantly enveloped Qinhe.
It seems to spread from the endless void, as if it is a sigh from the gods on the other side of the long river of time, containing endless vicissitudes and compassion, crossing endless history and geography to come to today.
With compassion for the world and with the endless vicissitudes of time.
Qin He's pupils suddenly shrank into pinholes, and he felt a muffled groan in his chest. Everything in the world changed.
The techniques and principles that were once so familiar to me suddenly became unfamiliar, as if I were suddenly in a completely different space.
His soul was shaken, his blood was boiling, and deep in his mind, it seemed as if he was witnessing the passage of time along with this sigh.
The stars shattered, the sun and the moon fell, and the space shattered like broken glass.
Nothing can resist this sigh from the other side of the river.
How many heroes, how many unrivaled men, are buried in the long river of time, and no one can save them.
The compassion for the world and all the defenses and passion in the heart were dissuaded, and everything became a passing cloud, insignificant.
Only nothingness is the final destination.
This technique is so strange that it shakes all the laws and orders in this world, and no one can stop it.
If his body had not already been sanctified, it would have exploded into pieces by now.
Inside the Mud Palace, Qin He's soul's eyes, for the first time in a rare moment, showed a hint of despair. Then, endless merits roared, resonating like a huge bell. It then burst out with dazzling brilliance.
Infinite merits and infinite Dharma.
The body is sanctified, and the soul has long been sanctified.
The powerful soul power resonated with the blood and qi of the body, expelling the decadence that had invaded his heart and restoring his consciousness.
However, when he looked closely again, he found that the fire moth...had already flown in front of him without him noticing, and was less than an inch away from Qin He's face!
The strange phosphorous fire is like the flames of hell, emitting the breath of death.