After a moment, someone couldn't help but exclaimed again.

"No! This flame can't be extinguished!"

"What?"

The expressions of the others suddenly changed and became serious.

Soon, more than one person noticed the problem.

"This flame really can't be extinguished, Elder Ming, what should we do?"

"Ming Lao, help me, I don't want to die yet!"

The evil cultivators began to panic because the power of the flames had begun to erupt, and their bodies and even their souls began to be burned.

“Ah! Help!”

Screams began to emanate, and the fire grew larger and larger, engulfing the monks and leaving them no chance of survival.

Nearly half of the monks were suffering in the flames, and then they watched themselves being burned to ashes by the flames.

This heart-wrenching fear and despair makes it impossible to see a glimmer of hope.

"Mingming, what should we do?"

"What are you panicking about?"

Huang Quanming had a gloomy face as he looked at his men, who had lost half of their men. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

What made him even more angry was that there was a ball of this strange flame on his crotch.

"I have been following the Lord Demon for eighty years. I have traveled all over the country. What a big scene I have not seen. Do you think you can scare me with just a ball of fire? It's ridiculous! Look at my Heaven Devouring Demonic Skill! Ha!"

The Heaven-Devouring Demon Art is a peerless martial art of the highest holy grade of the Demon Sect, personally taught by the Demon Lord.

It is precisely because of its power that Huang Quan Ming Lao was able to become one of the top masters of the Demon Sect and become famous in the Great Zhou.

Huang Quanming Lao circulated the spiritual energy in his body and activated the Heaven-Devouring Magic Art. He wanted to swallow up this strange flame with the attitude of a strong man crushing it so that it could no longer hurt him.

However, after continuing for a while, the flame not only did not weaken, but instead had a tendency to spread.

"Ming Lao, it's getting bigger!"

"Shut up!"

Huang Quanming Lao shouted angrily, increased his strength, and used the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art to the extreme.

“Demon Power of Heaven Devouring, swallow it for me! Drink——!”

With a command, the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be absorbed by a black hole and rushed madly into Huang Quanminglao's body.

Even the evil cultivators standing around Huangquan Minglao felt that the blood in their bodies was constantly surging, as if they wanted to leave their bodies and become nourishment for Huangquan Minglao.

but!

The golden flame remained motionless, but continued to grow and began to spread towards the root of Huang Quanminglao's thigh.

It seemed as if it would not be affected by any force and just wanted to turn the living being it was attached to into ashes.

The evil cultivators were trembling in fear. This kind of power confrontation between powerful men was simply beyond their imagination.

Seeing that Ming Lao's expression was getting uglier and uglier, everyone suppressed their fear and advised:

"Ming Lao, why don't you just cut it off? It's all burnt."

Huang Quanming's old face couldn't help but tremble violently.

Frankly speaking, it’s not that he doesn’t want to cut it, it’s that he can’t.

This flame is very strange. It burns not only the body but also the soul.

In other words, if he cut it, he would also cut the part in his soul.

If you just don't have that two taels of meat, you can grow it back by using natural resources.

But if that bit of the soul is missing, even if the flesh grows back, without the soul, there will be no reaction, and it will be truly gone.

Only if one's cultivation reaches the level of a great emperor can one find the secret method to repair the soul.

But how difficult is it to become an emperor? How is that different from having no method at all?

As a dignified Holy Sect of the Demonic Sect and one of the three top masters under the Demon Lord, if he lost that person and the news got out, wouldn't he be laughed at by the whole world?

At this moment, someone shouted:

"Ming Lao, it seems to be spreading faster."

Huang Quanming's face changed drastically. He looked down and saw that, as expected, the flame had begun to spread outwards, and as the contact area increased, the faster it spread.

If this continues, even his own soul will be devoured.

"Give me the knife! Give me the knife!"

One of his subordinates quickly handed over a heavenly weapon. Huang Quanming gritted his teeth and activated the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art to cut off that part of his body, along with his soul.

The golden flame, carrying his flesh, fell to the ground and burned. Huang Quanming Lao, not knowing whether he was heartbroken or really in pain, staggered back two steps.

"Ming Lao! Are you okay?"

The two men rushed forward and supported him.

Huang Quanming gritted his yellow teeth and said coldly:

"What can I do? It's just a matter of a few pounds of meat! A real man should aim to conquer the world. I don't care about the two pounds of meat!"

"hiss!"

Everyone immediately showed expressions of admiration.

"Ming Lao, you are truly a hero of the time!"

"Being able to follow a hero like Master Ming, I will have no regrets in my life and death."

"Master Ming, should we hurry back to the Demon Sect now?"

Huang Quanming Lao snorted coldly.

"Go back? If I go back like this, won't I be laughed at by the entire Demon Sect? The Great Zhou royal family dared to plot against me. If I, Old Huangquan Ming, don't let them have a taste of my power, how can I still have the face to call myself one of the three top masters of the Demon Sect?"

"Does Elder Ming want to go back again?"

"Of course not! I'm not that stupid. There are experts everywhere in the Imperial City. Going back would only lead to trouble."

"What does Master Ming mean?"

"Humph! The Great Zhou will definitely send experts to hunt me down. I just need to wait and see, and make sure that the Great Zhou suffers heavy casualties and never returns."

"But our military strength is not enough to fight against the Great Zhou's pursuers."

"Why should I be afraid?"

Huang Quanming smiled coldly.

"This mountain is full of monks who were just killed. Their resentment, foul air, hatred, murderous intent, and blood are all lingering in the air. I only need to set up a large formation and integrate all these forces into our bodies. In a short period of time, we will be able to raise our strength comprehensively!

The quality of the army is more important than the quantity. The Great Zhou may not be our opponent."

After a pause, his gaze returned to the golden flames that covered the mountains.

"Moreover, those stupid guys from the Great Zhou sent this powerful divine fire to us. We can collect these divine fires and let them suffer for their own mistakes.

I have observed that this divine fire only burns living things, not dead things. I used a secret treasure to contain the flame, and kept feeding it to living things to continue the fire. As long as the fire is not extinguished, it can naturally be used indefinitely. "

Everyone's eyes lit up.

"As expected of Master Ming, he has great talent. With just a little thought, he came up with a plan to fight against the Great Zhou."

“This wave is stable.”

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