Chapter 1162
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"Little girl, you were the one who stole my Buddha Lotus Cleansing Fire?"
The Paramita Fire Ancestor raised an eyebrow as he sized up Zhen Xiaoxiao. With just one look, Zhen Xiaoxiao spat out a mouthful of blood. She stumbled off the Crystal Cloud Mushroom and fell into the sea of fire.
"Speak … who is supporting you?"
He did not believe that a mere Enlightening Realm cultivator could do something as great as imprisoning Yang Xin-er!
Although he was thoroughly disappointed in Yang Xin-er, the Paramita Fire Ancestor was certain that Zhen Xiaoxiao would not act alone.
The most likely reason … was that she had the support of a certain Fire Ancestor or Fire Mother!
Those good-for-nothing old farts were really pedantic. She didn't know how they had predicted that she would raise Yang Xin-er as a Human Cauldron, and when she was about to succeed, they had sent a pawn to interfere!
It must be known that the advancement of his own fire seed was not an easy matter. Yang Xin-er had to first cultivate the same technique as him, and infuse his soul so that it was easy to devour, and then use a complicated array to succeed.
How had this little girl managed to successfully advance the Buddha Lotus Cleansing Fire?
She had not raised a human cauldron, and the power of the fire in her hands seemed to have achieved a three-level leap in a very short time.
No matter …
No matter if she did not speak.
The Paramita Fire Ancestor did not even think as he pressed his palm down on Zhen Xiaoxiao's head, his five fingers emitting a power that suppressed divine sense!
"Soul Searching Technique!"
Zhen Xiaoxiao's eyes widened. He felt an unusually familiar aura from the Paramita Fire Ancestor's hand!
This method of using mental power was completely different from those clumsy magical powers of the Southern Tripod Soul Searching Masters. It was Dongling's orthodox mental technique!
How could this be?
Zhen Xiaoxiao spat out a mouthful of blood. He suddenly realized that the Paramita Fire Ancestor seemed to be hiding some secret!
He could not let the Paramita Fire Ancestor search his soul!
Zhen Xiaoxiao's brows furrowed. Immediately, the Buddha Lotus Cleansing Fire enveloped him tightly, and with a boom, he fell into the sea!
The strongest Earth Flame Royal Fire could protect him from the corrosion of the sea of fire.
At the same time, it could block the Paramita Fire Ancestor's divine sense to the greatest extent.
As he fell into the sea, Zhen Xiaoxiao did not forget to drag Yang Xin-er down with him.
"Bitch! Let me go! You bitch! "
Ever since Yang Xin-er had been imprisoned by the Dragon King, she had no freedom at all. Now that she had finally found a chance to escape, she had never imagined that Zhen Xiaoxiao would be so vengeful. Even if he could not save his own life, he would not forget to drag her down with him!
"Dragon King … break!"
Zhen Xiaoxiao still remembered the wronged souls who had died at the hands of Yang Xin-er. She frowned and groaned.
The fire prison enveloping Yang Xin-er instantly shattered. Yang Xin-er, whose hair had been grabbed by Zhen Xiaoxiao, could only shriek like a chicken waiting for its cub as he was dragged into the sea by Zhen Xiaoxiao!
In the sea of fire, the Crystal Cloud Mushroom carried Zhen Xiaoxiao down at its fastest speed!
Ants!
The Paramita Flame Ancestor was stunned for a moment before he flew into a rage!
If it were not for the Soul Search, the young Enlightened Cultivator who stole his blood and sweat would not have lived for more than a breath.
She had sealed off the sky and the sea, but no one had expected that she would escape into the sea! Even at the brink of death, he had to drag Yang Xin 'er down with him!
"Die!"
His palm pressed down. The Paramita Flame Ancestor thought that he could easily break Zhen Xiaoxiao's spine, but at that moment, layers upon layers of Earth Flame fire seeds suddenly surged out of the sea. They firmly stood between Zhen Xiaoxiao's rapidly descending figure and the Paramita Flame Ancestor's palm fire!
Boom!
A loud sound shook the heavens. Countless fire seeds scattered and lost their color. But because of their existence, the terrifying power of the Soul Formation cultivator was greatly weakened. It struck Yang Xin-er, who was being carried on Zhen Xiaoxiao's back … and then struck Zhen Xiaoxiao himself.
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