Chapter 178: Resentment

The shield seemed to be swallowed by the abyss of the night, with a thick layer of black fog wrapped around its surface, tightly wrapping it and making it completely merge into the boundless darkness.

In a flash, a dazzling red light cut through the night. It was the Nanming Lihuo, which swept over with the enthusiasm and arrogance of burning everything.

This flame contained a high temperature enough to melt the stars. The space it touched was wailing in distortion and trembling, as if even the nothingness itself could not bear this blazing heat.

"Boom..."

With a deafening roar, the Nanming Lihuo was like a mad dragon out of the sea, suddenly hitting the shield shrouded in black fog. The moment the two collided, a shocking energy storm broke out.

This force shook the mountains and rivers, causing the surface of the Twin Lakes to boil, and the huge waves were surging. The lake water was ruthlessly lifted up and rushed into the sky. Then, against the backdrop of the night sky, it turned into a drizzle, which added a bit of beauty and magnificence to the stage of the battle.

"clang..."

The phoenix raised its head, and its loud cry cut through the night sky and pointed directly to the horizon.

Under the deep night, the solid shield woven by the monster's tentacles quickly disappeared in the blazing flames of the Nanming Lihuo, as if it had never existed.

Even the monster's huge body was not spared, and many parts were burned black by the flames, and the tentacles were covered with shocking scars.

"roar..."

A shrill roar of pain echoed over the Twin Lakes area like thunder, shaking every inch of land.

Then, the tentacles behind the monster began to stir, intertwining like living things. At the same time, the black mist surrounding the monster seemed to respond to some kind of call, surging and gathering into a force that should not be underestimated.

In a moment, the black mist merged with the power of the tentacles, extending forward and condensing into an extremely sharp black long sword.

As soon as this long sword was formed, it exuded a heart-pounding chill and murderous aura...

The huge black long sword was like the deepest nightmare in the night sky, suddenly slashing down at the gorgeous phoenix.

The moment the tip of the sword cut through the air, the sound of explosions rose up, like thunder roaring in the ears, shaking every inch of space.

"Clang..."

The phoenix once again made a long and high-pitched cry, with unyielding and proud in its sound.

Then, a dazzling Nanming Lihuo appeared out of thin air, floating leisurely in front of it, as if it was the purest fire spirit between heaven and earth, silently telling the ancient and mysterious power.

Nanming Lihuo gently rolled under the will of the phoenix, like a dancing silk ribbon, gradually condensing and changing, and finally transformed into a radiant feather fan.

The feather fan rotated lightly, and every turn seemed to contain the mysteries of heaven and earth, emitting a heart-pounding high temperature.

At this moment, the feather fan swung out violently, with an indomitable momentum, directly facing the black and inky long sword.

In an instant, the surging flames came like a raging sea, covering the sky and the earth. Each flame was like an angry fire dragon, roaring and sweeping towards the long sword, vowing to completely devour this dark thing in the endless sea of ​​fire.

The flames raged like a raging tide. In just a moment, they devoured the long sword made of dark mist and twisted tentacles, turning it into a wisp of ash in the void.

Nanming Lihuo, the legendary divine fire, did not stop for a moment because of the initial victory. It seemed to have endless desire and continued its burning journey along the trajectory of black mist and tentacles.

This flame is extraordinary. Once it is ignited, it is like a thorn in the bone and difficult to eradicate.

But in a moment, the huge body of the monster was also entangled in the flames. Under the light of the fire, its struggle seemed so powerless. No matter what means it used, it could not extinguish the heat from the ancient myth.

Along with the aftermath of this devastating blow, the phoenix shadow in the night sky, which was originally proud of the heroes, seemed to have also borne a huge burden and began to gradually become blurred and illusory, as if it could dissipate in the endless night at any time.

Lin Tian witnessed this scene, and a soft blush quietly appeared on the canvas. The phoenix that was about to fly seemed to sense something, and suddenly turned around and plunged into the blank scroll next to it, disappearing without a trace.

At this moment, Lin Tian's face was slightly pale. The battle just now not only consumed his spiritual power, but also exhausted a lot of his mental energy.

And the monster, although it was licked by the flames, still stood tenaciously and was not completely swallowed by the raging flames.

Although his expression was hard to hide his fatigue, Lin Tian slowly pulled out an ancient book from an unknown corner.

This is a brand new "Spring and Autumn", the cover is faintly shiny, and like the previous picture albums and poetry books, they are all from Lin Qingzhi's hand, with an indescribable Taoism and artistic conception.

With the appearance of Spring and Autumn.

Lin Tian slowly opened the book.

"In the first year of the king's reign, in the third month, the Duke and Zhu Yifu made an alliance in Mie..."

Lin Tian's voice was deep and rhythmic. As he read, dazzling golden characters gradually emerged in the night sky, each of which contained an ancient and mysterious power.

As soon as these golden characters appeared, they rushed towards the rampaging monster as if being pulled by an invisible gravitational force.

"Bang bang bang..."

The monster was trying its best to resist the engulfment of the raging flames. However, under the continuous bombardment of the golden words, the originally tightly swirling black fog began to slowly dissipate, as if purified by some unspeakable power.

"Roar, roar, roar..."

The huge monster let out a series of shrill groans, each of which was like a cold wind piercing the heart, causing ripples of fear involuntarily in people's hearts.

With a series of thunderous large characters, as if carrying a thousand pounds of force, they suddenly smashed into the monster's hideous body.

These large characters are not just symbols of words, they are more like sharp blades. Every impact caused the black fog swirling around the monster to churn violently, and finally completely disintegrated.

The huge black shadow condensed by the black fog gradually lost its shape and became illusory under the baptism of the word light, and those tentacles that once waved wantonly also began their helpless retreat under the continuous bombardment.

The tentacles that originally surrounded the monster, like the hands of a demon in the dark night, were now slowly retreating to its core - Ma Weihao's heart.

However, their return was not smooth. Before they touched the body, they were torn apart by an invisible force, like withered branches, falling powerlessly into the dust.

"Boom..."

Accompanied by a deafening sound, more than a dozen powerful characters slammed into the hideous monster like a punishment from heaven. In an instant, the monster's body exploded and turned into countless small pieces of meat, scattered all over the ground. The scene was shocking.

Lin Fan and his group reacted quickly. They flashed to the front and steadily supported the shaky Lin Tian, ​​with concern beyond words.

"Brother Lin Tian, ​​are you okay!"

Lin Fan asked Lin Tian worriedly.

"It's okay, just a little weak." Lin Tian smiled and said to Lin Fan.

"That's good. Come, drink some elixir. You'll recover after drinking a little." Lin Fan was relieved after hearing this.

Just then.

"What on earth is this?"

Just as everyone was in a state of shock, the prince Si Qingchuan, who was standing quietly on the side, pointed at a strange existence in the scattered pieces of meat with a look of incredulity in his tone.

Everyone's eyes turned to the direction of his finger. There, in a piece of scattered meat, a strange bead lay quietly, shaped like an eye, which aroused people's imagination.

The outer layer of the bead was wrapped in a layer of soft white, like the first snow in winter, pure and flawless.

And in this white, a deep blood red was cleverly inlaid, just like the brightest star in the night sky, and like the pupil in the depths of the eyes, quietly telling an unknown story.

Lin Fan slowly stepped closer to the bead that exuded a strange aura, gently squatted down, and focused his eyes on it.

From a distance, the bead looked normal, but once you got close, an indescribable, uncomfortable aura quietly spread, like an undercurrent that chilled your heart.

"Xiao Fan, stay away. This is the core of the resentful seed."

Qingyue walked up slowly and persuaded Lin Fan.

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