There was a pungent burnt smell in the air, which was the trace left after the vegetation was burned. And all this happened in the blink of an eye, leaving no one with time to react.

Seeing this scene, a trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the two Rakshasa demons. They turned around without hesitation and ran backwards quickly until they were far away from the dangerous area.

They are well aware of the horror of this cold fire of the underworld, and that cold flame contains the power to destroy everything.

At this moment, if they don't escape, once they are affected, the consequences will be disastrous. Their silhouettes shuttle quickly through the woods, as if they are racing against time, and every breath is full of tension and fear.

The masked young man stared at Ling Xiao coldly, with an indifferent smile on his lips, revealing a hint of teasing and confidence.

"This fire is called Netherworld Cold Fire. I was lucky enough to get and control it. It ranks third on the divine fire list and is extremely powerful. You can try its power."

His voice was calm and indifferent, as if he was telling something insignificant.

As he finished speaking, he waved his arm gently, and the cold fire of the underworld seemed to be given life. It instantly transformed into the shape of a huge skeleton, carrying the aura of death, roaring towards Ling Xiao.

Wherever the flames passed, the space seemed to be frozen by invisible force, even the air stopped flowing, and everything was shrouded in a layer of icy silence.

"It's over!" Hua Shan's face instantly turned pale, and his eyes were full of fear and despair. Although he had never seen Netherworld Cold Fire with his own eyes, he was already familiar with the legend of this alien object in the world.

It was an existence that was enough to make the strong tremble, and its power was so powerful that Ling Xiao could not resist it.

He stared at Ling Xiao closely, praying silently in his heart, hoping that a miracle would happen. However, facing this terrifying flame, Ling Xiao's figure looked so small and helpless, as if he would be swallowed up at any time.

However, facing the blazing power of the Netherworld Cold Fire, Ling Xiao was just stunned for a moment, and then a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The bloodthirsty knife and the God-killing Sword in his hand seemed to sense the master's thoughts, and instantly turned into two streams of light, which were taken back into his body.

Immediately afterwards, a deeper and more evil aura surged out of his body, and he slowly took out a long sword that was completely black and exuded a strong demonic aura - the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword.

As soon as the sword came out, the surrounding air seemed to be eroded by its evil aura, becoming heavy and oppressive. On the sword body, magic lines flowed, squirming like a living creature, releasing heart-stopping fluctuations.

The tip of the sword trembled slightly, as if it would burst out with devastating power at any moment.

The moment the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword appeared in front of everyone, the Netherworld Cold Fire, which was originally charging fiercely, stopped, as if feeling the deep threat from this sword, it did not dare to move forward even half an inch.

The flames stagnated in the air, forming a subtle confrontation with the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword.

When the masked young man saw this, a trace of disbelief and horror flashed in his eyes.

He stared at Ling Xiao, and made a difficult and hoarse voice in his throat: "What is that!" His voice was full of shock and confusion, as if at this moment, all his confidence and pride were destroyed by this demon.

Defeated by the sword.

Ling Xiao smiled faintly, with a bit of ridicule and disdain in his eyes.

"Haven't you always wanted to rob me of the treasures on my body? This is the Black Sky Sword of the Demon Lord that you have dreamed of." His tone was calm and firm, as if he was showing a rare treasure to the masked young man, and as if he was silently speaking.

Declaring one's own strength and determination.

"Demon Lord Black Sky Sword! That's it!" A trace of enthusiasm and excitement flashed in the masked young man's eyes. Although he had heard that Ling Xiao had a treasure on his body before, he always had some doubts and disbelief in his heart.

However, at this moment, when he witnessed with his own eyes the overwhelming demonic energy and supreme pressure emitted by the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, all his doubts disappeared.

The power of this magic sword far exceeded his imagination. Even the ghost flag in his hand was eclipsed by this magic sword.

He secretly thought in his heart that if he could combine the Demon King's Black Sky Sword with the Cold Fire of the Netherworld, the power would reach an unprecedented level of terror. Once such an idea arose, it would be like a wildfire that would start a prairie fire and could no longer be contained.

Thinking of this, the masked young man suddenly struck the ground with his palm. His palm seemed to contain infinite power, resonating violently with the earth.

With a deafening roar, countless black flames burst out from the depths of the ground like awakened demons. They intertwined and rotated in the air, and finally condensed into black tornadoes, roaring with destructive power.

Kill towards Ling Xiao.

Those flame tornadoes were raging in the air, and wherever they passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, leaving behind a series of dark cracks.

A ferocious smile appeared on the masked young man's face. He didn't believe that Ling Xiao could still block these overwhelming and ubiquitous attacks one by one.

In his eyes, Ling Xiao was already a dead man, and the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword was about to become his possession.

"Feng!" A sneer appeared at the corner of Ling Xiao's lips. His voice was low and powerful, as if it carried unquestionable majesty. He raised his hand and pressed it gently, and an indescribable force surged out from his palm and directed towards the person below.

The earth spreads away.

Immediately afterwards, a huge thick-earth dragon soul burst out of the sky, exuding an earthy yellow light, like the God of the Earth descending, and fell into the cracked ground.

Under the influx of thick earth dragon souls, those cracks seemed to be pulled by invisible forces and began to heal slowly. It was as if time was turned back and everything was back to where it started. The ground became flat and solid again, and the cold fire of the netherworld wanted to

The attempt to emerge from the ground was completely contained.

"Freeze!" Ling Xiao's voice sounded again. This time, his tone was a little more decisive and cold.

As the words fell, a sunflower water dragon soul also flew out. It was crystal clear and exuded a faint blue light, just like the arrival of the ice god.

The Kuishui Dragon Soul circled in the air, and then swooped down, freezing the ground that had just been sealed by the thick earth Dragon Soul again.

This time the freezing was more complete than any previous one. The ground seemed to be covered by a thick layer of ice, becoming extremely hard without leaving even a single gap. Netherworld Cold Fire was trapped underground.

No further action can be taken.

When the masked young man saw this, a trace of surprise and reluctance flashed in his eyes. He was just stunned for a moment, and then he reacted. His body suddenly accelerated, like a black lightning, and he jumped towards Ling Xiao.
Chapter completed!