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Chapter 114 The real fire of the yin

"Vulnerable!" Yang Wuyue said calmly.

Bingfeng rolled his eyes: "A single flame can match the ordinary Nascent Soul. You burst out five directly, and there are also extremely hot and cold forces that collide and explode. It is strange that a monk of the same level can block it."

"But I'm curious about how you control the power of destruction."

Yang Wuyue smiled: "This is the secret of magical power. Besides, the destructive power of this fire lotus is far worse than my three disasters and nine disasters."

This Destruction Fire Lotus is naturally a reference to Xiao Yan's all-conquering Alien Fire Lotus. How these flames compare to the Alien Fire has not yet been determined. After all, I have never seen the Alien Fire in that world, but the explosive power is indeed terrifying. Basically,

Two fire lotuses sweep across the same level, and five fire lotuses can kill instantly.

"The space here is indeed very thin, but is it really the Kunwu Mountain you are talking about?"

"The main reason is that there is a teleportation array here!" Yang Wuyue waved the folding fan in his hand, and the overbearing energy shattered the original array. Not far from the stone pillars, a large area of ​​the ground cracked, and dazzling rays of light dispersed.

A larger magic circle slowly emerged, with nearly a hundred spiritual stones inlaid on it, many of which were high-level spiritual stones. Together with those magic circles that had not been destroyed, it finally turned into a giant teleportation array.

The light in front of their eyes dissipated, and they seemed to have arrived in front of a huge mountain.

The white curtain of light descended from high in the sky, boundless, as if it covered the entire huge mountain.

Big, big, extremely big. This is the most majestic mountain Yang Wuyue has ever seen. There is no other mountain. Even Yuhuaxian Mountain cannot compare with it. It is too terrifying and huge.

Bingfeng exclaimed: "The restrictions here are very terrifying. I'm afraid even the monks in the transformation stage can't break them with brute force."

"Yes!" Yang Wuyue nodded. Even though he boasted of his extraordinary powers and powerful magic, he could not shake such a behemoth. What surprised him even more was that he activated the teleportation array, and three more spiritual lights had already fallen into it.

In the mountains, the spiritual energy surging outside can be seen thousands of miles away.

"The celestial seal has been lifted, and the formation outside has erupted. I'm afraid that strong men from all over the Jin Dynasty are coming, so we have to speed up."

Yang Wuyue wanted to come in quietly, take things and leave, but unexpectedly, these formations can affect the whole body. There are four guys here who are the guardians of the formations. Once one part is activated, the other three will be affected.

Everyone will be teleported inside to protect the magic circle.

Silver-winged Yaksha has been killed, and there are still three left.

The two of them were speeding all the way, using their escape skills to rush into the fog, and followed the road up the mountain. They didn't see a single barrier or a living thing along the way.

Until a stone tablet appeared in the white mist.

Surprisingly, there are only two ancient characters on the stone tablet, two huge gold characters written by dragons and phoenixes.

"Kunwu!"

"Stab it!" The sword energy slashed down, revealing a small stone tablet that was several times smaller, and its entire body was crystal clear.

"Celestial Crystal?" Bingfeng held his breath slightly. This was a good thing, even rarer than the Ten Thousand Years Xuan Jade. Yang Wuyue waved his hand and put it away, and quickly moved forward.

Further ahead, there was a large formation of forbidden air, and they could no longer fly. Everywhere was blocked by illusions, and they were attracted. Yang Wuyue unceremoniously penetrated time and space, activated his sword energy, and destroyed everything.

Soon we came to a square, all paved with crystal white fine jade, surrounded by huge white jade pillars ten feet high. And on each jade pillar, there were some rare carvings.

There are things like spiritual beasts and immortal birds, and there are also words such as "Jinshi Pavilion", "Xiangyun Palace", "Qi Ling Yuan", etc., which are clearly signposts.

"How rich!" Yang Wuyue marveled. After searching for a while, he saw the words "Zhu Ling Hall": "This way!"

After passing the archway with the words Zhuling Hall written on it, a large light curtain appeared in front of me, completely covering the Zhuling Hall. This type of restriction is the most troublesome. If it cannot be completely destroyed, these light curtains will basically be restored.

Yang Wuyue thought for a while, and a terrifying destructive power suddenly erupted from his palm.

"The end of the world, broken!"

The violent disaster energy turned into a black cloud and shattered the light curtain.

There are arrays of fiery red clouds in the hall, and more than a dozen fire pillars stand upright around the hall, with red dragon statues coiled above them, lifelike. This is like a formation, and the core of the formation is the small house in the middle.

Big and small cauldrons.

Yang Wuyue looked at the runes and formations on the pillars for a while, and quickly deduced the magic formula. As the spiritual seals were laid down one after another, the red dragons on the pillars seemed to come alive, spitting out one by one.

Powerful fiery red clouds, the lid of the huge tripod slowly lifted up.

A stream of fiery red light took the opportunity to rush out and fled outward.

Yang Wuyue had been prepared for a long time. He waved his hand and the real sun fire flew out, turning into a fire net and trapping it in it. The red flame kept changing into various forms in an attempt to break free, just like a living creature, full of spirituality.

However, the bursts of chill were completely suppressed by the terrifying aura of the true sun fire.

"Taiyin True Fire!" This is what Yang Wuyue is looking for, but first a blood-red thread flies down from the cauldron. This is Fire Spirit Thread, which is unusually difficult to refine.

"I want to eat this!" Tiantian said.

"What?" Yang Wuyue said suspiciously, "Do you want to eat Taiyin True Fire?"

"No, it's the red thread!" Tiantian said, "If you don't use it, just give it to me!"

"Okay!" This silk thread is mainly sharp and tough, and can't even destroy spiritual treasures. However, Yang Wuyue has no use for it. He can condense swords into silk, which is no worse than this, so he gave this thing to his great hero.

day by day.

"To protect me, I will refine this Taiyin True Fire!"

Bingfeng bowed slightly and came to the entrance of the main hall to protect the Dharma.

Only then did Yang Wuyue slowly take the crimson lunar fire into his body. The emergence of lunar and sun were perfectly intertwined. Without him having to make any move, they directly transformed into a powerful yin-yang fish and dispersed into it.

His natal talisman is among the black and white chess pieces on the exquisite chessboard.

"Wow!" The intertwining rules of yin and yang made many things that he couldn't understand suddenly become clear to him.

It's a pity that the cultivation level has not increased much, and the level of this Taiyin True Fire is not high, and it is still far behind the level of the Sun's True Fire that can be directly transformed into a flame spirit.

But it also allowed him to reach the peak level of the early Nascent Soul. However, his practice in the past few days has obviously delayed the treasure hunt, and many people have already flocked here.

The Zhuling Hall was the first to emit a powerful and destructive aura. Apparently, people knew that someone was hunting for treasures here.

Therefore, Bingfeng is already fighting with others.

It was a thin old man, eerie and eerie, with five white auras around him, and five bones and skulls looming around him, but he could actually change between reality and reality.

"This is? Five Sons of the Same Heart Demon?"

"Fuck the old devil?"

The old demon was also a great monk in the late Yuanying stage, and Bingfeng did not take advantage. These five five demons with the same heart were all in the early stage of Yuanying.

However, relying on the powerful spatial magical powers and spiritual treasures, Bingfeng did not suffer any loss.


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