After several spells were played, the spirit-transforming demon lamp, which was more than ten feet tall, shrunk to a size that could be held in the palm of a hand.
As if it had absorbed Luo Hong's magic power, the pink flame in the lamp danced happily, and then turned into a small pink monkey, grabbing its ears and cheeks very nimbly.
"The spirit flame has transformed! Brother Zhuo, this demon flame has actually given birth to spiritual wisdom!"
Ling Yuling's eyes widened, and she suddenly felt a sense of regret in her heart. This transformed spiritual flame was of no small importance. It could provide considerable assistance in refining alchemy and weaponry, or in fighting against enemies.
"Since this demonic flame has the effect of opening spirits, it must also have a very deep aura. It has been absorbing demonic energy here for tens of thousands of years. It is not surprising that it has such a good fortune.
However, fellow Daoist Ling, don’t be fooled by this fire monkey.
In ancient times, I don't know how many high-level monsters were crushed to death on the critical road, but there is no trace of resentment in the monster aura here. There must be something strange in it.
Haha, you monkey, do you think Zhuo is right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the little pink monkey changed his obedient expression, the flames all over his body rose, he showed his sharp teeth and roared, spitting out a fireball at Luo Hong's face.
Luo Hong was on guard for a long time, and immediately his face turned dark and he put up a lightless shield.
However, what was unexpected was that after this pink fireball, which was no more than the size of a chicken, landed on the matte shield, it spread out like kerosene. Not only did it stick to the matte shield and continue to burn, it also slowly devoured and absorbed the energy in the matte shield.
The spiritual energy makes one's own fire become stronger and stronger!
"It's true that a demon saint can build a holy place for safekeeping."
Luo Hong nodded slightly, and a black-red flame suddenly ignited on the matte shield, intertwined with the spreading pink flame, and not long after, the former engulfed the latter.
The little pink monkey was furious, with a look of resentment on his face and even made trouble.
Luo Hong breathed a sigh of relief, and wrapped around the lamp, it instantly turned into a black-red light shield, trapping the little pink monkey in it.
The monkey tried to forcefully break through the fire shield, but as soon as his fists touched the fire shield, he suddenly retracted as if he had encountered a branding iron, screaming in agony.
He knew that he was unable to escape, but his ferocious nature remained unchanged. A pair of monkey eyes stared at Luo Hong, obviously he would cause chaos and backlash whenever he got the chance.
"This demonic flame has absorbed countless demonic beasts that died tragically on this critical road. The resentment and evil spirit behind them after their death has transformed into spirits that have long been obscured and are now no different from evil spirits.
If Brother Zhuo hadn't been cautious, this ordinary monk would have been easily fooled by the sudden change in his spiritual flame."
Ling Yuling shook her head regretfully. It can be said that this transformed spirit flame has been contaminated by the evil spirit of resentment. Not only is it extremely difficult to refine, but its effectiveness is greatly reduced. Even in the battle, be careful of the backlash of this flame.
"This monkey is very ferocious. Zhuo has no intention of raising it, so he should make the best use of it.
Before that, Zhuo will first invite the three subordinates of Fellow Daoist Ling to come up."
After Luo Hong said this, he shot a magic spell at the lamp.
The next moment, a teleportation light array lit up not far away from the two of them. After the light dissipated, the three gentlemen in white were revealed.
After ensuring that the person was teleported up, Luo Hong took the demon lantern and jumped off the ninety-eighth floor.
Looking at the more than ten seventh-level dragons on the upper and lower floors, Luo Hong showed the same smile as when Fanghua Garden had a great harvest in the past.
"Many monks may have never seen so many dragons in their entire lives. Unfortunately, the number of places is limited. Otherwise, I would have built a Nine-Dragon Coffin.
Uh...it seems a little unlucky to pull a coffin, so I'd better pull a cart."
At the top of the road, as soon as the gentleman in white appeared, he quickly went to Ling Yuling to confess his crime.
"Is there a serious problem, young master? It's because my subordinates' protection was unfavorable. Please punish me, young master!"
"I'm fine. There's no need to punish me for this matter."
Ling Yuling couldn't help but be amused secretly as she looked at Luo Hong, who was stunned after biting the wooden dragon's head with a punch, and looking at its teeth.
"No, young master, my subordinates below heard you scream terribly. Are you really okay?"
The bald man among the three asked with concern.
"Ahem! You heard me wrong. I'm fine! You all go meditate to recover your mana. There might be a fierce battle after you get out!"
Ling Yuling's face turned red and she quickly waved the three of them away.
Because she had plenty of time, Luo Hong selected these dragons very carefully.
Although the lack of cooperation of these dragons affected the efficiency a little, as long as they were punched, they would be honest.
In the end, Luo Hong selected five dragons belonging to the five elements, activated the restrictions on the demon lamp, forcibly separated five groups of demon flames from the pink monkeys, and forcibly opened their spirits.
As soon as the demonic flames submerged into the skulls of the five dragons, they fell into a deep sleep. Everything was exactly as Ling Yuling said.
Luo Hong timely deployed the forbidden magic on them, so that these five dragons could not disobey his orders.
Due to the separation of a large amount of demonic flames, the pink monkey could not maintain its own shape and turned into flames again, but now it is only the size of a thumb.
This demonic flame was severely damaged and could not make any trouble, but just in case, Luo Hong still put it into an empty storage bag.
After doing this, Luo Hong turned his attention to the failed dragons, and seemed to see mountains of spiritual stones.
A nuclear explosion almost wiped out all of Luo Hong's savings, but with the contribution of these dragons, he would not have to worry about spiritual stones for a long time.
The seventh-level dragon material is a more powerful hard currency than spirit stones.
After working hard for a few days, Luo Hong also returned to the top of Qianjun Road.
According to Ling Yuling's speculation, there were still a few days before the end of the thunder tribulation, so Luo Hong also took the elixir, sat down cross-legged to recover his mana, and quietly waited for the opportunity to leave this place.
...
Outside the gate of the Holy Land, Wen Tianren's figure suddenly appeared. Although he looked like he was furious and had his teeth shattered in his mouth, he did not dare to act recklessly under the clouds of calamity that had reached the late stage of the Thunder Tribulation.
He had no choice but to flee towards the Calamity Cloud with a livid face.
After he flew out of the range of the calamity cloud, he turned around coldly, gritted his teeth and said to the main gate of the Holy Land:
"Zhuo Bufan, don't be too proud yet, we don't know who will win yet!"
After saying these cruel words, Wen Tianren dived into the bottom of the sea, held up the spirit shield to create a waterless space, then took out a gold-based talisman with a look of regret on his face, and spoke silently to it with his lips moving in unison.
After a moment, Wen Tianren, who finished casting the spell, threw it over his head.
I saw that as soon as the golden talisman left my hand, it turned into a golden thread and disappeared to the horizon in an instant.
After playing this talisman, Wen Tianren took several pills in succession and sat cross-legged on the seabed to refine them silently. A sharp corner slowly emerged between his eyebrows.
Ten days passed like this, and the thunder tribulation had reached its final stage. The clouds of tribulation gradually shrank, and the distance between thunder tribulations became wider and wider.
As the calamity cloud weakens, the demonic cloud gradually approaches.
The Golden Dragon King leads the dragon clan of Chaotic Star Sea and is back!