The fire of nothingness in the spiritual world emerges from the depths of the eyebrows. The flame crosses the layers of boundaries from the illusion and appears in the real world.
He Zhao: "It's on fire!"
This does not refer to the atmosphere, but that he is really burning.
Gray flames wrapped around the body, and the skin, flesh, bones, and blood were like gasoline, making the fireworks even more dazzling.
In the entire dilapidated town, there was only a dark ghost figure entrenched in the center, staring blankly at the human-shaped torch.
The flames burned his body, and the pain was worse than the pain of the pig woman.
The torture was repeated again, and the cruel man wanted to cry but had no tears.
These deceitful past lives of mine!!
"It doesn't matter, love as you please."
It was a waste of 11 simulation coins, but he was not at a loss either. The anger-burning method was automatically activated, and his spiritual power was increasing at an even faster rate than when he first entered [Qinghe Town·Conquering Demons].
"Good guy, it's just two sufferings. The total amount of spiritual power generated is probably more powerful than nearly a hundred deaths in the past." The broken jar fell down, He Zhao's face was distorted, and his voice was trembling and hoarse, teasing himself.
"Plop!"
I don't know how long it took, but in short, after his spiritual power was twice what it was before the fire of nothingness burned, his "torture" finally ended and he fell to the ground.
"Huhuhu..."
He Zhao lay on the cold and hard ground, looking up at the dark spiritual sky, breathing heavily, and the dripping sweat actually formed a small puddle under his feet.
Strangely enough, the flame of nothingness did not burn the land, let alone evaporate the sweat, as if it had no effect on reality.
"But why did I shrink?"
That's right, he suddenly shrunk from the previous 2.5-meter Big Mac to about 1.75-meter.
"Incineration method, I always feel like something is wrong."
After thinking for a long time, He Zhao, who had no clue, got up and prepared to return to the inn.
Master Cheap and the others are probably looking for the missing me and Ah Er, and there is a high probability that they are not in his room. Even if they fail, they can start over.
"Plop!"
The soles of his feet stepped on the cold wooden board. He Zhao picked up the bundle from the bed without caring, picked out suitable clothes and put them on.
"Squeak!"
There were hurried footsteps outside the room, and then the old man and Ada pushed the door open and entered.
"Zhao'er!"
This title was so sincere that people who didn't know the inside story might really think that the two of them had a deep love for each other.
Unfortunately, after the old man escaped alone, He Zhao labeled his senses as being exploitable.
"Ah Er..."
Before the two of them could finish asking, He Zhao picked up the baggage, grabbed their wrists, and said anxiously.
"Run!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he squeezed out from between the two of them without looking back, and ran out of the inn.
This move is called a head start. As for reaching Hetu Road?
Next, let’s get over this hurdle first.
The old man staying in the room, Ada: "..."
In a moment, the two of them suddenly realized. The person named He must have experienced something terrible, otherwise he would not run like a rabbit. No, when the rabbit comes, he has to wipe his tears and call grandpa.
"Let's catch up quickly!"
Master Cheap said nothing and hurriedly followed He Zhao's back. Only Ah Da was stunned.
Immediately, the other party reacted. He didn't care about his brother's whereabouts, and the foreigners were so scared. You could even think about it with your toes, and you could understand that a great terror was coming.
So, under the pitch-black night sky, the three people formed a straight line and rushed towards Wancheng.
After about five hours, He Zhao ran wildly and successfully arrived at the newly opened city gate before dawn.
"Huhuhu..."
Zhu Po's physical strength was really terrifying. He set out from Qinghe Town without any rest and ran with all his strength. When he arrived at his destination, he was just sweating.
It was really a wise decision not to use the food demon's hard work.
"I don't know how much the strength, burst, and defense have increased. I will study it carefully after I pass this level."
According to his memory and the experience of the last time he returned to Hetu Road to mix gold powder and jade daggers, he came to a huge courtyard ten minutes later.
Two lifelike stone lions carved from bluestone are majestic and majestic on both sides of the vermilion gate.
He Zhao stepped forward and knocked on the animal ring.
"Come on!"
The door was opened from the inside, and an old servant was shocked when he saw He Zhao.
"Sir, why did you come back so quickly? Could it be that your master and apprentice have already solved the matter in Qinghe Town?" This person is the person in Hetu Road who is responsible for communicating with Daxuanqi Mansion. He is said to be an old servant in the courtyard.
, to hide your identity.
"Hey! Why didn't you see Mr. Huang? Has this old man gone to Goulan to listen to music again?"
He Zhao did not explain his doubts, but pretended to be frightened and ran towards the courtyard at a loss.
"hiss......"
Seeing He Zhao like this, the old servant took a deep breath. How much stimulation must he have received to become so crazy.
That's right, the person named He was trying to act stupid, looking like he was extremely frightened and didn't want to remember the horror.
When the time comes, no matter who comes to ask, he will directly transform into a "madman" after pretending to recall.
Suddenly, the matter will be settled.
"Hey, it's stable now."
At noon, the secret blood warrior Ah Da appeared in front of the Hetu Road panting while supporting Master Xianyang.
Old servant: "..."
Look at the two of you looking so weak, what on earth did you go through in Qinghe Town?
"曌...曌...曌..."
"Your apprentice is back, but he's just a little crazy. When we mentioned Qinghe Town, he ran around like a madman. He was either hiding under the bed or hiding in the swill in the kitchen."
The old servant said with lingering fear when he mentioned He Zhao.
When the two heard this, they each looked like they were surviving the disaster.
As for Ah Er?
It must be cold.
Didn't you see that He Zhao was scared crazy?
"Old stranger, I have to go back and report this to the owner of the museum immediately."
Saying goodbye, Ada left Hetu Road.
"I'm talking about Mr. Huang, what on earth did the four of you go through in Qinghe? How could you frighten your children like that?" The old servant stepped forward and asked with a probing look on his face.
When the cheap master heard this, he looked bitter.
If I knew, how could I possibly overdraw my spiritual power and support the two of them in escaping at a high speed?
Alas, there is no time for three months, and the cultivation will not come back.
The trip to Qinghe was a disaster!
A few days later, Master Jianyi accompanied the Taoist master who had just left seclusion to check He Zhao's physical condition.
I saw Taoist Master Hetu, with a bright white light of spiritual power flashing from time to time on his body, as full of spirituality as the bright moon.
"Tao Master..."
"Go out and talk."
He Zhao, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes through a slit after the two left the room and the door closed.
'I hope you can pass the test smoothly and let me add more points.'
Outside the door, the two were walking and talking.
"Master Taoist, I really don't know what he went through. At noon, he and the secret blood warrior from Hengshan Boxing Gym disappeared, and Zhao'er didn't show up in the inn until evening. Then he left a message to run, he
He ran for his life like crazy."
Huang Lao'er explained with a bitter look on his face that he was afraid that the Taoist master would think that he had concealed key information and casually wiped him out.
"It doesn't matter, I smelled a familiar scent. The pair of things must have woken up and brought him in... He didn't go completely crazy, which shows that his mind is still strong."
He didn't say much else. Taoist Master Hetu just looked at the scorching sun at noon and continued to mutter to himself.
"Flying Scenery, fifteen years have passed by so quickly, I can't wait any longer."
He Zhao in the room suddenly shuddered.
He noticed that the strong death energy was condensing around him, and a terrible disaster was brewing.