The Killing Fields of Hell were empty, like the legendary Senluo Purgatory. The silence was terrifying, and the rich smell of blood was like a thick cloud. Even after Tang San and Hu Liena left for a long time, it still lingered.
Above the Hell Killing Fields, the Slaughter King, carrying huge bat blood wings, had a gloomy face. He looked at the gradually disappearing bloody vortex, fluttered his wings and left this bloody place like a dark purgatory.
Soon, the Slaughter King, who returned to the Slaughter Castle, called directly to the Slaughter Messenger Shirley, who had already returned to the castle, and began to vent his dissatisfaction wantonly.
I don't know how long it took, but when the King of Slaughter estimated that the Blue Hao Hammer King and the Hell Messenger would have died on the Hell Road even if they had not walked out of the Hell Road, he let go of the dying Slaughter Messenger who was almost ordered by him.
Turned around and left the Killing Castle.
When the Hell Road was opened previously, as the blood-red nine-headed bat king who had lived in the Hell Road for thousands of years, the King of Slaughter was keenly aware that the ferocious aura permeating the Hell Road seemed to have weakened.
Although it didn't seem like much, only 20 to 30% less, the King of Slaughter still noticed it, so he waited until Tang San and Hu Liena had either left or died on the Hell Road before preparing to go to the Hell Road to check.
What happened inside.
However, the King of Slaughter, who was afraid of being targeted by the rules of Hell Road, finally noticed nothing after patrolling Hell Road, so he could only leave in anger and continue to be his underground king.
Outside Hell Road, in a deep cave, Ma Hongjun, who avoided Hu Liena and left the killing city, did not rush to leave the cave, but instead started practicing in this unknown deep cave.
Soon, about half an hour passed. Without the influence of the Yin-Yang Chaos Bird True Bone, Ma Hongjun, who was just one step away from level 70, improved his soul power as if it were a matter of course. He didn't even need to absorb too much of the permeation between heaven and earth.
With his spiritual power and vitality, just by carrying the soul power normally and running Tai Chi, his soul power was officially raised to level seventy.
Ma Hongjun habitually touched his hand to his waist, and then remembered the scene before Hu Liena broke away from the Phoenix God Chain and left. His Fire Phoenix Jade Pendant had been taken away as a souvenir by that guy.
"This Hu Liena, forget it, forget it, I have ruined her innocence anyway, just take it. It's not anything particularly valuable anyway, just think of it as a little compensation for her."
Thinking about what happened in the inheritance light curtain of the Killing God Realm, Ma Hongjun couldn't help but feel sad. He shook his head helplessly, and no longer pursued the Fire Phoenix Jade Pendant that was taken away by Hu Liena. He lightly tapped the Flame Ring on his hand.
He took out the large god-given soul ring given to him by the God of Fire and looked at it carefully.
"Although the soul power I need to upgrade each level of soul power is several times that of an ordinary soul master of the same level, do I use such a large god-given soul ring? Or do you, God of Fire, have any special intentions?
That’s why you gave me this large god-given soul ring?”
Ma Hongjun was puzzled. He went through the conversation between Vulcan and him carefully in his mind, and then he vaguely realized Vulcan's special intention.
"The power of Rakshasa belongs to the most evil power. Even if it is contaminated even a little bit, it will take a huge amount of spiritual energy to expel it. So, there is actually a remnant of Rakshasa power in my body?"
Ma Hongjun recalled the scene after the God of Fire wiped out the remaining consciousness in the true bones of the Yin-Yang Chaos Bird for him and suppressed the Rakshasa power in the magic sword. The flame shadow that had gradually solidified returned to the time when the God of Fire had just arrived.
The illusory state seems very relaxed, but in fact it consumes a lot of money, otherwise it would not be like that.
Ma Hongjun's contemplative face suddenly darkened, and he said in his heart, "If the power of Rakshasa has not been expelled, why doesn't the God of Fire tell me clearly? Is it because he didn't find it? Or can't tell him for some reason?"
"Forget it, you'll know after you try it!"
Ma Hongjun was certain in his heart, closed his eyes and meditated on the two special techniques taught to him by the God of Fire.
Of course, judging from the content of the two special chapters, although they are two chapters, they can actually be regarded as one.
After all, when Ma Hongjun briefly read the content, he had already discovered that the content of the first paragraph of the method was actually a supplement to the second paragraph, which covered a wide range of basic casting methods. It was only the first method that involved the method of stripping runes that was considered
Vulcan passed it to him first.
It was pitch dark inside the cave, as if time had stopped flowing here. I don’t know how long it had passed. It seemed very fast, but also very slow.
Ma Hongjun felt that more than half an hour had passed. He felt that he had mastered the fire control technique in the basic casting method. With a thought, the fire control technique started to operate, controlling the objects in the inheritance mark space.
The divine fireball floated out from the flame mark between the eyebrows.
"It seems to be somewhat similar to the soul power condensation I created myself."
Ma Hongjun's mind was blessed, and his mental power was operating according to the fire control technique, pulling the divine fireball with a diameter as large as a basketball into objects of various shapes, first into irregular polygons, like a child's random graffiti.
Then as time passed slowly, with the temperature of the divine fireball rising and falling, and the fire flickering on and off, Ma Hongjun became more and more skillful in using the fire control technique. The divine fireball gradually transformed into a fireball under the control of his spiritual consciousness.
All kinds of stylish objects.
Such as fire bricks, fire sticks, fire knives, rockets, fire swords, braziers, fire cups, etc. It was not until the god of fire turned into a horse, a lotus, a pig, a dog, a big rooster, etc. that Ma Hongjun stopped completely.
Playful thoughts.
"As expected, it is a basic method. Take this fire control technique as an example. Although it is a method specifically used to control this ball of divine fire, it actually has many similarities with the soul power condensate I created. I will stop here for the time being.
Bar."
Ma Hongjun said in his heart, and with a thought, the divine fireball suspended in front of him collapsed and turned into a thin stream of fiery red smoke.
Under the control, it permeates the whole body, internal organs, limbs and bones.
The fiery red light flickered, and a thin layer of divine fire formed by the original power of the God of Fire covered Ma Hongjun's body, like a layer of faint haze covering him, dispelling the darkness and coldness in the cave.
Ma Hongjun remained silent. As the temperature in the cave gradually increased, wisps of purple-black Rakshasa divine power were like wisps of blue smoke. Under the burning of the divine fire transformed from the original divine power of the God of Fire, they began to move from the pores around his body towards
The outside world spreads.
"Hiss! There really is!"
Ma Hongjun took a breath of the warm air in the hazy red cave, and he probably understood why the God of Fire gave him such a large god-given soul ring.
"It turns out that the Rakshasa power in my body has not been completely expelled. Your Majesty, the God of Fire, has discovered it a long time ago. It was only because of some reasons that were inconvenient to explain clearly that you specifically hinted at the characteristics of my Rakshasa power and at the same time taught me the control of fire.
Divine fireball, and gave me a large god-given soul ring to expel the Rakshasa divine power from my body."
Ma Hongjun didn't know if activating the Phoenix Nirvana could expel the Rakshasa power from his body, but within the inheritance light curtain of the Killing God Realm, when he guided the Rakshasa power to flow into the space within the martial soul, the then Fire God You could no longer control it.
Take out the Hunyuan Immortal Grass inside, as well as the power of ice and fire brought out from the Ice and Fire Eyes, as well as some Ten Thousand Years Fire Chalcedony given to him by the Chongming Bird.
Later, as the Demonic Sword and the Martial Soul separated, the space within it was also transferred to the Demonic Sword by the God of Fire because of the sealed Rakshasa divine power. There was only a little residual space imprint left in the Ultimate Yin-Yang Fire Phoenix of the Martial Soul.
.
Now that the Rakshasa power in the magic sword has been sealed by the God of Fire, Ma Hongjun has no ability to open it. He can only refine and purify the Rakshasa power inside it bit by bit through the seal gap left by the God of Fire.
And the power of Rakshasa is the most evil power. Ma Hongjun did not dare to mess with it too much at this time, and he did not know whether the Hunyuan celestial grass, the power of ice and fire and the ten thousand year fire chalcedony that were also sealed in the magic sword had been absorbed.
Assimilation of divine power.
However, even if it has not been assimilated, apart from completely purifying and refining the Rakshasa divine power within it, he has no ability to take it out again.
"It's a pity that the Fire God left too fast. I wanted her to help me see if my Hunyuan Xiancao was still there, so she left."
Ma Hongjun shook his head, put down the Hunyuan Xiancao, and started the plan of another Phoenix Nirvana transformation. He honestly controlled the divine fireball, continued to purify the Rakshasa divine power in his body, and at the same time began to simply temper with the Vulcan divine power.
Body.
Although there is a special quenching technique in the basic weapon casting method, which talks about using divine fire or special flames to quench artifacts, Ma Hongjun is a human being, so naturally he cannot copy it directly.
Therefore, he could only imitate the principle of tempering artifacts using the quenching technique, and use the power of the God of Fire to simply temper his body.
Of course, given time, if Ma Hongjun can integrate all the contents in the basic weapon refining method, he may really be able to forge himself as an artifact.
There is also the body-refining method he created by imitating the Nirvana principle of Wuhun and the exercise principle of Xuanyu Shou. Perhaps it can be completely perfected based on the integration and mastery, and even introduce new ones.
Soon, less than half a day passed. As the slowly beating firelight in the deep cave gradually disappeared, the light in the cave returned to darkness. Ma Hongjun, who had suffered severe mental loss, stopped the body tempering and
Purify.
"call!"
Ma Hongjun was sweating profusely. He used the fire control technique to control the slightly depleted divine fireball and sent it back to the mark space between his eyebrows. He breathed in the warm air in the cave with a pale face and looked exhausted.
"Even with the fire control technique that you, the God of Fire, passed down to me, my level is still too low. Less than half a day has passed and I am so exhausted that I can no longer hold on."
Ma Hongjun sighed secretly, and subconsciously touched his hand to his waist, ready to take out his spirit wine gourd and take a sip, but found it empty again.
"Forget it, if you don't have it, then you won't have it!"
The corner of Ma Hongjun's mouth twitched, and he suppressed the helplessness in his heart and silently adjusted his breathing.
However, he made up his mind that when he returns to Shrek Academy again, he must ask Teacher Shao Xin to make another batch of super lollipops for him.
In this Douluo world where there are food-type soul masters, the food transformed by the soul skills of the food-type soul masters, especially the food transformed by the seventh soul skill Martial Soul Avatar, is the real panacea.
Soon, more than half a day passed by, and Ma Hongjun, who was full of energy again, once again devoted himself to the work of tempering the body and purifying the remaining Rakshasa power in the body.
After repeating this cycle, Ma Hongjun felt mentally exhausted, so he stopped to exercise and regulate his breathing. When his energy recovered, he again controlled the divine fireball to temper the body and purify the body's Rakshasa divine power.
As the sun rises and the moon sets outside, Ma Hongjun is like an ascetic monk living in seclusion in the mountains, with a posture of not giving up until the hidden dangers in his body are completely resolved.
This goes on and on until more than half a month has passed. In the dark and deep, dry and warm cave, when the divine fireball has shrunk by about one-third, it is as big as a volleyball. Ma Hongjun can no longer bake it out of his body.
Only when he felt a trace of Rakshasa divine power did he stop this journey of purification and body tempering.
"I have a bright pearl, which has been locked up by the dust for a long time. Today, the dust is gone and the light is born, shining through thousands of mountains and rivers."
The corner of Ma Hongjun's mouth rose. As the Rakshasa power in his body was exhausted, light emerged in his heart, as if the dust on a dusty pearl had finally been wiped away. In vain, he felt a sense of joy in breaking free from the cage and enjoying freedom.
As the saying goes, misfortune lies where blessings lie, and misfortune lies behind. Although it took him more than half a month to purify the remaining Rakshasa power in his body, the half-month of tempering the body with divine fire also improved his physique.
A huge improvement.
For example, although the second and fifth soul rings are still more than 200,000 years old, as long as they are refined with sufficient energy, they can be quickly upgraded to 250,000 years.
Another example is the several soul bones in the body that have been completely transformed into runes and imprinted on the bones. Although the improvement over one hundred thousand years and above is not obvious, those under one hundred thousand years have also improved greatly, with a total of twenty thousand years.
about.
The left leg soul bone is a little special, and the upper limit of the year is also stuck at ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years, which is nearly one hundred thousand years.
"Let's go see Chongming first. It has been waiting for me for such a long time, right?"
Ma Hongjun stood up, shook away the dust on his body, which was the clothes that had been burnt to ashes by the divine fire, took out a set of black and red clothes, put on them, and flashed towards the outside of the cave.
Soon, two or three days passed, and Ma Hongjun found no trace of the Chongming bird except for the colorful bird feathers scattered in a valley full of gravel and broken trees.
Of course, he didn't find Tang San's family either.
"No way? It's okay for them to leave as a family of three. Chongming can't leave me alone, can he?"
Looking at the messy valley destroyed by Tang Hao and Chongming Bird, Ma Hongjun suddenly felt like a mess in the wind.
Standing on a mountain peak somewhere in the valley, the cool wind blew Ma Hongjun's long black hair flying wildly, and his clothes were fluttering.
"Without Chongming, how long will it take for me to fly back?"
Ma Hongjun looked at the northeast, east and southeast directions of the mainland, which corresponded to the extreme north, Tiandou Imperial Capital and Qingyang Province respectively. In these three directions, there were reasons why he had to go.
In addition, there are reasons for him to want to go to the south of the mainland, but it is not mandatory to go.
"Chongming, I really miss the days when you are by my side, really, but why did you leave me and go with them?"
Ma Hongjun's eyes were full of longing for the days when Chongming Bird was by his side. In addition to not encountering invincible enemies in the entire Douluo Continent, it was true that thousands of miles were only within a small inch. He could go wherever he wanted, not to mention how convenient it was.
"Forget it, Chongming regards me as a close relative, and I can't use it as a means of transportation. It's okay to leave with Mistress and the others. At least it's safe and worry-free, which is good."
Ma Hongjun looked cold and jumped forward. The magic sword he carried on his back unsheathed and turned into a purple-black stream of light at his feet, carrying him flying towards the primitive old forest at the foot of the mountain.
Soon, most of the day passed. Ma Hongjun, who was riding the wind with his sword, shuttled through the sparse and tall old forest. His cold and indifferent eyes suddenly lit up, and he instantly accelerated and flew towards a boundary hundreds of meters away.
There, there was a giant brown bear that was about two meters tall and was eating. It looked like it had been seriously injured, and its brown hair was stained with a lot of blood like steel needles. It was unclear what it was.
It belongs to the eye-catching white-fronted tiger underneath it.
However, the tips of the front paws of this giant bear seem a bit special, being more than half a foot long, which is very consistent with the brown bear species in Ma Hongjun's impression.
Under it, an eye-catching white-fronted tiger that was four to five meters long was torn in half, with large streams of blood staining the vegetation and gravel on the ground red, and a circle of black
A halo and a crystal soul bone were suspended in front of the giant bear.
"King Kong bear? Or iron-armed bear?"
Ma Hongjun couldn't tell for a moment what kind of bear that soul beast was, but the crystal-clear ten-thousand-year-old soul bone deeply attracted his attention.
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