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Chapter 34: The New Magical Rites

Tao Xiaowu smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and saw the witch fire burning on the Qiong tree. Suddenly, it separated into a ball and turned into a fireball and shot towards Ebrius.

Not only did Ebrius not dodge, but he showed an excited look and took the initiative to meet him.

With a bang, the witch fire burned onto Ebrius and seemed to disappear. The next moment, it seemed to burn out from the depths of his soul.

"Ahhhhhhh"

Abrius shouted loudly, regaining possession of the divine fire and recasting the divine body.

Tao Xiaowu showed a faint smile.

This witch fire is the differentiation of Tao Xiaowu's Yuan Shen. It comes from the same source as Tao Xiaowu. In fact, it is Tao Xiaowu's Yuan Shen Fire.

At this time, Tao Xiaowu's gift of divine fire to Abrius was equivalent to giving him his own power.

If Tao Xiaowu follows the Shinto path, this means that Abrius will become Tao Xiaowu's subordinate god!

But even if Tao Xiaowu doesn't follow the Shinto path, this guy has been able to completely control Ebrius with the divine fire given by Tao Xiaowu and the control of the covenant.

The fire burns, burning its soul, reshaping it in the flames.

The blazing witch fire was continuously transmitted over, burning the original demonic aura on his body.

Just like when Tao Xiaowu used witchcraft fire to burn those ghost soldiers and transformed them into law-protecting Yin soldiers.

"From now on, you are no longer the devil you were before, nor the patron saint of the ancient city-state, but my protector.

Now I give you a new name, which is called Magic Gift."

The power of the witch fire transformed Abrius from the spiritual level.

From now on, there will be no Abelius, but a new magic gift.

Tao Xiaowu glanced at the witch fire hanging high on the Qiong tree.

One-third of the witch fire has been consumed!

At least the power equivalent to about five hundred stones was consumed.

"Granting divine fire to others requires transformation, which is really very expensive."

Tao Xiaowu looked at it, and saw that about five hundred stones of witch fire power had been consumed on this new magic weapon.

However, at this time, the new power of this magic gift is only about seventy or eighty.

It’s almost a conversion ratio of seven to one.

The consumption is really quite high.

"The Fire of Wuyuan can transform 100%

But it’s not surprising that the Fire of Wuyuan is compatible with all the forces of the event.

And my power has my own nature, so it’s pretty good to be able to achieve one-seventh transformation!”

Thinking of the Wuyuan Fire, Tao Xiaowu even felt uneasy again.

At this time, he had already vaguely known that he might have

The so-called Fire of Wuyuan, what is the Fire of Wuyuan?

It would be better to call it the Fire of Emperor Qi!

Of course, in fact, this is not considered utilization.

At least Di Yuqi also gave him benefits. If not, how could Tao Xiaowu use his power to reach two thousand stones in such a short period of time?

Therefore, although Emperor Yuqi used him to do many things, he also gave him enough reward.

Tao Xiaowu is not at a loss either!

The only thing that made Tao Xiaowu vaguely worried was that it was as if Tao Xiaowu had given the power of divine fire and made the magic gift his new god.

What if Di Yuqi’s Wuyuan Fire also controls him?

Thinking about it for a moment already made Tao Xiaowu shudder.

But I don’t dare to think about it deeply!

"Forget it, when I became a Sanxian, I had already exhausted all the power of the witch fire.

These hours have finally been saved up again, and they will be used for cultivation in the future, so they cannot be all wasted on this guy."

However, at this time, the divine fire was ignited and the divine body was reshaped.

A huge amount of power is needed to replenish it, otherwise Abrus's soul will be burned to pieces.

Since he is reluctant to use witch fire to replenish his power, the only option is

"What the hell is this place? How could this happen?"

In the underworld, two flames, one red and one black, fell.

It's none other than Tao Xiaowu and that demonic magician!

Mo Lixin looked at everything around him in shock and greed. On the desolate wilderness covered with low shrubs, countless groups of ghosts, large and small, were wandering aimlessly.

From time to time, wild ghosts who are extremely hungry will suddenly attack the wild ghosts around them, devouring other wild ghosts, or being devoured by other wild ghosts.

There were countless wild ghosts walking around, and their figures began to fade, and then they fell to the ground and disappeared!

"How is it possible? Why does this kind of place still exist? There is no order at all, and is there no god to govern it?"

The magic ritual, which was like a ball of burning flames, saw the chaotic scene in the underworld and the underworld, and couldn't help but said in shock.

Just as Tao Xiaowu thought, this guy was the patron saint of a small city-state called Molixin in the ancient Chrysos civilization before the Bright Calendar.

As for this unlucky guy, his city-state was destroyed by the expansionist enemies who worshiped the Father of Light, and he himself was suppressed in hell for who knows how many years!

Finally, when the world changed, the catastrophe of heaven and earth naturally spread to the west and even to hell.

Countless demons took the opportunity to escape and cause trouble in the world.

However, these demons were later killed or captured by the Illuminati Sect.

This magic ritual was created after being captured and suppressed.

Later, the spiritual energy became weaker and weaker, and the power of the Guangming Sect continued to shrink, facing tremendous pressure.

The only thing that can be done is to disperse these suppressed demons to various parts of the world for suppression.

This is why this magical ritual was suppressed under the church in Gaobo Town!

Therefore, this guy is definitely an old antique who has witnessed the changes in Shinto in the Western world.

"Have you, the Middle Earth, not yet integrated the power of the underworld?

The Guangming Sect had rectified the underworld and established a strict order long before the Guangming calendar.

Good people go to heaven, evil people go to hell!"

Mo Lixin felt incredible and said.

Tao Xiaowu smiled slightly and said nothing.

I probably thought that this magical gift was in the space-time copy!

"Why do you care so much? There are so many souls, why don't you restore your strength!" Tao Xiaowu said.

After hearing this, Magic Lixin suddenly came to his senses.

With the divine fire ignited, he is still in the process of reshaping his divine body, which requires a steady stream of power to support his transformation.

Once the power is insufficient, the flame will completely engulf him.

Under such circumstances, how can you still care about what is going on here?

It’s none of his business, it’s better to devour your soul and regain your strength!

Thinking of this, the magic weapon laughed ferociously, and was about to pounce on it when he suddenly stopped and asked: "Is there really no order here? Is it true that there is no god to control if you devour souls at will?"

Tao Xiaowu was slightly speechless. This devil was really very cautious!


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