Fortunately, the cool feeling from the turtle's consciousness dissipated the burning sensation a lot.
As his consciousness continued to penetrate deeper into the Death Candle, Zhuo Wen saw the blazing black fire, and this black fire became more and more powerful, turning into a boundless sea of fire.
In this strong black fire, Zhuo Wen's eyes became confused, and then he saw the outline of an image appearing in the flickering black fire.
The image was blurry at first, but as the black fire grew stronger, the image became clearer and clearer.
In the black fire, Zhuo Wen saw a black valley filled with black mist.
The mountains surrounding the valley are not generally black, but as crystal clear black as black jade.
In the center of this black valley, there is an altar, and around the altar stand nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight one-foot-long black candles.
Every black candle burns with black fire.
"Candle of Death!"
Zhuo Wen looked at the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight black candles forming a circle, his pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but murmur to himself.
"Sure enough, there is a candle of death missing. The Rakshasa did indeed run out of Death Valley!"
The turtle's voice also sounded, and Zhuo Wen could hear the helplessness and sigh in the turtle's voice, as well as a hint of worry and fear.
"What is this altar?" Zhuo Wen asked in a deep voice.
The turtle sighed softly: "It is the seal that suppresses the Rakshasa King. Although I don't know how the Rakshasa took away a candle of death and escaped from the Death Valley, but I know that if this continues, Rakshasa will
I’m afraid that the King of Chassis may break through the seal, and then everyone in the Secret Realm of the Divine Pill may die!”
Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank slightly. He had heard from the turtle before that the Rakshasa King was the king of all Rakshasas. His strength was terrifying. It was said that at his peak, he was in the realm of life and death.
With such strength, if you look at the entire eight heavens, you may not be able to find anyone who can compete with this Rakshasa King.
If a strong man of enlightenment does not come out, this Rakshasa King may not be suppressed by others.
"Who is he? How dare you peek at me?"
Suddenly, an evil and powerful voice suddenly came over, and Zhuo Wen felt a roar in his head, and the pain was as unbearable as a needle prick.
"Hurry up! This Rakshasa King is indeed awake, damn it!"
The moment the evil voice sounded, Wugui's voice suddenly became panic and fear, and he quickly took Zhuo Wen's consciousness to exit the candle of death.
"Now that you're here, let's stay!"
The evil voice resounded again, and then an illusory black hand suddenly stretched out from the altar, grabbing at the combined consciousness of Zhuo Wen and Wu Gui.
"Let's go!"
The turtle roared loudly and hurriedly retreated. Unfortunately, its speed was not as fast as the big black hand.
Zhuo Wen, on the other hand, had a calm gaze. His consciousness itself was much stronger than this turtle, and he was also proficient in the soul-killing technique, so Zhuo Wen was not afraid of the extended black hand.
To put it bluntly, this big black hand was also transformed by divine consciousness, and Zhuo Wen's soul killing was aimed at divine consciousness.
Seeing the big black hand reaching out, the turtle showed a look of death. It knew that the consciousness it had separated would definitely not be able to escape from this clutches, so it simply planned to wait for death.
"Soul kill!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were calm and calm, and he immediately used the Soul Killing Technique. Immediately, his consciousness turned into streaks of murderous rage, strangled towards the big black hand.
Boom boom boom!
The big black hand obviously didn't expect that this weak spiritual consciousness would dare to resist, and he didn't expect that Zhuo Wen, who had used the Soul Killing Technique, would have such sharp consciousness. The big black hand was instantly shattered by the blast.
"Walk!"
The moment Zhuo Wen blasted through the big black hand, he immediately retreated.
When Zhuo Wen and Wu Gui's consciousness exited the candle of death at the same time, Zhuo Wen opened his eyes, his face was as pale as snow, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
Although the battle between consciousness just occurred in a moment, only Zhuo Wen, the person involved, knew the danger.
Fortunately, the owner of the big black hand didn't care much about their spiritual consciousness, so he just fired a random blow, which was broken by Zhuo Wen with the soul-killing technique, but even so, Zhuo Wen's spiritual consciousness was severely damaged.
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Of course, only that part of the consciousness was severely damaged. With Zhuo Wen's current powerful consciousness, he could quickly make up for the damage.
Wugui opened his eyes, looked at Zhuo Wen strangely, and said: "You are a good boy. You actually know the art of spiritual consciousness. It seems that I have underestimated you!"
"I got it through good luck and practice!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
As soon as Wu Gui looked at Zhuo Wen, he knew that this was perfunctory, but he didn't care, but said seriously: "I'm afraid I need you to do me one more favor, that is, I need you to help me enter the Death Valley! This Death Valley must be destroyed.
Put the candle back in its original position, otherwise, if the Rakshasa King is born, the secret realm of the divine elixir will be completely closed, and everyone will die by then."
Zhuo Wen's eyes flashed and he said: "Death Valley is the core area of the Divine Pill Secret Realm. I heard that even the masters of Xutian Jiudeng will be ruined if they enter it. If you let me go in, aren't you going to die?"
"As you saw just now, the Rakshasa King has awakened. If we don't take action, you will also be finished. You might as well fight!" Wu Gui said.
Zhuo Wen was hesitant. Needless to say, there was no need to elaborate on the dangers of Death Valley. Originally, Zhuo Wen entered the secret realm of the divine elixir just because he wanted to obtain the divine elixir and attack the realm.
He had never thought about entering Death Valley, the core area of the Divine Pill Secret Realm. Now that the turtle suddenly said this, he was naturally hesitant.
"I know that with so many monks coming in this time, the purpose is probably the Life and Death Pill, right? If you help me enter Death Valley, I will help you get the Life and Death Pill. That thing is definitely a supreme treasure for you monks."
Oogway was a little anxious and immediately mentioned the Life and Death Pill.
"Huh? Do you know where the Life and Death Pill is?" Zhuo Wen looked at Wugui in shock.
Wu Gui said: "I am originally a creature in this magical elixir secret realm. I naturally know better than you what happens in this magical elixir secret realm. I naturally know the birth of the life and death elixir, and I also know the specific location of the life and death elixir. As long as you
Help me and I will help you get the Life and Death Pill."
Zhuo Wen thought for a moment and finally nodded and said: "Yes, if you can really help me get the Life and Death Pill, then I will naturally not break my promise and help you enter the Valley of Death."
Seeing Zhuo Wen agreeing, Wu Gui breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the direction of the core area of the Shendan Secret Realm with complicated eyes, and murmured in a low voice: "I hope I can make it in time, otherwise, it will be difficult for me to explain to that old guy.
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Zhuo Wen naturally heard the turtle talking to himself. Although he was quite curious about the old guy in his mouth, he did not ask rashly.
The origin of this turtle is not simple. In addition, this guy actually knows the whereabouts of the Life and Death Pill, and the turtle is so familiar with the things in Death Valley. Zhuo Wen suspects that this turtle may have something to do with the owner of the secret realm of the magic pill.
Suspicions were suspicions, and the truth would eventually come to light. At least he didn't feel that the turtle had any ill intentions towards him.