In Li Qingtong's vision, there was nothing magical about the tender seedling born from this seed.
If I have to say one thing... it is that the power of vitality is relatively strong.
It is not as capable as those high-level spiritual plants in the spirit cauldron space, and can emit a distinct aura of origin.
But Li Qingtong knew that this small seedling was ten thousand times more valuable than those spiritual plants and elixirs!
Lingding can know everything just by his picky attitude.
But the clever and intelligent Lingding got the results he wanted, and the cover from the outside world was no longer needed.
The golden flame that had finally managed to achieve the fifth level of Zombie King Zombie Fire through many efforts suddenly became unstable.
At this time, the thunder power in the Nahuo Lingzhu disappeared, and the light that continuously poured into it the pure power of the sun, moon and stars also disappeared.
The lunar star disappeared, and all the stars in the sky disappeared.
Only a huge sun seemed to be hanging feebly in the sky.
The Nascent Soul Stage monk takes action!
The time they chose was just right, it was the first time for Yihuo to survive the catastrophe.
Regardless of success or failure, these old monsters will never give up.
Lingding moves faster than them!
The most essential part in the center of a ball of flame disappeared directly, and what followed was a ball of firepower refined by the spirit cauldron.
It became unstable internally, and the flames were about to fall apart under the influence of various external forces.
The magical transparent leather shell was finally completely shattered.
The fire flashed, and the moment the Nascent Soul stage old monster touched it, it exploded into a sky full of shattered flames!
At this moment, the old monster at the Nascent Soul stage is heartbroken!
This is the path of supreme light... broken!
The exploding flame fragments were large and small. When the nine largest fireworks fragments flew away, they turned into nine golden and purple flame birds flying into the sky. The other large and small fragments also turned into blossoms of different sizes.
, gold and purple flames of different shapes.
The big one can be as big as a fist, and the small one is just as big as a pea.
The first time these flames appeared, they shocked countless practitioners.
The old monster in the Nascent Soul stage chased directly towards the golden and purple flames that transformed into birds.
The eyes of the immortals in the Taoist Temple's Danjie period suddenly lit up!
They all flew in unison and chased the golden and purple flames the size of fists.
As for the lower-level foundation-building monks in the Taoist temple, they were a bit far away, and under the power of the catastrophe, these foundation-building monks collapsed to the ground one by one.
The great opportunity is right in front of them, but they can only watch it but cannot participate in it.
Heartbroken!
It is even more impossible for monks in the Qi Refining Stage to have anything to do with chance.
No...not quite!
The magic circle established by the old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage is closed to the outside world.
The nine golden and purple flames that transformed into birds successfully escaped from the blockade, but the thousands of flames of different sizes could not escape.
These thousands of flames of different sizes were scurrying around in the area covered by the formation, and among them, more than 800 of the tiniest flames touched the 808 monks who were still alive in the Qi Refining Stage.
At this moment, the bones in the body of the monks in the Qi Refining Stage are almost broken into sand. Each one is like a leather bag filled with plasma and flesh. There is a strange feeling that a slight cut will shoot out the last drop of blood.
The tiny flame seeds blended into the monk's body, and they spiritually penetrated directly into the Dantian.
This strange fire seed was originally formed from the natal corpse fire of the Golden Armored Corpse King and has experienced too many mutations.
In the end, the yin and yang were reversed under the power of the heavenly tribulation, and a new kind of fire was created from death.
These weak fires that seem to be extinguished by a gust of wind are actively fused immediately after entering the Dantian of the monks in the Qi Refining Stage.
This is survival instinct!
If not, those tiniest fires may really go out!
These fire-collecting monks who were fused with the monks in the Qi Refining Stage still have the remaining breath of the Heavenly Tribulation, and the devouring monks have solidified their abnormal true energy and mana under the baptism of the Heavenly Tribulation for almost seven days and seven nights.
The essence, blood, energy and weak soul power were also slightly extracted and integrated into the fire.
A magical scene unfolds, the bodies of those monks in the Qi refining period are gradually remodeling!
This all happens literally in the blink of an eye.
The monks at the Nascent Soul stage have not succeeded in chasing the nine firebirds, and the masters at the Danjie stage have also failed to fight for the fist-sized gold and purple flames shrouded in the formation.
The world suddenly turned into a light purple.
An illusory network of light filled the space between heaven and earth. As it rose and shrank, those strange fires chased by the old monsters at the Nascent Soul stage and the real people at the Core Formation stage were all caught up in one fell swoop.
Even the tiniest fire seeds scattered in this land covered by the formation were caught by this magical net.
Only those tiny fires that were one step ahead and actively integrated into the bodies of the monks in the Qi Refining Stage escaped the disaster.
Some of the Daoist monks in the Danjie stage showed angry expressions, but the dozen or so great monks who had completed the Nascent Soul stage stood back in shock.
"I've seen the ancestor!" The ones who bowed and spoke were more than a dozen old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage, and the target was a boy who didn't know when he appeared in this area of the Taoist temple!
At this moment, the boy who was dressed like a cowherd boy in a mountain village in the secular world was holding a net bag in his hand.
Inside are clearly shrunken masses of strange fire seeds!
This boy, who looked like a worldly person, with no trace of a cultivator's breath in his body, was holding his net bag and smiling.
"This strange fire can indeed lead the way for you. I didn't have such good luck back then! But there are only nine parts of fire, and none of you are willing to give up... Go get something! It will also open my eyes to my ancestor.
"The boy's eyes shot out two rays of cold light without any fluctuation, and his pupils reflected the empty warehouses in the Taoist temple here that could make a mouse despair.
They are all a bunch of little bastards who don’t make people worry!
The key is lack of filial piety!
These Nascent Soul stage monks didn't understand the boy's sigh, so they looked at each other.
While feeling relieved, there was also a new state of tension.
Literary fights are more painful for these Nascent Soul Stage monks than physical fights.
"The whole Jiayun Mountain!" The first person to speak was the Nascent Soul Stage monk with a surname of Ma.
I don’t know the exact location of Jiayun Mountain, but looking at the shocked expressions of the other Nascent Soul Stage old monsters, I know that Jiayun Mountain is very important!
"We, the Wan Family, are willing to offer various elixirs worth 100 million spiritual stones!" the second old monster said.
"Ling Bao Soul Bell!" When the third old monster who was determined to win spoke, the expressions of the remaining Nascent Soul Stage monks changed drastically.
This is what you are determined to achieve!
The key question is... some of them are wealthy, while others are relatively poor.
They want to exchange wealth that exceeds that of other monks from the sect for the half-step divine fire... Some of them are motivated but unable to do so!