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Chapter 92 Windfall

While he was depressed, he suddenly saw the Nahai Ring on his hand. He couldn't help but be overjoyed, and quickly activated it to start a frantic sweep of goods. In less than half a quarter of an hour, the entire treasury was swept away.

Just when Lu Chen was about to set fire to the warehouse and destroy it, his heart suddenly beat violently, and an extremely urgent feeling surged out of the mysterious lottery tube.

"Um?"

Lu Chen's heart moved slightly, and he tentatively moved a few steps to the left, but there was no response from the lottery box. When he moved a few steps forward, the lottery tube began to tremble slightly.

"There is a door!" Lu Chen was overjoyed. After some trial and error, he finally came to a mural in the innermost part of the warehouse.

The golden mural depicts a scene of a great battle, in which the Cangtian Dharma Master in golden armor holds a huge sword shining with golden light, sweeping away the demons, while in the distance countless pilgrims and believers are kneeling and praying.

Lu Chen pushed his soul power to the extreme and explored the murals, but he didn't find anything strange. Then he thought about it, even someone as powerful as Nie Feiyan didn't find anything hidden. How could he possibly find it? Maybe the lottery tube was

Allow yourself to see what the mural is about.

But after reading it for a long time, there was nothing in it except praising the heaven. Thinking of what Zuntian Dao Palace had done, Lu Chen felt angry and drew out the Heaven-releasing Sword and struck it fiercely.

Immediately, debris flew everywhere, and a thick wave of resentment spewed out. Black mist billowed instantly, and countless painful and twisted faces flickered in and out. Lu Chen took half a step back cautiously.

The mural collapsed suddenly, and a palm-sized stone fell straight to the door in front of Lu Chen. He grabbed it in his hand and was shocked to find that the mural was not made of stone or any precious material, but bone powder!

"Scum!" Lu Chen was furious when he saw it. He couldn't bear the souls of these poor people to be imprisoned and tortured any longer, and a golden thunder flame popped out from his finger.

When the black mist and souls met the purple-gold flame, they burned like a torch. Those painful souls showed smiles of relief and slowly dissipated between heaven and earth.

As the black mist and soul passed away, a trace of holy breath quietly emanated from behind the mural. Lu Chen quickly looked at it and saw a gap only two pieces of paper thick behind the mural, with a faint golden crystal shining inside.

Bright.

Only then did he suddenly realize that these murals full of resentful souls and bone powder were to conceal the holy aura of the golden crystals. Otherwise, with Nie Feiyan's strength, how could he not detect it?

Before Lu Chen could take action, the mysterious lottery tube trembled violently, and the terrifying suction force sucked out the golden crystal, turning it into a stream of light and sinking directly into his heart.

Lu Chen felt a sharp pain in his chest and heart. He looked down and was shocked to find that there was a three-finger-wide gash in his clothes, and the bright red blood had dyed the clothes red.

However, the wounds on the heart and chest recovered in the blink of an eye, and the lottery tube became calm again. At this moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps behind him.

"What did you do just now?" Nie Feiyan asked doubtfully.

Lu Chen quickly and respectfully replied: "Master, my disciple just saw the sanctimonious appearance of the Cangtian Dharma statue on the mural, and destroyed it in anger!"

"What's going on with that holy aura?" Nie Feiyan looked at it carefully for a moment and frowned.

Lu Chen secretly complained in his heart, but these days of hanging out with the little goblin were not in vain. He soon found a way to deal with it. With a flick of his finger, the white Nirvana Spirit Flame came out.

"I was too angry just now and accidentally scratched myself. I used it to heal my wounds." Lu Chen said with a smile.

Nie Feiyan raised her dark eyebrows and said in surprise: "Nirvana Spirit Flame Seedling? You actually have such a thing?"

Seeing her agitated look, Lu Chen's heart raced rapidly. If she really wanted it, judging from the Demon Sect's behavior and her strength, he would definitely not be able to keep it. Instead of passively being asked for it, it would be better to offer it proactively.

Thinking of this, he pressed all the spirit flame seedlings into the palm of his hand and handed them to him respectfully, "Disciple is willing to offer the spirit flames."

"Are you really willing to dedicate this precious spirit flame to me?" Nie Feiyan looked at him doubtfully, as if she wanted to find the answer in his eyes, but other than the full sincerity, she couldn't find anything suspicious about it.

Lu Chen said respectfully: "Master saved the sect for his disciple and not only avenged his murder, but also passed down the Xuan Kung. I am extremely grateful and have nothing to repay, so I am willing to offer my spiritual flames!"

"It's rare that you are grateful, please come with me." Nie Feiyan nodded in approval, and with a wave of her jade hand, Lu Chen disappeared from the place.

Lu Chen only felt that the scenery in front of him had changed. When he looked again, he had already appeared in an underground hall. A statue that was larger than the statue in the square had been cut into eight pieces. In front of it was a statue that exuded a primitive atmosphere.

of great formation.

A white spiritual flame in the center of the formation was beating brightly and darkly, and the formation was continuously stripping away its energy and spreading it in all directions.

"Nirvana Spirit Flame!" Lu Chen lost his voice and said.

Nie Feiyan nodded slightly, "This is the energy core of the entire Zuntian Dao Palace's mountain-protecting formation. If this place is destroyed, all defense methods in the Zuntian Dao Palace will be useless."

"Since Master already has the perfect Nirvana Spiritual Flame, this disciple will not show off his ugliness." Lu Chen smiled awkwardly.

Unexpectedly, Nie Feiyanshi said in shock: "Go and subdue this spiritual flame. With the seedlings as a guide, you can subdue it easily."

"Master, what are you doing?"

Lu Chen looked at her doubtfully. You must know that this kind of spiritual flame with extremely strong healing power is definitely an extremely precious existence among the spiritual flames of heaven and earth. She just gave it to him in an understatement?

Nie Fei flicked his jade fingers, and a dark flame popped out from his fingertips. He said regretfully: "My master has already conquered the zombie demon heart flame, which ranks thirty-ninth among the world's spiritual flames. I can no longer conquer the attributes."

Nirvana spiritual flames that are seriously incompatible with each other."

"Master, is there no way to conquer them all?" Lu Chen's heart moved slightly and he asked tentatively.

"It is said that our sect once had a method to control the spiritual flames of heaven and earth, but it was lost when the sect leader died in the war thousands of years ago."

Nie Feiyan chuckled and said: "Originally, I planned to seal this spirit flame and go back to exchange some resources. However, because of your frankness and generosity towards being my teacher, and I happened to have its seedlings, I gave them to you as a starter.

Thanks."

"Thank you Master!"

Unexpectedly, he got such a big gift out of nowhere. Lu Chen was overjoyed when he heard this and quickly bowed and saluted.

"Okay, conquer it quickly. The cost of maintaining the Demon Tyrant's Sky Formation is not small." Nie Feiyan urged.

Lu Chen quickly came to the formation and slowly moved his fingers near the Nirvana Spirit Flame. But before he could touch the spirit flame itself, the anger that had been imprisoned for endless years erupted, and the white flames surged.

Hundreds of times. If he hadn't retreated in time, he might have been swallowed up by the flames.


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