In an instant, Netherworld Liyan turned the magic map into a torch.
The big black tree in the painting is twisting its branches in great pain, as if it is struggling.
Whoosh!
I saw purple light flashing on the magic map, and along with the wail of the human head fruit, a cold aura suddenly emerged.
Feng Wuji felt this familiar aura and narrowed his eyes.
It turned out to be the power of the ghost!
It seems that this painting is really afraid of flames and wants to use the power of the ghost to protect itself.
Generally speaking, Yang fire cannot burn the Yin soul.
But... how can Netherworld Liyan be an ordinary Yang Fire?!
Feng Wuji raised the corners of his mouth and smiled mockingly.
boom!
The sudden power of the ghost, instead of hindering the spread of the fire, was like pouring oil, making the black flames burn even more vigorously.
Woohoo!!!
It was as if thousands of souls were wailing.
Motu didn't understand why this was happening. His purple arms and beast legs struggled wildly and rolled around in the stone hall.
Zu Huo sneered:
"You idiot, the Netherworld Liyan that I separated is an extremely rare yin and yang fire. How can it be extinguished by it?"
For Netherworld Liyan, the power of these ghosts accumulated over many years from the Demonic Map is a great tonic.
Snap!
The purple light protecting the body of the magic map could no longer hold up and burst.
The purple arms and six animal legs disappeared.
The picture scroll struggled desperately in the black flames, and its size continued to shrink.
After a while, this magic picture, which had caused countless people so much trouble, finally fell to the ground and remained motionless.
Feng Wuji then breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand, and Netherworld Liyan returned to his body obediently.
As soon as the black flame entered his body, Feng Wuji's body suddenly felt warm, and he felt a pure soul power filling his soul, which was very comfortable.
"The soul power of this magic map is so huge..."
A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"It's normal. This thing has harmed many advanced practitioners."
"Their souls have been absorbed by it and turned into its nutrients."
"Now that you have completely burned me, you can help them escape."
Zu Huo said calmly.
The Netherworld Lihuo inherits the characteristics of the Nine Nether Eye Fire, which can burn the ghost souls, purify them into pure soul power, and strengthen the body. It can be said to be the nemesis of the ghost souls.
Feng Wuji closed his eyes, activated the Soul Suppressing Prison Technique, and began to adjust his breath.
Boom!
The soul sea shook, and the soul refining tower revealed its true form, helping him to refine.
It wasn't until he completely absorbed the huge soul power that he breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Wuji opened his black eyes, and a flash of lightning suddenly flashed across his eyes, extremely sharp.
Zu Huo felt his change, with a hint of surprise in his tone, and said:
"Hey, the little guy's spirit has become much more condensed."
Feng Wuji nodded and stretched his body.
"It's indeed a lot stronger!"
His extremely powerful soul endured the tempering of the Soul Refining Tower day and night without even a moment's rest.
After devouring the soul power contained in the magic map, I finally made another step forward!
Now, it has reached an appalling intensity.
"Um?!"
Feng Wuji's eyes were like lightning, and he suddenly looked at the right corner of the stone hall, thoughtfully.
Then he turned his head and walked to the place where the magic map was burned. He saw a charred tree root lying on the ground.
And a green talisman!
Feng Wuji stretched out his hand, took the two objects in his hands, and looked at them curiously.
"root?!"
The soul power contained in the roots of this tree has been burned away, but its appearance seems to be extremely resilient and has not turned into fly ash.
"Old guy, you are really right!"
Feng Wuji frowned slightly, his expression solemn.
"This thing is really just a part of the magic tree."
"Where did that demonic tree with a human head come from?"
"I don't know what it is."
The well-informed Zu Huo didn't even know the origin of this human-headed demon tree.
"There's nothing special about this tree root."
"What about this..."
Feng Wuji looked at another talisman.
The entire body of this talisman is turquoise, and it is extremely cool when you hold it. The material is similar to jade but not jade, so it is extremely special.
There are mysterious spells engraved on it.
Feng Wuji's pupils shrank and he exclaimed:
"This is... the Bichao Yanjia Talisman!"
"Oh? What is this?"
Zu Huo asked curiously.
"A means of driving a puppet."
"This talisman is extremely precious! Rumor has it that it can control all things without intelligence."
"I have seen it before in my previous life, but that talisman was just an ordinary Yanjia talisman, and its grade is far less good than the one in front of me!"
Feng Wuji's eyes flickered and he suddenly said:
"It turns out that the magic picture before was not a scroll."
"The roots of the tree were made into a puppet mechanism."
"No wonder it's so weird."
Zu Huo also reacted:
"Then this talisman is the key to controlling it!"
"Um!"
Feng Wuji nodded, with a bit of joy in his eyes.
He turned around and looked around, put the tree roots and the Bichao Yanjia Talisman into the Najie first, and said with a smile:
"Let's get out of here first."
"The others have been gone for a long time."
But Feng Wuji did not go to the long corridor where everyone left, but glanced at the right corner of the huge hall.
Here are the ruins formed when the wall collapsed when the magic map was burned by black flames.
call out!
Feng Wuji tapped his toes and approached quickly.
“There’s something different here!”
"Fortunately, because of the breakthrough in the soul just now, the perception has been strengthened, otherwise I wouldn't have discovered that there is something hidden here!"
boom!
Feng Wuji punched out, sweeping away the debris from the fallen rocks.
“This is it!”
What he saw in front of him was an extremely hidden stone door. There were slight cracks on the door, which were knocked out by the magic map before.
There was some faint aura coming from the cracks. If his soul hadn't been able to break through, this place would have been missed.
Feng Wuji stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the stone door.
The palm of my hand spit out with all my strength!
Bang!
The stone door suddenly shattered, revealing a dim path with soft light.
Several oil lamps were hanging on the walls on both sides of the path.
Phew, a breeze blows.
The lanterns were beating about to go out, reflecting Feng Wuji's shadow on the wall.
He moved his nose and smelled a lot of information from the breeze.
"It looks like there are a lot of things ahead!"
"I wonder where this path in front of me leads?"
Feng Wuji turned his head and glanced at the corridor where everyone left earlier, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes.
For a moment I couldn't figure out which way to go.
Zu Huo saw his hesitation and said lazily:
"Little guy, trust your instincts."
Feng Wuji thought for a moment, snorted coldly, and Senhan said:
"Forget it, then take the path in front of you!"
He always walks alone anyway.
Feng Wuji no longer hesitated, stepped into the path and walked inside.
Ta, da.
As the footsteps moved away, there was no one in the stone hall, and it fell into dead silence.
Feng Wuji walked along the path for a stick of incense and found nothing unusual.
"The breath is getting closer!"
He held the black-yellow sword tightly in his hand, stared at the exit in front of him, and moved carefully.
Just when Feng Wuji stepped out of the path, he didn't have time to clearly see the scene in front of him.
call out!
A sound breaking through the air, accompanied by a fishy smell, came towards us.
Feng Wuji's eyes narrowed and he raised the long knife in his hand!
Bang!
The slender black shadow was immediately cut into two pieces by the long knife and fell to the ground.