Jiuyang Juemai

Ling Luoyu specializes in the power of fire spirit. His pill fire is much stronger than that of ordinary monks. Although it is only at the Jindan stage, his pill fire is even stronger than that of ordinary Nascent Soul stage monks. Huolai is not inferior in the slightest.

In the past, no matter whether it was refining talismans or magic weapons, Ling Luoyu hadn't encountered any materials that could not be melted by his pill fire.

But now Ling Luoyu was dumbfounded, really dumbfounded by refining the wood that looked like a fire stick in front of him.

It's not because his own pill fire couldn't melt the wooden stick, but because the pill fire he sprayed out didn't get close to the wooden stick at all, and suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if the pill fire had never appeared before. , there is no trace of its existence at all.

"Could it be that this rotten wooden stick is like that mysterious turkey, capable of devouring all kinds of fire power!" Holding back the shock in his heart, Ling Luoyu opened his mouth and sprayed out several balls of pill fire, followed by a wisp of spiritual fire. Consciousness attached to one of the pill fires, and began to slowly approach the rotten wooden stick.

At the moment when those pill fires were about to approach the rotten wooden stick, Ling Luoyu suddenly felt the rotten wooden stick tremble slightly, and the space seemed to tremble suddenly, followed by an extremely powerful suction force. Come on, the spiritual consciousness attached to the pill fire seemed to have lost contact with Ling Luoyu suddenly.

It seems to be extremely fast, but also seems to be extremely slow. It seems that a long time has passed, but it seems that in an instant, in the midst of this conflicting feeling, Ling Luoyu suddenly seems to be able to sense the spiritual consciousness again. .

"Where is this place?" Ling Luoyu only felt that he was in a chaos. In the endless chaos, it seemed that there were countless colorful lines mixed in it. Every movement of these lines seemed so mysterious, as if Filled with endless mysteries.

Especially those light red lines, Ling Luoyu felt very kind.

As the lines of different colors kept moving, the entire chaotic space began to change slowly, the sky gradually cleared up, and the turbid air slowly deposited, unexpectedly slowly began to show the outline of a world.

All kinds of lines began to gather together slowly according to different colors.

What Ling Luoyu felt most kind were those light red lines. Of course, his attention was mainly on that side, but in a blink of an eye, Ling Luoyu was stunned.

In front of his eyes, those light red lines finally gathered together to form an egg and a stick, and those two things looked so familiar.

All of a sudden, the whole world exploded like this, as if divided into countless layers, layer by layer overlapped together like that, and the things formed by the lines of various colors scattered around in that instant Come on, disappear without a trace.

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"Young Master! Young Master!" There was a rush of calling, and Ling Luoyu's eyes suddenly went dark. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to the dilapidated house again. No matter how much Ling Luoyu sensed, she had disappeared without a trace.

"Master! It's good that you're fine. You have been sitting here motionless for five days. It's fine if you're practicing, but you are clearly right in front of you, but Pan Wu can't feel your aura at all! Pan Wu is really afraid that something will happen to you, young master!" Looking at Pan Wu who was full of concern in front of him, Ling Luoyu could only smile wryly.

"Has five days passed so quickly? Why do I seem to feel that everything that happened in just a flash!" Even though with Ling Luoyu's current strength, he didn't understand what it was all about. What kind of scenes, but Ling Luoyu can be sure, they are definitely some extraordinary things!

"It's okay, Pan Wu, I'm cultivating!" Ling Luoyu smiled lightly. Although, I felt a little regretful that Pan Wu accidentally pulled him out of that world, but after all, Pan Wu did it because he was worried about him. In this case, Ling Luoyu couldn't blame him.

"Master, a young man sent you a letter two days ago, specifying that you must open it yourself!" Pan Wu groped in his arms for a while, took out a letter, and handed it to Ling Luoyu respectfully .

"The letter, it should be sent by Chen Junlong, it must contain news about the Scarlet Flame Sect!" Ling Luoyu carefully put away the mysterious stick, took the letter, opened it and read it carefully.

"What the hell is this Chi Yanzong doing? A dozen or so people have been staying in Qingxi Town, which is a hundred miles away! If you want to kill me, let them come here if you have the guts! They've been standing there like this What the hell are you doing!" Ling Luoyu's eyes flashed sharply.

"Young master, you are facing off against that Chi Yanzong!" Pan Wu asked in a daze.

"That's right. By the way, didn't Chen Xiaopao go out to inquire about news? Have you been back these days?" Ling Luoyu nodded and said.

"That little guy Chen Xiaopao hasn't come back since he went out a few days ago." After a pause, Pan Wu grinned again and said with a smile: "I've been here for so long, I haven't fought for a long time. Now, now I can finally have fun with those monks of the Scarlet Flame Sect and have fun! This Scarlet Flame Sect seems to be the largest sect of cultivating immortals in Xiliang County! I hope the cultivation base is not too bad!"

Glancing at Pan Wu, Ling Luoyu said cautiously: "Pan Wu, you have to be careful yourself, this Chi Yanzong can't be small, it is said that there are even monks in the separation period among them, besides, with monks The battle between them is different from that of demon cultivators, especially be careful of their various magic weapons and supernatural powers, and don't capsize in the gutter!"

"Understood, young master! Since the people from the Scarlet Flame Sect are hundreds of miles away, they are ready to confront them anyway. If they don't come, won't we kill them?" Pan Wu waved the casserole-sized pot Fist, looking eager to try.

"I'm planning to do that too! Or, Pan Wu, the two of us will kill each other tonight!" Ling Luoyu smiled lightly.

"Tonight is just tonight, young master, it seems that you are a little tired, and Pan Wu will not bother you anymore!" Turning around, Pan Wu gently closed the door, and went to drink in the yard by himself.

The spiritual consciousness suddenly disappeared, and Ling Luoyu was really exhausted at this moment. Even if he wanted to enter that strange space again, it was too late in time, so Ling Luoyu just gave up.

Slowly sitting cross-legged on the collapsed bed, Ling Luoyu began to meditate and adjust his breath, hoping to meet tonight's battle in the best condition, although Chen Junlong's news said that among the people who came from Chi Yanzong, The one with the highest cultivation is only at the alchemy stage, but who knows if this news is true, it is safer to keep one's own strength at the best.