Jiuyang Juemai

In the depths of the boundless red mist in this crimson purgatory, a human-shaped object composed of sparks gradually began to appear. From being blurry at the beginning, it gradually became clear bit by bit, and the human-shaped object The volume of the object also began to increase from the size of an ordinary person, until now, the humanoid object seemed to be a giant of ten feet, in this sea of ​​crimson red mist, it was so impressive. eyes and ears.

Not only that, there are still a lot of sparks flying around, merging into the Martians formed by the gathering of sparks, it seems that there is a growing trend, but even so, this crimson purgatory The sparks in the red mist didn't seem to decrease much at all, they were still so densely packed.

At the very core of the Martian, a young man in white sat cross-legged, as if the old monk had entered into a trance, and the surrounding traces of light of various colors followed the young man's every breath, from the young man Every part of the person's body slowly penetrated into his body, and this young man was Ling Luoyu.

If you observe carefully, you will find that there seems to be a faint streamer on every skin of Ling Luoyu's body, and with every breath of his body, the faint streamer on Ling Luoyu's body seems to be Another rich touch!

Ling Luoyu's cultivation had already fully recovered shortly after he first started practicing, but even if he had fully recovered, he had no intention of going out immediately. Having a grudge, being chased and killed by him, it is also difficult to move after going out.

Strength, only strength is the most important thing!

In this crimson purgatory, the power of flames is so strong, it can be the best place for Ling Luoyu to practice!Now that he knows that his strength is not enough, and has such a favorable location, Ling Luoyu will certainly not give up such an excellent opportunity to practice!

Although Ling Luoyu still hoped that he could find Qiaoer quickly, but his own strength was so vulnerable in this ghost world, even if Ling Luoyu was in a hurry, there was no other better way!

Sharpening a knife is not a mistake in chopping firewood. This is a sentence said by a wise sage in Ling Luoyu's hometown Mu country. Only when one's own cultivation is stronger can it be easier to find Qiao'er. What I do is to sharpen my knife as brightly as possible!

There are no armors in the mountains, and there is no sun and moon in cultivation. Once a practitioner enters meditation, a hundred years or a thousand years may be just a snap of his fingers. Ling Luoyu has no idea how much time he has practiced. He only knows that when he first started to practice, then The fourth meridian is only just beginning to get started, but now, that fourth meridian can be said to be completely golden, and it is almost perfect, but it is only close, the last distance of that meridian, no matter No matter how much effort Ling Luoyu expended, she still couldn't completely refine it!

"I was just a ghost pawn before, and the strength of a ghost general. If my fourth meridian is fully developed, it should be equivalent to the cultivation base of a ghost general, and the strength is almost the same as that ghost general!" I calculated. His own strength, after so long of practice, Ling Luoyu actually found that his current strength is even worse than when he took the green pill, so he can conclude that if he wants to truly reach the strength of a ghost general, he must The fourth meridian must be completely accomplished!

"The further the cultivation progresses, the slower and slower the speed is. Now my fourth meridian has not been successfully refined. It should be the so-called bottleneck! To break through the bottleneck, it is very difficult to rely on ordinary cultivation!" Ling Luo Yu slowly opened his eyes, and nodded thoughtfully.

"Boy Ling! You've finally woken up. You've been practicing for 50 years!" Just as you opened your eyes, the voice of Shihuang Yingzheng sounded in your mind.

"50 years, is it that long? How come I have only practiced for a while!" Ling Luoyu was slightly startled, smiled wryly, and said.

"Boy Ling, stop talking nonsense, look around your body?" Yingzheng's voice was extremely eager, and even there seemed to be some panic in his voice.

"What is it that can make Ying Zheng, who has always had a high self-esteem, panic?" Ling Luoyu was slightly surprised, and looked at the place where he was now.

"What's going on here? Why are there so many sparks?" It's okay not to look at it, but even Ling Luoyu was shocked when he saw it.

In Ling Luoyu's eyes, she couldn't see anything at all, all her eyes were densely packed with sparks, and countless stars shone with various colors of light, which looked so gorgeous!

And I was right at the center of the Mars, a layer of faint colorful light that was almost clinging to me isolated my body from the sky full of stars. It's outrageous, but at this time, it has already dimmed a lot!

Without the obstruction of the seven-colored light emitted by Feng Yu Tianyi, the seemingly weak sparks would instantly burn him to nothing, Ling Luoyu absolutely believed in this.

"It's like this now! What good way do I have to escape?" Ling Luoyu couldn't help but gasped, his mind was in chaos, and his whole body was cold from head to toe.

"Senior Yingzheng, in this situation, what can you do?" After pondering for a while, Ling Luoyu couldn't help asking Yingzheng for advice. Even if you flatter a horse, you can't catch up with Yingzheng.

"Boy Ling! I said before that if you want to practice fast, you can refine and fuse all kinds of fires between the heaven and the earth for your own use! But now..." Yingzheng shook his head, sighed and said : "The fire here is not only terrifying in number, but also in a ridiculously strong level! Among the sparks of various colors, I only know a few of them!"

"What kinds of fires! Let me tell you, senior!" Ling Luoyu asked involuntarily.

"Look, the red sparks are the Xuantian Scarlet Fire in the fairy world, and the yellow ones are the Tiangang Extreme Fire... These types of flames are just the lowest-level fires among these sparks! But only those types Fire, it can make me a little scruples in the heyday! Hey!" After casually introducing several kinds of fire to Ling Luoyu, Yingzheng sighed again.

"No matter how terrifying those fires are, as long as there is a chance, I will never let it go! Why don't you tell me, senior, how can I do it so that I can have a chance?" Ling Luoyu frowned tightly Yes, but his tone of voice was still firm.