Douluo: My ancestors became gods in Dou Er Gang.

Chapter 439: The fusion of the Azure Lotus and the Earth's Core Fire, the first revival of the Undead Space!

Shui Wuya walked in this mysterious space, his eyes were deep and mysterious, and he seemed to be integrated with this space of the dead.

As the master of the space, his steps are light and powerful, and each step contains a mysterious power.

Shui Wuya walked in the center of the space and stared at the three strange fires.

Each strange fire exudes a unique atmosphere and light, as if it is a burning sacred fire, lighting up the entire space.

The first is Bone Spirit Cold Fire.

It is located on the left, and the flames show a light blue color, like a clear lake burning.

There is a faint cold light flashing in this blue fire, like the crystal fire condensed in the ice and snow, with a cool air. When the flame burns, it makes a soft burning sound, like the whisper of wind blowing across the ice, making The heart feels cool.

The Qinglian Earth Core Fire is located in the center of the space of the dead, and the flames appear deep green, like a huge emerald.

This green fire sparkles with a fantastic light, as if the breath of life is surging, exuding a strong fragrance, like the grass blooming in spring, which makes people feel comfortable.

The last strange fire is the Fallen Heart Flame.

It is located on the right side of the three strange fires. The flames are dark red, like bolides streaking across the night sky.

At this time, this red fire contained endless heat and destructive power, as if it was a meteorite that was about to explode, bringing devastating disaster.

When the flame burns, it makes a low roar, as if the earth is shaking, which makes people feel scared.

The three strange fires complement each other and shine brightly in the space of the dead, just like three kings guarding this mysterious space, exuding unparalleled majesty and power.

They have been integrated into the power of the undead and have become the core of this space.

Afterwards, Shui Wuya sat cross-legged in the center of the Space of the Dead, his eyes tightly closed, but everything seemed to be under control.

The Qinglian Earth Core Fire burned in front of him, emitting a rich emerald green light, like a blooming quiet flower, blooming with mysterious vitality.

In the flames, there seemed to be countless elves jumping and dancing, with a trace of fresh breath.

"Are you already so mature?"

Shui Wuya took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes. His muscles gradually relaxed, and the surrounding air seemed to become solemn and silent.

His soul gradually merged into Qinglian's inner fire, feeling the surging and mysterious vitality.

In this flame, he seemed to be in a mysterious land, looking for the mystery and truth of life.

Time passed by minute by second, and Shui Wuya's figure looked particularly unique against the flames, as if he was an enlightened person exploring the mysteries.

After a long time, Shui Wuya slowly opened his eyes, with a clear light shining in his eyes, as if he had a new understanding.

He stood up, and mysterious power surged through his body, as if stimulating his potential.

"It turns out that there is such a profound way of vitality in the Qinglian Earth Core Fire."

Shui Wuya whispered to himself, his voice reverberating in the space, like the ringing of bells, causing resonance in all living beings around him.

He stood in the center of the space of the dead, staring at the flames with a solemn expression.

The vitality and energy exuded by the flames make the entire space seem to be glowing with a new life force.

He smiled softly and slowly pressed the flame in his hand towards the ground.

"Qinglian Earth Heart Fire, blend in."

Shui Wuya's voice echoed in the space.

In an instant, the flames fell into the ground, and an extremely powerful vitality suddenly emerged from the ground. Along with a slight tremor, the entire undead space began to undergo earth-shaking changes.

At first, the color of the ground began to change gradually. The originally dull land was covered with green grass and blooming wild flowers, full of vitality. In the distance, a vast grassland stretched out, full of green, like a quiet and peaceful paradise.

Under Shui Wuya's gaze, under the burial soil, the power of Qinglian's inner fire spread, triggering even more wonderful changes.

Delicate lotuses emerge from the ground one after another. The petals are as white as snow, exuding fresh fragrance. The green leaves sway in the sun, like a group of dancing elves.

Shui Wuya looked at this scene with great joy in his heart. He seemed to feel the vitality and vitality radiating from the entire undead space.

This beautiful scene not only makes people feel relaxed and happy, but also gives people a sense of endless hope and strength.

"It turns out that the strange fire is so magical, it can actually speed up the recovery of my dead space!"

Shui Wuya said to himself, his eyes shining with excitement and joy, as if he had discovered the mystery of the universe.

And when the Qinglian Earth Core Fire merged into the underground burial soil, a powerful force of vitality emerged, making a skeleton under the burial soil seem to be injected with new life.

The ground trembled, and a skeleton slowly emerged from the ground.

The skeleton's body is covered with green grass and moss. These plants seem to be integrated with the skeleton, making the originally vicious skeleton exude a vitality.

Its eyes flashed with deep respect, and it stared closely at Shui Wuya who was standing in front of him, before kneeling on the ground.

Shui Wuya smiled slightly.

He gently reached out his hand and helped the skeleton up.

"Are you awake?" Shui Wuya's voice was gentle and calm, with a hint of doubt.

The skeleton nodded, as if responding to Shui Wuya's guess.

Although its expression is fierce, it is full of piety and awe.

"I understand."

Shui Wuya smiled slightly, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes.

"It seems that my space of the dead is indeed accelerating its recovery."

"Congratulations, you have become the first undead to wake up. I will call you Xiaobai soon."

Following Shui Wuya's words, the skeleton seemed to feel a sense of relief, and its eyes shone with excitement and joy.

It kowtowed deeply to Shui Wuya to express its gratitude and respect.

Shui Wuya smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the skull's head, feeling the coolness coming from the bones.

"You are very powerful. It seems that the Qinglian Earth Core Fire has an extraordinary effect on transforming the space of the dead."

Shui Wuya's voice was calm and gentle, with a hint of joy.

The skeleton nodded, his eyes flashing with awe and anticipation.

Although it looks vicious, it exudes a kind and pious atmosphere at the moment.

Shui Wuya's eyes swept around, feeling the vitality, and his heart was filled with expectation and joy.

The power of strange fires cannot be underestimated. They can not only change the environment, but also affect the creatures in the entire space.

"These strange fires are all good things.
Han Feng must get back the Sea Heart Flame as soon as possible. "

Shui Wuya had a look of disdain in his eyes, looking at the sky in the space of the dead.

(End of this chapter)