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Chapter 511 The Third Black Lotus!Wicked with smoke
Inside the Holy Fire Tomb!

Wu Twelve bathed in the golden spring, and wisps of essence penetrated into his flesh and blood and merged into his bone marrow.

His aura became stronger and stronger, and the blood power of the Great Xia royal family began to awaken.

"Thank you senior for your accomplishment!"

Wu Twelve woke up from his practice, turned around and bowed to the corpse in the golden spring water.

It has only been two days since he entered the Holy Fire Tomb, and the benefits he has gained are unimaginable, his strength has improved a lot, and his background has become deeper.

hum...

In the golden spring water, there was a wave of fluctuations, and the ancient corpses gradually disappeared, as if the fate was over.

"It won't be long before I can attack the controller." Wu Twelve clenched his fists, full of confidence.

Once he stepped into the controller, he really had a place in the headquarters of the Guangming Academy.

You know, even Ying Beichen, who is older than him, is only in this realm.

He is still young, with his own talent and the opportunity to enter the Holy Fire Tomb this time, it is possible to step into the ruler in the future, and he can even comprehend the spiritual furnace, truly standing in the first echelon of this world.

"I don't know how he is..." Wu Twelve looked in one direction.

Since that day, Wang Qiong has disappeared without a trace. He stepped into the depths of the Holy Fire Tomb and never appeared again.

"I heard that the deeper the sacred tomb, the older the buried predecessor, he won't..." Wu Twelve muttered to himself with serious eyes.

The Holy Fire Tomb is the place where the ancestors of the past generations are buried.

There are great opportunities and great horrors here, and it will not be smooth sailing, especially some powerful ancestors who don't want to be disturbed.

rumbling...

Suddenly, a terrible wave came from the depths of the Holy Fire Tomb.

Wu Twelve's heart trembled violently, and he looked up subconsciously.

In the distorted space, a figure came slowly, exuding this ferocious aura, his upper body was naked, his body was crystal clear, stained with blood, as if he had experienced a war.

"Wang...Senior Brother Wang..." Wu Twelve couldn't help but said.

The Wang Qiong at this time is completely different from when he just came in. There is a huge power hidden in his body, like a giant beast dormant under the vast ocean, even Wu Twelve feels a little fear.

"He got a great opportunity in it!" Wu Twelve immediately thought of it.

The deeper the Holy Fire Tomb is, the more dangerous it is, but the hidden opportunities are simply not the same as those in the periphery.

A lunatic like the butcher is naturally not content to hang around.

He yearns for power more than ever, especially after meeting the royal family known as heaven and man that day.

Wang Qiong's pursuit of power has reached an unprecedented level of madness.

"Senior Brother Wang!" Wu Twelve flew over and looked at Wang Qiong seriously.

As he approached him, the oppressive feeling became even more intense, and even he, who bears the blood of the Great Xia royal family, faintly wanted to escape.

"Well, not bad!" Wang Qiong glanced at him and said casually.

In the blink of an eye, that terrifying sense of oppression disappeared.

Wang Qiong's body is like sea eyes, restraining his breath and swallowing everything, his blood has become ordinary, no different from ordinary people.

Wu Twelve was stunned for a moment, his eyes a little dazed.

It seems that the feeling of oppression and fear just now is just an illusion, a big dream, coming and going without a trace.

"I'm going out." Wang Qiong whispered.

"Go out?" Wu Shierqi said: "So fast? There is still time, brother can definitely stay here and practice."

Wang Qiong waved his hand: "This place is of little use to me anymore."

Three days is indeed too short for ordinary people, but it is enough for Wang Qiong.

"Yuan Ling Bone Forging Method" small success, blood evolution, reaching spiritual blood!

The two flame soldiers have also been refined, and both the Reverse Blade Dragon Fang and the Infinite Cannon have reached the quality of high-level profound weapons.

Spiritual Nest, Shadow Realm, and the three major abilities of Black Mountain and White Water have also been further strengthened.

However, these are not Wang Qiong's biggest gains.

"The Holy Fire Tomb is my blessed land! I will come back again!" Wang Qiong glanced back at the depths of the Holy Fire Tomb, and the last picture appeared in his mind.

The black hill stands like a huge tombstone in the depths of the Holy Fire Tomb.

At that time, Wang Qiong's clothes were in tatters, his body was stained with blood, and his injuries were so dire that even the vitality pool could not recover.

In the darkness, the surging figure transmitted waves that were not human-like.

"You are still too weak. Even if you have the black fire, you can't display its true value." The cold voice echoed in the hills for a long time.

Wang Qiong was terrified, his eyes trembled, and he couldn't believe it.

"who are you?"

Under the influence of the Spirit Nest, the opponent did not even disperse.

"That donkey saved you with his life, are you worthy?" The cold voice did not answer, but sneered.

"Who the hell are you?" Wang Qiong shouted in a low voice.

The bodies buried on this hill were no small matter.

In fact, this black hill did not exist in the first place.

"It's sad, that donkey put all its hopes on that little fat man, but later, he met you again." The cold voice said indifferently.

"Heaven does not communicate with the earth, man does not communicate with the gods, the blood of that family has been cursed from you, where do you think the future lies?"

"Are you also a member of the royal family?" Wang Qiong asked away.

Suddenly, the figure hidden in the darkness fell silent.

After a while, the ringing continued.

"The origin of that family can be traced back to the beginning of the birth of the fire, before the founding of Zoroastrianism... They represent the balance of all things, the truth of the world!"

"Nonsense! Just because they have absolute power?" Wang Qiong gritted his teeth.

Childhood memories come flooding back like a flood.

All that family left him was destruction and pain.

Even today, they are chasing after them like a nightmare, and even Lord Donkey has been affected. This seems to be an unbreakable bond.

One day, he will return to that clan.

"When the sage left the Guangming Palace and founded the Guangming Academy, he once said that this is the last fire for mankind... I hope that day will never come." The cold voice fell slowly, as if to be silent forever in the long and cold in the darkness.

"Wang Qiong, one day, you will come back! At that time, your power will be stronger than ever..."

The cold voice was getting further and further away.

"Finally, it's time for you to take what's yours."

The cold words dissipated in the world, like murmurs in a dream.

"What belongs to me?" Wang Qiong's eyes widened.

Suddenly, the black hill disappeared, disappearing into the long sacred fire tomb.

There is only a dense mist in front of Wang Qiong.

In a trance, a phantom slowly emerged from the mist, and it became more and more real.

"This is……"

Suddenly, Wang Qiong's body stiffened, as if he had been shocked by an electric shock, and a flash of astonishment flashed deep in his eyes.

"Black lotus platform!?"

The third black lotus platform was actually hidden in the Holy Fire Tomb!

hum...

The light and shadow shattered, and Wang Qiong's thoughts returned to reality.

He looked back again and looked at the extremely mysterious Holy Fire Tomb.

"I will come again!"

He murmured softly, stepped out of the Holy Fire Tomb with one step.

"Senior brother!" Wu Twelve shouted, Wang Qiong had disappeared before he finished speaking.

Entrance to the Holy Fire Tomb.

The old man in yellow robe suddenly frowned and looked sideways.

"Boy, did you come out so soon? Huh? You..." The yellow-robed old man was about to tease a few words, but suddenly his expression became slightly condensed.

After three days of effort, the Wang Qiong now is completely different from when he just entered.

This is not reflected in strength, even life fluctuations have changed, as if he has become another person.

"I've been bothering the two seniors for the past few days." Wang Qiong bowed his hands.

The old man in yellow robe and the old man in gray robe looked at each other and nodded.

Not only has his strength improved, but his temperament has also become calmer. Sure enough, he has undergone tremendous changes and his whole person has been completely reborn.

It seems that the manifestation of Wang Jue God dealt a big blow to this kid that day.

"Temperature really needs to be tempered by setbacks." The old man in yellow robe sighed.

He still remembered how ignorant Wang Qiong was when he first came to the Holy Fire Tomb a few days ago. This kid even deceived his master and exterminated his ancestors, and actually wanted to take over the Holy Fire Tomb.

The horror of his thoughts, the boldness of his thoughts, and the arrogance of his words are simply outrageous.

But now Wang Qiong is indeed different, more restrained, and not as shameless as before.

"Children can be taught!" The old man in yellow robe nodded, giving him a rare good face.

"Two seniors, this junior has a question I want to ask."

At this moment, Wang Qiong suddenly spoke.

"But it's okay to say it!" the yellow-robed old man said directly, looking at the "reformed" Wang Qiong at this moment, he felt much more pleasing to the eye.

"This junior has only been in the Holy Fire Tomb for three days, can I sell the rest of the time to others?" Wang Qiong asked seriously.

"What the hell?"

The old man in yellow robe was stunned.

The gray-robed old man also stared wide-eyed, with a strange look on his face.

where is this place?
Holy Tomb!The place where the ancestors of the Guangming Academy are buried, is it solemn and sacred?Being able to enter this place is already a great fortune and kindness.

This kid wants to buy tickets?Did you split it up and sell it?

"It's best to hold a special auction, the price bidder..." Wang Qiong said to himself.

"roll!"

The old man in yellow robe shouted violently, Wang Qiong turned and ran, and disappeared in an instant.

"This little bastard who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors." The old man in yellow robes puffed up his beard and hair. He actually thought that this kid would change his mind?It's a joke!
This kind of little bastard, with a belly full of bad water, has caused disasters for thousands of years. Whoever accepts him as a disciple will be unlucky.

"Speaking of which, this kid's talent is really good!" The gray-robed old man was full of admiration.

The inheritance of the sect needs such outstanding disciples that others have nowhere to go, especially Wang Qiong, who is even more outstanding.

"That's right!" The old man in yellow robe calmed down, and gave a rare affirmation.

"However, this kid's identity is too troublesome. He is simply a disaster star. If it spreads out, no one will be able to sit still."

"Hey, if the Guangming Palace knew which clan this kid came from, I don't know how it would feel!"

"Hahaha, I might go crazy!" the yellow-robed old man laughed.

"Wu Tianhen seems to value this kid very much, maybe even the position of Palace Master will be passed on to him in the future." The gray-robed old man said suddenly.

The yellow-robed old man's old face trembled slightly, and he shook his head.

"This is very wrong. If this kid is really allowed to be the Palace Master, maybe he really dares to collect tickets here!"

The old man in gray robe was stunned, and nodded immediately: "He can do this kind of thing."

"It would have been nice if he had been sent to the Hall of Light back then. With this kid's talent..."

"Never mind him, turn around and let him out quickly, and harm whoever you love!"

The two old men looked at each other, and suddenly, they laughed at the same time, as if they had thought of something.

"Hahaha……"

Immediately afterwards, a burst of hearty laughter resounded in front of the Holy Fire Tomb.

……

Firecracker, Medicine King Hall!
Inside the crystal container, the light red liquid was bubbling, and Mr. Donkey curled up inside like a little puppy with his eyes closed, sinking up and down.

Wang Xuanzang sat beside him with a dignified expression.

"The Grand Priest..."

At this moment, Wang Qiong walked in.

Wang Xuanzang raised his eyes and stared blankly for a moment: "Good boy, it seems that this time the harvest is good."

"How is Master Donkey?" Wang Qiong asked with concern.

Hearing the words, Wang Xuanzang shuddered, as if he was holding his breath, and immediately said in a deep voice: "You hurry up and take this guy away with me, and don't let me see him again."

"What's the matter?" Wang Qiong was stunned and asked immediately.

"Damn it, I woke up a long time ago, let me pretend to be dead, and sneaked into the elixir storehouse yesterday, eating those treasured elixirs as snacks, I'm ignoring his ancestors!" Wang Xuanzang yelled.

If it wasn't for the relationship between Lord Donkey and Wang Qiong, he would have strangled him to death long ago.

"Huh???" Wang Qiong was stunned, a little dazed.

He stepped forward to check it out, and it was as if Mr. Donkey was dead, his breath seemed to be gone, and his life fluctuations were extremely weak, like a candle in the wind, as if it would go out at any moment.

"Grand Priest, I'm afraid this is a misunderstanding!" Wang Qiong couldn't help but said.

"I misunderstood his mother!" Wang Xuanzang gritted his teeth, and took out a piece of Purple Jade Ginseng King from behind, which was still half eaten.

"Thousand-year-old purple jade ginseng king, when a carrot is eaten raw, is it a human thing to step on a horse?"

"This……"

Wang Qiong showed suspicion. Such a wicked thing is like him... no, it's like what Master Donkey did.

Especially the row of clear teeth marks on the Purple Jade Ginseng King seemed to match the donkey master's mouth.

After all, besides the donkey, who else is that big?

"Grand Priest, it's better to investigate this matter more clearly." Wang Qiong curled his lips and said.

"I'm going to investigate its mother. It's fine to just eat some of this stuff, and even eat and take it. Is this a human thing? It's so wicked and smokes!"

Wang Xuanzang would explode with anger, how much can a donkey eat?The most hateful thing is that it is still packed after eating!
For such behavior, even with Wang Xuanzang's self-cultivation, he couldn't help but yell at him.

If it wasn't for the relationship with Wang Qiong!

If it weren't for this product, it would be able to activate the power of the Holy Fire Tomb!
Wang Xuanzang had already peeled off the donkey's skin and boiled donkey-hide gelatin. The meat was chopped up and used for fire!
"This……"

Wang Qiong looked at Mr. Donkey again, who was like a dead donkey. Now he faintly believed that this was indeed something like Mr. Donkey did.

"Grand Priest, how much did it take?" Wang Qiong asked cautiously.

To be honest, he was moved by the elixir storage at the headquarters of the Guangming Academy.

"Half!" Wang Xuanzang shouted angrily, jumping up against the table.

"What the hell?" Wang Qiong was stunned.

This riding horse is too dark!

(End of this chapter)