Rebirth cannon fodder counterattack

Chapter 288

"No, no, no, I can't take it anymore!" The Demon King was so uncomfortable being licked by the Dark Demon Fire, he began to jump up and down in the Dark Demon Realm uncontrollably.

Bai Mo still had a question in his heart. Seeing that the Demon King seemed to be unable to take it anymore and wanted to leave, he hurriedly asked, "Your Majesty, what special thing is there in the depths of the Dark Demon Realm? Did that senior say anything about it?"

The Demon King thought for a while and said, "There shouldn't be anything special about it. This black demon realm is originally for the demons to cultivate diligently. The deeper you go, the purer the demon fire will be. But I don't know if there is anything special about the deepest part. , He didn’t say anything at the time. He retreated here for a hundred years before coming out, and later defeated the Demon King at that time and took his place.”

"Then where did he go after that?" Bai Mo asked doubtfully, "Aren't you afraid that I will practice better than you here too?"

The Demon King shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, no matter how powerful you are, you can't ascend, just like him, dying of old age in the Demon King's Palace."

He is relieved, or he can see it openly, rights are like floating clouds, and in the end he will not live forever, everything is in vain.Bai Mo suddenly felt a burst of sadness for the monks in the Mingkong Realm, as well as herself.Obviously what he was pursuing was the Dao of Longevity, but in the end he found out that even if he reached the stage of crossing the catastrophe, he still couldn't ascend.It's not because I didn't work hard, but because of God's will.

No, she must discover this secret, and must solve the problem of monks in the Mingkong Realm!I remember that since she was 11 years old, she has made up her mind to move forward step by step on the Avenue of Longevity.Not only her, presumably all the monks have struggled for hundreds of years, and countless lives and deaths have relied on such a goal to survive with difficulty.Otherwise, with their abilities, wouldn't it be just as chic to live in the mortal world for hundreds of years and become rich and prosperous?Since I gave up such a comfortable life and chose to go against the sky, I can't be overwhelmed by such a will of God!
The Demon King couldn't stay any longer and withdrew from the Dark Demon Realm.But Bai Mo strengthened his confidence and walked cautiously to the depths.The flames in front are getting denser, and the black fire core is getting bigger and bigger, and the red flames on the outer edge are getting thinner and thinner. The dense magic energy is no longer a trace, but like a torrent, it is scouring and wreaking havoc within the body, but it continues to grow her cultivation.

In the end, the flames were completely in his sight, and there was no other space left. Bai Mo simply closed his eyes, sensing the beating of the flames, and walked forward.After walking for an unknown amount of time, his heart suddenly froze, and the flames in front of him suddenly disappeared, leaving only a cluster of pure black flames half the height of a person burning quietly on the ground.

Bai Mo is very familiar with the breath of this flame, it is the same as the black magic fire she found in the mountain belly that day, it belongs to the ancient magic fire.

As if there was an invisible call, Bai Mo opened his eyes, looking at the cluster of flames, he couldn't move his eyes away.Just like a beggar seeing a chicken leg, a cultivator seeing a panacea, under such an irresistible temptation, Bai Mo walked step by step into the flames.The moment her fingertips came into contact with the Black Demon Flame, countless information suddenly flooded into her sea of ​​consciousness, but when she completely entered the flame, it faded away like a tide and disappeared.

Very mysterious feeling.At this time, Bai Mo felt that he was no longer a body of flesh and blood, but the cluster of black magic fire from before, which merged with this ancient magic fire, and was extremely happy.There is no feeling of the body, it is very relaxed, Bai Mo only feels that his heart seems to have flown into the sky, all the troubles or worries have disappeared, leaving only comfort and freedom, eternal life.

But at this moment, Jin Jin, who was far away from the Demon Realm, suddenly became restless.In the past two days, he has been sensing Bai Mo's position. Although it feels very vague when the distance is far away, at least he feels that the connection is still there.But just now, he sensed again and found that the connection with Bai Mo was suddenly broken. No matter how hard he tried, he didn't feel it at all.

This situation is like pouring a basin of ice water on his head in winter, making him completely cold from head to toe.Generally speaking, if the contact is cut off suddenly, one may be that the other party actively cut off the contact, and the other may be that the other party's spiritual consciousness is gone...

Qin Fei'er saw Jin Jin's instantly pale face, and said worriedly: "How is it, Xi Chuan, have you found her yet?"

"No, the connection is broken..." After a long pause, Jin Jin said again: "Maybe my sense is wrong, or it's too far away, wait for me to try again..."

"Don't worry, let's try again, even if we can't get in touch, it's okay, maybe she went to some barrier that cuts off contact!" Qin Fei'er comforted.

However, Bai Mo, who was in the flames, was completely unaware of the worries of outsiders. At this moment, she sat cross-legged in the flames, and closed her eyes comfortably.If there are people around at this time, you can see the figure of a woman sitting cross-legged in the black heart of the fire, which becomes a little illusory in the swallowing and puffing of the flames, and sometimes visually distorts as the flames burn.However, what cannot be ignored is that within the black flame, there is a trace of bright luster, which slowly gathers into the body sitting cross-legged along the center of the flame.

Drunken dreams, floating life, a hundred years in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)