The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

Three days passed quietly in the Huangfeng Palace, while only one day passed in the cave world and the outside world.

"That mysterious rune is really profound. Just by understanding one, my formation speed has at least doubled, and the power of the formation has also increased by nearly doubled!"

In the red world under the magma, Mo Lingqing stood up.

The formation patterns and restrictions contained in the mysterious rune are extremely profound. It took her two days to fully comprehend them.

As the saying goes, once you understand one, you will understand a hundred. Now she looks at the formations she learned before and finds them extremely simple!

But this terrifying improvement can only happen once, even if she learns other mysterious runes later, there will be no such improvement.

If she wants to make another breakthrough in the attainment of formations, she can only rely on her own perception or observe more profound restriction runes.

Raising his left hand, the scar left by the rune mark on his palm had completely disappeared. He pinched his fingers, and in less than a second, a golden rune appeared. As the light flowed, a golden light shield enveloped him!

With a flick of his right hand, a blood-colored thorn whip flew out, and then a burst of blood light attacked him!

Under the huge shock, the golden light shield just trembled endlessly, without any cracks or collapse.

"Really strong!" Mo Lingqing dispersed the rune with some excitement in his heart.

"My strength is about 50% higher than that of an ordinary late Yuandan. Although it was not a full-strength attack just now, it also has the power of an ordinary late Yuandan full-strength attack."

"Such a powerful force can't break the defensive barrier constructed by this rune. If this rune can be branded on my bone shield..."

Thinking of this, Mo Lingqing's murderous intent was burning in his heart!

She only had one bone shield left. At her peak, she had nine!

And if there is no Yuandan beast bone for the bone shield, human bone is also a very good material!

The Hundred Souls Banner still needs a lot of souls to be refined into evil spirits, the Bone Shield also needs bones, and the Thorn Blood Whip also needs blood essence to repair and refine...

And her flying magic weapon, the skull!

Her fingers trembled slightly, and her phoenix eyes narrowed and looked up at the magma in the sky: "Xu Guangzhen... the guy who plays with swords..."

Took a deep breath to suppress the gradually boiling murderous intent, turned his head and looked at Zhang Qiulin in the distance: "This village master's sword."

Zhang Qiulin was still repairing Mo Lingqing's blood-colored spiritual sword with sweat on his forehead: "The three have been repaired, and this one will take another two hours. I, I have been repairing it with all my strength. The material of the master's spiritual sword is special, I..."

"No hurry, it must be repaired perfectly." Mo Lingqing said and walked towards Wang Que who was eating barbecue.

Wang Que had been looking at Mo Lingqing. Seeing her coming, he lowered his head and picked up a skewer of barbecue: "Village Master, would you like one?"

Mo Lingqing didn't say anything. She grabbed Wang Que's shoulder and stepped on the skull and flew away...

Not long after, more than 8,000 meters away, Mo Lingqing looked up at the strange fruit that was rooted in the magma and grew upside down.

The appearance of the fruit was like a cracked stone, and the cracks were emitting a fiery red light all the time.

"Village Master, is this the fire spirit fruit that Yi Fanchen said? This thing can actually take root in the magma!"

Mo Lingqing raised his right hand, and the thorny whip spread rapidly to wrap around the fire spirit fruit and uprooted it and brought it back.

As they got closer, Wang Que could feel the fire spirit fruit releasing blazing heat.

Mo Lingqing moved his fingers slightly, the vines fell, and the fire spirit fruit floated in the air. A rough glance showed that there were about forty of them.

With the power of the soul moving, thirty of them were directly put into the storage ring.

Then a cold voice sounded: "These dozen are yours."

Wang Que blinked his eyes: "Okay!" His tone was excited!

The skull was emitting a faint black mist and rushed away. Half a day later, Mo Lingqing carried the skull back to the previous place.

After half a day, the income of fire spirit fruit was very high. As for how much, no one knew, but Wang Que laughed halfway until he couldn't laugh anymore........

There are fire spirit fruits at the crater, but the quality is not as high as that under the magma.

The fire spirit fruits in the crater are fought over, but the fire spirit fruits under the magma... almost no one cares about them.

After so many days, Mo Lingqing has only seen Yi Fanchen once, and Yi Fanchen has been here for more than 30 days and has only seen Mo Lingqing and others once. It can be seen that there are very few people who have discovered the secrets of the fifth floor.

However, it is normal that ordinary people cannot find it. This fifth layer corresponds to the middle stage of Yuan Dan. The magma here can cause damage to the late stage of Yuan Dan. Generally, the middle stage of Yuan Dan dare not try it easily.

As for the late stage of Yuan Dan, their goal is the sixth and seventh layers. How can they stay on the fifth layer for a long time?

Somewhere in the erupting crater, Zhang Tieling, who was covered with wounds, tore off a root vine with three fire spirit fruits to avoid the magma fire.The rain flew out.

He put two Fire Spirit Fruits into the storage ring, and held the third Fire Spirit Fruit with a red glow in one hand and pressed it on the huge knife wound on his chest!

A hissing sound sounded, white smoke came out, Zhang Tieling clenched his teeth, and blood oozes out from between his teeth.

He pressed the Fire Spirit Fruit and slowly rolled it on his wound!

The wound burned by the scorching temperature rolled back and turned black, but the bleeding stopped a lot.

After a dozen breaths, Zhang Tieling took away the Fire Spirit Fruit with sweat on his forehead. With a single hand, the cracked stone-like skin of the Fire Spirit Fruit fell off, revealing the glowing red flesh inside!

At this moment, the temperature emitted by the flesh was so high that the air around the flesh was burned and misty, and it looked like space was distorted.

But this is not a distortion of space, but a special scene caused by uneven refraction of light after atomization.

The fruit flesh was pulled into threads by the spiritual power, and the threads of fruit flesh kept flying up and down around Zhang Tieling.

After a while, the fruit flesh turned deep red, and there was not much temperature on it.

He opened his mouth and swallowed all the fruit flesh into his stomach.

After a few breaths, Zhang Tieling's pale face turned red, and then his whole spirit and energy improved a lot.

After all, this is the fifth-level heaven and earth spiritual fruit, this thing is a great tonic!

He raised his head and looked at the hurricane that connected the sky and the earth in the sky. That was the way to the sixth level.

Looking back, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Zhou Zuoxun and his men had been chasing him for almost half a month. If it weren't for his superb means and trump card, he might have been killed a few days ago!

He urged the big knife under his feet to avoid the magma fire rain, and kept a certain speed to fly towards the hurricane vortex.

Just after flying a few hundred meters, Zhang Tieling suddenly lowered his body, and the whole person fell to the ground with the big knife under his feet.

As he lowered his head, a blood-colored spirit sword instantly passed over his head, lifting two strands of hair!

After spinning and falling for more than ten meters, Zhang Tieling's two-meter-long giant sword appeared and looked not far away. There, a blood-robed figure stepped on a huge skull.

In the skull, Wang Que and Zhang Qiulin, who was covered with stitched wounds, stood inside.

As they got closer, Zhang Tieling narrowed his eyes, gripped the hilt of the sword and looked at the hideous evil ghost mask: "Blood, demon, woman."

Under the evil ghost mask, Mo Lingqing's delicate and charming red lips opened slightly: "You are already seeking death by calling me by my name."