Chapter 259: Black flame
"Hehe...everything has its own body, how could you not?"
Mu Yun suddenly smiled and said: "Let me guess, your body should be... this ghostly spirit? This countless monsters in the Demon Abyss? Or this... the monster sealed at the bottom of the stone platform. !"
Mu Yun's face was cold, the purple fireball suddenly changed its speed, and it swiftly descended towards the ground under his feet, directly ramming away.
"stop!"
The shrill voice screamed, and suddenly a figure in a black robe appeared in front of the ground, holding up the purple fireball in both hands, and shouting in a deep voice: "Get out!"
With this low drink, the ground cracked every inch, and the purple fireball exploded.
However, the sky was full of black air and green fire spread, and the entire stone platform and the surrounding ground were not affected by the explosion at all.
Sure enough!
Seeing this scene, Mu Yun must have a smile on his face!
That black figure was shrouded in black robe, making it difficult to see its cheeks.
"Aren't you not showing up the figure of the Ghost Fire of Myriad Tribulations?" Looking at that figure, Mu Yun joked.
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
Wan Jie looked at Mu Yun coldly, and the killing intent in his eyes was self-evident.
"Heh, under this ground stone platform, I'm afraid there is some ulterior secret? Otherwise, how can you let a strong man beyond the soul altar level to suppress, and once suppressed, it will be ten thousand years!"
Mu Yun is not stupid. The Ten Thousand Tribulations Ghost Fire takes the Ten Thousand Ghosts Old Man as the battlefield. This stone platform is a huge formation!
"You are very clever, but unfortunately, the more you know, the faster you die."
Wan Ji's voice was cold, and he stepped out one step at a time.
boom......
A bang sounded, the ground cracked inch by inch, and in the hands of Ten Thousand Tribulations, a group of green flames rushed towards Mu Yun.
"Look at whether you are the powerful ghost fire of Myriad Tribulations, or my Zilian Demon Fire is powerful."
How could Mu Yun be defeated at this moment, the nine-tailed fire dragon exploded in a blast, and the nine dragon's tails were like a rainbow.
At this moment, it is a confrontation between the sky and fire. The winner will swallow the other side and become stronger. The loser can only be swallowed, merged, and disappeared into the world.
Myriad Tribulation ghosts are full of spirits, and there are a lot of ghost fires in my hand, nine groups of ghost fires, surrounding Myriad Tribulations, the scent of flames, glowing with gloomy cold.
This kind of coldness is not the sensation of the body, but the bottom of the heart. From the bottom of the heart, people feel a bit of coldness.
"Nine Dragons Yin!"
With a low drink, the nine purple fire lotus in Mu Yun's hand flew out in an instant, rushing away.
"Go away!"
In Wan Jie's hands, nine ghost fires exploded in an instant.
Rumble...
There was a popping sound, and Mu Yun let out a muffled snort, stepped back, and his face also became difficult to look.
This Ten Thousand Tribulations Ghost Fire is more powerful than the Purple Lotus Demon Fire.
This fire is not a huge power attack similar to the purple lotus demon fire, but a swoop of the spirit of the warrior.
However, this guy was extremely cautious and did not enter Mu Yun's soul lake at all. As long as he dared to enter the soul lake, Mu Yun could be quite sure that Zhu Xiantu would be able to kill him immediately.
But the hypothesis is beautiful, but the truth is cruel.
"Smelly boy, don't be delusional, I'm not that stupid. If you want to be swallowed by you like that purple lotus demon fire, you just wait to die!"
"Suffer to death?"
Mu Yun sneered and said: "I'm dead, and Zilian Demon Fire is also dead, you won't get anything!"
Mu Yun's words were not intimidation. He is the life consciousness of the Purple Lotus Demon Fire. If he dies, the Purple Lotus Demon Fire will come to an end and return to the world, unless another million years have passed. Accumulation can condense again.
"Dead? You are dead, Zilian Demon Fire is mine!"
Wan Ji sneered, the sea of fire spread, and strands of green flames went straight to Muyun.
"Humph!"
When things came to this moment, Mu Yun naturally couldn't admit defeat, snorted coldly, stepped out, the flames lingering beneath his feet, and his breath was violent.
Bang bang bang...
There were bursts of bangs, and the flames under Mu Yun's feet burned, rushing away.
The two sky fires completely collided at this moment.
咚咚咚...
The earth began to tremble, but at this moment, it was clear that neither of them was willing to take a step back.
Hum...
However, at this moment, suddenly, a buzzing sound rang out, and at the border of the Myriad Tribulations Ghost Fire and the Purple Lotus Demon Fire, purple and green intersect, and the flames turned into black with a sizzling sound.
The black flames gradually spread, and it spread towards Mu Yun and Wan Ji at the same time.
Black flame!
Seeing this scene, Mu Yun's expression changed, and he hurriedly wanted to withdraw.
But at this moment, at the intersection of the two flames, the adsorption power has increased by more than a hundredfold, so where can he withdraw.
On the other side, Wan Jie also showed a touch of astonishment on his face, he wanted to turn around, but... he couldn't do it at all!
"Mu Yun, what the **** are you doing?"
"What the **** am I doing? What the **** are you doing!"
Mu Yun said anxiously.
The mixture between the two sky fires actually gave birth to a purple flame, which is simply unheard of.
Even though Mu Yun was an immortal king in his previous life, he had never seen such a vision.
"How about you and I let go at the same time?"
"I want to let go, but I can't do it at all!"
Hearing Mu Yun's words, Na Wan Jie tried, his face turned pale, and he looked in front of him, completely dumbfounded.
Ruined!
Sure enough, it can't be broken!
"You bastard, what the **** did you do?" Wan Ji was furious, and he still felt that Mu Yun had done it.
"I......"
Mu Yun just wanted to explain, but the next moment, a buzzing sound rang in his mind, and everything, like a tide, surged into Mu Yun's mind.
"what......"
Suddenly, Na Wanjie let out a roar, covering his head with both hands, seeming to be quite painful.
His entire face seemed to be distorted because of pain.
Mu Yun was silly on the spot, watching everything.
Zhu Xiantu, who's messing up again?
"It's not you, bastard, if I die, I won't let you live."
Myriad Tribulation's expression was indifferent, and a word floated out, and the whole person became cold and anger rolled in his heart, and the green flames actually skyrocketed a bit.
It's just that the skyrocketing green flames have not yet grown up, they are completely engulfed by the black flames.
Gradually, the black flame rushed out, directly engulfing the entire figure of Ten Thousand Tribulations.
The screams gradually dissipated.
In the open ground, only Mu Yun with a stunned look, and the old man with ghosts stupid on the other side.
"What happened?"
The old man Wan Gui looked at Mu Yun dumbly and shouted.
It's just that Mu Yun just stood there motionless in dementia at the moment.
At this moment, in the soul lake of his mind, earth-shaking changes were taking place.
In my mind, two light groups were spinning at high speed, slowly forming.
One of the light balls, the size of a thumb, was purple, with a terrifying hot flame.
The other light group, the size of a mung bean, gleamed with a green face, glowing with an icy hot breath.
The two flames revolved at a high speed around the soul power the size of Muyun's water tank, and with the speed of rotation, they were getting faster and faster.
The soul power in Mu Yun's soul sea unexpectedly stirred uncontrollably.
The soul power seemed to be unable to help it, and wanted to join the rotation of the two light groups.
Gradually, the soul power entered the rotation. In the Muyun Soul Lake, the three light groups revolved, and during that continuous rotation, the soul power of Mu Yun showed a blowout explosion.
At first it was as big as a water tank, then it was as big as a basketball court, and then it turned out to be like a lake.
More importantly, the burst of soul power made Mu Yun's whole person radiant.
This time, it was not only an increase in the number of soul power, but also an increase in the essence of soul power.
If it is said that Mu Yun used the soul power to control the true essence before, and the power can explode one hundred thousand catties, then it is now a million catties, or even several million catties!
This is simply a big step, a leap forward.
Suddenly, Mu Yun opened his eyes, one eye was glowing with a weird purple, while the other eye was showing a strange green.
Cold and violent!
"It's done!"
Mu Yun said with joy.
"It's...it's it? Mu, what's it done?" Wan Gui said in a puzzled way.
"Haha...it's done, it's done! Skyfire is done, that's how it is, that's how it is!"
Mu Yun laughed loudly, and the old man looking at Wangui was frizzy.
Crazy, crazy, finished, this guy is crazy!
The old man Wan Gui looked at Mu Yun dumbfounded, his eyes full of horror.
This guy, shouldn't he be swallowed up by the tribulations of spiritual knowledge and consciousness, and become a tribulation to the world, right?
"Brother Mu, don't scare me, are you Wanjie or Muyun now?" The old man Wangui said in astonishment.
"What do you say?"
Mu Yun pointed his finger, and a green flame spurted out directly.
Click...
The green flame surrounded the entire stone platform, becoming stronger and stronger.
After a full day and night, a slight click sounded in the air, and the shackles tied to the old man of Wangui were directly disconnected.
"Haha...haha..."
The moment the shackles were disconnected, the old man of Wangui laughed loudly, jumped off the stone platform in one step, and rushed to Mu Yun's side. A big bear hugged him, almost breaking Mu Yun's ribs!
"Brother Mu, haha, brother Mu, I finally regained his freedom, finally regained his freedom!"
The old man Wan Gui had tears in his eyes, he laughed, his whole body was rising, his aura was rising.
The three thousand long hair behind that, dragging on the stone platform, looked very funny.
"Brother Wan!"
Mu Yun laughed, but his heart was distorted.
Ten thousand years ago, he was the old brother Mu, but after ten thousand years, he became the old brother Mu.
"Mu Yun, you kid, you are the master's apprentice, that is, my dead brother, this time we go out, who dares to provoke you, who I kill, when the time comes, the two of us will go to see the big brother Mu Yun together!"
Take Mu Yun to see Mu Yun!
How awkward Mu Yun listened, but now there is no way, he can only let Wan Wusheng shout like this.
After all, now, no matter how he told Wan Wusheng, he couldn't believe that he was dead and reborn in a young man named Mu Yun.
"Go, let's go out now and kill the puppies who are chasing you!"
The old man Wangui laughed loudly, pulling Mu Yun and wanted to go out.
"Wait, where are you now?"
Mu Yun was surprised and uncertain.
"Um, I have successfully cast all the nine levels of the soul altar before and made it into a fairyland. It is a pity that in the three thousand small worlds, the thief was conspired to calculate it. Now... the nine levels of the soul altar are still there, but it is a pity that they are all broken and incomplete!"
Damn it!
Hearing Wan Wusheng's words, Mu Yun couldn't wait to slap up.
What's the matter with you, the nine levels of soul altars are all there, but all of them are damaged, what's the difference between it and the absence of the soul altar?
Why are they here with a pig's nose and a green onion to pretend to be an elephant!
(Chapter One)
