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The white flames of the ghost country stirred, wrapping around half of Yin Xie's pale palm, burning and refining it.
However, there is something evil in the broken palm. Blood is constantly flowing from the wound cut by the Immortal Demonic Sword, and the evil energy comes out along with it. It competes with the white flames of the bone fire, making a hissing sound. Every drop of blood is burned, and the flames are in the flower.
There will be a sharp and short cry, as if there is an evil spirit in it.
Moreover, on the back of the broken palm, the incomplete blood lines will occasionally shine, connecting with the secret power, which is extremely weird and continues to resist the burning of the bone fire.
Refining seems to be very difficult. At this time, Zhu Jiu's soul has not recovered and cannot activate the Ghost Palace to operate at full capacity. Seeing that the wound on the severed palm is like a spring, blood is continuously flowing out. It seems that there is nothing that can be done for a while.
Amputate the residual hand.
Zhu Jiu was worried that if something unexpected happened if he continued to stay in this chaotic place, the divine light on his forehead flickered and he put away the ghost kingdom. The broken palm was still wrapped in white flames and continued to be refined.
Zhu Jiu then left and walked outside. The cave was extremely cold and dark, and from time to time the roars and barks of underground creatures could be heard.
After Zhu Jiu took the ghost-eating furnace back then, the trial cave erupted with yin energy like a sea, completely turning into a yin-yin earth vein, which looked particularly terrifying and gloomy.
Although Zhu Jiu's soul was completely absorbed by the Immortal Demonic Sword, he was not seriously injured. He was eager to go deep when he came in. He ignored other things, so he was not in a hurry when he went out. While walking, he activated the flow of mana in his body and used part of his consciousness to check the road and take precautions.
On alert, the main consciousness goes deep into the sea of consciousness, warms the soul, and slowly recovers.
After a moment, he sensed that his soul had recovered slightly, and summoned the ghost dragon to devour the ghosts and evil spirits or underground creatures seen along the way.
The ghost dragon appeared to be more than ten meters long. Zhu Jiu jumped on top of it, stood firmly, and walked with his feet on the dragon.
Considering that the ghost dragon is about to advance, it is necessary to devour more ghosts and accumulate Yin power. Zhu Jiu raised his hand and flicked it, and there was a glow of mana flickering at his fingertips. It brightened instantly. He separated from his fingertips and spread his palms. The light was on it.
The upper part of the palm rises and falls. A silver mana thread spreads out from it, spreading independently, containing spirituality, like a wisp of starlight intertwined, gradually prospering.
After a few breaths of time, this magical silver thread coiled on its own, and finally formed a ball of dense silver light. The light of runes flashed, and in the dark cave, it seemed like a star suddenly shone.
What Zhu Jiu was casting at this moment was a small spell called 'Calling Ghosts and Summoning Yin', which could attract ghosts of the second level and above with strong Yin power, gathering them together for easy capture.
In recent years, Zhu Jiu has deepened his understanding of the practice together. Not long ago, he officially broke into the realm of the true spirit of the magic, which is one level deeper than the spirit of the magic. At this time, he used such a small skill at his fingertips and successfully concluded the magic in an instant.
A ball of light with lines that summons ghosts.
This ghost-summoning magic ball was suspended above the forehead of the ghost dragon. As it moved forward, it kept emitting a mysterious whimper. The sound was low and faint, appearing and disappearing, but its diffusivity was extremely good, spreading far away.
When humans hear this kind of sound, they feel like the cry of a ghost, and they feel frightened and avoid it. However, it is very attractive to ghosts.
Not long after, ghosts in the underground cave picked up this sound, and ghosts began to sneak up around the ghost dragon. Most of them were second- and third-level Yin spirits.
The ghost dragon is still polite, opens its big mouth, forms a vortex, emits strong suction, wraps up these ghosts and devours them.
This guy is on the verge of advancing, and he is devouring it extremely ferociously. The main tendons of the golden divine chain in his body are constantly pulsing, emitting crisp mysterious sounds of secret power. Purple mist rises around his body, which shows that he is absorbing the swallowed ghosts and accumulating Yin Qi.
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Zhu Jiu stood on the ghost dragon's head, chuckled, and let the guy walk on his own, sinking his main thoughts into the sea of consciousness, closing his eyes slightly, and trying his best to restore his soul.
Time flies, and no one knows how long it has passed. The ghost dragon covets the rich Yin Qi and abundant 'food' in the cave. Zhu Jiu does not restrict its range of movement, so it wanders around in the cave, running rampant, constantly devouring ghosts, and surrounding it.
The lingering purple mist becomes thicker, containing so much Yin energy that it cannot be dissolved.
The trial cave here is extremely wide, with no boundaries both horizontally and vertically. It is like a small underground world, full of dangers, and bottomless pits appear from time to time while walking.
It is deep inside, like a devil's mouth. Some pits are huge in diameter, several miles or even ten miles in diameter. Deep down in the pits, mist rises and falls from time to time like the rising tide of sea water, hiding endless mysteries and dangers.
While walking, you will encounter evil spirits and many cave-dwelling abyss creatures from time to time. The danger is not small.
Moreover, although this cave is owned by Abyss, it is also open to the public. Not all Abyss disciples come for the trial. Some other sects or even aristocratic families with a long history of practice can pay a price to send their disciples here for training.
Practice.
Nowadays, Zhu Jiufa's power is getting stronger and stronger, almost overwhelming the younger generation, but in this trial cave, he dare not say that he is unscrupulous.
The ghost dragon was carrying Zhu Jiu around, and then he came to a cave forest.
Although they are underground and are not nourished by sunlight, rain and dew, these secluded plants are still growing vigorously after surviving for countless years. There are trees so majestic that they need more than a dozen people to hug them. They are as high as a hundred feet. The crown of the tree blooms with a dark blue light, like a round tree.
The demon moon was lifted up in the underground world, and the bark of the tree suddenly stood up, looking as blue as an old dragon with its scales reversed, which was extremely astonishing.
At the top of the tree crown, there are sometimes ferocious creatures that are good at flying lurking. Peering under the trees, once a suitable prey passes by, they will immediately swoop down fiercely, as fast as lightning, and kill with one strike.
Throughout the cave, dangers emerge one after another, and similar dangerous situations abound.
Zhu Jiu closed his eyes and stood on top of the ghost dragon's head. Even if the ghost dragon was there to defend him at any time, there was no danger warning in the trace of thoughts he had left outside his body, so he kept calm and nourished his soul.
In his consciousness, he once again entered some mysterious spiritual realm of cultivation. It was as if a phantom condensed by spiritual thoughts was pulled away from his body, showing another perspective. He was high above, looking down at everything, seeing everything, and peeping at everything.
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This Dao is formed by the power of the soul. It is a phantom that is separated from the body. It has no redundant thoughts and consciousness such as emotional ups and downs. It is naturally powerful and close to the Dao. Once it appears, it immediately connects with the Dao sea, and the mysterious force flows, and the rhythm of heaven and earth is trickled.
A trickle of water nourishes Zhu Jiu's dry and weak soul, and the process is mysterious.
During the practice, Zhu Jiu was immersed in the practice of consciousness, scrutinizing the sea of Tao, appreciating the spiritual wonders, bathing in mysteries, intuitively feeling happy both physically and mentally, and even the magic power around his body was lively, flowing autonomously, and growing slowly.
Suddenly, there was a faint warning sign in his heart, and the sound of fighting entered his ears. Zhu Jiu's consciousness converged, his soul revived, and he opened his eyes. It was like two magic lamps were lit in the darkness, and electricity was generated in the void. Like a god awakening, there were wind and thunder in his eyes.
, the runes flowed, and the momentum was astonishing.
The ghost dragon stopped at his feet, and Zhu Jiu looked around. Although there were giant blue-light trees growing in the underground forest, they were not as good as those on the ground. There were huge gaps between the vegetation.
There is a very open area ahead, several miles wide, with occasional stones standing in various shapes.
More than a hundred meters away, in an open space, someone was fighting fiercely. The power of magic was raging and explosions were heard frequently. No wonder the warning signal in the spiritual mind was faint.
There are more than ten people on both sides of the battle, one of which has only three people, two young men, nearly thirty years old, with fifth-level first-level cultivation, and the remaining one is slightly older, less than forty, with peak fifth-level mana fluctuations.
The three of them all wore silver robes with star patterns inlaid on them, as if they were trying to bring the stars to their robes. This is the standard dress of the Mingyue Xingchen Sect, the four major branches of the Abyss.
They were being besieged, and there were eight people on the other side, all dressed in messy colors. Some were wearing Abyss disciples' clothes, and some were wearing messy clothes. They should be people from a certain sect or a family of practitioners who spent a lot of money to send them in for trials.
Zhu Jiu frowned slightly when he saw this scene. Although the disciples within the sect could not help but kill each other, they were unanimous in dealing with the outside world. How come there are still people here joining forces with outsiders to intercept and kill the disciples of this sect.
However, such fighting happened every day. Zhu Jiu was cold-tempered and had no intention of taking action. He watched from a distance for a few times, then sent a call to the ghost dragon and turned around to leave.
The ghost dragon slightly changed its direction, slapped its giant tail on the ground, and rolled away at an extremely fast speed. However, before it had gone more than ten meters away, there was a sudden explosion of wind and thunder, and a huge pressure came down from above, preventing Zhu Jiu from leaving.