The third stone wall depicts a majestic and majestic general sitting on a horse, holding a golden long sword in his arm.
Lin Zixuan stared at the image, and gradually, a picture seemed to appear in his mind. A general wearing silver armor stood on the top of the mountain, with horse hooves stamping on it, shocking tens of thousands of soldiers in front.
Chang Ge shone with golden light. He was so angry that he looked up to the sky and roared. There was a surging momentum from his body. No one among the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses dared to move forward.
At the same time, Jin Ge broke through the air, distorted the space, transformed into endless afterimages, and came towards Lin Zixuan.
"Cang!" Gold and iron collided, clanking, and in his sea of consciousness, a dark magic sword flashed out, and the sword intention circulated, and a dark sword curtain was born around him. Chang Ge fell into the dark mist, and was strangled by the infinite sword energy.
Broken inch by inch.
Little bits of metallic spiritual energy poured into the stone wall, causing it to shine with light. Lin Zixuan gathered his mind and walked towards the next stone wall.
Many people looked in this direction with expressions of surprise. It seemed that the guy took less than half an hour to comprehend the three stone walls?
But soon they calmed down and realized that enlightenment on the first three stone walls was not that difficult. As long as they had some talent, they could succeed.
"Boom!" In front of the eighth stone wall, the young man in blue exuded wisps of ice-attribute aura, and a terrible chill swept around. The temperature of the air dropped sharply. Many people opened their eyes and looked at the figure.
The eighth stone wall is blooming with crystal blue light.
Everyone's eyes showed envy. The disciples of the Northern Ice Spirit Sect have a well-deserved understanding and qualifications.
"Chen Yi, when you step into the blood soul, the position of the Holy Son belongs to you." Lan Binghua, a handsome young man beside him, encouraged him.
Lan Chenyi nodded in understanding, his talent was amazing and he was proud of it.
The fourth stone wall is a morning glow, the fifth stone wall is a starry sky, and the sixth stone wall is a sea of light. They all test the perception of the element of light. For Lin Zixuan, who has profound attainments, it is not difficult.
After staying for half an hour, Lin Zixuan opened his eyes, and the three stone walls bloomed with light one after another. His whole body shone with a faint golden glow. The true meaning of light in the stone walls allowed him to enter the stage of controlling the light element.
The seventh stone wall was engraved with a sea of magma, above which hung a fiery red scorching sun. Lin Zixuan penetrated his consciousness into the stone tablet, and an extremely hot breath spread over the surface. The terrible temperature made his skin turn red, and even his blood
All show signs of evaporation.
“What a terrifying temperature!”
Lin Zixuan's body trembled slightly, and he took a deep breath. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and a smile appeared on his lips. Since it was related to fire, then the flame god ring would absorb it, which would save him trouble.
A seven-colored divine ring appeared from the black and white blood species, hanging in the air, radiating a series of interlocking fiery red rings toward the vast sea of fire.
When the two came into contact, the sea of fire boiled completely, and the rolling magma heat wave twisted and rotated like a tornado, and then rushed toward the reflected aperture overwhelmingly. At this moment, the entire space was lit up by the red light emitted from the stone wall.
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"What's going on?!" Everyone panicked, opened their eyes one by one, and looked in the direction of Lin Zixuan.
Endless red light poured out from the stone wall and enveloped Lin Zixuan's body, making his skin red and flames burning in his flesh and blood.
"Is this a backlash from the flames??" At this time, a person spoke up. Lin Zixuan's situation at this time was really too shocking.
"The frog at the bottom of the well, he has understood the will of fire in the stone wall, and is now reborn from the fire." A fat monk patted his chest and vowed.
Everyone was half-convinced. If the flames backfired as the man said, it would be impossible not to smell the rotten smell of burning flesh and blood. However, since they were reborn from the fire, they really couldn't believe the fat man's lies.
"If you don't believe me, Su might as well make a bet with you. If this person is burned to death by the fierce flames, Su will pay you each a thousand spiritual stones. On the contrary, you can give me a hundred."
"The fat monk coughed a few times and gestured with his hands.
"Is this true?" A young man was full of doubts. He looked at Lin Zixuan and saw that the temperature around him became more and more terrifying, and the spiritual energy in his body became more and more disordered. He felt that under the erosion of such flames, Lin Zixuan was burned into ashes.
Ashes are a matter of time.
"Su swears with Taoism, if there is a lie, I will let everyone be cut into pieces." The fat monk said sincerely, patting his chest and promising.
"It's a bet!" The young man looked at the fat man, put a bag of spiritual stones into his hand, and walked away.
Everyone looked at each other, some moved forward, some retreated, and saw a man in a flaming robe standing up from the ninth stone wall and walking towards Su Fucai, his fiery red eyes filled with arrogance.
"Is he worthy of being reborn from the ashes?"
Hot sweat broke out on Su Fucai's forehead. He opened his mouth and hesitated: "Brother, do you want to bet?"
"In three breaths, tell me the news in front of me, or you will die!" Huo Zhu's eyes showed murderous intent. How could this humble fat man have the nerve to talk to him?
Su Fucai shuddered all over. He didn't know where he offended this murderous god, and then subconsciously ran away quickly.
Huo Zhu looked at Lin Zixuan, whose whole body was burning with flames, and narrowed his eyes slightly, then showed a cold smile. If this is the case, then let the flames burn more fiercely.
He stepped forward and looked at Lin Zixuan, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent. How brave was this young boy who actually used him as a stepping stone?
Raising his palm, Huo Zhu's body burned instantly, as if he had turned into a giant flame. He stepped out and blasted a terrifying palm print forward. With a bang, the flames all over Lin Zixuan burst out, spreading into the space into a fire storm, ravaging everything.
The people sitting on the seventh stone wall fled one after another and looked at the flaming young man with angry expressions. They dared not say anything in anger. The other people were stunned in place. How much hatred does that person have with the flaming young man to make him do this?
Adding insult to injury?
At this time, except for the person sitting on the ninth stone wall, everyone else woke up and stared blankly at what happened.
Yu Li was immersed in the realization of the stone wall and did not wake up. Everyone's eyes were filled with confusion and fear. Only Su Fucai clenched his fists tightly with hatred in his eyes.
"Brother Lin, you and I are friends. When I have the strength in the future, I will avenge you."
Time gradually passed, the flame storm returned to silence, and the figure in front of the seventh stone wall disappeared. Everyone sighed, lamenting the ruthless rule of the jungle.
"It's just trash, but it deserves to be reborn? It's really ridiculous." Huo Zhu sarcastically said, is such an ant worthy of competing with him?
Suddenly, a sharp gaze shot towards him, and Huo Zhu's gaze turned away, only to see a figure torn out of the void, its delicate face filled with endless anger.
He stretched out his palm, and a large handprint with the terrible ancient word "Fire" appeared in the air. He grabbed it downwards, ignoring any defense of the latter, and strangled him by the neck, and lifted him into the air, as if he just thought, "The Flame Youth"
He will die without a burial place.
Bright golden and fire-colored radiance surrounded Lin Zixuan, and the boundless big handprint in the void seemed to be burning not with flames, but with the flames of burning the world.
Huo Zhu's body was trembling crazily. This feeling of majesty faced by a subordinate facing a superior was so familiar, just like that day at the Wanhua event!
The people around them looked extremely horrified, and suddenly, in their ears, a voice of indifference as powerful as the power of heaven resounded throughout the entire space.
"I am not worthy of being a defeated general, but are you worthy?"