As the fire was pulled out of the shadow of the ghost fire, the huge green flame in front of him gradually shrank. After a moment, it turned into a small wisp of green flame and penetrated into the blue flame in Wang Hao's palm.
In the blue magma!
"This is the original fire of the Netherworld Ghost Fire. Don't underestimate its size. When it first took shape, it should have been as huge as half a mountain peak. However, after thousands of years of tempering by the earth, its size has become smaller and smaller. When it
Only when the volume is compressed to the size of a palm can a little fire spirit be formed, and at this time, it can truly be called a ghost fire!"
"You can imagine that if the terrifying energy absorbed for thousands of years is compressed into such a magma bar only the size of a thumb, if it completely explodes, the power will be devastating.
To put it politely, at that time, even a strong tribulation expert would definitely have only one end when faced with such a sudden burst of power..." Qilin Mo Feng stared at Wang Hao's palm.
The blue magma that looked like a worm whispered softly: "That is death!"
"Huh..." Wang Hao took a long breath, nodded silently, and carefully held the cyan magma bar. In his palm, due to the terrifying high temperature contained in the magma bar,
, causing the thick protective layer of vitality to melt away at a frightening speed. The latest chapter of the online game Bullet Scar.
"Next?" Wang Hao blinked and murmured.
"Swallow it..."
The phantom of Qilin Mo Feng trembled uncontrollably for a few times. There was still a tremor in the old voice trying to maintain calmness. The step Wang Hao was about to take now was the most dangerous step to swallow the ghost fire.
, no matter how hard a person's body is, the inside of the body is always the most vulnerable part. Within the human body, let alone the destructive power of alien fire, even if something gets into it, it can make a strong person.
You can't live, you can't die.
Hearing Qilin Mo Feng's words, Wang Hao tightly grasped the fire of the Netherworld Ghost Fire. His palm trembled a few times unnoticeably. He lowered his head slightly and stared at the slowly wriggling fire with his dark eyes.
, the clear black and white eyes flashed with struggle.
No matter how calm Wang Hao's temper is, when faced with this situation that is almost a matter of life and death, there is still a bit of fear and anxiety in his heart. This is no wonder for him. After all, what he is about to swallow is a person.
An extremely restless bomb. There is almost a great possibility that that bomb will blow up the body into ashes at the moment it is swallowed.
With Wang Hao's silence, the atmosphere in the cave gradually became quiet. The sultry air lingered in the cave, and then drilled out along some cracks.
Looking at Wang Hao's slightly twitching palm, Qilin Mo Feng also sighed softly. There was no disappointment on his face because of his hesitation, because he knew very well what his heart would be like at this moment.
Swinging!
Back then, he had encountered a kind of flame. He even sat stupidly holding the fire for nearly four hours. He felt more and more afraid under the abyss of fear. He didn't even have the courage to devour it!
Looking at the struggling young man holding the fire, Qilin Mo Feng also remained silent and did not say any words of comfort, because devouring flames inherently carries great risks!
According to rough calculations, Wang Hao's success rate of swallowing is about 10%, but even so... the risk involved is still not small. It can even be said that swallowing ghost fire is simply a kind of
An act of betting on luck. If you are lucky, you will travel for nine days and look down at the heaven and earth. If you are not lucky, you will turn into a handful of ashes and be buried with the loess!!!
Therefore, seeing Wang Hao's hesitation and struggle, Qilin Mo Feng did not say anything. He just stood aside quietly, waiting for his decision. However, he believed that the young man in front of him would not let him down. After getting along with him in the past few years,
, has allowed him to thoroughly understand the fierceness and stubbornness hidden in this young man's bones. Since entering the world of cultivation, Wang Hao has paid a lot, and now he has such an opportunity. With his temperament, he will definitely
Impossible to give up!
"Since you won't give up, then seize it. Life or death, the strong or the weak, you have to choose from now on." Qilin Mo Feng lowered his eyes slightly and murmured in his heart.
Time ticked by in silence. At a certain moment, the body of the young man who was sitting quietly suddenly trembled slightly. He took a long breath of warm air and raised his head slightly, revealing the profile of his face that had gradually lost its tenderness.
He turned his head, smiled slightly at Qilin Mo Feng, who remained silent on the side, raised the fire in his palm towards him, and said softly: "Old man, it's time to start!"
Hearing this, Qilin Mo Feng's old face showed a touch of relief and a soft smile, nodded slightly, and whispered: "I wish you success, believe in yourself, you will not fail."
"Haha, I have always been very confident in myself." Wang Hao's handsome face showed a bright smile, and the palm holding the fire slowly raised, and after a pause, he suddenly looked into the open mouth.
Throw it in.
The blue magma entered his mouth, and Wang Hao immediately closed his lips tightly. At the same time, his whole body trembled violently as if he was struck by lightning, and his face, which was still a little bloody, suddenly turned pale.
Holding back the bursts of searing pain emanating from his body, Wang Hao slowly closed his eyes and his mind gradually sank into his body.
His mind sank into his body, and suddenly, a foggy sensory interface appeared in Wang Hao's heart. At this time, among the many meridians in the body, the blue magma that had previously entered the body had differentiated into wisps of tiny blue flames.
, these cyan flames containing terrifying energy shuttle randomly through the meridians, and everything in front of them will be burned into nothingness by them in an instant.
As these cyan flames shuttled back and forth, although Wang Hao's meridians were protected by the Innate Nirvana Sutra and the Buddha's golden body, the terrifying high temperature still slowly penetrated in, although the residual temperature that penetrated was not what it was.
It's hot, but it is undoubtedly a devastating blow to the most fragile meridians of the human body!
Under these high temperatures, the originally spacious and tough veins have become twisted like those dried twists, looking extremely weird and terrifying.
Of course, the meridians were so distorted by the smoke, and the pain caused caused Wang Hao's body to continuously and indirectly cramp. His muscles were tense, and his veins were trembling like flesh worms.
, a pale face without any color at all.
In the meridians, green flames shuttled crazily. In just a few minutes, Wang Hao's body was almost completely destroyed. And, worst of all, Wang Hao found that when he was resisting the energy impact, his vitality was lost.
They have actually dried up, and there is no longer enough vitality to support their repairs.
Under the premise of being protected by the operation of vitality, Wang Hao's body was still left in such a state of near disability by the terrifying ghost fire. Once the vitality was exhausted, everything in Wang Hao's body, meridians, bones, heart, etc., would be destroyed.
It will almost be burned into nothingness by the ghostly fire in a very short period of time. By then, without these important organs that sustain life, Wang Hao will have no choice but to die.
The vitality quickly became thinner due to the burning of the ghostly fire. However, just when Wang Hao was about to be unable to hold on any longer, something warm and cool was stuffed into Wang Hao's palm. At the same time,
, Qilin Mo Feng's deep voice also sounded: "This is the core of the devil's heart. Take it, and then drive it to flow through the meridians in the body to improve each other's proficiency. After completing the operation, wrap the Netherworld with vitality.
Will-o'-the-wisp, drive it along the path of your samadhi true fire, and then devour it!"
Nodding slightly in his heart, Wang Hao had no time to wonder why Qilin Mo Feng had the core of the devil's heart. He quickly grabbed the cold thing, then squinted his eyes and put it against his lips. Suddenly, a coldness was enough to make the human body freeze.
A cold current flowed violently from his lips, and then penetrated into Wang Hao's body.
The bone-chilling cold current passed through his throat. Wang Hao seemed to feel that the section of his throat was condensed into ice balls. His whole body was trembling slightly, and his hair was covered with crystal strands of ice.
The cold current rushes all the way into the body, and then begins to flow in all directions along the meridians. Any meridians passed by this cold current will quickly be covered with a layer of milky white ice on the meridians and bones.
The coldness flowing into the body, the bone-chilling cold, just offset the blazing heat in the body due to the ghostly fire. The sudden feeling of comfort made Wang Hao breathe a sigh of relief, and his originally extremely pale complexion also improved a lot.
As the ice layer covered all parts of his body, Wang Hao's mind also began to make preliminary attempts to contact the wisp of ghostly fire that shuttled through the meridians. However, at the first contact, Wang Hao felt a headache. This kind of
Wild fire energy has extremely violent attributes. It is obviously not an easy task to pull a stubborn cow back and make it walk obediently.
After the control failed, Wang Hao did not give up, driving his mind and persistently trying to control this flame.
One failure, two failures, three failures...
After failing countless times, Wang Hao tried so hard that he was almost numb. His heart skipped a beat and he quickly calmed down. He was ecstatic to discover that the ghostly fire that wandered randomly through his meridians actually started to appear.
I started walking along the route led by my mind.
Upon noticing this situation, Wang Hao's spirit was immediately lifted. He quickly and carefully controlled this small ghost fire, and then slowly started to circulate along the meridians.
Among the meridians that are riddled with holes, a wisp of green flame flows slowly. Wherever it passes, it melts with the ice layer adhered to the walls of the meridians. A faint white mist lingers in the meridians for a moment.
Finally, the white air converted into some ice crystals, which stuck around to protect the meridians from being eroded by the flames.