Ling Luoyu specializes in the power of fire spirit. His elixir fire is much more powerful than that of ordinary monks. Although he is only at the golden elixir stage, his elixir fire is even stronger than that of ordinary Yuanying stage monks.
The fire is no less impressive.
In the past, whether it was refining spells or magical weapons, Ling Luoyu had never encountered any materials that his own elixir fire could not melt.
But now, Ling Luoyu was dumbfounded, really dumbfounded, when he was refining the wood that looked like a fire stick in front of him.
It's not because his elixir fire couldn't melt the wooden stick, but because the elixir fire he sprayed out suddenly disappeared without a trace before it even got close to the wooden stick, as if the elixir fire had never appeared.
, there is no trace of its existence at all.
"Could it be that this rotten wooden stick is like that mysterious turkey, capable of swallowing up all kinds of fire power!" Resisting the shock in his heart, Ling Luoyu opened his mouth and spurted out several more pill fires, and then released a ray of spirit.
Consciousness attached to one of the balls of elixir fire, and began to slowly approach the rotten wooden stick.
Just when those balls of pill fire were about to approach the rotten wooden stick, Ling Luoyu suddenly felt the rotten wooden stick tremble slightly, and the space seemed to suddenly tremble, followed by an extremely powerful suction force.
Come on, the spiritual consciousness attached to the pill fire seemed to have suddenly lost contact with Ling Luoyu.
It seemed to be extremely fast, and it seemed to be extremely slow. It seemed like a long time had passed, but it seemed like it was just an instant. Amidst these contradictory feelings, Ling Luoyu suddenly seemed to be able to sense the spiritual consciousness again.
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"Where is this?" Ling Luoyu felt as if he was in chaos. In the endless chaos, there seemed to be countless colorful lines mixed in. Every movement of these lines seemed so mysterious, as if
Full of endless mysteries.
Especially those light red lines in it, Ling Luoyu felt particularly friendly.
As those lines of different colors kept moving, the entire chaotic space began to slowly change. The sky gradually became clearer, while the turbid air slowly accumulated, and the outline of a world slowly began to appear.
Various lines began to slowly come together according to different colors.
What Ling Luoyu felt most familiar with were those light red lines. Of course, his attention was mainly focused on that side, but in the blink of an eye, Ling Luoyu was stunned.
In front of his eyes, those light red lines finally gathered together to form an egg and a stick. Those two things looked so familiar.
Suddenly, the whole world exploded like this, as if it was divided into countless layers that overlapped one after another, and the things made of lines of various colors scattered everywhere at that moment.
Come and disappear without a trace.
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"Master! Master!" A hurried call came, and Ling Luoyu's vision suddenly went dark. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was back in the broken house again.
No matter how hard Ling Luoyu sensed it, he was nowhere to be seen.
"Master! I hope you're fine. You have been sitting here motionless for five days. It would be fine if you were practicing, but Master, you are clearly in front of me, but Pan Wu can't feel Master's breath at all!
Pan Wu is really afraid that something will happen to you, young master!" Looking at Pan Wu with a concerned face in front of him, Ling Luoyu could only smile bitterly.
"Have five days passed so quickly? Why do I seem to feel that everything that happened was just a moment!" Everything I saw before, although with Ling Luoyu's current strength, I simply don't understand what it is.
What scenes, but Ling Luoyu can be sure that they are definitely something extraordinary!
"It's okay, Pan Wu, I'm practicing!" Ling Luoyu smiled softly. Although he felt a little regretful that Pan Wu accidentally pulled him out of that world, after all, Pan Wu was worried about him.
In this case, Ling Luoyu couldn't blame him.
"Master, a young man sent you a letter two days ago, and specified that you must open it yourself!" Pan Wu fumbled in his arms for a while, took out a letter, and handed it to Ling Luoyu respectfully.
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"The letter, this should be sent by Chen Junlong, there must be news about the Red Flame Sect!" Ling Luoyu carefully put away the mysterious stick, took the letter, opened it and took a closer look.
"What kind of tricks is this Chiyan Sect doing? More than a dozen of them have been staying in Qingxi Town, a hundred miles away! If you want to kill me, just come over if you have the guts! They've been staying there forever.
, what kind of mystery are you doing!" Ling Luoyu's eyes flashed with a sharp look.
"Master, you are facing off against the Red Flame Sect!" Pan Wu was startled and asked.
"That's right. By the way, didn't Chen Xiaopao go out to find out the news? Have you come back these days?" Ling Luoyu nodded and said.
"That little guy Chen Xiaopao hasn't come back since he went out a few days ago." After a pause, Pan Wu grinned again and said with a smile: "I've been holding back here for so long, and I haven't had a fight in a long time.
Okay, now I can finally play with the monks of the Scarlet Flame Sect and let them enjoy their time! This Scarlet Flame Sect seems to be the largest sect of cultivating immortals in Xiliang County! I hope the cultivation level is not too bad!"
Glancing at Pan Wu, Ling Luoyu said cautiously: "Pan Wu, you have to be careful yourself. This Scarlet Flame Sect is not small. It is said that there are even monks in the separation and union stage among them. Besides, with the monks
The battle between them is different from that of demon cultivators. You must be especially careful with their various magic weapons and magical powers, and be sure not to capsize in the gutter!"
"I understand, young master! Since the people from the Red Flame Sect are hundreds of miles away, they are already preparing to confront them. If they don't come, won't we kill them?" Pan Wu waved the casserole-sized pot.
fists, looking eager to try.
"That's what I have planned! Otherwise, Pan Wu, the two of us will kill each other tonight!" Ling Luoyu smiled softly.
"Tonight is the night. Master, it seems that you are a little tired too. Pan Wu won't disturb the master anymore!" Turning around, Pan Wu gently closed the door and ran to the yard to drink.
The spiritual consciousness suddenly disappeared. Ling Luoyu was really exhausted at this time. Even if he wanted to enter that strange space again, there was no time at all, so Ling Luoyu had to give up.
Slowly sitting cross-legged on the bed, Ling Luoyu began to meditate and adjust his breath, hoping to be in the best condition to face tonight's battle. Although Chen Junlong's news said that among the people from the Red Flame Sect,
The highest level of cultivation is only at the Dan-formation stage, but who knows if this news is true, or it is safer to keep one's strength at its best.