In the depths of the boundless red mist in this crimson purgatory, a human-shaped object composed of Mars gradually began to appear. From the blur at the beginning, it slowly became clear bit by bit, and the human-shaped object
The size of the object also began to grow larger and larger from the size of an ordinary person. Until this moment, the human-shaped object actually seemed like a giant of about ten feet. In this sea of deep red color and red mist, it was so eye-catching.
Eyes and ears.
Not only that, there are actually a lot of sparks flying around, blending into the Martians formed by the little sparks, and there seems to be a growing trend, but even so, this crimson purgatory
The sparks in the red mist didn't seem to have decreased much at all, they were still so densely packed.
At the very core of this Martian, a young man dressed in white sat cross-legged, as if the old monk was in trance, and all around him, wisps of substantial light of various colors followed the young man's every breath.
Every part of a person's body slowly penetrated into his body. This young man was Ling Luoyu.
If anyone observes carefully, they will find that there seems to be a layer of light flowing on every part of Ling Luoyu's body. With every breath he takes, the faint flowing light on Ling Luoyu's body seems to be...
A little richer again!
Ling Luoyu's cultivation had been fully recovered not long after he started practicing. However, even after he had fully recovered, he had no intention of leaving immediately. With his strength as a mere ghost general, he had another fight with the Yingyue Tower.
After getting into a grudge and being hunted by him, it would be difficult for him to go out.
Strength, only strength is the most important!
In this crimson purgatory, the power of flames is so strong, it can be the best place for Ling Luoyu to practice! Now that he knows that his strength is not good, and he has such a favorable location, Ling Luoyu will certainly not give up such an excellent opportunity to practice!
Although Ling Luoyu still hopes that he can find Qiao'er quickly, but his strength is so vulnerable in this ghost world, even if Ling Luoyu is anxious, there is no other better way!
A sharpened knife will keep you from chopping wood. This is what a wise sage from Ling Luoyu's hometown Mu said. Only if you have stronger cultivation can you find Qiao'er more easily. Ling Luoyu now wants to
All you have to do is sharpen your knife as brightly as possible!
There are no armors in the mountains, and there is no sun and moon in cultivation. When a cultivator enters samadhi once, hundreds and thousands of years may be just a snap of the fingers. Ling Luoyu has no idea how long he has been cultivating. He only knows that when he first started cultivating, that
The fourth meridian has just begun. But now, the fourth meridian can be said to be completely golden, almost complete, but it is only close. The last distance of that meridian, no matter what
Ling Luoyu tried so hard, but he still couldn't completely refine it!
"I was just a ghost soldier and a ghost general before. If my fourth meridian is fully developed, it should be equivalent to the ghost general's cultivation, and my strength should be almost the same as that of the ghost commander!" I made some estimates!
After practicing for so long, Ling Luoyu discovered that his current strength was even worse than when he took the green pill. Based on this, he concluded that if he wanted to truly reach the strength of a ghost general, he would have to
The fourth meridian must be fully developed!
"As the practice progresses, the speed becomes slower and slower. Now my fourth meridian has never been successfully refined. It must be the so-called bottleneck! It is very difficult to break through the bottleneck with ordinary practice alone!" Ling
Luo Yu slowly opened his eyes and nodded thoughtfully.
"Boy Ling! You finally woke up. You have been practicing for fifty years!" Just as he opened his eyes, the voice of the First Emperor Ying Zheng sounded in his mind.
"Fifty years, is it so long? How come I only practiced for a while!" Ling Luoyu was slightly startled, smiled bitterly, and said.
"Boy Ling, stop talking nonsense and look around your body?" Ying Zheng's voice was extremely urgent, and there seemed to be some panic in his voice.
"What could make Ying Zheng, who always thinks highly of himself, panic?" Ling Luoyu was slightly surprised and looked at the place where he was now.
"What's going on? Why are there so many sparks?" It was okay not to look at it, but even Ling Luoyu was shocked when he saw it.
In Ling Luoyu's eyes, he couldn't see anything at all. Everything he looked up was densely packed with sparks. Countless stars were shining with various colors of light. They looked so gorgeous!
And he was at the very center of Mars, with a layer of faint colorful light that was almost close to him, isolating his body from the starlight in the sky. However, although the Fengyu Tianyi's defense against fire was strong,
It was outrageous, but at this time it was already a lot bleaker!
Without the obstruction of the colorful light emitted by Feng Yu Tianyi, the seemingly weak sparks could burn him to the ground in an instant without leaving any residue. Ling Luoyu absolutely believed this.
"It's like this now! What good way can I escape?" Ling Luoyu couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air, his mind was in chaos, and his whole body was cold from head to toe.
"Senior Ying Zheng, do you have any good ideas for this situation?" After pondering for a while, Ling Luoyu couldn't help but ask Ying Zheng for advice. After all, in terms of being well-informed and having various experiences in cultivation, Ling Luoyu
Even if you pat the horse, you can't catch up with Yingzheng.
"Boy Ling! I said before that if you want to practice quickly, you can refine and fuse the various fires between heaven and earth for your own use! But now..." Ying Zheng shook his head, sighed and said
: "The fire here is not only terrifying in quantity, but also ridiculously strong in level! Among the various colors of Mars, I only know a few types!"
"What kind of fires! Senior, please tell me!" Ling Luoyu couldn't help but ask.
"Look, the red sparks are the Xuantian Red Fire in the Immortal Realm, and the yellow ones are the Tiangang Extreme Fire... These types of flames are just the lowest-level fires among these sparks! But those are the only ones
Fire can make me a little scrupulous when I was in my heyday! Hey!" Ying Zheng casually introduced several types of fire to Ling Luoyu, and Ying Zheng sighed again.
"No matter how terrifying those fires are, as long as there is a chance, I will never let it go! Senior, why don't you tell me how I can do it so that I can have a chance of survival?" Ling Luoyu frowned tightly.