Chen Zimeng was about to say something, but Feng Ling continued: "What's more important is that you have refined Lian Fenghuo, and this sword is the inheritance of the Spell Sect. The inscription on it is the numerology of the nine of you! After you refine it, you will naturally engrave it on it, but ah, I can't understand your inscription numerology!"

Feng Ling beckoned, Lian Fenghuo appeared in his hand, the sword body was flipped, and the nine inscriptions arranged in sequence were aimed at Chen Zimeng, Chen Zimeng looked down, starting from the first one to the ninth, and looked extremely serious!

Then he noticed that the first inscription glowed slightly, and there was an indescribable charm in it.

The rest of the inscriptions are all dull, and the ninth inscription is even more blurry, and it looks very light on the sword body, and even sometimes if he doesn't pay attention, Chen Zimeng will ignore this inscription.

But a familiar feeling came, Chen Zimeng looked at the ninth inscription, as if looking at himself, Chen Zimeng felt very surprised, he didn't know what numerology was.

Looking at the rest of the inscriptions, Feng Ling said that it was the numerology seal carving of the other eight people, but Chen Zimeng didn't feel any breath, only a unique charm of mystery and mystery, as if there was something hidden.

Chen Zimeng guessed whether this would be related to the cultivation path of the Mantra Sect!

After muttering to himself for a long time, Chen Zimeng looked at Feng Ling, "So your role is to remind me?"

With a blank look, Feng Ling waved her two sleeves, "No, but because you are a disciple of the Spell Sect, the two of us are destined for each other!"

"I have a question, what about my senior brothers?" Chen Zimeng thought about it, according to Feng Ling's statement, Lian Fenghuo should have been the weapon of those selected disciples of the Curse Sect before, so what happened, Feng Ling would fall here with Lian Fenghuo because of the Nirvana Tribulation, and it was also placed on the top of the Seven Corners Mountain.

Above him, the eight disciples of the Mantra Sect, are they alive or dead, and if they are still alive, where will they be now?

"I don't know, some time before and during the Nirvana Tribulation, I had no memory at all, as if it had been erased, I didn't know what happened to the Nirvana Tribulation, and where they went, whether they were alive or dead. The only thing that can be determined is that after every Nirvana Tribulation, even the beacon fire will inexplicably follow me in silence somewhere, waiting for the next disciple of the Spell Sect to come!"

Slightly anxious, Feng Ling stood up and took a step forward, leaning down to look at Chen Zimeng, "You may not know, this time is my ninth Nirvana Tribulation, that is, the last one, I vaguely remember that someone seems to have said that the ninth disciple of the Curse Sect will be the last hope for one thing, that is, you seem to be going to accomplish something! Otherwise, there will be a great calamity to befall this world!"

Stunned, Chen Zimeng smiled dumbly, "What's the matter?"

Feng Ling shook her head, "I don't know!"

"Then what do you remember?" asked Chen Zimeng!

"I still remember that even the beacon fire is your spell sect inheritance, but you need to wait until you build the foundation to get it!"

"To build the foundation?"

"That's right, and it's a perfect foundation for the twelfth realm of Qi cultivation!" Feng Ling's answer was very affirmative, but Chen Zimeng didn't understand it very much!

"Isn't Qi Cultivation the Twelfth Realm?

Glancing meaningfully at Chen Zimeng, Feng Ling shook her body and walked away.

"I don't know the current situation in the cultivation realm, but your spell sect inheritance does require the cultivation of qi in the twelve realms to build a foundation, you practice slowly!"

After walking a short distance, he turned around, "According to the senior brothers I have observed you, the difficulties and dangers faced by the disciples of the Mantra Sect are deep in the sea, and your cultivation must be strong! The benefits brought by the Twelve Realms of Qi cultivation are very great. ”

"As for why there are so many disasters, I don't know, you should be unlucky, it just so happens that you are also known as the robber, this is your calamity!"

"Should rob people?" Chen Zimeng had a bad premonition that he might have come into contact with some incredible secrets!

"It's nothing, cultivation is against the sky, and it's normal for the sword to go sideways occasionally!" Feng Ling was very open-minded, although she didn't know what happened every time she was in a Nirvana Tribulation, it was just like falling asleep, and when she woke up, the world was different, and the disciples of the Spell Sect standing beside him were also changed!

However, Chen Zimeng also heard a burst of sadness from Feng Ling's words, and it seemed that some of the memory loss brought to her by Nirvana still made her very sad!

In the dark, what is engraved on the wheel of fate, no one can say who you will meet next!

Chen Zimeng thought to himself, but he couldn't sort out his thoughts, so he simply shook his head and raised his eyes to look at Feng Ling, "Let's talk about these later, now I'll go out first, I don't know what's going on in the outside world, I still have to compete!"

"This is your soul space, I only came here because of the particularity of Nirvana, everything here is under your control, you can go out at any time if you want to get out!"

"Is that so?" Chen Zimeng secretly stammered!

"The flying sword of the person outside was controlled by me, but for some special reasons, I can't do anything, you can do it yourself, do you need to destroy it?"

"I'll take care of it!What about you? What is your current state? Or are you dead!" Standing up slowly, Chen Zimeng planned to go out to solve Zhang Qiancheng, since he had become a descendant of the Curse Sect, it seemed that he couldn't change anything for the time being, so he accepted it first, and waited until he slowly understood these things in the future!

"You're just dead, I'm Nirvana, it's not like there was an accident, and I was swallowed by you, but I'm not suitable for appearing in front of people, wait until you solve the problem outside, choose a secluded place, and I'll go out again!" Feng Ling slowly swayed to a short distance, waved countless flowers, and soon formed a swing in front of her, which was very beautiful.

Feng Ling sat on the swing, swaying slightly.

Chen Zimeng nodded, his mind moved, and his mind instantly changed.

On the round platform, Zhang Qiancheng's face was full of horror, but the Wudao people pounced on him but they were shocked halfway.

On the other side, Ning Qin stabbed his flying sword at the stage, and Murong Yicang and Zhong Fei rushed to this side together.

Chen Zimeng's heart was hot, but then he looked in front of him, Zhang Qiancheng retreated, and a gray long light fluttered in Chen Zimeng's heart, wanting to fly towards Zhang Qiancheng in the distance, but was locked by a pale golden light and hung in the air unable to move.

There was a small hole in the clothes of the heart, and a small amount of blood was stained on the clothes, but Chen Zimeng's heart was not injured, and Chen Zimeng knew that this must be because of Feng Ling.

Immediately, he didn't care, and stretched out his hand to signal to Ning Qin, Ning Qin's flying sword had already flown to the round platform, but it was stopped by the shield of the round platform, and he was stabbing inside with all his strength, wanting to pierce the shield!

Seeing Chen Zimeng's gesture, Ning Qin was slightly stunned, and then put away the flying sword, Murong Yicang and the others rushed to the front, and when they saw Ning Qin stop, and then raised their heads, they saw Chen Zimeng's gaze, signaling them not to rush first!

The Wudao people were silent, their bodies were stuck in the air, and they turned around and glanced at Lu Feng, who was still sitting on the high platform, and asked with their eyes.

Lu Feng shook his head and motioned for the Wudao people to come back, and his eyes were on Chen Zimeng, the meaning was unknown!

Chen Zimeng stretched out his hand and pulled out an ordinary flying sword, handed it forward, hanging in the air, and the tip of the sword was aimed at Zhang Qiancheng.

Looking inward, Chen Zimeng found that there was no whirlpool in the dantian, but there was an extra sea area, the spiritual power turned into the sea, and the ninth layer of qi training!

Chen Zimeng stopped slightly, beckoned, and held the beacon fire in his hand, above the sword body, the brilliance of the first inscription gradually faded, and then there was no trace of fluctuation.

Zhang Qiancheng stood on the other side of the round platform, and before he came back to his senses, he saw Chen Zimeng raise the flying sword in his hand and slash at the flying sword he was detained.

"No!" Zhang Qiancheng roared, and his body immediately stabbed towards Chen Zimeng, and in his mind, he tried his best to control his flying sword, wanting to get out of control, but Zhang Qiancheng was still halfway, but Chen Zimeng had already poured all his spiritual power into Lian Fenghuo, and tried his best to urge Lian Fenghuo to send out the strongest blow.

"Click!" The crisp voice sounded, Zhang Qiancheng's face was full of disbelief, he suddenly trembled, and spit out a mouthful of blood, and in an instant, his face was like white paper, extremely pale!

Sword cultivation flying sword, through the sword cultivation himself to nurture and conceive, once the flying sword is damaged or destroyed, naturally the sword cultivation himself will also suffer a huge backlash, and in serious cases, it may hurt his life!

Zhang Qiancheng was seriously injured, a purple talisman on his body was glowing, and countless pure energy was poured into his body, which actually controlled Zhang Qiancheng's injury for a while, and also saved Zhang Qiancheng's life.

Chen Zimeng knew that it must be the life-saving thing given to Zhang Qiancheng by the Zhang family of the evil sword, and he couldn't help but admire that the benefits of having a huge force behind him were really too much.

Standing behind the big forces, sometimes it's really hard to die as long as you don't die!

"Boom!" In front of Chen Zimeng, the dusty flying sword shattered, and then exploded, setting off a wave of qi and scattering in all directions.

Chen Zimeng did not put away the sword, but circled, and the beacon fire slashed towards Zhang Qiancheng along a flying sword fragment.

Strike while the iron is hot, kill while you are injured!

Zhang Qiancheng roared angrily, his sleeves flew, a small statue was exposed, trembling slightly, a "click" sound sounded, the statue instantly became larger, it was a statue of a warrior holding a sword, emitting an extremely sharp breath, a ghostly light flashed in the statue's eyes, and the sword in his hand was instantly raised high, and then it fell, and it was directly slashed on the flying Lianfeng fire without any deviation.

Lian Fenghuo trembled and fell to the ground, Chen Zimeng's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood reached his mouth, so he didn't have time to be shocked, so he hurriedly recalled Lian Fenghuo, and looked at Zhang Qiancheng with regret in his eyes.

It's a pity that if it weren't for the fact that Zhang Qiancheng had too many magic weapons on his body and they were all extremely powerful magic weapons, Zhang Qiancheng would have died with this blow.

But now on the round platform, neither of the two made a move, just stared at each other, Zhang Qiancheng was extremely miserable, the flying sword was destroyed, and he almost died, and then used a few powerful magic weapons, and he was even more miserable.

Chen Zimeng is not having a good time, although Lian Fenghuo is only a small level, he is connected to his heart, and even the attacks received by Fenghuo will be fed back to him as far as he is concerned.

Whether it was a Wudao person or Lu Feng, no one spoke, on and off the stage, it was quiet, and Feng Ling kept looking at Zhang Qiancheng and Chen Zimeng, his eyes full of shock.

Zhang Yi's eyes fell on Chen Zimeng, which was meaningful, and when the phoenix phantom appeared to solve the life and death crisis for Chen Zimeng, he had been watching Chen Zimeng.