When Wu Yi brought Xiaohuo back, Old Man Li once told him that this little guy was likely to be an ancient divine beast Absolute Fire Madness Lion, ranking above the Green Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Xuanwu among the demon clans, with powerful energy and endless potential, although it is still uncertain whether Xiaohuo is a Peerless Flame Madness Lion, but its growth rate is still beyond Wu Yi's expectations. [Full text reading]

When Xiaohuo just came out of his mother's womb, he was only comparable to a monk in the Body Forging Realm, but in just half a year, its strength was comparable to that of a monk in the Transformation Wing Realm, this is still Wu Yi has not had enough elixir to feed it, almost all of them are evolving hungry, if there are enough natural treasures, I am afraid that this guy's strength has already surpassed Wu Yi.

The rat still remembered the devouring attribute of the absolute fire, so at the moment when the small fire erupted the absolute fire, he jumped away dexterously, and swung out his backhand palm, hitting the forehead of the small fire, fortunately it just tilted its head, and soon pounced on it like nothing, although there was no way to kill the mouse, but it also relieved a lot of pressure for Niya, with two against one, the fight was inseparable.

Wu Yi saw that Xiaohuo did not receive any substantial damage, so he put his mind at ease, it seems that although this little guy lacks strength, his physical fitness is quite perverted, and he can often release it to experience and practice in the future, cultivate a fighting skill, and sooner or later he will be his right-hand man.

However, he also knew that although Xiaohuo and Niya could entangle the rat, they could not do it to completely end it, he had to take advantage of this rare respite to quickly recover his strength, the power of divine consciousness did not want Yuan Li, he could quickly make up for it by taking pills, what Wu Yi knew at present was to recover through sleep, but this method was not suitable for the current situation.

"I can't help it, I have to give it a try. Wu Yi hesitated for a moment, and finally took out the Yu Jue of the savage to collect the soul, and has been studying the "Soul Dementor" for a while, in fact, the peculiarity of this set of exercises is not the attack of the divine sense, but the power of the divine consciousness that the soul does not owe to itself, but this is an extremely dangerous process, it may be eaten back at any time, and the memory and spiritual power of the monk are still in the divine consciousness, and if you are not careful, you will be delirious and lose yourself, so Wu Yi has not dared to try it easily.

And at this critical juncture, it must be tried once, the savage is just a monk in the middle of the Chong God Realm, and the souls he collected should also be in the middle of the Chong God Realm, and will not pose a threat to Wu Yi, thinking of this, he carefully controlled the divine consciousness to transfer the souls in the jade jue to the sea of divine consciousness according to the mental method recorded in the "Dementor Decision".

Because it was the first attempt, he only tentatively transferred one, but before he could cast the devouring spell, the string of prayer beads hidden in the sea of divine consciousness suddenly appeared, and the black bead in the middle flashed a black light, directly devouring the soul cleanly, and at the same time, a thin warm current flowed in the sea of divine consciousness, and the feeling of difficulty of eyelid fighting was reduced a lot.

"I'm rubbing, no wonder Xiaoxue's mother values this string of beads so much, she actually has the special attribute of devouring divine consciousness, it's just too perverted. Wu Yi was overjoyed in his heart, the mystery that had been pressed in his heart finally solved the corner of the mystery, just now it was the light emitted by the black bead that devoured this soul, and Su Qingxue's mother had also specially instructed that the black bead was the most precious treasure.

It's no wonder that no one in the Huaxia martial arts world knows this secret, because the monks who can open up the sea of divine consciousness are almost extinct, only Mo Yan can vaguely see some clues, but he is at most a monk who crosses the realm, and can launch a divine sense attack, but it is impossible to devour the power of divine consciousness, after all, this kind of anti-heaven exercise is not accessible to ordinary people, he vaguely saw the extraordinaryness of the rosary, but he didn't know its true anti-heaven attributes.

According to the record in "Dementor Decision", the most difficult and dangerous thing in the cultivation of divine consciousness is to devour the power of divine consciousness, which is a shortcut to cultivation, but it is extremely dangerous, so that for the attack of divine consciousness is only recorded in a few words of the dementor decision, the method of devouring divine consciousness and the key points of attention are recorded in great detail, and now with this mysterious bead, he can launch a more powerful divine consciousness attack recorded in the dementorship, and the power of divine consciousness can also grow rapidly.

But Wu Yi was only happy for half a minute, because that soul did not play a substantial repair role for him, he continued to guide the soul into the sea of divine consciousness, and devoured the nine realms, only barely recovered half, such a consumption was too amazing, making him feel a burst of pain, after all, each of these souls was at least a monk who rushed to the god realm, and he was strong enough to dominate one side in the Huaxia martial arts world, so he didn't even make a bubble, and said goodbye to this world completely.

The chaotic memories came like a tide, they were memories mixed in the soul, but now they were no longer any threat to Wu Yi, and after a cursory inspection, there was no valuable information, so they were directly discarded.

"Your grandfather's, it's too wasteful, recovering half of his strength is enough to deal with a little mouse. "Wu Yi stopped repairing, he didn't want to stay in the gate of hell for too long, so every soul is very precious, half of the souls collected by the wild man have been consumed, and the rest of the loss is still replenished through sleep!

When he opened his eyes, the rat gained the upper hand again, I have to say that this guy's experience in fighting is indeed quite rich, although he has been disturbed a lot, he still left a few wounds on Niya's body, due to the poison quenched on his spiritual weapon, Niya is not seriously injured, but his actions have been affected, and he can't stop the effective attack, so he can barely keep his defense.

"Little girl, Lao Tzu told you to get out of the house early, you didn't listen, you had to be sent to death with this little white face, and when the poison attacked, you couldn't move, see how Lao Tzu cleaned you up. The mouse's eyes roamed over Nya's hot body, revealing a wicked grin, and the attack in his hand grew faster and faster, and with a single pick, it directly picked out the cloth covering Nya's chest, and at the same time drew a scarlet line of blood on the towering twin peaks.

Niya is just a woman after all, and being provoked by him like this, her heart is even more panicked, and under the anger of her heart, the blood Y flow speed increases, and the poison spreads more violently, and gradually there is a feeling of dizziness, if it weren't for Xiaohuo rushing up in time to block it for her, I'm afraid she would have been pierced through the heart by the rat's sharp cone D.

"Your grandfather, a big man, is too mean!" Just as the rat was about to take advantage of the victory and end the battle, a lazy voice sounded in his ears, and at the same time, a sharp knife made him retreat three feet, and almost cut off his nose.

"You...... Why did you recover your strength so quickly?" The mouse stared at those small eyes, looking at Wu Yi, who was calm and relaxed, he couldn't believe his eyes, normal monks need at least half a day to recover after such a drastic attrition, and some even take a few days, but this guy actually took less than five minutes, just standing in front of him vigorously, it was like a hell of a daylight.

Niya, who was originally holding on, saw that Wu Yi finally stood up, the tight string in her heart finally relaxed, and she was slumped on the ground in front of her, and before Wu Yi could speak, Xiaohuo picked her up, put it on her back, and jumped away from it.

"The good things in the world can't always be taken advantage of by rats like you, don't ****** nonsense, hurry up and come over and die!" Wu Yi was not interested in entanglement with this despicable villain, the evil blade was raised, and it pounced like a whirlwind, and the shadow of the sword was overwhelming, drawing one perfect arc after another.

The mouse had no way to retreat, so he could only grit his teeth and rush forward, he originally thought that Wu Yi was just the end of the crossbow, and he shot at himself with a strong breath, as long as he could delay for a while, he could reverse the battle again, but after he fought with Wu Yi, he found out how ridiculous his idea was, the surging yuan force was like a huge wave, completely submerging him, and the evil blade was like a dragon in the ocean, ghostly, seeing the beginning but not the tail, his Y-damaged moves, before such a mighty attack, there was no threat at all, and he could only passively drift with the tide, ups and downs。

The power of the soul devoured by the black beads was all turned into pure divine consciousness power and supplemented to Wu Yi's sea of divine consciousness, the price was a bit high, but the effect was also quite significant, at this moment, Wu Yi's spiritual platform was empty, and his divine sense was sharp, and he had just duel with Y Yu Shusheng, but the damage he suffered had been repaired for the most part, and at this moment, there was no pressure at all to deal with a monk in the middle of the Divine Realm.

"God-King's Slash!" After Wu Yi fought for a while, his right hand held the evil blade tightly, and his body soared into the air, as if he was assimilated with the evil blade, and swept up at an incredible angle, the mouse only felt a cold body, and he didn't even notice the pain, it had been split in half, this is the knife technique that Wu Yi felt from the God King's tribulation, simple and pure, back to basics, ordinary monks couldn't resist at all, the blood rain fell from the sky, the green grass was infected with blood, and turned red, with the ups and downs of the Yuan Force wave, there was a murderous atmosphere between heaven and earth.

In the gate of hell, it is never possible for monks to coexist peacefully, the winner is king, only to get out alive is the only goal, Wu Yi slowly landed, collected the unwilling souls of the mouses, and at the same time searched out a piece of jade from his scattered Qiankun bag, and the divine sense swept, there were just nine souls in it, making up for the loss just now.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell, do you really don't know that I am a judge from hell?" Wu Yi removed the soul in the jade jue, shook his head and said, this mouse with a heart higher than the sky is Y wrong* He unveiled the mystery of the mysterious bead, and since then he has a little more certainty in the gate of hell, this may be that people are not as good as heaven.