Thousands of white skeletons attacked, forming a circle around Ling Luo, and constantly shrinking the encirclement at an extremely fast speed.

The corners of Ling Luo's lips were slightly hooked, and there was a hint of interest in his eyes.

It's a great opportunity to try out the Rhinitis Prison that Master gave her.

Master said that with her current strength, using the Rhinitis Prison, the control range is about 30 meters in a radius.

Rhinitis Hell is a magical martial art, and the higher the person's self-cultivation, the greater the space for the effect to be released.

Ling Luo visually measured the distance, and gathered about thirty meters away from him in these Skull Mountains, sealed his hands, and used eighty percent of his stored Extreme Fire Essence to release the Rhinitis Prison.

In the third inheritance space, all the rich fire elements have become her tools.

The dark red sky turned a brilliant bright red.

The red clouds in the sky rolled and thundered, roaring and turning into an endless sea of flames, gathering thicker and thicker.

Ling Luo raised his fist and pointed straight to the sky.

Dressed and hunting, there is no wind and automatic, she has a stunning posture and a thrilling beauty.

She summons red clouds, summons a sea of fire.

She raised her head, the corners of her lips hooked a faint arc, and her voice was clear: "Scatter!" ”

In an instant, the sea of red clouds and fire that was surging in the sky turned into countless fine flames, pouring down from the sky like a torrential rain.

Within a radius of thirty meters, it became a hell of fire.

All the skeletons that stepped into the confines of the Rhinitis Prison were burned to ashes.

Thousands of dry bones eventually turned into soil.

The ghost skeletons are not intelligent, and they do not have the calamity of their kind to stop attacking.

Wave after wave of skeletons rushed into Ling Luo's Rhinitis Prison until they were all burned.

This Hell's Rain lasted for about half a pillar of incense, and the ghosts and skeletons were all wiped out, and Ling Luo was exhausted.

The vitality in her body was exhausted, and the whole person seemed to be drained, her legs were weak, and she knelt on the ground cracked by the hot rain.

Ling Luo took a deep breath and sighed in his heart, in the future, this trick will not be used easily until the last moment, the loss is too huge.

If you can't finish the opponent in one blow, waiting for her will only die.

The ghost skeletons were all incinerated, and the thousands of ghost fires in their eyes gradually condensed into prototypes.

Silver-gray ancient characters fluttered and swirled in this space, with Ling Luo as the center, and gradually flew into her body.

Streams of pure power poured into the limbs and hundreds of remains, and finally converged to the dantian, and the lost vitality gradually made up.

This wonderful feeling made her comfortably can't help but moan softly.

Thousands of silver-colored ancient characters appeared on her skin, flowed in her blood, flowed in her flesh and bones, and imprinted in the depths of her soul.

The intricate ancient characters, in Ling Luo's mind, are automatically arranged and combined into smooth sentences.

The extremely exquisite cultivation method, the first order of the third inheritance, was taken into Ling Luo's bag in this way.

Ling Luo hurriedly and carefully comprehended, she deeply felt the breadth and profundity of this method, which was exactly what she longed for!

Although it was only the first level, Ling Luo could clearly feel that compared to the second inheritance, he didn't know how much more subtle the Dao was there.