A burning sensation came from his mind, and as soon as Chu Ge entered the space of the crystal coffin, he felt a little dry mouth, as if he had entered a furnace, burned by the raging fire.

"This Yan Ghost Fang Yang's cultivation is so powerful?" Chu Ge blinked, a burst of suspicion flashed in his black eyes and red eyes, and he was slightly shocked in his heart, his original intention was to help Zuo Yang, and he never thought of getting involved in Fang Yang and Lu Wu's impermanence of personal grievances.

As far as the eye can see, the crystal coffin is a space of its own, and there are red volcanoes burning with boiling fire everywhere.

The air was as silent as death, like the tranquility before a volcanic eruption!

"This is the Yuan Shen Law Coffin Fire Flame Space? It seems that this Fang Yang has stepped into the Yuan Shen Realm and condensed his own Yuan Shen Law Coffin. With Chen Feng's hidden memory, Chu Ge immediately saw the depth of this fiery space, stabilized his mind, Chu Ge resisted the corpse of the Yuan Shen Kun, and slowly fell into Lu Impermanence's side.

"You are Chu San'er, the newly accepted disciple of Qinglianzi? I heard that you can also use the Nine Corpses Thunder Technique? You can still maintain your composure in my flame space, but you are a commendable boy..." A seeping voice came from all around the volcano, with a devouring coercion, in this burning flame space, he looked down on the sky, as if he was the master of heaven and earth.

"Hmph! It's just a fiery space with the power of flames!"

Chu Ge's face was full of fortitude, his eyes were smart, as clear as water, without a trace of waves, and then, looking up at the endless flames, he said with some sarcasm: "It's you, don't you even dare to show your true face?

There are three kings in the Nine Ghosts and One Immortal of the Corpse Puppet Sect, namely Fang Yang, the king of the Yan Ghost Corpse, Feng Xiao'er, the King of the Sick Ghost Corpse, and Lu Wuchang, the king of the love ghosts, and the most powerful of the three kings is the Yan Ghost Fang Yang, according to legend, he was born with the power of destruction like a flame.

"Joke, I don't dare to see people?" Laughing brightly, a cold voice came from the volcano, the cyan flames in the air were spreading wantonly, a scorching Yuan Shen Fire Shadow slowly walked out from the volcano, the scorching sound of fire floated in the air, and the Yuan Shen Law Coffin was strangely still at this moment: "You want to see me, then I'll let you see me!"

"This..."It's unbelievable, after seeing the true face of the Yan Ghost Fang Yang, Chu Ge's face was full of shock, his charming dimples were full of shock, and he rubbed his eyes desperately, still couldn't believe what was happening in front of him, could this still be considered a human being?

Chu Ge's heart was complicated, looking at the flaming human body in front of him, the bottom of his watery heart was shocked, and after a short period of stunnedness, his deep eyes were shocked in addition to shock.

The hot green waves of fire wandered everywhere around Fang Yang, looking at Fang Yang, who was half human and half fire, yes, half human and half fire, except for the left half of Fang Yang's body, which could vaguely see that there was a human skeleton and the grim head was complete, Fang Yang's right half of his body and the parts below his leg were all submerged in a sea of fire.

The fire was raging, and the rolling flames burned wildly in Fang Yang's body, faintly engulfing and burning the right half of his body...

Chu Ge's body trembled, he gasped, and constantly searched for all kinds of answers in front of him from Chen Feng's hidden memories, and then, his black eyes and red eyes rotated, knowing that Fang Yang had cultivated some kind of evil secret method...

"Fang Yang, he didn't know what kind of opportunity he got one of the right arms of the Drought Fish, he refined himself into a Dharma corpse!" Lu Wuchang stood in the air, his white tiger eyes flashing with a blue light corpse, seeing Chu Ge's puzzled look, his expression was indifferent, and he explained unhurriedly.

"What? Ancient Corpse King Dryfish? His right hand that spews raging fire is the killing right hand of Dryfish, full of destructive power?"

Knowing that Fang Yang had cultivated the secret method, Chu Ge didn't know that it was related to the Corpse King Dry Fish, so he stared blankly at Fang Yang's half-way body with flames, and his complicated heart could never be calm: "In order to gain great strength, he took the sword off the rails and refined himself into a killing machine, it seems that he is also a poor person..."

Seeing Fang Yang refining himself into a magic corpse, Chu Ge shook his head, although this terrifying secret method is strong, it is extremely easy to decay the soul, even if it succeeds, it will change its temperament greatly, it will be bloodless, and it will become a corpse puppet.

Because, refining oneself into a Dharma corpse through tantric methods, there is only one final result: either overcome the torture of the endless dark years in the bottom of the heart and thus gain infinite power, or be overwhelmed by the incomparably powerful power and become an unconscious killing machine...

"Hehe, the poor man must be ruthless, if he wants to obtain such great power, he must pay an unbearable price for ordinary people..."

Lu Wuchang chuckled at the corner of his mouth, he had been in the Corpse Puppet Sect for many years, he had long been accustomed to all kinds of evil secret methods, looking at Chu Ge, his expression was grim, and his white tiger eyes were full of blood and cold after enlightenment: "To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself, isn't it?"

"Yes, yes, Lu Wuchang is not wrong at all, no wonder Mu Zhouzi's old immortal will choose you as his successor, and his consciousness is quite high!"

Fang Yang stood in the air, looking at Lu Wuchang and smiling weirdly, and then, his face changed, and a crazy killing intent erupted from the eyes of the welding corpse: "That's right, so, I will be very cruel to you..."

The scorching flames burned slowly in his hands, the air was full of the pungent smell of burning, Fang Yang's eyebrows were hideous, like a crazy wasteland wolf, he glanced at Chu Ge evilly, and asked with interest: "You take a good look at the endless abyss under this volcano, what do you see at the bottom of the abyss?"

Chu Ge casually looked at the volcanic abyss under his feet, spread his hands fearlessly, looked at Fang Yang with some confusion, pouted, and his harmless dimples were full of disdain: "I didn't see anything, only the raging flames..."

"No, you should see that what lurks under the raging fire is power, and the endless flame has the power to destroy everything, and only infinite power can override all things!

After Fang Yang finished speaking, he slowly raised his burning right hand, the blue-green beast corpse fire shadow was entwined in his hand, flickering, he casually played with the red flame in his hand, the corner of Sen Ran's mouth showed a ghostly smile, which was terrifying, and then took out an unknown silver sword from the Qiankun bag and put it into the red flame casually.

Ticking, crackling, mixed with the sound of molten slurry flowing!

The flames rose, and the thick clouds of green smoke quickly floated out from above the flames, and the silver sword turned into a hot metal slurry under the scorching heat of the flames, but with a breath, the slurry slowly flowed into his right hand along the top of Fang Yang's head, and with a snort, a pungent burnt smell wafted out from his fire fingers, and the metal slurry turned into wisps of black light smoke under the burning of the flames...

"Look, do you see it? This is power, immense power! Its name is destruction..."

With his eyes slightly closed, Fang Yang greedily sucked the wisps of black smoke beside him, his cold facial features were extremely distorted, with a ghostly soul-devouring stubborn enjoyment, his white teeth were illuminated by the firelight, permeating the wanton madness that did not belong to humans...

"Crazy, just because of this, are you willing to become a puppet of power? When you are a puppet of power, do you really not care at all?" Chu Ge looked indifferent, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he glanced at Fang Yang, who was a little crazy, and tried his best to restrain the fearless anger that ignited in his heart, and his resolute face was full of disdain and ridicule.

"Oh no, I'm a madman, I admit it, but I will never admit that I am a puppet of power, I am the master of power, and I will conquer it, as it is now!"

With a slight movement of the fire hand, the cyan Yuan Shen corpse qi slowly circulated in the body, and several flames rotated around Fang Yang at an extremely fast speed, like a volcanic eruption, and the sky-high fire light illuminated the entire flame space as if it were day, hot and white!

Looking at the monstrous flames, Fang Yang's eyes flashed with smugness: "Do you feel it? This incomparably powerful power is being played with by me in applause, the raging fire is burning, doesn't it ignite your desire for destructive power..."

Sighing noncommittally, Chu Ge shook his head and squinted, his deep black eyes and red eyes were full of contempt, in Chu Ge's heart, there was indeed an incomparable desire for power, but if he was allowed to sink into power and couldn't extricate himself, this kind of power, don't do it!

"The power obtained by external forces is not the right way after all, everything is on oneself, which is the royal way!"

Clenching his fists, Chu Ge's face was full of helplessness, looking at Fang Yang, who had become a puppet of power, Chu Ge's black and red eyes were smart, and he fell into a deep thought, as if he had begun to have a new insight into power...

"Never be merciful enough to reason with a madman, just as you should never try to wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep. Especially, the person who falls asleep is still a madman!because..."

Holding his Six Tigers in his coffin, Lu Impermanence rose into the air, his eyes were full of consciousness, and he shook his head at Chu Ge: "Because, when you destroy the dream of a madman who is no different from a beast, he will make you innocent and painful to bear the merciless anger..."

The air was hot, the flames were raging, and the entire flame space was trembling and angry...

"Rage... Yes, you really should bear the wrath, because you can't appreciate the power at all, what it can bring you!" Fang Yang's eyes were like thunder, deep and ruthless, his fire mouth was twisted, and he let out a beast-like roar, slowly raised his fire hand, and shouted at Chu Ge: "Enlightenment! Ignorant boy, it seems that only the threat of death can make you feel the preciousness of power!"

"The power of space, the flame erupts!"

The space trembled violently, and he didn't know what method Fang Yang used, causing the volcanoes around the entire flame space to begin to melt rapidly, and the sound of crackling fire sounded in his ears, and then, the melted magma turned into three red fire dragons, and he angrily scolded Chu Ge.

The fire was scorching, and it looked like the fire dragon was wearing a sword like a sword in the flame armor, and the sharp dragon claws glowed with a layer of cyan brilliance, grabbing towards the corner of the volcano, and directly encroaching the big mountain stone into a slurry-like fire-colored magma...

The entire fiery space was filled with a sea of fire, and a strong burning sensation came from the surface of the skin of the two of them.

Under the incineration of this burst of space flames, Chu Ge's body shook, and he quickly fled with the corpse of the Yuan Shen Kun, and a copper bell pinned to his waist fell from his body without paying attention, and the copper bell fell from his body before he fell into the magma under the space, under the scorching heat of the high temperature, it was quickly twisted and deformed, and then turned into decay and disappeared...

Seeing this, Chu Ge shuddered in his heart, and tried his best not to look at the endless magma that was rolling and burning under the flame space, as if a glance would devour his mind.

"It seems that we have to join forces to fight the enemy!" Lu Wuchang looked at the raging flames around him, his expression was still indifferent, and he flew into the head of the Yuan Shen Kun corpse with the magic coffin, and whispered to Chu Ge.

Then, with a low shout, Lu Wuchang took out six cyan corpse talismans from the Qiankun bag, slapped them into his coffin, and with a bang, the six four-winged tiger corpses flew out of the air, protecting Chu Ge and Lu Wuchang in it.

The space trembled, the ice and snow clouds shrouded the sea of fire, and several thick white tiger god phantoms floated out from the deer impermanence dantian, the body was ethereal and illusory, the momentum of the white tiger was added, the blood and aura were swirling, extremely fierce, and he also began to use the power of space...