Such a huge flame tumbled up and down, but it didn't produce even a single spark of Netherfire. This has never happened in the ritual of the Huangquan Ghost Maiden Clan once every five years.

Only the Great Elder of the Huangquan Ghost Maiden, the King of Huangquan Shura, and other superpowers of the older generation of ghosts and demons can penetrate this giant flame with their eyes and see Wang Tianxie who is wrapped in netherworld ghost fire.

At this time, Wang Tianxie didn't see any discomfort on his face, his eyes were closed, and he sat motionless in the center of the altar in a sitting position.

Countless Netherworld Ghost Fires that should have spread and burned in all directions were happily burrowing into his soul world from the milky white cone on Wang Tianxie's forehead.

The "Thousand-Year Cursed Daughter" Lori's Netherfire tentacles have grown into long whips, and whenever there is a Netherfire that breaks through the water-blue light curtain of the Ice Tear Stone, it will be whipped by these long whips and turned into a little Netherfire spark.

These sparks are constantly absorbed by Lori's Nether Fire tentacles, making Lori's Fire tentacles thicker, longer, thicker and more powerful.

It's just that what makes Wang Tianxie and Xiao Lori feel helpless is that the ghostly ghost fire that penetrates into Wang Tianxie's soul world through the milky white sharp cone seems to be endless.

Wang Tianxie and Little Lori could only passively and passively continue to resist and absorb these netherworld fires that broke through the light curtain of the Ice Tear Stone.

"So you're the little girl back then!" Wang Tianxie, who was sitting in the Buddhist hall of the Japanese-style castle tower in the soul world, looked at the little Lori in front of him who was wrapped in the ghostly fire, and said with some sighs.

Hearing his words, the little Lori who was wrapped in the Netherghost Fire stretched out a small tentacle formed by the Netherghost Fire and scratched Wang Tianxie's arm.

After Wang Tianxie sealed his heart refining at the altar of the Snow Maiden clan, he once saw the birth of the "Daughter of the Millennium Curse" Lori.

Little Lori after absorbing countless nether fires that broke through the light curtain of the Ice Tearstone. Finally woke up completely. Through her soul imprint, Wang Tianxie could see her identity at a glance.

"Name...... Want ......"

Little Lori first pointed at Wang Tianxie's chest with the Nether Ghost Fire Tentacle, then pointed at herself, and then used the flame to frame the words belonging to the ghost and demon clans.

Since the soul of the little Lori was Wang Tianxie who accidentally entered his soul world when he broke through the heart refining sealing ceremony, therefore. Only a remnant remains.

The incompleteness of the soul caused the little Lori to need more time to grow and thrive, and it also caused the little Lori to be completely speechless at the moment, let alone leave her Nether Ghost Fire.

"Name...... Your sister's name is Yukina, or else...... How about being called a Flying Shadow? After Wang Tianxie thought about it, he suddenly put on a very serious look and said "evilly".

After listening to Wang Tianxie's name, Xiao Lori's small tentacles waved like a windmill, obviously unhappy, and then pointed to Wang Tianxie's chest again. He pointed to himself again.

"Don't like it? Well...... What about the 'Spectre Fire'? Wang Tianxie gently touched the flame tentacle of the little Lori and asked, in exchange for the little Lori waved the tentacle a few times happily, and tapped it up and down with the tip of the tentacle.

It can be seen that little Lori really likes the name "Phantom Fire" very much, and countless Nether Ghost Fire small tentacles affectionately wrapped Wang Tianxie, and a few of them swept across his face.

"Boom!"

Just when the little Lori of the ghost fire was excited about her name, a burst of earthquake-like vibrations suddenly appeared in Wang Tianxie's soul world.

With the shock, Wang Tianxie only felt that his soul had grown a lot stronger in an instant, and the coats of arms composed of ghost and demon characters suddenly flashed out of his brain.

Followed by. In the center of where he was sitting, a circle of milky white seals appeared that were constantly rotating. There are circles of words written on it that belong to the ghost and demon clans.

"Huh? It's ......"

The sudden change made Wang Tianxie involuntarily close his eyes, and countless ghost and demon characters flew up from the sealing array, revolving around him in mid-air, and then burrowed into his head with joy.

Wang Tianxie instantly felt as if his brain was about to explode, and the severe pain even caused him to spasm from the door of his brain.

The invisible force drove his hands into claws in an instant. The palms of the palms were wrapped inwards into a circle, and a milky white ghost aura instantly condensed at the hearts of the two claws.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Tianxie's right claw was thrust into his left chest, right chest, and dantian in turn. Then, his left paw was inserted into his right chest, left chest, and dantian in turn.

In the end, Wang Tianxie's hands were sealed at the dantian position. Bursts of milky white ghost qi poured into the Buddhist hall from the outside of the castle tower through the top floor of the castle tower, and penetrated into Wang Tianxie's body through the milky white sharp cone on Wang Tianxi's forehead.

The surging and endless milky white ghost qi formed a storm of ghost qi outside the top floor of the castle tower, constantly rotating around Wang Taixi's forehead Heavenly Spirit Gai.

"You muddy the waters, but you don't touch the fish, the fish becomes a dragon, and the dragon flies in the sky. Midnight rooster, strong, learn how to gather the energy around you and use it for you. Awaken and merge your strength and wisdom with those of your opponents. ”

After a ghost and demon clan text penetrated into Wang Tianxie's soul, countless whispers were formed that vibrated in Wang Tianxie's mind.

"Gold", "Wood", "Water", "Fire", "Earth", "Time", "Life", "Space", "Light", "Darkness", "Ying", "Soul", "Split", "Pro", "Soldier", "Fight", "Person", "Both", "Array", "Column", "In", "Front"

Twenty-two words and words kept hovering around Wang Tianxie, making his body stand up involuntarily, and his body swayed subconsciously, constantly rotating and swimming around the phantom fire little Lori in the Buddha hall.

The milky white sealing array at the bottom of his feet spread instantly, covering the entire Buddha Hall, as if it wanted to leave enough space for Wang Tianxie to stretch.

A set of unknown exercises danced along with the whirling of these words, forming a milky white human form in the air, constantly performing various moves, including knife styles, gun moves, fist techniques, and ghost qi release.

Whenever one move passed, the milky white humanoid would fly towards Wang Tianxie and merge into his soul.

Immediately after that, a new humanoid form will appear, perform the next move and form again, and then continue to merge.

Not only did Wang Tianxie appear with such a vision, but the little Lori of the ghost fire surrounded by him also found that she had only a trace of her remnant soul was gradually becoming stronger and thicker.

Little Lori's legs gradually plumped up, no longer the illusory look just now, eyes and other facial features are becoming clearer and clearer, and you don't even need to see the soul mark to see the appearance of Little Lori clearly.

The tentacles, which were originally only the thickness of fists, gradually grew into thigh-thick silk threads.

Centered on the top floor of the castle tower of the Japanese castle in the world of the king's evil spirits, these threads emerged from all the windows and swirled around the storm of milky white ghostly qi that had poured into the temple through the top floor of the castle tower.

Eventually, these thigh-thick silk threads intertwined into a huge netting of Nether Ghost Fire outside the light curtain of the Ice Tearstone, forming a protective film of flames.

The Netherfire that was originally blocked by the Ice Tear Stone Light Curtain from Wang Tian's evil soul world, at the moment when the Netherworld Ghost Fire Network was formed, seemed to have found its own home, and the milk swallow continued to pour into the fire net of Little Lori.

"Hmm...... And so it was! It's up to you now! As long as you can survive the past, the future of the ghost and demon clan can really be handed over to you. ”

The little Yama King, who had already returned to the Enma Palace, sat on a luxurious sofa and looked at the sixty-four-inch screen in front of him, and muttered softly thoughtfully.

What caused the abnormal soul of Wang Tianxie was recorded in the ancient book that King Xiaoyan handed over to the super power of the ghosts and demons, about the traditional rituals of the ghosts and demons.

At this time, in the open space outside the Huangquan Root Palace, the little princess of the river girl, Mei Ji, the little royal sister Yu Ji on a rainy day, the little Lori Yamanami of the mountain child, the little princess of the dragon clan, and the princess of the Heavenly Ghost Ji looked at the scene in front of them in amazement.

The super power of the thirteen ghost and demon clans had already stood in a circle, facing the center, forming a very neat thirteen-sided sealing array.

The position where each superpower stands is precisely every corner of the regular thirteen-sided shape.

The colorful ghost qi and demonic qi are intertwined into each edge of the regular thirteen-sided shape, and a dense large net is interwoven within the regular thirteen-sided shape.

In the center of the thirteen-sided shape, there are ancient books composed of countless ghosts and demons, shining with colorful light.

At this time, as the thirteen ghosts and demon clans were constantly releasing their ghost qi and demon qi to the center of the sealing array, the ancient book was emitting a dazzling pillar of colorful light obliquely.

This pillar of light shot straight into the giant Netherworld Ghost Fire behind the Yellow Spring Root Temple.

No, strictly speaking, it should be shot at Wang Tianxie, who was in the Nether Ghost Fire, and the center point of the pillar of light pointed directly at the milky white cone-shaped thorn at the center of Wang Tianxie's forehead and eyebrows.

Wang Tianxie's body was wrapped in this pillar of light, and the giant Netherworld Ghost Fire seemed to have found a way home, and with a faster speed than just now, it happily drilled into Wang Tianxie's soul world.

An hour passes, and two hours passes...... The Netherworld Flame located in the center of the altar behind the Yellow Spring Root Temple finally began to shrink in size.

It wasn't until the moment when a full thirty-six hours had passed that the last trace of the Netherworld Ghost Fire finally "whoosh" and penetrated into the milky white cone-shaped thorns on Wang Tianxie's forehead and eyebrows.

After this trace of Netherworld Ghost Fire finally entered the world of Wang Tian's evil soul, the sealing enchantment in the open space in front of the Huangquan Root Hall finally began to weaken and finally disappeared.

At this time, Wang Tianxi's true body was still motionless in a sitting position, sitting on the ground in the center of the altar, his eyes closed, and his whole body was wrapped in colorful light.

It's just that the ghost princesses and demon princesses didn't care about running to inspect Wang Tianxie's situation at all, and the eyes of all the women were focused on the super powerful bodies of the thirteen ghosts and demon clans. (To be continued......)