Chapter 61: Into Infernal Purgatory 1

The little flame stepped on the spirit balloon and floated in front of Feng Wuxin, and saw that the strange red layer on Feng Wuxin's eyes really disappeared, so he was relieved.

"I heard that the little cicada has advanced two levels in the Infernal Purgatory, my heart, why don't we go and have a look?"

Feng Wuxin nodded.

Originally, they were also going to Infernal Purgatory to find Cicada Tea.

"You go out first, I'll change my clothes."

The small flames rolled out, Feng Wuxin took the clean clothes on the edge of the spiritual spring and changed them, and tied a ponytail casually.

When she came out again, she changed back to the appearance of the handsome boy.

The small flame fell on the shoulder of the black shadow, and when he saw Feng Wu's heart come out, he said excitedly: "I have already said that the little cicada is talented and intelligent, and it is not a problem to get rid of the toxins in the body and even advance to two levels, let's go and take a look!" ”

With the black shadow leading the way, it only took half a pillar of incense to pass through the dead forest.

Walking to the entrance of Infernal Purgatory, the blinding light flashed, and then endless darkness erupted from the center of the earth.

In the darkness there was a hoarse clamor that sounded like nothing, and the scalps of those who listened to it were numb.

Feng Wuxin stood on the edge of the cliff and looked down, under the abyss, there was a rolling black river, only a little starlight lit up on both sides.

Rao is Feng Wu is not afraid of heights at all, and at this moment, looking at the endless dark legs under his feet, he is still soft.

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously, and turned her head to look at the shadow.

"This ...... How do we get down? ”

"There are vines on the edge of the cliff, and you can go down the vines to the next entrance."

Feng Wuxin looked in the direction of the black shadow's finger, and sure enough, there was a vine the thickness of a bowl.

She walked towards the vine, and the little flame leaped onto her shoulder, lighting the way ahead for her.

As soon as he grabbed the vine and tried to go down, Feng Wuxin's afterglow caught a glimpse of the black shadow above his head and jumped directly off the cliff.

Feng Wuxin's 'fog grass' was still blocked in his throat, and the figure of the black shadow melted with the darkness in the sound of hunting in his robe.

Feng Wuxin and Xiao Huo glanced at each other, "He's going to be fine, right?" ”

"Don't worry, he is a group of souls full of aura, and it will be okay to jump back and forth tens of thousands of times."

Feng Wu felt a trace of envy in his heart.

Xiao Huo said: "Well, in fact, you also have a chance, when you stand on the top of the world, you can illusion everything, and shuttle around the world at will, like the Great Demon King is doing now." ”

Feng Wu clutched the vines in his heart, and the cold words of the Great Demon King came to his mind, 'If you want to be the same as the deity, you have to cultivate for two hundred years'.

Is there really anyone in this world who can live for 200 years?

Feng Wu's eyebrows twisted, and a trace of loneliness came out of his heart.

"My heart, we have to hurry down, this is the star butterfly vine, as soon as the time in the infernal purgatory comes, these star butterfly vines will bloom, the fragrance of the star butterfly flower is highly poisonous, you can't bear it."

The reminder of the small flame made Feng Wu's heart retract his thoughts.

She clenched the vines, jumped between the cliffs with agility, and hurried to the bottom of the cliffs.

Before the bottom of the cliff was reached, the vines in his hands began to twitch.

"Oh no, it's time!"

As soon as the small flames roared, Feng Wuxin raised his eyes and looked up, and sure enough, he saw that the tips of the dark green vines had already bloomed with faint light one after another.

Feng Wuxin didn't dare to delay and quickened his pace.

But the star butterfly flowers bloom quickly, and I can only hear the 'popping' above my head like fireworks exploding, and thousands of star butterfly flowers are spreading wildly down the vines.