The dark green flames that burned brightly wrapped around the square boulder made the dark forest even more gloomy, but it didn't feel the slightest heat, but it was a little cold. This is the characteristic of the soul flame, not like the fire of the sun, full of fierceness, not like a bonfire, full of light and heat.

The boulder is nothing else, it is the prison that trapped Wen Chuanting, and now he has released it, but it is to be used to trap the demon bones. The stone prison is too empty, it can isolate the laws between the room and the heaven and the earth, but it can't stop the penetration of the powerful soul power, what Wen Chuanting has to do is to amplify the effect of the prison ban and isolation, and he has a draft in his heart.

Di Jiang was confronting the demon bones, and the distorted space was stretching out, trying his best to isolate the connection between the demon bones and heaven and earth, so as to reduce the infection of the demon bones on the trapped god lock.

Can't be trapped, can't be killed, can't be destroyed, this is the embarrassing situation faced by the two. At this time, the trapped god lock has been infected by half of the demonic qi, if it can no longer form an absolute crushing situation, when the demonic qi completely infects the trapped god lock, the two of them will only have the end of defeat.

Wen Chuanting tried his best to sacrifice this prison, sweat was rolling on his forehead, the heat wave was steaming, his fingers flicked like light and shadow, and dark green tadpoles appeared between his fingers, and they were probed into the flames by his smart fingers, and they sank into the stone wall of the prison.

With the submergence of the tadpoles, the prison shrank and melted into a mass of liquid, which was divided into two parts under the action of the soul power of Wen Chuanting, one large and one small, and the fingers flicked more and more rapidly, and the dense dark green tadpoles formed a turbulent flow, and the black river surged towards the two masses of liquid.

"Wow!" A roar, two masses of liquid stretched and shaped at the same time, and two black coffins appeared, one large and one small, and the breath of suppression and prohibition was permeated, which had just taken shape and had not been precipitated by time.

"Quick!" The smaller coffin flew up and floated towards the demon bones, the coffin lid rose without wind, and while Di Jiang quickly retreated, he kicked the bound demon bones into the open coffin. The trapped god lock, which was almost infected black by safety, trembled reluctantly, and locked the demon bones in the coffin with a click, and the coffin lid fell heavily.

"We can't let him completely infect the trapped god lock, otherwise he will be completely sacrificed and become a weapon against us, and we won't be able to stop him!" The thought silently entered the mind of Wen Chuanting.

With a little control over the core of the Sleepy God Lock, the moment the coffin lid was closed, nine Sleepy God Locks came out of the gap one after another.

Boom!

The coffin fell heavily to the ground, smashing up a cloud of dust, and a thumping sound came from inside the coffin, the coffin was shaking, and the coffin lid was constantly lifted upward.

Wen Chuanting didn't dare to slack off, another slightly larger sarcophagus flew up, put the smaller sarcophagus inside, and the four simple versions of the sleepy god locks in Wen Chuanting's hands flew out, and tied the small sarcophagus with a bang, and the four ends of the extension were connected to the four corners of the large coffin, the coffin lid was covered and closed, and the five original sleepy god locks locked the large sarcophagus and connected to Wen Chuanting's body.

"You can't just let him exist!"

"Can the Sleepy God Lock still be refined?" Di Jiang didn't answer, he asked the question in his heart, he was really worried, worried that the Sleepy God Lock would lose its effect, and without the Sleepy God Lock, the two of them would be helpless in the face of the broken demon bones.

Although the two have a soul connection, this connection is not enough for Di Jiang to be aware of the details of the deity's questioning, as an individual with independent consciousness, Di Jiang has his own ideas, and the two have a common cognition in general, but in the details, there will be some small differences, which is not a concern.

"I need to suppress refining!" Facing the uncontrollable tremor of the sarcophagus, he asked Chuanting about the thumping sound coming from inside the coffin, stepped onto the sarcophagus and sat on it. "We can't run around the world with a sarcophagus on our backs, let alone let it go. ”

"I see!" Dijiang nodded.

Wen Chuanting sat cross-legged on the sarcophagus, his white palm gently brushed downward, and the ground under the sarcophagus cracked silently, like an open mouth, and Wen Chuanting and the sarcophagus slowly submerged into it.

"The means are too single, more means are needed, more hole cards!" The moment Wen Chuanting disappeared, such a voice came from Di Jiang's mind, and endless animal skins were scattered and piled up on the ground.

This is what Wen Chuanting left to Dijiang and the Wu tribe in the end. The things on the animal skin, leaving early, were swept into his mind and filed by Siyu.

A rumbling sound came from the ground, and then in the shocked gaze of the Emperor Jiang, the huge mouth that cracked on the surface of the ground was like being pulled by an invisible hand, and the huge crack that was deep in the ground was also closed in the rumbling sound.

There was a continuous rumbling sound, an invisible force extended, and then the whole earth fluctuated as if it had turned into seawater, and the terrain continued to change, and gradually, the surface of the ground that had been damaged by the battle slowly smoothed out, except for the destroyed trees and flowers, everything seemed as if there had been no battle.

Deep underground, there was a space where fiery magma was boiling, and the bubbles were like scars on the toad's body, cracking and bulging. In the fiery space, the rock wall above suddenly cracked, and the pitch-black sarcophagus that was tightly bound by chains suddenly fell, and sat cross-legged on it and asked Chuanting, as if asking Chuanting to suppress the sarcophagus and fall into the magma. As it turned out, the sarcophagus fell under his repression.

The calm magma was thrown into a stone like a sea without waves, splashing dripping viscous magma and falling again into this sea of magma, causing ripples.

The sarcophagus floated in the entire sea of magma, and the powerful heat enveloped the sarcophagus without compromising the original dark nature of the sarcophagus.

"With the help of the powerful masculine power here, we may be able to completely destroy the demon bones!" asked Chuanting to raise his eyes and look at this fiery space, nodding slightly, his heart quite satisfied with this place.

There is an inexhaustible source of fire-based power here, which can help him refine and suppress demon bones, and at the same time, it will help him cultivate the fire-based law. It can be described as a situation of killing two birds with one stone. Coming here, it was just an idea, originally he wanted to sink into the depths of the earth, just to quietly refine the demon bones without being disturbed, but as the depth of the bottom layer increased, he didn't feel too much pressure. As he descended, he remembered too many things about the formation, and what made him pay special attention to everything that had masculine and could restrain demonic energy.

In my long memory, the strata were divided into three levels, the crust, the mantle and the core, the crust above the Moho surface, the middle part above the Gutenberg surface below the Moho surface is the mantle, and the part from the Gutenberg surface to the center of the earth is the crust. As for Moho noodles and Gutenberg noodles, there are many things involved, which do not help him, and he does not think deeply, if he really thinks deeply, then it is not thinking, but learning.

The stratification of the strata first brought to his mind magma, the fiery magma formed in the depths of the mantle and crust, which had the characteristics of scorching heat, which was exactly what he needed.

As for this great wilderness world, people's cognition of the earth only carries everyone and nurtures endless lives, and no one delves into what is underground, let alone helping him from the side, so he can only rely on himself.

It turns out he made the right choice.