Chapter 403: The Flame of the Burning Sky

As soon as the thought arises, the spirit comes out of the back of the head. At this moment, it was no longer a cloud of mist, and then it coalesced into a cloud, as if it was a slowly flowing circular vortex.

When he vacated the house, he was covered in thunder, and even if the sun was scorching, he was still fearless.

In the realm of returning the sun, even if it is the fifteenth day of the month, when the bright moon is in the sky, you can also travel the world at will. Even in the early morning and evening, when the sunlight is weakened, it can be separated from the body.

In that yin soul, there has been a masculine, and since then, it can slowly not be burned by the true fire of the sun.

Zongshou's Yuan Soul is very different. When he began to practice, he used the Heavenly Mirror Soul Reflection Technique to refine it. After the pure character is coalesced, it is pure and clear the impurities in the inner at all times. The soul of the Yuan is pure and abnormal, although it is the peak of returning yang, and the yang power in the soul is prosperous, but it is not inferior to the realm of day travel.

With the help of electric light shielding around the body, even under the scorching sun, it can be separated without damage.

It's just that at this moment, Zong Shou's heart is slightly abrupt, and he is inexplicably a little uneasy. I feel that my soul has been following a kind of inertia at this time, constantly swirling and rolling.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a hundred zhang can be absorbed by him. It's just that it's okay at the moment, but if in the future, when you need to shape your soul body and gather your true form, what should you do?

How should this soul sea whirlpool, which is based on the Heaven Devouring Yuan Transformation Method, change?

All the soul consciousness returned to the physical body like a tidal wave.

Zong Shou opened his eyes, first his brows furrowed, and then the melancholy calmed down again.

In the middle of his right hand, a small flame suddenly ignited, less than a finger of flame, burning out of thin air. Although the flame light was small, it made the surrounding air ripple constantly, and all spiritual energy was also disintegrating one after another, making a popping sound.

In the blink of an eye, the space in this room has risen violently.

If it weren't for the sect's guard, it would be suppressed by mana. This entire small courtyard almost burned spontaneously without fire.

Zong Shou's eyes were also suspicious. This is one of the supernatural powers produced by the blood of the Lu family's burning void - the flame of burning the sky.

I didn't care too much about it, but this power was already beyond the level of mortal fire.

After a little contemplation, among the flames in Zong Shou's hand, a small purple lightning ball suddenly appeared.

The method used is exactly the meaning of the word 'stacking'. He can't do it yet, the spiritual powers are superimposed on each other, but at this moment, with the bloodline supernatural powers, it is easy to use two completely different supernatural powers.

When the fire and thunder converged, the flame also changed instantly, as if there was a chemical reaction, expanding wildly, and the color also turned to pure black.

Zong Shou's pupils shrank, and almost immediately, he threw the thunder fire in his hand out of the window behind him.

In that direction, there is an open space with a radius of 100 zhang. It is also worthy of this independent courtyard, which is dedicated to him to practice martial arts.

Zong Shou only used the spirit array a few days ago to strengthen and transform, which can converge the amplitude of spiritual energy. But at this moment, when the flame burst out, the spirit array there immediately collapsed.

Everything is burning like crazy. A trace of purple electric light flickered, sweeping and spreading. With the power of destruction, knock everything you can touch.

Fortunately, the black flame light was not supported by his soul power, and it did not continue to spread.

But after a while, they all dispersed. However, at this moment, a huge pit appeared in front of Zong Shou's eyes. The inside is full of fiery magma flow, and I don't know how deep it is. And the scope has also expanded to hundreds of zhang away.

Not only is the house where the sect guard is erected, but the surrounding courtyard wall has also disappeared without a trace and turned into powder.

Fortunately, several courtyards near here were uninhabited, and no matter when the black fire exploded or the thunder swept through everything, it was silent.

There was no movement of psionic powers—almost all the spirits of heaven and earth that came into contact with them were destroyed in that instant. ...,

The whole process did not alarm others.

Zong Shou took a deep breath, looking at his hands in disbelief.

It's hard to believe that these blows, which are comparable to the spiritual method of the Japanese travel realm, are actually out of their own hands.

Half a day later, Zong Shoufang waved his hand slightly, and above this small courtyard, a cloud and mist were immediately generated, and a slight drizzle fell, causing the ground that had been burned into magma to cool down rapidly.

There are hands sealed, a spiritual word is recited in the mouth, and the word "rise" is said!

On all sides, the walls that had been turned into powder rose from the ground again.

Almost every trace of lines, every crevice, is the same as before. Behind it is the house in the courtyard, which is also constructed one by one.

This is the 'stone construction technique' in the spiritual method, and it is mostly used to set up formations. Although Zong Shou has not formed an earth talisman, he is also handy at using this technique to rebuild this broken courtyard at this moment with his realm.

In just half a moment, the first courtyard of the first word of the word A was restored to normal.

It's just that those pieces of furniture and something, as well as all kinds of fire goose down for bedding, etc., can no longer be restored by Zong Shou.

"When the first snow comes back, I'm afraid I'm going crazy-"

Looking at this empty room, Zong Shou couldn't help but sigh bitterly. The price paid for this audition of superimposed superpositions was so great that even I was in pain.

The wealth equivalent to fifteen hundred fourth-order beast crystals was evaporated like this.

Speaking of which, the girl from the first snow seems to be coming back soon.

Tilting his head and thinking about it, Zong Shou decided to avoid Qi Feng for the time being and leave the scene first.

Leaving the first courtyard of the first character, Zong Shou went straight to the direction of the second floor of the Tibetan scripture.

The anomaly in his own soul, it is estimated that only the old man can give him an answer.

Even if this Senior Brother Han doesn't know, he can contact a few Saint Realm powerhouses in the sect on his behalf.

The twelve scripture buildings are all on the southernmost side of the Cangsheng Palace, and they happen to pass through several scripture halls. Along this corridor all the way, I saw that there were beautiful women everywhere, red flowers and willows, and fragrant winds. The fairy-like figures are slim and elegant, each with its own style.

Most of the three sects and six sects of Cangsheng Dao are said to have been passed down by Xizi's confidantes. Therefore, the female disciples in the sect account for almost seventy percent of the number.

Each of them is extraordinary, even if it is the most ordinary, it can be regarded as a rare beauty when placed outside.

This way has passed, so that Zong Shou is a feast for his eyes. This can basically be regarded as the only benefit for him to join the Cangsheng Dao, except for the Xuanming Golden Book.

He is like a gentleman on his face, and he does not squint. The light of his eyes is scanned in all directions, and his body is three measurements, which can be obtained in an instant with his veteran experience.

Sigh again, compared to this common life. What kind of beauty pageant in the future generations, it's all scum!

It's a pity that he is now a famous person with a master of grass, and he can only look at the flowers and sigh, and he is addicted.

Suddenly, his heart was rippling, and between his thoughts, the cold figure that he had been missing for a long time suddenly appeared again.

The distracting thoughts in Zong Shou's heart immediately disappeared. There was also a bit of loneliness on her face, and the image of the woman appeared more and more frequently, and she would dream of it when she was asleep.

Anger wants to forget, but it can't.

I always feel sorry for others, but in my head, there is always another voice saying that if I even forget about myself, I will forget her. So who else in this world will remember her?

His eyes gradually lost focus, and he was extremely dazed. Just subconsciously, moving forward. It wasn't until there were a few coquettish laughter suddenly in my ears that I woke up again.

Looking around, I found that at this moment, I don't know when, walked into an unusually beautiful flower.

It is surrounded by three-colored flowers that exude a faint fragrance. And beside him, there is still a beauty. But at this moment, it is a different kind of moving. The dress also seemed to have changed a little, slightly exposed, and the snow-white skin, as if magnetic, firmly attracted his attention. ...,

At this time, a flame ignited in the abdomen, and within his consciousness, he was almost completely occupied by an impulse. I can't wait to pounce on them at this moment and throw these beauties to the ground. And then violently, they completely tore their dresses apart.

Zong Shouwei raised his eyebrows, and the true talisman of the words 'purity' and 'illusion' in the soul was shining brightly. In just a moment, he was freed from that illusion.

"Illusion method, don't you know that the Zong clan's Heavenly Fox bloodline is born to resist the world's illusions?"

It was quite meaningful, and looked at the three-color flowers on the side. It's not just magic, it's also medicine.

I remember that yesterday, when he passed by here, he had never seen this kind of spirit flower.

I seem to be in the same class, and I can't help it after all. Such a charming method, not surprisingly, is mostly from the Seven Spirits Sect.

The Cangsheng Dao branch sect that was reviled as the Demon Sect -

Interesting!

Between the corners of Zong Shou's lips, a smile escaped, and he looked around with an admiring gaze.

There are a few women around, although they are casting secret charms. But he doesn't scratch his head and show off coquettishness. Every move, on the contrary, there is a faint elegance.

"This is the Seven Spirits Sect's charm method? Yes, it's charming but not lewd, and it has a true rhyme-"

subconsciously exclaimed, and the few women around instantly changed color at this moment.

Zong Shou flicked the sleeves of his robe lightly, and the three-colored flowers on the side shattered.

turned into pieces of dust and shrouded towards these female disciples of the Seven Spirit Sect. Several women subconsciously wanted to resist, but they only felt that their bodies suddenly went numb, and they couldn't help but breathe in, inhaling all those pollen into their abdomen. In an instant, his face turned red, and a trace of lust ignited in his beautiful eyes. The eyes are like silk, and the breasts are swollen. Under the abdomen, it is itchy to the bone marrow, and the emptiness is incomparable, and they can't wait for the man in front of them, who was quite disgusting to them, to hold them in their arms and knead them fiercely.

"When I talk about autumn as a person, I have always liked the way of others and the body of others. A little lesson, I hope for a few, don't be surprised in the future!"

After saying that, Zong Shou had no intention of nostalgia and left these women behind. Go to this garden, to another place.

Passing through a low wood, I heard a soft woman's voice sound.

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