The whole super pit was covered in darkness, and nothing else was seen, and at this time, suddenly a thin silver flame burst from the bottom of the pit, like a silver snake, straight towards the top of the pit.

In this is an endless thriller, a little weird is added!

As this slender silver flame rose, the ink-like black along the way was like a water-covered recycling, and like a moth to a fire, and it was completely collected by this silver flame in an instant.

At the same time, a terrible ghost howl suddenly sounded, and it howled all the way.

Those wandering Yin Soul Phantoms were filled with fear, and the moment they came into contact with the silver fire, they all exploded, and their souls were absolutely scattered!

Of course, there were also those who wanted to escape, and they all ran in the opposite direction of the silver fire, but this silver fire seemed to have a suction force, sucking in all these yin spirits who tried to escape, and then burned and crushed, leaving no slag.

"Whew!"

The silver fire soared, and there were ghost howls along the road, and with the terrible sound of the ghost howl, the black that was so thick that the five fingers could not be seen along the road gradually faded, and gradually cleared as the afterglow of the silver fire spread.

After a while, the scene inside could already be seen.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cool air, and the transparent vision rose from the first layer to the second layer, and then to the third layer......

"Mu Lingfeng's Yama Killing Dream was actually burned by this silver fire!"

"Where did this fire come from?"

This question made everyone's faces stiffen, and the audience sitting on the first floor immediately looked for it.

"It's Tan Zimo's soul fire!"

The answer is like a source of infection, one to ten, ten to hundred. Before the view of the fifth floor burned through. It has been passed to the spectator seats on the ninth floor.

The view from the ninth floor is still black. The audience sitting here did not understand why the spectator seats below were boiling like boiling water, and the shouts kept coming.

As a result, the ninth floor banquet was full of doubtful secondings: "Tan Zimo's silver fire ......"

"Where?"

"It's pitch black, you can't see anything!"

In the midst of this questioning, the silver fire had already risen to the eighth floor, and as the vision of the eighth floor opened, the cheers and shouts of the eighth floor seemed to shake the audience on the ninth floor.

"Tan Zimo's silver flame has burned to the eighth layer, and it will soon come to us!"

Hearing the shouts of the eighth floor, the ninth floor also began to wait with joy in their hearts.

But......

............

The bottom of the pit.

Tan Zimo's injuries were very serious, even though he had been steamed for seven years with thousands of elixirs. has a self-healing supernatural power that makes people jealous, but because this injury is too serious, Rao is self-healing supernatural power can't be repaired so quickly.

The bleeding from the trauma stopped, but the so-called "long pain is better than short pain", and the healing in a short period of time made his pain increase exponentially.

Tan Zimo's brows furrowed, and the silver fire on the palm of his right hand shook with the slight trembling of his palm.

The amplitude was small, and the shaking of the silver fire in the palm of the hand was not even visible. But this slight movement is accompanied by a thousand feet of silver fire, which can be described as "pulling a hair and moving the whole body". Therefore, in the eyes of the high-level spectators, this slender silver flame that was thousands of feet long shook very strongly, and its outer tail flame seemed to be shaking so much that it was about to come out, and it was faintly swept across the air curtain, leaving a sizzling sound and an unpleasant smell of burning.

Tan Zimo frowned, not because of the serious injury and the pain was very high, but because the silver fire was a thousand feet high, and with his current cultivation, he was still a little struggling.

Fortunately, after absorbing and refining the Yin Soul Phantoms along the way, it provided a lot of energy for the silver fire.

Tan Zimo frowned because he was a little confused, he thought that the soul fire in his body was a nameless black fire, but the silver color that rose up subverted his previous cognition, could it be completely fused with the silver dragon breath?

Tan Zimo is so speculative!

In addition, I thought that this guy was eating the Demon Beast Pill, but I didn't think that this Yin Soul Death Qi also met its appetite......

The more you know, the more you don't understand.

He also wanted to get to the bottom of what kind of existence this nameless fire in his body was.

No clue for now.

Tan Zimo shook his head, still puzzled, and his body trembled slightly, but the silver fire at the top of the thousand feet almost shook the audience on the eighth floor.

Look up.

"The ninth layer is the battle zone between Sister Jing and Mu Lingfeng, where the Yama Dream Killing is the most intense, but it is not as easy to break through as these eight layers!"

Tan Zimo is not a big deal, although his mind is not inferior to Mu Lingfeng, and he can keep his consciousness awake, but it is not easy to completely break the Yama killing dream that he has refined to the thirteenth layer.

Although there is the help of the silver fire, the silver fire feather technique has only realized and refined a fire dragon scroll by itself, and it is the surface kung fu of the first layer, which seems to be very bluffing, but it is not enough to deal with Mu Lingfeng's Yama Killing Dream who has refined to the thirteenth layer.

There is also the silver fire itself that has a restraining effect on these yin soul death qi, and the killing god in the body, the dragon devouring mad vine, is full of evil qi in the sky, and it is also absolutely suppressed against these yin soul death qi, so there is silver fire invincible.

However, if you go up again, it is the ninth-layer airspace that Mu Lingfeng blocked with ninety percent of his strength.

To break it, you need hard skills!

Looking at the top of a thousand feet, there was a cold light in Tan Zimo's eyes: "Rise again"

"Ding!"

............

The audience on the ninth floor was still in total darkness.

They could hear the shouts of the audience below, but they couldn't see through the endless darkness of the super pit, except for the other people who were also on the ninth floor watching together, and the occasional miserable ghost phantom above the air curtain flashing by, so frightened that they almost urinated, and nothing else.

Faintly hearing that the line of sight of the eighth layer was already open, they waited expectantly.

Waiting......

"However, it seems like a long time!"

This is the feedback that was summarized after receiving the comments from the audience on the eighth floor.

The shouts of the other eight-story spectators with a clear vision were not difficult to understand: "Why did this silver fire stop and not move?"

............

There was a crisp sound of "ding" in his ears, and at the same time, the silver fire that had risen thousands of feet could no longer move forward.

Tan Zimo's eyes are also difficult to understand.

The silver fire seemed to have touched something, and it seemed to be blocked by something.

His brows furrowed, Tan Zi Mohuo's eyes were clear, and in an instant, a silver fire shadow shot out of his eyes.

"Dingding!"

It seems that even the gaze is blocked.

And this time, Tan Zimo's eyes also felt a slight tingling.

Tan Zimo's eyes trembled and blinked slowly, and a faint silver light retracted his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were hung with a wry smile of understanding: "I see!"

"It hit the ice!"

Then, he retracted his right hand, and in an instant, the silver fire that surged up was extinguished without warning.

"It seems that Sister Jing doesn't want me to interfere!"

............

"How did the fire go out?"

The crowd exclaimed again!

"Ice ......"

"How could it be? This sudden ice formation completely separated the ninth layer from the rest of the airspace!"

The plough bull has come to his senses, but his eyes are bloodshot, his body is full of scratches, and his whole body is drenched in cold sweat, as if he has experienced a nightmare!

He sighed in fear, shook his head, and gradually became a little clearer.

Then he looked up and noticed that the huge and transparent ice flake at the bottom of the ninth layer of airspace completely blocked the black sky above it......

He blinked, scratched his head in confusion, and then turned his head to check Tan Zimo's injuries.

Tan Zimo had already closed his eyes again.

So, the plough ox shouted helplessly, with the anxiety of jumping feet.

"Why is this guy still dizzy?" (To be continued.) )