Hua Xia Jiu put aside his curiosity and exploration of the futon for the time being, and began to look for a way to leave this secret room.

Although he can't go out at this time, he still has to go out in the end.

As time passed, Hua Xia Jiu's expression became more and more cold and ugly. Not only did there really be no exit to this secret room, but he found that the stone walls of this secret room were so hard that with his strength, he could not damage them in the slightest.

Hua Xia Jiu suddenly remembered that this Purple Shadow Treasure Mountain itself was the best magic weapon, and it was the treasure of the town sect left by the founder of the Purple Shadow Sect.

After figuring out the current situation, Hua Xia Jiu did not have any decadence, and soon calmed down completely. Because he has the origin and leaves the fire, if he really can't get out, in the end, it is a big deal to burn a passage out of the fire with the origin.

After figuring this out, Hua Xia Jiu put his mind back on the golden futon.

After he detected it with his soul sense, he felt that this futon contained a huge amount of terrifying vitality power.

"Could it be that this futon is alive, a creature, or even a demon beast. Hua Xia Jiu was shocked in his heart and secretly speculated.

The next moment, a white light shot out of his eyes, enveloping the futon.

Under the eyes of the Hades, there was a green light, and there was no sign of the existence of a soul form.

He withdrew the Eye of Hades, his eyes full of incomprehension.

Not a living ......... How could it be such a terrifying force of life.

Wrong......... Plants do not have a soul body, nor do they contain the power of life.

Could this futon be a plant? Yes, plants should have roots.

Hua Xia Jiu thought of it, and wanted to try to lift the futon to see if there was a root underneath, because when he used his soul sense to detect the futon just now, he found that in addition to being able to detect and perceive the huge and terrifying vitality contained in this futon, it was difficult for his soul sense to penetrate into the futon, let alone see the scene under the futon through the futon.

He hadn't touched the futon before, because he looked at the futon too weird and magical, and you must know that weird and magical things often represent danger, and of course it may also be chance.

Therefore, Hua Xia Jiu did not immediately move the futon, but the starry sky appeared in his eyes, and he began to deduce it with celestial arithmetic.

After half a ring, his face was again full of confusion and bewilderment. The invincible celestial astrology didn't even give any hints.

Hua Xia Jiu frowned and pondered, I don't know how long it took, his heart moved, and a cluster of fiery red flames appeared in his hand.

With the appearance of this cluster of flames, the temperature in the secret room increased rapidly, and it had exceeded 100 degrees in a few breaths, and it was still rising in a straight line.

A strange scene happened.

As a cluster of origin fire appeared in Hua Xia Jiu's hand, the futon actually moved, as if there were feet under the futon, and quickly widened the distance from Hua Xia Jiu, until it moved to the side of the secret room and stopped close to the stone wall.

When Hua Xia Jiu saw this scene, his eyes couldn't help but shine, and they became brighter and brighter, and soon they were as bright as bright stars.

Of course, he knew that the futon was afraid that the origin in his hand would leave the fire.

As long as he has what the futon is afraid of, he has the ability to protect himself in the face of the strange and mysterious futon.

And on the premise of self-preservation, he can make further attempts and detections.

At this time, he had already aroused a strong curiosity in the futon, and he must know that Hua Xia Jiu's desire to explore had always been extremely strong.

At this time, he had even forgotten about the big battle in the outside world, because he believed that with his previous arrangement, if the Divine Martial Sect, the Demon Soul Palace, the Blood Lotus Sect, and the Wendao Mountain Villa had no support, the Purple Shadow Sect would be able to keep the mountain gate and repel the enemy. What's more, he, the 'Tang monk meat', has disappeared, and this war cannot be fought forever.

Even if the man in white was angry and went on a killing spree, although it was impossible for the lords of the Netherworld to make a move, the mysterious old man in green who guarded the Soul Condensing Bell in the Purple Heart Hall would definitely be able to block the man in white.

Hua Xia Jiu tried to convey a soul idea to the Ghost King and Rutgers in the Nether Mountain, and after finding that the two of them had successfully accepted it, they completely left everything behind and began to study the golden futon.

A golden futon that has lived for tens of thousands of years, what an interesting thing and creature this is, Hua Xia Jiu thought of it.

"Are you afraid of the fire in my hand?" Hua Xia Jiu said, looking at the futon.

The golden futon was like a dead thing, silently clinging to the stone wall, motionless, and did not make any sound.

"You really can't speak. Can you understand me and communicate with me? Hua Xia Jiu then said.

The golden futon remained motionless, and did not respond in the slightest.

Hua Xia Jiu thought about it, put away the origin from the fire, and then walked towards the golden futon.

Because he put away the reason why the origin was away from the fire, the golden futon remained motionless in the face of his approach.

Hua Xia Jiu walked to the futon, hesitated for a moment, and raised his hand to grab the futon. It feels cool to the touch and is a little soft.

The next moment, he tried hard to pick it up, but then his face changed slightly, his center of gravity was unstable, and he almost fell forward.

In his hands, the futon did not move. You must know that with his physical body, he has the strength of thousands of catties when he lifts it with his hand.

This futon is really not a mortal thing, evil door---

Hua Xia Jiu thought about it, the power in his hand increased, and after a few breaths, his other hand also grabbed the futon.

After half a ring, sweat appeared on his forehead, his face turned red, and his whole body had used all his strength, and the true yuan in the true yuan pill in the dantian was poured into his arms with all his strength, but he still couldn't move the futon at all.

Hua Xia Jiu withdrew his hands, and his heart was shocked, knowing that his physical body and the power of True Yuan combined had nearly 50,000 catties of strength, but he couldn't move this futon at all.

In the Dao Soul Realm, although his strength is already very strong now, there are many things in this world that he can't move, such as mountains, rivers, cities, and so on. But it's all very big stuff. He never thought that something the size of his ass would not move.

According to the relationship between volume, density and mass, if something is so small in volume but has such a large mass, then how dense is the futon, to be precise, how dense is the golden grass that is woven into the futon. He had never seen or knew of such a dense object in the world, including the Earth, not even a tenth of it.

After a short time, Hua Xia Jiu's mind regained his composure again, and after pondering and hesitating for a while, he sat on the futon. The futon is for people to sit on, and the patriarch of the Kaipai sect must have also sat on this futon to cultivate, so there should be some benefits.

That's what he thinks, and that's what he does.

But the next moment, Hua Xia Jiu's complexion changed, and then his expression remained shocked, his body was motionless, his eyes remained dull, and his eyes were motionless.

The moment he sat on the futon, Huaxia Jiu's soul form felt a huge and irresistible suction force on his soul form, and then his soul form directly entered a green tube-shaped channel, and then along this green pipe, the soul form began to move forward rapidly.

I don't know how long it took, Hua Xia Jiu's soul form appeared in a green world, and there was a green villain in the green world.

The moment Huaxia Jiu's soul form appeared, the green villain didn't say a word, and sucked at Huaxia Jiu's soul form, and Huaxia Jiu's soul form was directly swallowed by it into his mouth. To be precise, along with the Hades Altar under Huaxia Jiu's soul form, it was also swallowed into his mouth.

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The battle in Ziyou Mountain at this time has reached a white-hot state. All those who survived have been killed. The rhinoceros condensed by the immeasurable formation had disappeared, because the 50,000 scattered cultivators had all died, including three of them who were superficially scattered cultivators, but were actually the cultivators of the Heavenly Fortune Divine Sect.

The Demon Soul Palace condensed into a thousand zhang demon souls, which were already a hundred zhang in size, and were trapped in the black shadow group on the Netherworld Mountain, waiting for the palace master of the Demon Soul Palace to rescue him, but the latter was fighting with the ghost at this time, and both were defeated, so there was time to save him. Of course, even if there is that time, there is the strength to save it.

Others, whether it is the Purple Shadow Sect, or the huge spiritual objects condensed and transformed by the formation of the Divine Martial Sect, the Blood Lotus Sect, and the Asking Dao Mountain Villa, including the other half of the stone tablets that are scattered on the surface, but are actually condensed by the 50,000 members of the Heavenly Fortune Divine Sect, have all shrunk by nearly half at this time.

This means that both the Purple Shadow Sect and the invading enemy have been killed or wounded.

The man in white couldn't find Hua Xia Jiu, and under the anger and anger, he really started to kill, but as Hua Xia Jiu expected, he was stopped by the old man in Tsing Yi of the Purple Heart Palace, to be precise, he was stopped by the Soul Condensing Bell. Because the old man in Tsing Yi himself is the soul bell.

At the moment when Huaxia Nine Soul Bodies and the Altar of the Netherworld God were devoured by the green villain, more than thirty monarchs, including the Ghost King, Rutgers, and the Netherworld Lich King, and the Netherworld Saint Clan, were all shocked, and their hearts were shaken, and they could no longer feel the existence of their Hades Monarch at that moment just now.

All the Maharaja suddenly went berserk, they wanted to enter the Netherworld, but thinking of the existence of the man in white, they simply held back this thought with the last trace of reason. But this also made them even more angry, and the next moment, through the Netherworld, a huge sense of death and silence that gathered all the Great Lords came out of the Netherworld Gate, and directly bombarded the remaining hundred-zhang-sized demon soul.

Boom――――

There was an earth-shattering noise from the Black Shadow Troupe of the Netherworld Mountain, and the hundred-zhang demon soul directly turned into flying ashes.

So far, the army of 100,000 monks of the Demon Soul Palace, except for the Palace Master of the Demon Soul Palace and the thin dog, have all fallen.

Today, I went to Xi'an Northwestern Polytechnical University, and the tutor shouted, this is the manuscript that I saved overnight last night, upload it in advance, for the sake of Xiao Jiu's continuous update and overtime, all the visitors will generously give a cheer. In addition, cheekily ask for monthly passes, collections, red tickets, praise, and subscriptions――――――――――――――