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Although the patriarch of the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect didn't know what the cultivation realm was, he was able to establish such a foundation as the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect and steal a spring from the Nine Shadows World, needless to say, he knew that he was a great supernatural power. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info//Fast update//But even if he is that strong, he has to work hard to set up a large array to catalyze and dilute the ten dark fires that only gush out every hundred years. From this, we can see what kind of power the Nine Nether Fires have, which should not exist in the world.

In the depths of the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect, in the core of the Great Array, in the secluded spring space, a person whose whole body was pitch black, like a corpse, was floating, and the rich netherworld aura around him enveloped him in it, and the scene was extremely strange.

And above the spring, the seven Nine Nether Flames that should have existed were only six at this moment. There is another one, which is missing.

"Ahh.......hh

A terrible scream like a devil crying sounded in Wu Qi's Zhihai, but it was none other than his own mind and mind that were suffering from incomparably painful torture.

Relying on the desolate ancient refining power of the Netherworld Battle Body, Wu Qi boldly took a Nine Netherworld Fire directly with his flesh palm. But immediately, the pain of the fire entering his body made his mind howl miserably in the sea of consciousness. And not only that, but even his body was implicated.

When the Hellfire entered the body, it immediately disintegrated, and then turned into tens of thousands of pure Netherworld Breath, like a pitch-black Dark Snake, all of which drilled into every corner of Wu Qi's body. Nothing leaked, the flesh, blood, viscera, bones, acupoints, meridians, ....... were all occupied by the Netherworld Breath and frozen, even the cultivation of his Jie Dan peak, the true yuan that was as viscous as jade liquid was also frozen, and it could not function at all.

If someone could knock on his body at this time, they would find that Wu Qi's body was as stiff as gold and iron at the moment.

The pain of being frozen in the flesh had already implicated Wu Qi's mind, and he shrank in the Mud Pill Palace and did not dare to come out, but then as the hell fire poured into the Mud Pill Palace, Wu Qi immediately knew what it meant to be better to live than to die.

Crisis! Unprecedented crisis!

All of Wu Qi's minds were trapped in the Mud Pill Palace, and he lost control of his body. His mind was scorched by the fire, and an unspeakable pain enveloped him, and the tenacity of his proud mind was now gone, and the terrible howl echoed in his sea of consciousness all the time.

The mind is like this, and the body is even worse, although there is the first layer of the Netherworld Battle Body, but when it is entered by the Netherfire, the battle body has become a burden. In just a moment, his body began to crumble, frozen by the Nether's aura, and headed towards a state of nothingness.

If Wu Qi didn't have a back hand, I was afraid that it wouldn't be long before Wu Qi's mind and body would be burned to death by the fire and collapse into nothingness.

In his sea of consciousness, a dark fire spread out, manifesting a sea of fire that seemed to be many times smaller. Above the sea of fire, a cloud of mist was being burned and rolling, and inside the mist, a faint figure loomed, and a terrible howl came from it.

Wu Qi's face looming on the figure was hideous, and his plain indifferent face was completely gone, just like a terrible ghost being tortured in hell.

Although he was in boundless pain, Wu Qi could still sense the crisis in his body, and he had a faint premonition in the midst of the miserable howl that it would be before his body and mind would completely collapse and return to nothingness.

Ten, nine, eight......................

The terrible feeling of dying came, and it came in an instant, filling Wu Qi's entire mind. The countdown murmur in the dark poured into it even more pervasively, and the miserable howl that came out of his mouth was more desperate, crazy, and unwilling...... There are many breaths, which make people look at it horrified, tremble when they hear it, and almost want to go crazy.

The last moment seems to be coming, Wu Qi's life is about to come to an end, and the figure on the sea of fire has been thin to the limit, and it will disappear at any time. But the tumbling was unprecedentedly violent, and the miserable howl was even more crazy to the extreme, unwillingness, despair, and resentment...... Endless negative emotions pour out like waves.

"Three-interest, two-breath ........."

Abrupt, almost abrupt to the extreme. It was as if time had suddenly stopped, the endless howls had vanished, the tumbling sea of fire had froze, and the collapsing mind and body had stopped. Starting from the pitch-black body inside the spring, a faint gray aura like dust suddenly emanated, and everywhere it passed, all the netherworld aura was instantly solidified, including the seven netherworld flowers with infinite power and high above the spring.

The more terrifying scene was still to come, the source of the dusty dark aura, "buzzing", the void seemed to be unable to withstand any pressure, and there was a trilling sound, only to see Wu Qi's left arm. The misty phantom suddenly appeared, slowly rising from Wu Qi's left arm, and the phantom was actually a severed arm, a shriveled and severed arm covered with a simple dark gold texture.

The dust of the years, waves of faint gloom overflowed from the quaint broken arm, and everywhere they passed, everything stopped. The Nine Nether Fires, which had been raging in Wu Qi's body before, and were about to take Wu Qi's life in a few breaths, immediately became motionless as soon as they came into contact with these dark breaths, as if they had lost all their power.

This amputated arm appeared at the last moment, freezing everything and leaving Wu Qi's life at the last moment. If this broken arm comes out a little later, Wu Qi's mind will completely collapse, and his body will turn into nothingness, completely disappearing from this world.

I don't know if all this is incomparable luck or a shocking gamble. The next moment, there was an answer.

"Hahahaha......."

Incomparably crazy laughter suddenly sounded in the silent and solidified spring, and a humanoid phantom floated out from Wu Qi's mud pill palace, and the face manifested in it, and a crazy and strange face appeared, who was not Wu Qi.

"The things of the desolate ancients are just for the sake of inheritance, and they reside in my body, so naturally I have to hand over all the inheritance. This is a big gamble, and I won. Hahahaha"

At this moment, Wu Qi's face was full of pride, quite crazy, and even his expression was distorted. However, there is no unusual color in the eyes under the black hair, only calmness, calmness that is not moved by anything.

If there were any spectators here, they would definitely be shocked by what Wu Qi had done now. What happened just now, infiltrating the Great Array, stealing the Hellfire, without resistance, turned out to be a gamble. A gamble that Wu Qi forced out in order to force out the broken arm of the dark gold hidden in his left arm.

After he got the Dark Gold Broken Arm, he knew that the inheritance he had received was incomplete. Later, after refining Fu Kuan's memory, he guessed that the inheritance he obtained must be extremely powerful, but what he obtained was extremely small, maybe he didn't even get all the incomplete inheritance contained in the dark gold broken arm, only some leftovers.

After having a guess in his heart, Wu Qi also tried a variety of methods, but he still failed to summon the dark gold broken arm in his left arm. As a last resort, Wu Qi took a risk, and took the opportunity of stealing the fire this time, Wu Qi used his life as a bargaining chip to make a big gamble. At the last moment, the dark gold severed arm was forced out.

Although Wu Qiliu has the last resort, if he can't force the broken arm out, he is also somewhat sure that he will stop gambling and escape with his life. But he was so bold that he was indeed on the verge of madness.

After winning this earth-shattering gamble, Wu Qi immediately appeared, and I don't know if it was because of his relationship as the inheritor, his mind was not affected by the dark aura overflowing from the broken arm.

"I want to see what this inheritance is, and if you refuse to give it to me, then I will force you out and snatch it over. ”

The crazy smile faded, and Wu Qi calmly said a few words, his words were like iron and stone, and he was loud and sound, containing infinite credibility and mental strength, which was unimaginable.

And in the next moment, the floating mind could no longer hold back, and directly turned into a shadow, like a hungry tiger pounced on food, and pounced on the severed arm that was as dry as a dead branch, which was covered with ancient dark gold textures.

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