After leaving the wolf's den, Youlan Mu picked up the little black panther and found a secret place to heal his wounds, with the help of the broken army, he spent three days barely repairing the damaged heart veins, but if he wants to heal, he still needs to be nourished with aura for a long time.

In the cave, Youlan Mu counted the items in Sun Li's storage bag, three lower-grade spirit swords, fourteen empty storage bags, and thirty jade buckets containing fire lotuses, totaling three hundred and eighty-seven fire lotuses. This is a very staggering number, and behind this number is a long list of betrayals.

Youlan Mu suddenly thought of Sun Li's slightly lonely words that night, "In order to survive, I have used all methods......"

Youlan Mu shook his head, no longer thinking about him, picked up a spirit sword and observed it carefully.

"Hum~" With a soft sound, Youlan Mu drove the spirit sword and slowly poured spiritual power into the spirit sword, and as the spiritual power fluctuated and slowly superimposed, the fluorescence on the surface of the spirit sword became brighter and brighter.

When the spiritual power fluctuation turned over five rounds and was about to rush to the sixth round, there was a sudden "click", and the spirit sword was overwhelmed and broke inch by inch.

Youlan Mu was stunned for a moment.

"It's so strange, how can a low-grade spiritual weapon not be able to withstand even five rounds of spiritual power fluctuations." The sound of surprise of breaking the army sounded in the sea.

Youlan Mu frowned, and with some doubts, he took out the wooden core sword that was as short as a dagger, and poured it into five rounds of spiritual power fluctuations, and the wooden core sword was fluorescent, and there was nothing unusual.

Youlan Mu continued to pour spiritual power into the wooden core sword, and when the spiritual power fluctuations were superimposed to ten rounds, the wooden core sword fluoresced greatly, and suddenly there was a light sound, and a small crack cracked on the surface of the wooden core sword.

Youlan Mu's heart was shocked, and he immediately calmed down all the fluctuations of spiritual power, and the fluorescence on the surface of the wooden core sword gradually dimmed, but the small crack was clearly left on it.

"Broken Army, how can this be?" Youlan Mu asked Po Jun in confusion.

The broken army also didn't understand why this happened. The lower-grade spiritual weapon can't resist five rounds of spiritual power fluctuations, and the middle-grade spiritual weapon will break when it encounters ten rounds of spiritual power fluctuations, which is completely impossible in the cultivator's world.

Spiritual weapons are usually refined by strong people in the foundation building period, and spiritual weapons can even withstand the spiritual power of a strong person in the foundation building period, how can they not withstand the spiritual power of a seventh-layer disciple of qi refining.

Youlan Mu carefully recalled what happened in the Flame Hell, starting from the battle with the scorpion-type monster, the wooden core sword accidentally broke, and every time he drove the spirit sword with all his strength, the spirit sword would be damaged. Could it be that after staying in this flame hell for a long time, what abnormal changes have happened to the spiritual power in his body?

Suddenly, Youlan Mu remembered something, when he and the black charcoal head fought in the courtyard, a gap was cracked on the surface of the wooden core sword, originally he thought that the wooden core sword was injured by the black charcoal head axe, and all the cracks would appear, but now he thinks that the culprit who caused the cracks on the wooden core sword is his spiritual power.

Youlan Mu's face suddenly became gloomy, and he seemed to have come to a very bad conclusion, he couldn't urge the spirit sword with all his strength, which meant that he couldn't become a sword cultivator. Not to mention the spirit sword, I'm afraid he can't use other mid-grade and low-grade spirit weapons with all his might.

Unless he can get a spiritual weapon of the upper grade or above, but the high-grade spiritual weapon is a rare thing in the hands of the strong people in the foundation building period, how can he get it.

"This is troublesome, now your realm is not high, maybe you can barely use a high-grade spiritual weapon, but if your realm is high, I am afraid that even the high-grade treasure weapon will be scrapped in your hands. You can't use weapons, what's the difference between it and a toothless tiger. The results of the analysis of the broken army made Youlan Mu's face even more ugly.

Youlan Mu unwillingly took out a spirit sword and slowly poured spiritual power into it again, but the result was still that when the spiritual power fluctuated and turned over five rounds, the lower grade spirit sword instantly broke and turned into a pile of scrap iron.

"How can this be..."Youlan Mu clenched his hands with red eyes, if he couldn't use the spirit weapon, his combat power would be greatly reduced.

The bonus effect of the spirit weapon is not obvious at the low realm, but at the upper realm, this auxiliary attack or defense bonus effect will be very significant. It's like adding a layer of strength to both an elephant and an ant, which is higher or lower.

"Maybe you can't use spiritual weapons by nature." Po Jun said uncertainly.

Youlan Mu gritted his teeth and said, "How can there be such a thing, will I never sacrifice the spirit sword again?" ”

"So far, it seems. However, it is not impossible to do so. Po Jun's words suddenly changed, which made a glimmer of hope ignite in Youlan Mu's lost eyes.

"What can you do?" Youlan Mu asked seriously word by word.

Po Jun grinned, pressed his right hand forward, and a long black knife was stuck in the charred earth, and a faint frost mist slowly spread outward with it as the center.

For some reason, at the moment when the black knife appeared, Youlan Mu's heart had a feeling of being physically and mentally connected with the black knife. Youlan Mu noticed that even with the strength of the broken army, he could not completely resist the cold air of this knife, and the palm that pressed the handle of the knife was obviously white.

Po Jun stood with his hands on his sword and said, "The name of this knife is Bawu, even if you turn over the spiritual power fluctuation for fifty rounds, don't want to hurt it." ”

"But I can't use it at all, and if I get close to it, I'll freeze into ice." Although Youlan Mu was moved, he couldn't act, he had already suffered several times under this knife.

"I'm just telling you, it's not that you don't have a weapon to use, and you don't deserve it with your current strength." A hint of pride flashed across Po Jun's face.

"But I still don't have any weapons to use." Youlan Mu said in a deep voice.

"Since you can't use weapons, simply abandon those foreign objects, turn to the body, and use the body as a weapon. There are three thousand avenues, can you only cultivate swords? "The eyes of the broken army are like torches.

"You mean physical cultivation?" Youlan Mu frowned slightly, he was not afraid of hardship, but physical cultivation was not the path he wanted to take.

It is an indisputable fact that sword cultivation is the strongest in the world of cultivators, and most of the body cultivation is known for its resistance to fighting blood, and what Youlan Mu wants is the strongest combat power, in order to smash the sin tablet and untie the shackles on the Youlan clan. Cultivating the body, is it to carry the sin monument?

"Only the living person is qualified to do what he wants." The broken army said awe-inspiringly.

Youlan Mu looked stunned and nodded silently.

Three days later, after some fighting, Youlan Mu finally rushed out of this gloomy black mountain.

When he stepped onto the summit of the last hill, his vision suddenly opened up, with nearly 10,000 fields of magma scattered across the flat land, and a world of fire in front of him, with lava spewing out of the surface from time to time. If the dark mountains behind him are wolves lurking in the shadows, then the sea of fire in front of him is a manic lion.

So far, the place that Yulanmu has seen can be divided into three areas, the front area is the scorched earth dotted with magma, the central area is the dark black mountains, and the rear area in front of him is the paradise of fire, the real lava of hell.

"Woo~" Perhaps sensing the restless fire attribute spiritual power in front of him, the little black panther came out of Youlan Mu's collar and arched his chin a little uneasily.

Youlan Mu stroked the little black panther's silky head and asked, "Broken Army, can you sense the position of the power tower array?" ”

"Right in the middle of this sea of fire." Po Jun said with great certainty.

Youlan Mu secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately it wasn't above the Netherworld Cave, otherwise he really didn't know what to do. Pressing the little panther back into the collar, Youlan Mu walked down the mountain without any hesitation.

Just as he was sliding down the hill, his eyes suddenly froze, and he saw a graceful figure on the top of the mountain in the distance also slid down the hill, and after a moment it disappeared into the vast flames below the mountain.

Outer disciples... Youlan Mu's brows tightened, and she accelerated her decline.

When Youlanmu rushed into the flame zone, a wave of heat rushed to his face, and the roasted Youlanmu's cheeks ached faintly, and he had to use his spiritual power to resist this heat outside his body. Although he had been mentally prepared, seeing the scene in front of him, Youlan Mu was still shocked.

The plain in front of you is almost swallowed up by magma, and the very little black earth you can see from the top of the mountain is also formed by the cooling of lava. If you really step on it and step on that charred black skin, I am afraid that the lava inside will melt the soles of your feet. The plain is made entirely of cooled lava accumulations.

Youlan Mu stared at the distance and searched for a long time, but did not find a place to put his feet. Is it really necessary to walk over the surface of the cooled lava?

Youlanmu tried to find a relatively hard lava and stepped on it, the surface of the hard lava was uneven, making it very uncomfortable for people to walk, some of the charred black lava was like a marshmallow to step on, hot and sticky, but in order to find the power tower, Youlanmu could only endure the scorching magma and shuttle forward in the fiery world.

Six days later, Youlan Mu went deep into the hinterland of the Flame World, but found nothing, let alone decent buildings, not even the taller hills, and Youlan Mu couldn't help but wonder if the power tower was buried underground.

"Breaking the army, where is the eye of the power tower?"

"Don't worry, it's almost here, go two hundred meters further."

"Two hundred meters? Doesn't that mean it's close? How I didn't see it. "Youlan Mu looked around, and all he saw was the scorching lava, and there was no shadow of the power tower.

"Of course you can't see it when you look down, you look up and look up." The Broken Army laughed evilly.

Hearing the sound, Youlan Mu looked up, and there was a huge formation pattern carved on the top of the cave hundreds of meters high, with a diameter of more than 100 meters, Youlan Mu was shocked and asked, "How can this go up!" ”

"I don't know about this, it's your business to quench the body, you can figure it out yourself." Breaking the army is irresponsible.

Youlan Mu's face suddenly darkened.

"Po Jun, can you use your divine sense to hold me up." Youlan Mu proposed.

"You think it's simple, how much magic power will it cost me to be so high, you can think of another way yourself." Po Jun didn't buy Youlanmu's account at all.

Youlan Mu frowned and thought hard, there was no good way for a while, and suddenly he saw the slimy lava under his feet that had not yet cooled down, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly had an idea.