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At the bottom of the deep cold pool, the dustless stunned like a wood chicken was stunned in it.

Ice-covered corpses spread out from beneath his feet, stretching out as far as the eye could see.

Although this place is very cold, and most of the corpses under his feet are frozen and stiff, there is still corpse qi in it, and he was a little stunned by the sight when he first arrived here, so he didn't notice it for a while. Now that I noticed it, it really sent chills down my dust-free spine.

"These are all alchemists?" Wuchen opened his mouth in astonishment, and as he spoke, he released his soul consciousness and extended to the nearest corpse under his feet, and sure enough, he felt a remnant soul with a little medicinal fragrance from his corpse.

Because of the alchemist's long-term alchemy, the soul consciousness is often exposed to the elixir, so over time, the soul consciousness will be contaminated with the fragrance of medicine. It is precisely for this reason that no matter where the alchemist goes, if he does not deliberately conceal it, he will be easily recognized at a glance.

And even after thinking about it, the smell of herbs soaked in the bone marrow is still difficult to dissipate, and in general, unless the soul consciousness is completely dissipated, it will always be there.

In front of them, most of these corpses are like this, and the few corpses that do not smell of medicinal herbs, judging by the fact that most of their bodies have been dead for too long, and it is difficult to preserve the corpses when they are frozen in ice, let alone soul consciousness.

Regarding Wuchen's doubts, the Black King nodded in acquiescence, his face a little strange.

According to the representation of the map and the situation at this time, there is a great possibility that there is a spiritual fire in this place. However, the large number of corpses just shows that this place has long been known to everyone, and it is not certain whether the spiritual fire has been taken away.

With a deep groan, the Black King glanced forward with deep eyes and said, "Come forward and take a look." ”

After speaking, the black king's palm was lightly raised, and the powerful fluctuations instantly converged in the palm of his hand, and it seemed that he was going to clear a path.

However, when Wuchen saw this, he hurriedly took two steps forward and grabbed the black king's palm: "The dead are the greatest." ”

In the end, the Black King did not turn these corpses into powder, and together with Wuchen, he jumped vertically repeatedly, walked through the gaps of the corpses, and slowly approached forward.

While walking, Wuchen also released his soul sense and sensed that the shape of this enchantment should be like a pot upside down, and the direction in which the two of them were traveling at this time was the very center of this circular realm.

As the distance closes, the cold around him is becoming more and more dignified, and there are gradually some signs of atomization. Unsurprisingly, this is exactly what makes the water bone-chilling.

"Will there be spiritual fire in such a cold place?" Wuchen muttered in his heart, looking at the corpse under his feet, feeling more and more that he would return empty-handed if he couldn't keep this trip.

In the midst of the murmuring, the two of them also came to the most central area of this circular realm, and a raised corpse mountain was pointed in the center of the front, as if indicating the location, and it was precisely in the most central area.

Feeling it slightly, Wuchen's face became more solemn, because through perception, even the remaining soul consciousness in the corpse in front of him was still much stronger than himself!

"Six-rank alchemist. With a swing of the Black King's arm, a strong wind swung out and flipped over a corpse lying on top of the corpse mountain, and six silver lines were printed on the left chest of the sleeve robe that was not completely decomposed.

This is the logo of the alchemist on the continent, and the six silver patterns correspond to the six-grade alchemist.

"Did even the sixth-grade alchemist fall here?"

Seeing this corpse, Wuchen felt a little emotional, and he could even imagine the scene that happened here at the beginning - he was full of joy and came for the spiritual fire, but finally died in the hands of the spiritual fire.

The reason why Wuchen said that he died in the hands of Linghuo, and did not say that he was framed by others, was because the corpses he saw along the way were all neatly preserved, and there were no traces of fighting.

Taking a deep breath, I also have a general understanding of the power of the spiritual fire, it must be very domineering, if it is really touched, you must be careful, otherwise you may end up with the same fate.

Cautious, Dustless looked around, and after wandering around the corpse mountain to no avail, he immediately placed it on the corpse mountain.

Although he didn't feel the breath of flames, there was a strong sense of coldness in the mountain of corpses.

It's not a spiritual fire, it must be an ice attribute treasure!

Wuchen thought like this, and his eyes motioned for the Black King to move the corpse mountain away.

One corpse after another was brutally thrown aside by the Black King, and the cold air became more and more intense, forcing Wuchen to tighten his clothes and deepen some of Yuan Li's defenses again.

In the end, under the nervous gaze of Wuchen and the Black King, an almost transparent ice coffin appeared in the sight of the two!

The ice coffin is two meters long and one meter wide, and the height is about one meter. The whole body is crystal clear, and the light is printed on it, and the reflection is a little dazzling.

However, at this time, Wuchen and the Black King did not look away because of this dazzling beam, but instead looked at the ice coffin, to be exact, it should be placed on a dead figure in sackcloth in the ice coffin!

The light was tactful, and it zigzagged inside the ice coffin, causing the sight of the two Wuchen to be a little trance, and in an instant, it seemed as if the figure was moving!

At the bottom of the deep pool, corpses are all over the place, strange ice coffins, the old man in Mai Wuchen counted the scenes he had seen along the way, and felt more and more that this was just a cemetery.

"Could it be that this spiritual fire is the owner's thing?!" Wuchen suddenly had a thought that he didn't want to admit, but this situation forced Wuchen to think so.

The black king on the side also agreed with Wuchen's statement, and nodded slowly, making Wuchen suddenly a little bitter.

On the way here, Wuchen had asked the Black King about Weishenme, and the purple-clothed old woman did not accept this spiritual fire, but let herself come to get this great opportunity. The explanation given by the Black King for this was that ordinary alchemists could only master one kind of spiritual fire.

The incompatibility of spiritual fire is one thing, on the other hand, spiritual fire is a very psychic thing, only one master, and if you want to replace it with a new spiritual fire, you must forcibly erase the consciousness of the original spiritual fire and release it.

As everyone knows, erasing the consciousness of the spiritual fire will cause great damage to the spiritual fire, and in serious cases, it will no longer be a spiritual fire, but an ordinary flame, which can be described as a violent celestial thing.

If you can really refine a new spiritual fire, it's fine, but if you can't refine it, the gains outweigh the losses.

Therefore, the old woman in purple seems to be generous, but in fact, she is conservative and does not want to take risks.

However, at this time, Wuchen also felt bitter because of this.

In the current situation, even if there is a spiritual fire, it is very likely that it is already a master's thing, and even if it is taken, it will inevitably be incomplete and imperfect.

With a long sigh, Wuchen respectfully bowed to the Mai figure in the ice coffin, and was about to turn around and leave.

However, just as Wuchen was about to leave, the Black King grabbed Wuchen's shoulder.

"The spiritual fire is not in the man's body, and there is no owner. ”