As the night deepened, the lights in the courtyard at the top of the mountain had not yet been extinguished. Yun Jia and Ye Yan were wandering outside the house worriedly, and Mi Zhuo and Yu Dashuai were also sitting not far away, waiting nervously.

In the wooden house, Long Wenmu and Feng Xiaosheng sat cross-legged.

Feng Xiaosheng handed a lot of healing medicine to Long Wenmu, and Long Wenmu took it in turn, barely recovering some of his spirits.

"Boy, it's a big day. Feng Xiao looked at him earnestly.

Today, Long Wenmu was brought back after being injured, but fortunately, Feng Xiaosheng's medical skills are excellent, and he helped him recuperate, and he finally stabilized.

Long Wenmu closed his eyes and breathed, and only opened his eyes after a long time.

Although there was brilliance in his eyes again, his spirit was a little sluggish.

The boat capsized in the gutter, and he bared his teeth.

Just try Yu Dashuai's new natal demon technique, who knew that such a big thing would happen.

"The demon beast of the Dark Turtle is already rare, just like the auspicious beast. The fire of the tortoise, in addition to burning the body, can also burn the soul, to be honest, the old man is also the first time to see it. ”

"It's the first time I've seen Elder Feng?" Long Wenmu's voice was a little weak.

Feng Xiaosheng smiled: "Before I came to Lingyun Castle, I didn't expect to see so many strange things. ”

Long Wenmu thought about it, how could ordinary people easily see something like the tortoise. Even if he is born with Feng Xiaosheng's knowledge, he may not have seen it with his own eyes.

The fire of the tortoise burns the soul. Everyone has a soul, and they can't cultivate it, although they can't feel the soul power, but the soul exists from beginning to end. Soulful things can't escape the fire of the tortoise, and today Long Wenmu is suffering from this.

The moment he touched the barrier, the tingling sensation from the bottom of his heart was even more unbearable than the slash of a knife and axe.

The soul is wounded, and the pain is ten times greater than the body, and the feeling is indescribable. It can only be said that if anyone carelessly falls for this trick, it will definitely end well.

Anyway, Long Wenmu felt that if Yu Dashuai used this trick, he was afraid that he would be helpless when facing him.

While he was pranayama, Feng Xiaosheng left the room and informed the people waiting outside of the house of the news that Long Wenmu was safe and sound.

The lights gradually went out, and Long Wenmu was also sleepy. I don't know if it's the reason for being injured by the flames of the tortoise, but I'm always groggy.

I fell asleep and woke up to the dawn.

I stretched my waist and felt that I was in extra good spirits today.

When I left the house, I saw Yeqi in the courtyard.

"Young Master, you're finally up. Ye Qi shouted happily, "Young master, you have slept for two days. ”

"What?" Long Wenmu looked up at him, he only felt that it had been one night, and he had already slept for two days?

The little head of the night was pecked: "Master Feng said, young master, you have a wounded soul, so you will sleep a little longer." Fortunately, young master, you didn't suffer any serious injuries, slight soul trauma, as long as you have a good rest, you can recover. ”

Long Wenmu patted his head, he couldn't imagine that he would sleep for so long.

After a brief meal, he ran to the clearing behind the mountain.

Today, Feng Xiaosheng and the three of them are not there, and only Yu Dashuai is blindly fiddling with moves.

Seeing Long Wenmu coming, the guy sniffled.

"How are you?"

"Alright. Long Wenmu said, seeing Yu's handsome and beautiful appearance, Long Wenmu knew what he was thinking, "What are you laughing at?"

"What's wrong with laughing at you, it's rare for me to win you once, and no one is allowed to laugh?"

These days, he has been beaten by Long Wenmu countless times, but last time he relied on his natal demon technique to avenge an arrow.

The only win ever, can he not be happy?

Thinking of Long Wenmu eating deflated under his hands, this guy couldn't sleep happily for a few days.

"It's just trying your new skills, and it's not a trick, which eye you see that you have won. ”

"Barbarian, losing is losing, and there is a kind of you who can't afford to lose. ”

Long Wenmu pursed his lips and ignored him.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't know the characteristics of his new move, he would have been deflated by his hands?

He stepped aside and hooked his hand at him.

There was no need to say anything more, and the two fought again.

After this period of uninterrupted fighting, Yu Dashuai has grown tremendously. However, most of this guy's moves are learned from the eldest grandson, and when he makes moves, he will inevitably have some ruthless killing moves.

Even if he doesn't have murderous intent, sometimes it's hard to guard against. In fact, Long Wenmu felt that even if he didn't use his natal demon technique, the average great demon master was afraid that he would no longer be his opponent.

The two fought fiercely, and Yu Dashuai showed a set of body skills.

This body method was also given to him by the eldest grandson on a whim, and with his moves, it can be said to be just right.

Long Wenmu dodged his blow, fell from the sky, and suddenly threw a punch.

Yu Dashuai set up a golden barrier defense, and Long Wenmu liberated all the demonic power, crossed the demonized line in an instant, and suddenly bombarded the barrier.

The barrier trembled, but it was not broken, and Long Wenmu fell into the distance.

Back to normal, clenched his fists, it always felt a little different.

Strange feeling.

He forcibly crossed that line before, and then immediately returned to his original state while he was conscious. Although a short moment can hit a powerful blow, every time you use this way, you will inevitably feel a little dizzy.

If it weren't for the power of his bloodline, there was no need to worry about getting out of control, otherwise it would be dangerous to just do such a thing.

But just now it was a little different, he obviously used it as before, but he didn't feel dizzy.

Speaking of which, since I woke up today, my spirit has been better than ever.

Could it be related to the previous soul injury?

Seeing that the barrier of Dashuai Yu had not yet dispersed, Long Wenmu rushed forward again, still concocting the same method. But this time, it lasted a little longer, and after landing, the dizziness really hit again.

After trying twice, Long Wenmu was somewhat convinced that the time he could maintain crossing the demon line was really longer than before.

After being injured by the fire of the tortoise and recovering, could it be that the strength of the soul will increase?

He didn't reach the level of the Earth Demon Master, and he couldn't sense the soul power, but judging from what he had just done, it seemed that there was only this explanation.

"Yu Dashuai!" Long Wenmu shouted.

Yu Dashuai stared at him stunned.

"Unleash your second magic skill. ”

"Huh?"

"Ahh ”

Yu Dashuai smashed his mouth: "You didn't die last time, are you still looking for death?"

"Less nonsense, I have something I want to try. Long Wenmu didn't bother to explain to him.

Yu Dashuai didn't know what he was going to do, so he released the blue fire barrier.

It was a dangerous move, and he didn't intend to use it in battle.

Long Wenmu came to the barrier, feeling the scorching heat, and the burning sensation from the bottom of his heart.

The flame of the tortoise, the fire of the netherworld, the fire of the soul.

Gradually wipe your hand towards the barrier.

Yu Dashuai saw his actions and was shocked, he wasn't burned enough last time, and he still came?

No matter how surprised he was, Long Wenmu slowly pressed his hand on the barrier.

The burning heat and pain of the piercing heart immediately swept over, Long Wenmu couldn't help but snort, hurriedly let go, and took a few steps backwards.

"Hey, brute!" Yu Dashuai removed the barrier and ran up.

Long Wenmu's palms were billowing with white smoke, and sweat was pouring down on his forehead.

"What are you crazy about?" said Yu Dashuai.

Long Wenmu ignored him, stuffed a few Qingxin grass into his mouth, this thing has a refreshing effect, and began to close his eyes and breathe.

High in the distance, Eldest Sun Hou appeared on the edge of the battlefield at some point and snorted.

"Looking for death by yourself, a reckless man's move. ”

Long Wenmu didn't know how long it had been, and the discomfort in his mind gradually dissipated.

This time it was much lighter than the last time, and this time he was immediately separated after just touching the flames, and it was much easier to recover.

By the time I opened my eyes, the sun had sunk in the west.

I got up and threw two punches slightly, as if it was really different from before.

"Boy, you're asking for yourself by doing this, you know. The eldest grandson stood in the air not far away.

Long Wenmu grinned at him: "How do I feel that my soul power has become stronger." ”

Eldest Sun Hou snorted: "You are not even an earth demon master, where did you get your soul power." The so-called soul power is to be able to sense the soul and pull out the power of the soul, which is called soul power. Now you're just making your soul a little stronger. ”

"Soul, so can the soul really become stronger?" Long Wenmu was a little surprised. I can't sense soul power, but my soul is really strengthening.

For his ignorance, the eldest grandson Hou didn't even bother to say more to him: "If the soul is damaged, and then it recovers on its own, it can indeed become a little stronger." It's like when a person is injured and recovers, he can become stronger. ”

"Sure enough!" Long Wenmu said with emotion. I can't sense soul power, but I can strengthen my soul, which is simply an unexpected joy.

When the eldest grandson Hou saw him like this, he was angry and funny: "What you do now is equivalent to scooping out a spoonful of water in a pond, and then you scoop a spoonful of water back and pour it back, but you pour back slightly more than you scoop out." You can call it reinforcement at this level? Don't laugh at the big teeth. ”

Long Wenmu turned a deaf ear to his cynicism, and the mosquito legs were also meat.

"And the slightest wound on the soul may be able to recover on its own, but if it is serious, it will have to be healed with some rare treasures. You kid do it for yourself, if you die because of it one day, it's your own doing. ”

After the eldest grandson finished speaking, he disappeared like smoke.

He kindly stayed, just to remind the stinky boy. If Long Wenmu did something stupid and fell, it would not do him any good.

Long Wenmu sat quietly for a moment, patted his ass and stood up.

The soul was too badly injured to recover, so he took the advice of the eldest grandson to heart, and then returned.

Almost every day, Long Wenmu and Yu Dashuai would fight. And after each end, Long Wenmu would take the initiative to try to burn it with the fire of the tortoise. This process is undoubtedly painful, but each time it is controlled within one's own tolerance.

Mi Zhuo and Feng Xiaosheng were initially puzzled by his move, but gradually they both got used to it.

Day after day, the crowd is not boring.

Anyway, since these days, there have been people from Qingyun Castle outside the barrier, and the eldest grandson can't leave here, and correspondingly, Long Wenmu has no place to go.

It's been a month and a half since the big trouble in Qingyun Castle.

In recent days, there have been a lot fewer people outside the barrier.

Originally, there were at least three Heavenly Demon Masters sitting in charge every day, but in the past two days, there were only two Heavenly Demon Masters left who could be seen, and there were only five or six Earth Demon Masters left.

Outside Lingyun Peak, there were always strangers near the barrier in the past two days.

Yun Jia came back from outside the mountain and pushed open the door of Long Wenmu's house.

In the room, Long Wenmu sat on the futon, and in a month, although the whole person looked a little thinner, he was a lot more powerful.

"The grand event of the Heavenly Demon War is about to begin, and I have just returned from Qingyun Castle. I heard that today, the strong men of all countries will come. Yun Jia said.

More than a month has been spent in cultivation, and before I know it, the time for the battle of the heavenly demons has finally arrived.

Long Wenmu slowly opened his eyes: "Let's go, let's go and join in the fun." ”