Seeing this, the people who lit the lamp Dao gasped, "Netherworld Ghost Fire!" and it is the same innate Netherworld Ghost Fire as in the coffin lamp, how is this possible, you know, the reason why the four heavenly fires are powerful is because of the innate two words in front of the name, aside from these two words, there is no shortage of so-called Netherworld Ghost Fire, Liuding Divine Fire and the like in the Three Realms, but without the innate immortal spiritual light, it is at most a relatively powerful flame.

But now, Ren Qinglian has condensed his own innate ghost fire with a strange and unpredictable means, in the final analysis, the innate immortal aura contained in the ghost fire, and the innate immortal soul fused with Ren Qinglian's soul, are themselves of the same origin, and they are all part of the law of the soul. In terms of the comprehension of this law, although Ren Qinglian is a latecomer, because the soul origin mastered by the heavenly ghosts is more powerful, it is on a par with the Burning Lamp Daoist who has practiced for countless years.

The disappeared Six Desires had been restored to their original state, and the Burning Lamp Dao people who were staring at the world in the void were shocked and angry, and couldn't help but tremble a little, this sense of powerlessness in the face of the enemy had not appeared for many years.

"Dao Chang has good means, but in the study of the power of the seven emotions and six desires, this son also has some experience, and now he has to ask for advice!" Ren Qinglian didn't see the slightest anger on his face, and said calmly, the power of the innate immortal soul and the ghostly fire in his eyes fused together, and gradually formed a black lotus platform under his feet.

The Liuhe Desire Lotus Array, the source of the power of the Six Desires Heavenly Demon, a Xuanqi formation involving the law of the divine soul, at this moment, with the support of Ren Qinglian's powerful soul power, gradually rotated, exuding monstrous demonic flames.

Burning the Lamp Daoist's eyes shrank, "The breath of the Heavenly Demon!" With his identity and qualifications, he naturally knows the Heavenly Demon Clan, the most well-known in the Demon Realm, very well-known, thinking of the shattered situation of the Spirit Mountain that he pushed down the river back then, as if he had discovered some secret, he pointed at Ren Qinglian and roared: "Damn, you are in the same group as the Emperor of the Abandoned Heaven, no, you are his doppelganger, it must be like this......" If it weren't for this, how could a human with no name grow to the point where he is today in such a short time!

Ren Qinglian was stunned for a moment, but she didn't have any intention of explaining, and as soon as her mind moved, the power of the Liuhe Desire Lotus Formation continued to spread.

The power of the Burning Lamp Dao people has not been withdrawn, and they are affected, and soon they feel that the chaos in front of them has changed, thinking of the ability of the Heavenly Demon Clan, they are shocked in their hearts, and they decisively cut off the connection with those soul breaths in the outside world, and use these powers to imprison the entire void, but the people are flying towards the continent under their feet.

He is not without the power to resist, the continent under his feet is all the achievements he has made in the underworld over the years, because of the warmth of the chaotic power of the outside world, it is also a small world that is not weaker than Ren Qinglian's inner heaven and earth.

Since Dao Xing can't crush the other party in terms of strength, then the only thing he can rely on is this last little world.

Ren Qinglian's face was grim, and the Burning Lamp Dao person wanted to use the power of the eighteenth layer of hell to fight to the death with him, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he passed on an idea to the Immortal Crow Ancestor who had been dormant in that continent for a long time.

In the next moment, a black giant boat appeared in the eighteen layers of hell, and it was full of ghostly Buddhas with dull eyes, and some of them, the Lantern Burning Dao people could even call out their names, these were his "own people" left in the hell!

"Who is it, who actually turned them all into puppets!" "With a roar, the burning lamp that flew into the mainland quickly saw the ship clearly, all of which were made of skulls, and each skeleton had its own expression, either sad, or painful, or miserable, or lamenting, at this moment, it was their own strange sounds, miserable screams, and people's hairs stood on end.

Wherever the giant ship passed, countless ghosts in hell seemed to be attracted by something, and they all lived on it, floating between the ships, conjuring into various shapes, and becoming members of the ship, with gusting winds and sorrowful howls.

The heart of the Burning Lamp Daoist was slightly shocked, "The Hundred Ghosts Night Boat! That old ghost of the Netherworld God Sect is not dead yet!" "A cultivator, his memory is naturally excellent, but it's a pity that he has lived too long, and his memory is too complicated, and he didn't even recognize it for a while, those skulls that make up the giant boat are the mountains of the White Bone Mountain in the north, as for this weird boat, when he had a dispute with the old ghost, he had also seen it. It's just that this kind of unpopular existence has long been forgotten by him.

Looking over the bow of the boat, there were no sails or oars on the big boat, but where it passed, countless ghost hands stretched out from the bottom of the boat, supporting the huge boat all the way. On the top of the attic in the center of the ship, there was an old man wrapped in a black robe, holding a scythe-like weapon in his hand, staring at him with dead eyes.

It's really a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs! The people who burned the lamp laughed angrily, and just about to make a quick decision, they saw that the old ghost suddenly opened his mouth and let out a cry, which was extremely ugly, and an evil curse breath began to summon those ghost puppets to kill one after another.

The ravens are silent, the undead sigh!

Those puppets naturally did not pose a serious danger to the Burning Lamp Dao man, but they gave the Crow Ancestor an opportunity to prepare for it.

The sickle is the magic weapon left to him by the heavenly ghosts, and it is specially used to harvest the undead, just like the costumes of those gods of death in Ren Qinglian's memory.

Although, this Immortal Crow Ancestor, who was born in ancient times, actually didn't have much combat power, at least, in the face of today's Burning Lamp Dao people, it was not enough to mention.

However, with this moment's delay, it was enough for Ren Qinglian to rush over and launch a crazy attack before the other party could mobilize the power of the entire world.

"Well done!" Ren Qinglian looked at the Crow Ancestor who flew out upside down, and praised it, "Leave it to me next!"

The people who lit the lamp were stunned, "Despicable villain!"

"Despicable......" Ren Qinglian's face was calm, he didn't put away the power of the Liuhe Desire Lotus Array, a god and demon who had survived since ancient times, his memory was a huge treasure in itself, "Dementor Seal!"

As soon as the words fell, a touch of blood red flashed on Ren Qinglian's face, and as soon as she twisted her body, she opened up with one palm, and several mysterious powers had broken through the air, pitch black and weird, and the strange roar soared into the sky, turning into a huge palm print, covering the lantern burning person under it.

"Coffin lamp, burn!" roared the lamp.

Ren Qinglian chuckled lightly and threw a copper coin in her hand.

The lantern man shrank his eyes and blurted out: "Treasure money!"

He was very impressed by this thing, because even with it, he snatched those Dinghai Divine Beads from Zhao Gongming's hands as he wished.

"You are the one who intercepts the sect!" The power of the Liuhe Desire Lotus Formation had already caused him to have some hallucinations, and the person in front of him fluctuated for a while, as if he had become the Zhao Gongming of the past.

The corners of Ren Qinglian's mouth curled, and a chaotic-colored sword aura condensed on Xuanyuan's sword, clearing the past.

The Burning Lamp Daoist tried his best to shatter the illusion in front of him, and avoided the key point dangerously, but he was still injured by the sword qi, and the injury was not serious, but feeling the breath on it, he seemed to have seen some terrifying existence, and shouted like a madman: "Chaos Sword Qi, Yuan Shi Tianzun, you are Yuan Shi Tianzun......"

"Ghost Fire Lotus!" The ridicule on Ren Qinglian's face became more and more, and the lotus platform under her feet flew out.

The people of the Burning Lamp Dao were distracted, as if they were unaware, and let gray-black lotus flowers fly out around the lotus platform, turning in anger in the air and expanding rapidly.

"It seems that if you do too much bad things, it's not a good thing after all!" muttered, Ren Qinglian generally absorbed the other party's memory, and set her eyes on the continent under her feet, as well as this Mani bead.

"It's a pity, it's a pity!" The thing is very good, it's a pity, it's all to bring to the Houtu! Ren Qinglian looked entangled, and remembered the half of the spirit mountain that he had collected in the inner heaven and earth, "It's not nothing, the coffin lamp, the measuring ruler, and the usefulness of this half of the spirit mountain, the most important thing is that with the memory of the Burning Lamp Dao person, it is much easier to condense the world of the desolate world!"

After leaving the boundless sea of learning, Ren Qinglian has been figuring out the family's cultivation method, and not long ago she cultivated to a great advancement, which was the successful condensation of a Great Yan Rune. In the process of family cultivation, it is necessary to constantly accumulate the spiritual thoughts of the readers, which is the so-called mental power and wish power, but after having a profound understanding of the soul path, Ren Qinglian knows that these are just a kind of luck that belongs to the law of the divine soul.

With his current comprehension of the law of the soul, and the fact that there will be a lot of living beings in his inner heaven and earth after the destruction of the desolation, he already has a full grasp of the world cultivated by the method of the reference family. At that time, many acupuncture worlds in his body, under the action of the Great Yan Fu, would form familiar and unfamiliar worlds, so as to truly "one flower and one world, one thought and one world", and unlike his inner world, the development of these worlds would evolve according to the story model he provided.

It is easy to think about everything, but to form a truly perfect world, a person's imagination is obviously not enough, in this case, if he wants to condense a small desolate world, what can be more perfect than the memory of the person who burns the lamp. Not only that, he already has an idea, taking advantage of the destruction of this world, he wants to collect more of these memories and thoughts, and pour them all into his small desolate world, so that this world can develop healthily and perfectly.

One day, if this world grows to a certain level, he can call on the characters in it to fight against the enemy. Although the flood is going to be destroyed, but in his hands it will be reshaped into a new one, thinking that one day he will summon his Hongjun Dao Ancestor to fight the real Hongjun Dao Ancestor in this world, what kind of scene should it be, I am afraid that it will surprise many people's eyes at that time.