The space where the Palace of Flames is located.

Only palaces and altars rise and fall in them.

There was silence, as if there was no passage of time.

Xu Mu lay quietly in the center of the altar, his body entangled with life and death.

Junxiu's face, pale as paper, and the occasional painful frown showed how painful he was at the moment.

Seven days passed.

In the outside world, among the ruins, the remaining dozen or so disciples did not stop exploring this dead place because of Xu Mu's disappearance.

In the corner of a secluded clearing in the Guiru Mound, there were bones everywhere, and a simple mound stood tall. The soil has just been cut out of the earth, and it smells of fresh earth.

It was a new grave that had just been piled up.

In front of the mound, a rough tombstone was quietly planted in the ground.

A young man with a spear on his back stood in front of the new grave, his deep eyes staring straight at the words on the tombstone.

His face was expressionless, and only the fists that were occasionally clenched by him showed that his mood was not so calm at the moment.

The Land of the Ancestral Heritage.

This mountain, which exudes a tragic atmosphere, suddenly thundered and lightning on this day, and burst into the sky.

In the thick black clouds, lightning and thunder roared, and the light of thunder illuminated the dark earth.

A beautiful girl's figure, accompanied by thunder, appeared out of thin air on the mountains of the Lei Ancestor inheritance.

Thunder and lightning swirled around her graceful body, and her long beautiful hair, windless and automatic, reflected her world-like face, like a fairy.

At the same time, with the appearance of this unparalleled woman.

Another figure quickly rushed out of the thick darkness shrouded ground at the foot of the mountain, climbed up the peak, and rushed to the front of the beautiful woman in a few jumps.

Less than ten feet behind her, he froze in shape.

"You're finally out, I've been waiting for you for seven days!"

A hoarse voice came from Duanmu Rong's stiff throat, her expressionless eyes locked on Zi Zhan's delicate body, full of Ling Ran's killing intent and madness.

Seven days ago, he fought with Xu Mu, and Duanmu Rong was defeated in embarrassment.

Since then, her hatred and murderous intent towards Xu Mu and Zi Sandalwood have long been so strong that they cannot be suppressed.

Unexpectedly, driven by hatred, Duanmu Rong actually went and returned.

At the foot of Leizu Mountain, I guarded the red sandalwood for seven days, and finally waited for the red sandalwood to come out today.

She will use the blood of rosewood to wash away the shame of that day.

At this moment, the red sandalwood, with a pretty face and no waves, a pair of pupils deep, as her eyes closed, there was a faint flash of thunder.

She turned her forehead indifferently, calmly met Duanmu Rong's violent pupils, and said in an indifferent voice: "Come on, this battle between you and me today is inevitable!"

"It seems that after you obtained the inheritance of Lei Zu, your strength has improved a lot, but you will not be my opponent after all!"

The blood-red murderous intent dyed Duanmu Rong's hair bloody, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"It's a pity that this is not a white jade arena, there are no old guys from the Guiyuan Sect to save you, and there is no hero of your flower messenger to save the beauty. Today you are destined to die!"

"Boom!" Blood-colored ice and purple thunder erupted at the same time on the mountains of the Land of Thunder Ancestor's inheritance.

An extremely strong spiritual power sensation erupted.

Unfortunately, there were no bystanders in this battle.

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Time flies like a white horse, ten days in a flash, and it passes in a blink of an eye.

In this eternal space. On the altar in front of the palace.

After ten days of torment, his life hung by a thread many times, Xu Mu finally survived, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

With Xu Mu's recovery, a thick black ghost aura was forced out of his body.

It was as black as ink.

As soon as he was forced out of his body, he soared into the air and changed into countless strange and unpredictable shapes.

Sometimes he opened his teeth and danced his claws, sometimes he looked like a ghost beast, and finally, he even turned into a hideous grimace and glared at Xu Mu out of thin air.

This ghost qi is precisely under the volcano, the quasi-ghost general, the ghost qi that penetrates into Xu Mu's body.

In its body, it is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it has risked death many times.

Xu Mu's injuries, in addition to the broken arm, were mostly skin injuries, with the healing ability of his longevity formula.

It can be cured, and it will not be in a desperate situation at all.

He almost lost his life.

This ghost aura is the culprit.

The quasi-ghost general is worthy of being the yin spirit of the half-step law body realm, known as the invincible existence in the law body realm.

If it weren't for his cultivation of longevity, his vitality would be amazing, and he would have a mysterious vitality in his body, which would hold his breath.

Xu Mu had already been killed by this ghostly qi.

After thinking about it, a fierce murderous aura flashed in Xu Mu's eyes, and he looked directly at the ghost aura in front of him, and slowly murmured: "Out of the control of that ghost, your ghost qi is just rootless duckweed." ”

As soon as the words fell, a faint blue light flashed in Xu Mu's eyes.

A Nine Shadow Fire burned out of thin air, and the surging flames directly submerged the grimace conjured by the ghost qi.

"Whoa, whoa!"

The Nine Shadows burned themselves, and their grimaces seemed to have been fatally hit, and they let out a terrible roar.

Then the ghost qi changed into various shapes, wanting to get rid of the scorching fire of the Nine Shadows.

But Jiuyouhuo is like a hunter who is happy to hunt, and when he sees the long-lost prey, he is unyielding and pursues it.

The icy cold fire continued to scorch this ghostly qi.

The ghostly roar became smaller and smaller, and finally there was no more sound, and there was no longer the slightest resistance.

It was burned to ashes by the Nine Shadows Fire, leaving behind a black bead the size of a dragon's eye.

The color of this bead is as black as Devil May Cry, exuding a thick yin and cold aura, and the surface is extremely shiny, full of mysterious yin power.

Don't wait for Xu Mu to take a closer look. The black beads were rolled up by the Nine Shadows Fire and pulled back into Xu Mu's body.

You don't have to think about it to know that this black bead is the essence of that ghostly energy, and the cold power contained in it is incomparably majestic.

After all, this ghost qi is the foundation of the quasi-ghost general's cultivation, how can it be underestimated.

But Jiu Youhuo also seemed to understand this, and directly wrapped the bead, without any intention of letting go, and pulled it straight into the sea of qi in Xu Mu's body.

It seems that he is preparing to slowly refine and strengthen his body!

"This flame spirit root, how can it be the same as the colorful spirit tree!" shook his head helplessly, Xu Mu could only smile bitterly.

But soon, his smile faded.

Xu Mu seemed to think of something, and suddenly lowered his head and looked at his right arm.

There, the arms that were supposed to grow, were empty.

The right side of the body seems to have a sense of emptiness because of the loss of the right arm.

His right arm was broken.

For an eighteen-year-old boy, the loss of an arm is undoubtedly a huge blow.

Because a broken arm is equivalent to a disability.

Xu Mu is really high-spirited at this age, and being disabled is tantamount to taking half of his life.

If it is an ordinary teenager, he will definitely lose control of his emotions and even have a mental breakdown. Because that means losing an arm forever.

In this world, crippled and normal people are, after all, two types of people.

Even without the ridicule and sneers around them, they will feel inferior and ashamed.

But Xu Mu only frowned, and did not show any despair.

After all, he is not an ordinary person, but a cultivator.

During the time he was at the outer gate, Xu Mu read almost half of the books in Elder Park's medicine garden.

An overview of many of these elixirs, elixirs.

In the mortal world, the rebirth of a broken arm is tantamount to a fool's dream.

But in the cultivation realm, there is a top-grade elixir called the Reverse Life Elixir, which can make people regenerate their limbs.

Although that kind of elixir was not exchanged in the Kongming Pavilion, he and Elder Park were familiar with each other.

With his identity as the three elders of the Alchemy Pavilion, it should not be very difficult to refine a Reverse Life Spirit Pill for himself.

It's a big deal to refine the elixir of the anti-life elixir, and he will pay for the spirit stone.

Xu Mu didn't have much else, but there were many spirit stones, and there were more than 700 spirit stones in the golden storage bag.

It's almost enough to buy the spirit stones of the Reverse Life Elixir, even if it's not enough, it's estimated that it's not much worse.

Therefore, the broken arm is not unsolvable for Xu Mu.

It's just that the spirit stones consumed will make his heart ache for a while, but for his arm, no matter how many spirit stones he has, he will have to be cured.

"Forget it, it's just a broken arm, life is still there, and spirit stones and other things are outside the body. ”

Thinking of this, Xu Mu's frowning brows finally relaxed.

However, at this moment, Xu Mu's expression suddenly froze.

After solving the problem of ghost qi and his broken arm, he had time to observe the environment he was in, what kind of place it was.

The afterglow of his eyes skimmed over the black flames that surrounded him.

Xu Mu was shocked again.

I was actually on top of an altar, and in the altar, there was this strange black flame burning.

Seeing them like living creatures, wandering around inside the altar, Xu Mu's scalp was numb.

What kind of flame is this, it burns as if it were alive.

Moreover, at a glance, Xu Mu felt an unusually evil and ominous feeling.

Like a curse, Xu Mu's hairs stood on end.

Before Xu Mu could make too many observations, a creepy sneer suddenly sounded.

"Boom!"

This sneer was so abrupt that it shook in Xu Mu's mind.

The evil intent and violence carried in his voice made Xu Mu's consciousness tremble, and he was almost stunned directly.

As soon as the ghost qi was forced out of his body, Xu Mu was already weak, and his heart was shaken by this sudden sound.

At this moment, his body was really trembling, his face was as white as paper, and he was crumbling, but he still endured his dizziness and looked around vigilantly. Gritted his teeth, he asked, "Who is it?" Don't pretend to be a ghost!"

With the fall of Xu Mu's voice.

Next, the scene that happened on the altar subverted Xu Mu's perception of the entire cultivation realm for more than a year.

The countless black flames scattered around it, as if they had been summoned, began to move slowly and coalesce.

Not for a moment.

A demon beast, less than three zhang away from Xu Mu, suddenly took shape.

This is a strange bird with a crane-like shape, blue feathers, and a silk-like shiny feather.

Compared to the other demon beasts, it wasn't that tall, only six feet tall. A long white beak with a sharp knife.

A pair of very humane bird eyes stared at Xu Mu playfully, as if with a smile.

Yes, Xu Mu felt that it was smiling at himself again, but it was not a kind smile, but a smile mixed with various emotions.

Expectant, blood-hungry, crazy, hideous smiles.

If Xu Mu hadn't seen the eyes of this strange bird, he would never have thought that the eyes of a demon beast could reveal so many emotions.

It's incredible.

There must be a demon when things go wrong, this strange bird, not to say that it is condensed by flames, but the laughter it just let out almost stunned Xu Mu, which shows that its strength is unfathomable, and it should not be under the quasi-ghost general at the foot of the volcano.

Thinking of this, although Xu Mu was very jealous, he could only ask hard, "Who are you?"

"The mountains are out of the sun, the water is like an elephant, the wood is born, and the well is a grave sheep. I am Bi Fang!" The strange bird spat out people's words, and the words spoken coldly were strong and decisive.