Chapter 36: The End of the World

"Finally found another pool of blood!"

Meng Huan stood in front of a fire pool, slightly comforted in his heart. He has been running on the endless dry sea for many years, and he has never stopped.

He didn't meet any creatures, didn't hear any sounds, it was an unimaginable loneliness that he had never experienced. If it weren't for the sunrise and sunset every day, with the company of Maruko, he would have forgotten the passage of time.

I really don't know why the people in the Five Immortal Valley worship this place as a holy place, could it be that they use the faint blood qi in this realm to cultivate? Yes, when he was bored, he had sensed that this land was slightly different from the Southern Ganbu Continent - there was a faint blood qi wafting in its air.

If you are a body cultivator, you are like a fish in water here.

"Collect this pond of fire first. ”

Meng Huan used the fire control technique to lead the fire up one by one. In fact, he could have directly bathed in the fire and directly refined this pool of fire, but he felt that if he received this pool of fire and fused with the previous pool of fire, it would not make his spiritual fire improve much, so it was better to use the Nanming Fire Separation Technique to refine it.

Nanming Lihuo has the corresponding method of cultivation, and even if he can't encounter such an opportunity in the future, his Nanming Lihuo can steadily improve. And if the two pools of fire were fused, he would be farther away from the time when the fire would consume this fire.

As wisps of flame were swallowed into Meng Huan's abdomen, they were slowly refined by the yellow flames in the sea of qi, and the yellow flames slowly turned into orange flames.

Sure enough, the initial Nanming Lihuo can absorb the spiritual fire and improve it very quickly, and when he absorbs this pool of fire, his Nanming Lihuo will not be weaker than the fire in the Purple Mansion.

Half a day later, he finally refined the fire, which was supposed to take a quarter of an hour, but next time he could still touch the fire pool, Meng Huan believed that he could use Nanming Lihuo to refine him in a very short time.

After collecting a pool of fire, Meng Huan did not stop there, but introduced the flame of Zhihai into the dantian to refine it.

This refining did not encounter much resistance from the spiritual fire, and his Nanming Lihuo seemed to be qualified enough to clean up this fire.

The fire in the dantian, under the nourishment of the spiritual fire, slowly changed from yellow-orange to outright orange, Meng Huan had a feeling that his Nanming Lihuo at this time would not be weaker than Jiang Ziya's Nanming Lihuo.

Looking at the golden blood at the bottom of the pool, Meng Huan did not hesitate, and like last time, jumped into the pool and bathed in the golden blood.

Although he had already experienced it once, this blood was still slowly transforming Meng Huan's body. Meng Huan felt that his blood and muscles were showing endless vitality, if it weren't for the Heavenly Dao reincarnation in the Journey to the West world, Meng Huan would have thought that he would have been able to live forever.

This time, half of the blood flowed to Zifu and was absorbed by the small sapling, and the little sapling directly grew more than three inches taller.

Meng Huan's heart sank into the Purple Mansion, and he didn't explore the small sapling, but came to the lotus leaf again.

"Master, are you looking for abuse again?"

"No, I'm here to abuse him this time. Meng Huan felt that his physical strength had improved again, and he was no longer afraid of the big man, "Also, I haven't asked you to settle the account of the last time you stood by and watched!"

"Meow?"

It pretended not to know, Meng Huan heard the natal cry of the pill for the first time, and smiled helplessly, he didn't plan to find the pill to settle the account, after its cat call, he felt a little more comfortable.

"Life and death are all for the Sect Interception Immortals!"

There are always guys who don't know how to be funny to interrupt Meng Huan's contemplation, looking at the punch that struck, Meng Huan punched back directly.

Touch!

Meng Huan was still sent flying, but this time his hand was not broken, which was a blessing.

Dahan chased after him excitedly, wanting to do the old routine again. Meng Huan's cultivation is not a little spiritual, and he can't borrow strength between heaven and earth, so he naturally doesn't want to be abused by the big man again.

He punched the big man again, trying to borrow strength from the big man and return to the ground.

Touch!

Although he borrowed the power, he was thrown to the ground, smashing the ground in this illusion into a pit.

"Meow?"

This voice sounded in Meng Huan's ears, it was simply ironic, and there was no longer the cuteness of before.

Meng Huan was angry, and he didn't want to outperform this big man in brute strength, so he wanted to attract Nan Ming to leave the fire and burn this big man. This is his hole card, and he believes that this big man in the Purple Mansion can't stop his flames.

Touch!

Meng Huan was punched away again, and he found that his Nanming was sealed from the fire, and the world on the lotus leaf did not allow him to use such a plug-in method.

“...”

Why is this big man like a hanger, so he doesn't allow himself to hang up.

Meng Huan turned around in the air again, and used the golden light technique to dodge the attack of the big man, and his mind wanted to leave the lotus leaf.

But he tragically found that he couldn't go.

Although the strength of his physical body has increased this time, he has lost the true fire method, and he really doesn't know whether his strength is increased or weakened.

Without waiting for Meng Huan to run again, the big man was still an old trick, and when he raised his hand and pressed it, Meng Huan felt that there were tens of millions of forces pressing on him, and he couldn't move.

Last time, he was able to surround his body with true fire and resist part of the power of Dahan's move, but this time, although his escape technique has improved, he is even slower than last time in this environment.

Seeing Dahan punching excitedly, Meng Huan didn't want to resist anymore.

——

An hour later.

Meng Huan was lying on the ground on the edge of the fire pool, with a loveless expression, he was an immortal qi refining cultivator, but he was tested by Qingping Sword to compare his physical skills.

The kitten Chongzifu jumped out and lay in Meng Huan's arms, grinding his paws with the clothes on his chest.

"Is this here to comfort me?"

"Meow?"

"Hmm!"

He touched the kitten with his hand and smoothed it.

Long.

"Let's go!" Meng Huan saw that there was still a fire not far away, if it wasn't for people, it was his Meng Huan's great tonic!

Half an hour later, Meng Huan arrived at the place, and sure enough, as he expected, this was another pool of emperor blood.

Meng Huan quickly absorbed and refined the fire, and his true fire already had a hint of redness, and when he turned the fire into red, he believed that the heavenly immortals would not be able to withstand his burning.

Looking at the golden blood in the pool, Meng Huan felt a little bored.

He thought about it, and instead of refining this pool of blood into his body, he let the little sapling in the Purple Mansion absorb this pool of blood.

After absorbing this pool of blood, the little sapling turned golden today, growing into one foot and two feet tall, and there were a few more leaves, and there were also golden leaves on the top, and there was actually a drop of colorless liquid dripping, Meng Huan was not on the lotus leaf at this time, and he couldn't turn into an entity to pick it up, so he wanted to use his mind to control the purple mansion and accept the drop of clear liquid. But that drop of clear liquid was not affected by him, and it dripped directly onto the ground in Meng Huanzi's mansion.

Suddenly, Meng Huan felt refreshed, and the Purple Mansion seemed to have vitality, and the Star Essence Orb in the sea of qi actually entered the Purple Mansion and flew into the starry sky that Meng Huan visualized, fusing with the starry sky, like a substance.

Meng Huan didn't know what that drop of serum was, and he didn't know whether the changes in his Purple Mansion were good or bad, but he felt very good.

However, if there is no Xingchen Bead, it will be difficult for Meng Huan to cultivate in the future. Meng Huan tried to separate the star beads, but to his disappointment, the beads did not listen to him, but the stars were moving, sprinkling the stars, just like real stars.

Since it can still be used, Meng Huan no longer cares about it.

——

Two years later, Meng Huan was standing under a city wall.

"It's finally crowded. ”

In the past two years, he has not encountered that kind of blood pool, but has just run all the way.

"This place may be the end of the earth!"