In the Netherworld, there is no change of day and night, only the dark moon above the sky is always hanging, there is no warmth of the great sun in the world, but exudes a strong Netherworld atmosphere, which is like an elixir for the many creatures living in the Netherworld. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The brilliance of the dark moon can stabilize the soul body, which is the most needed thing for the soul without a body, and this huge netherworld region has many living beings, but most of them are still souls and remnants without a body, which shows how important the dark moon in the sky is to the entire netherworld.

It's just that all this has no effect on Liu Boqin at this moment, at this time his eyes are slightly closed, but there is no sign of stagnation in his hands, ten fingers fly, and Dao runes fly out of his palms, like butterflies fluttering, without the slightest sound of wind and rain, but like lightning into the red furnace.

Boom, boom, boom! The bull head in the furnace still did not accept his fate, and his figure continued to grow, but in the furnace it was like a world, even if the bull head had given birth to the extreme, it was still only standing in the sea of fire.

The constantly burning red spiritual flame not only incorporated the vitality of the outside world, but also the blazing breath continued to lick the bull's head standing in the sea of fire at this time, and every minute and every second you could feel the breath on the bull's head shrinking, and the burning fire of life was like a candle in the wind, as long as it added a little strength, it would be extinguished in the wind.

Regardless of the bull head in the furnace, Liu Boqin at this time just regarded it as a rare elixir, the magic seal in his palm continued, and the burning spiritual flame showed his own strength under the guidance of his will, and the bull head in the furnace suffered.

As time passed, the sound in the furnace continued to shrink, and in the end it was silent, Liu Boqin's divine sense probed the situation in the furnace, only to see the huge body of the bull head turned into ashes in the furnace, only an ink-colored spar and a drop of blood that exuded endless cold remained, as for the others, the furnace had been burned into ashes.

On the barren mountains, Liu Boqin's closed eyes suddenly opened, and his arm swept away, and the thick and crystal furnace lid slid back slightly with the force of the arm's sweep, revealing a gap.

There was a crisp sound, and suddenly the ink-colored spar in the furnace and the black blood bead in the silver suddenly shot up, like lightning, and they were about to gallop away into the distance.

However, Liu Boqin, who had already made preparations, naturally would not let him slip away like this, only to see his five fingers spread out and his giant palms spread out. The qi and blood as thick as spider silk suddenly flashed with red light, and the lightning and flint turned into a net, trapping the spar and blood beads in it.

At this moment, a rune suddenly flew out of Liu Boqin's palm, and the spars and blood beads that kept beating and still refused to surrender suddenly stopped beating, like mountain stones, and quietly fell into Liu Boqin's palm.

Liu Boqin, who put away the furnace in front of him, flashed with light in his eyes, and suddenly swept the surrounding environment, it was still barren, only those few hideous trees, struggling to grow on this barren mountain, absorbing the thin nutrients, and struggling to survive.

In the brilliance of the dark moon, Liu Boqin suddenly stepped out, and his figure flashed like lightning. The next moment has appeared on the mountainside, grasped the five-finger wheel, and lightly punched out, but suddenly the grand fist power spread like a gentle breeze, only to see the stone wall in front of him, with a wisp of wind turned into powder, dissipated into the air.

When he was young, a cave like a fist mark appeared in front of Liu Boqin's eyes, there was no strange look on his face, he stepped out of the air and sank into the hole; at the same time, the fingers in his palm were bent and gently popped out, and suddenly several streamers flashed, and several crystalline jade flashed in the air and disappeared into the soil.

Suddenly, the change was born, and the surrounding vitality suddenly surged, rolling up a thick fog, but the fog had dissipated in a moment, but the cave that was originally like a fist mark had disappeared, and some were just stone walls like before, as if time had gone back, and there was nothing unusual about it.

The one by one flashing in the air is Liu Boqin's formation talisman made of jade in the mountains, although it is not as stable as the formation of the formation flag and the formation map, but its victory lies in simplicity, the material of jade is not found in this world, and the sacrifice does not need to be as complicated as the formation map and the formation flag.

For Liu Boqin at this moment, the magic array laid out here is just to cover up, and there is no idea of resisting the enemy, and the jade sacrifice array is enough at this time, and it is also a practical method.

Liu Boqin punched out of the cave, at this time, his arm suddenly waved, and a wave of air rolled out, wiping the dust off the ground, sweeping out a clean and flat ground, and then sat cross-legged on the ground.

As for the net of qi and blood held in his palm, it was already suspended in front of him at this time, through the red grid, you could see an ink-colored spar hanging in it, a drop of blood beads laughing with his thumb beside him, the silver brilliance flashed, and the phantom of the bull's head could be seen, and the cultivation of his body had been turned into essence, and he had become this blood bead.

The sea is full of calm, without a trace of waves.

Boom! A bell rang in the silence, and the crystal Dao bell suspended in the sea of knowledge, as Liu Boqin spread out his palm, the sea of self-knowledge suddenly flashed and appeared in his palm.

At this moment, this palm-sized Dao bell, the crystal body of the bell is full of runes, there are magic shadows flashing, giant gods appearing, Buddha chanting, and naturally there is no trace of sword marks obtained in Chisongguan before.

Liu Boqin, whose eyes were flashing, suddenly pointed at him like a sword and slashed it gently, and the blood net formed by qi and blood suddenly cracked. At the same time, the red streamer that ejected from Liu Boqin's fingertips was like a tiny long snake, hooking the ink-colored crystal and bringing it out of the red blood web.

This ink-colored crystal suddenly woke up from its slumber, and without that trace of suppressive power, it would grow wings and want to fly out of the cave.

In the midst of the electric light, Liu Boqin's face remained unchanged, but the crystal Dao Bell in his palm was gently thrown up, and suddenly with a slight bell ringing, the Dao Bell bloomed brightly, pulling the ink-colored spar that was constantly struggling into the Dao Bell.

As a sword light slashed out, the struggling spar suddenly became quiet, only as a black shadow emerged, a desolate voice sounded in Liu Boqin's ears: "Thief, I curse you for not dying well!"

That black shadow is the spiritual imprint of the bull's head, and it is also its innate aura, and it is a trace of the imprint in the boundless river of fate, with Liu Boqin's sword slashing out, its mark collapsed, and there is no chance for mortals to be reincarnated.

This is true annihilation!