Repairing his injuries and putting away the Xuanwu armor that had been shattered into pieces, Jimo stepped into the sea of fire again, he was going to cut off the sycamore branches, and use those sycamore branches as a big killing weapon against the common people.

Coming to the sea of green fire again, Jimo still couldn't resist the green flame, but the time he held on to the flame became longer.

He went in and out of the green flame eighteen times, and in one day, he cut down seven sycamore branches, each of which weighed 200,000 catties, with eight sycamore leaves, four feet long, and could swing eight feet wide flames.

The branches of this sycamore tree are very heavy, and a small section can crush the boulder, and even ink cannot pick up all seven sycamore branches, so they can only be put into the dantian one by one.

The harvest cannot be said to be abundant, nor can it be said to be thin. Eighteen times into the green flames, Jimo's body was burned eighteen times. Using the tempering method, his physical body was a little stronger, and he could already hold on to a full fifty breaths in the sea of green fire.

Entering the green flame again, Jimo wants to explore the sycamore tree, which is rumored to be a holy wood, and the phoenix as the emperor of birds, the king of divine beasts, is a model of the pursuit of holiness.

Stepping into the sea of green fire, the flame is illusory and ethereal, the temperature is so high that it is impossible to perceive, being in it, it is like entering the green Luowei, also immortal and illusory, there is really a bit of immortal artistic conception.

The towering plane tree, with a huge crown, covers half of the sea of fire, and the whole tree seems to represent an inexplicable truth, which is incomprehensible. The branches were so hard that even if they were cut with a halberd of inquiry, it would be difficult to break them.

Under such a tree, shock and awe will be born from the depths of the heart.

The time was only fifty breaths, which was too short, Jimo had to cherish every moment, he rushed into the sea of fire and climbed directly onto the ancient tree of the sycamore.

The years of pin cutting have left countless scars on this tree, and there are traces of flames on the tree, and these marks are all over the place, representing a kind of meaning that Jimo does not understand and cannot understand.

Those fire marks made Jimo very confused, this plane tree is not afraid of green flames, even the deeper blue, white, colorless and other flames are not afraid, what kind of fire can leave a mark on such a plane tree.

"Could it be that there is really a phoenix that has attained nirvana on this ancient tree, and it is the flame of his nirvana that ignites this ancient sycamore tree. ”

Phoenix, real dragon, unicorn, those divine beasts only exist in legends, the entire Eastern Wilderness for tens of thousands of years, never heard of these divine beasts haunted, even if it is Beiyuan, Nanling, and even Zhongzhou, no trace of these divine beasts has ever been found.

Even in the ancient wilderness, where the big demon is entrenched, there have never been rumors of divine beasts.

Legend has it that these divine beasts are inherently powerful to be unmatched, not saints, can not be subdued, and even some divine beasts are strong enough to be comparable to the emperor, such a divine beast is born, it will be a prosperous era between heaven and earth, geniuses gathered, strong people are born, such an era, saints will emerge in large numbers, and even the emperor may be born.

In recent years, the Eastern Wilderness has become more and more prosperous, and a large number of strong people have emerged, and it is rumored that even the strongest people in the Holy Realm have been born.

Jimo suddenly remembered what Yi Zhixuan had said, and sighed, "This will be a troubled era, with strong men coming out in large numbers, and heroes competing for hegemony, and many geniuses are destined to fall." ”

If there is really a phoenix nirvana on this plane tree, Jimo really can't imagine it, because it can't be imagined at all.

Jimo fell on a ten-zhang thick sycamore branch, and then it was difficult to tiptoe, he stood on the sycamore branch for more than a dozen breaths, before he slowly came back to his senses, he closed his eyes and walked forward, to reach the end of the sycamore branch, savoring the inexplicable shock.

On the entire plane tree, there are fire marks all over the place, and it seems that there is really a phoenix in Nirvana, which has carved an indelible mark on this holy tree.

The farther and farther I went, the deeper the inexplicable touch of Jimo, the kind of touch was indescribable, I wanted to say it, but I thought about it carefully, but I couldn't think of that touch anymore.

The soul of Jimo wanders outside the world, in a trance, the brain is blank, there is nothing to think, nothing to desire, nothing to want.

In just fifty breaths, it is too short, but it is also this shortness that shocks Jimo and is destined to make him unforgettable for the rest of his life.

After more than a dozen breaths, Jimo's body had been burned to the ground, and even half of his arm had been burned, but he didn't care about it, and he didn't absorb the vitality of the tree of life, and still walked towards the end of the branch.

After another ten breaths, half of Jimo's legs were also burned, half of his body disappeared, but he was still walking forward, this was a miracle journey, destined to be engraved in memory, Jimo didn't want to end this journey too early, he wanted to go to the limit of his self, until he could no longer hold on.

The fire path is still spreading, probably to the end of the branches. Ten more breaths. A full fifty breaths. Except for the dozen or so breaths in front of him, the rest of the time, Jimo has been moving forward slowly, without any restraints, and he walked a total of ninety-nine zhang 09 feet 9 inches nine.

Fifty breaths is already the limit, the limit that Jimo can hold on to in the sea of green fire, at this pole, his limbs are completely destroyed, and half of his body is left, that is, the head, and only half of it is left.

Can't go any further. Even if he stepped forward one more centimeter, he would be beyond his own limit, but Jimo still couldn't step out of this centimeter, because his limbs had been destroyed.

It's time to leave, Jimo slowly opened his eyes, and a divine light shot out of his eyes. No, you can't just give up. Jimo shouted in his heart, he opened his mouth and spewed out a flame, and his hoarse voice was also shouting.

"I'm going to take this step, go beyond my limits and get to a new starting point. ”

"Boom!"

Jimo advanced into the remaining half of his upper torso, with half of his head, and finally broke out of the limit that shackled him.

"Peng!"

It seemed that something had been broken, and the sound of a war drum hammer came from Jimo's body, and in Jimo's body, that vitality Dao Yun was completely transformed, and a new change was derived. Three births and nine changes, it is said that you can explore the pole of numbers. On top of that aggregate, a new aggregate is born, evolving in a more complex direction.

The ancient tree with the change of vitality has grown a little, and it is still vigorous and upright, full of simplicity, with an inexplicable truth.

More of the vitality in the Tree of Life was drained by the Vitality Dao Essence, and the Vitality Dao Essence underwent a new round of transformation, and the huge vitality was like a stream, rushing through the Jimo meridians and repairing his body.

On the remaining body, new flesh squirms, and a new body is born, removing the old and welcoming the new, symbolizing greater strength. Jimo didn't dare to hesitate, and started the method of forging, hitting his newborn body with a small hammer of spiritual energy, making it more perfect, tougher, and stronger.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The sound of thumping metal came from Jimo's body, and the aftermath was endless.

After beating for a long time, this body was finally beaten to perfection, which is already the highest level that can be forged now.

Jimo was pleased, he took out the Inquiry Halberd again, crossed the aura into it, concocted it like a method, and operated the method of forging.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Another half a day has passed, and the Soul Halberd has finally been refined, removing many impurities, the Question Heart Halberd is very powerful, it is not a magic weapon, but it is better than a magic weapon, this is a weapon with its own history.

Jimo put away the halberd, stood up, and walked towards the end of the fire road again, this time he walked much faster and walked vigorously.

Half a mile forward, to a void, there is a void of more than thirty zhang, in front of the void, is a blue flame, the flame is more illusory, more ethereal.

The junction of two flames, where the air is burned into nothingness, presenting a vacuum.

Looking at the blue sea of fire in front of him, Jimo's eyes suddenly froze, and he saw that in the void, under the branches of the sycamore tree, there was a nine-foot-long feather lying quietly in the air, the main body of the feather was red, condensed and qualitative, and the feathers were dense and glowing with metallic luster.

The tail end of the feathers is red, yellow, blue, green, and purple, and they are arranged in a row and dazzling. The feather carried an unknown secret reason, filled with the breath of fire, and condensed a thick charm.

Jimo was completely shocked, "Is this really a phoenix feather? ”

He stepped into the void, and his body soon began to be destroyed, and Jimo was horrified, the temperature in this void was really terrifyingly high.

He didn't dare to hesitate, stepped in front of the feather, and grabbed the feather, but he didn't want to mention it, and he didn't lift such a feather, which was very heavy, and Jimo suspected that this feather had at least two million catties.

After a short contact, there was a coldness and slaughter from the feather, and the ink trembled from the bone marrow.

Half of his body had been burned, Jimo didn't dare to hesitate anymore, he directly opened the dantian and swallowed the feather. Entering the dantian, the feather quickly grabbed one percent of the position. You must know that the entire dantian is occupied by the black bead ninety, and there is still one percent left, and the feather comes in, and it instantly captures one percent of the remaining area in the Jimo dantian, which is really terrifying.

After collecting the feathers, Jimo dared to stay, hurriedly returned to the green flame, and it took an hour to repair his body.

Spit out a breath of turbidity, Jimo reaped the merits and stood solemnly, it has been two days since he arrived at the Vermilion Bird Palace, I don't know how Yanran and a few people are, it is time to leave the Vermilion Bird Palace.

Out of the green flames, Ji Mo wanted to fly towards the teleportation array to the White Tiger Palace, but the cultivators had already surrounded him, "Senior brother, do you want to leave?"

Jimo looked at the cultivators and nodded, his eyes flashed with firmness, and he sent encouragement, "Don't worry, as long as we are not dead, you will be safe in the Vermilion Bird Palace." ”

"That is, senior brother, I want to go out together and deal with the common people together. "A disciple of the Forgotten Dust Sect stood up, he looked at Jimo, although there was cowardice in his eyes, but more firmness.

"Even Senior Brother, let's go too. "There are more monks standing up, there are Terran monks, there are demon monks. Although they had fear in their eyes, they did not hide from Jimo's slightly moist gaze.

"Jimo, let's go together. Mo Tie looked at Jimo and opened his mouth to say decisively.

The corners of Jimo's eyes are slightly moist, this is the monk, happy and hateful, although there are grievances, but never run away from danger and righteousness.

They are even more small people among the monks, even if they die, not many people will know who their names are, even if they are afraid, they dare to face death, they are all small people, but they are touching big people.

"No, if you stay here, we will be at ease, and one day, when the Vermilion Bird Hall reopens, it will be the time for us to return triumphantly. Jimo opened his mouth for a long time, then turned around and left with a hoarse voice.

"That is, senior brother, take us with you. ”

"Jimo ......"

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