Chapter 258: Black flame

"Hey...everything has its own body, how could you not?"
Mu Yun suddenly smiled and said: "Let me guess, your body should be...this ghostly spirit? This countless monster in the Demon Abyss? Or this...the monster sealed at the bottom of the stone platform. !"
Mu Yun's face was cold, the purple fireball suddenly changed its speed, and it swiftly descended towards the ground under his feet, directly blasting away.
"stop!"
The shrill voice screamed, and suddenly a figure in a black robe appeared in front of the ground, holding up the purple fireball in both hands, and shouting in a deep voice: "Get out!"
With this low drink, the ground cracked every inch, and the purple fireball exploded.
However, the sky was full of black air, green fire spread, and the entire stone platform and the surrounding ground were not affected by the explosion at all.
Sure enough!
Seeing this scene, Mu Yun must have a smile on his face!
That black figure was shrouded in black robe, making it hard to see its cheeks.
"Are you not showing up with the figure of the ghost fire of Myriad Tribulations?" Looking at that figure, Mu Yun joked.
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
Wan Jie looked at Mu Yun coldly, and the killing intent in his eyes was self-evident.
"Heh, under this ground stone platform, I'm afraid there is some ulterior secret? Otherwise, how can you let a strong man beyond the soul altar level to suppress, and once suppressed, it will be ten thousand years!"
Mu Yun is not stupid. The Ten Thousand Tribulations Ghost Fire takes the Ten Thousand Ghosts Old Man as the battlefield. This stone platform is a huge formation!
"You are very clever, but unfortunately, the more you know, the faster you die."
Wan Ji's voice was cold, and he stepped out in one step.
boom......
A bang sounded, and the ground cracked every inch, and in the hands of Ten Thousand Tribulations, groups of green flames rushed towards Mu Yun.
"Look at whether you are the powerful ghost fire of Myriad Tribulations, or my Zilian Demon Fire is powerful."
How could Mu Yun be defeated at this moment, the nine-tailed fire dragon exploded in a blast, and the nine dragon's tails were like a rainbow.
At this moment, it is a confrontation between the sky and fire. The winner will swallow the other side and become stronger. The loser can only be swallowed, merged, and disappeared into the world.
Myriad Tribulation ghosts are full of spirits, and there are groups of ghost fires in my hand. Nine groups of ghost fires surround Myriad Tribulations. The surrounding flames are full of coldness.
This kind of coldness is not the feeling on the body, but the bottom of my heart.
"Nine Dragons!"
With a low drink, the nine purple fire lotus in Mu Yun's hand flew out in an instant, rushing away.
"Go away!"
In Wanjie's hands, nine ghost fires exploded in an instant.
Rumble...
There was a popping sound, Mu Yun let out a muffled snort, his steps backed up, his face also became difficult to look.
The power of the ghost fire of Ten Thousand Tribulations is more fearful than the Demon Fire of Purple Lotus.
This fire is not a huge power attack like the Zilian Demon Fire, but a swooping down on the spirit of the warrior.
However, this guy was extremely cautious and did not enter Mu Yun's soul lake at all. As long as he dared to enter the soul lake, Mu Yun could be quite sure that Zhu Xiantu would be able to kill him immediately.
But the hypothesis is beautiful, but the truth is cruel.
"Smelly boy, don't be delusional, I'm not that stupid. If you want to be swallowed by you like that purple lotus demon fire, you just wait to die!"
"Suffer to death?"
Mu Yun sneered and said, "I'm dead, and Zilian Demon Fire will also die. You won't get anything!"
Mu Yun’s words were not intimidation. He is the life consciousness of Zilian Demon Fire. If he dies, then Zilian Demon Fire will come to an end and return to the world, unless another million years have passed. Accumulation can condense again.
"Dead? You are dead, Zilian Demon Fire is mine!"
Wan Ji sneered, the sea of ​​fire spread, and strands of green flames went straight to Muyun.
"Humph!"
When things came to this moment, Mu Yun naturally couldn't admit defeat, snorted coldly, and stepped out, the flames lingering beneath his feet and his breath was violent.
Bang bang bang...
There were bursts of bangs, and the flames under Mu Yun's feet burned, driving away.
The two sky fires completely collided at this moment.
咚咚咚...
The earth began to tremble, but at this moment, it was obvious that neither of them was willing to take a step back.
Hum...
However, at this moment, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded, and at the border of the Myriad Tribulations Ghost Fire and the Purple Lotus Demon Fire, purple and green intersect, and the flames turned into black with a sizzling sound.
The black flames gradually spread, and it spread towards Mu Yun and Wan Ji at the same time.
Black flame!
Seeing this scene, Mu Yun's expression changed and he hurriedly wanted to withdraw.
But at this moment, at the intersection of the two flames, the adsorption power has increased more than a hundredfold, so where can he withdraw.
On the other side, Wan Jie's face also showed a touch of surprise, wanting to turn back, but... simply can't do it!
"Mu Yun, what the are you doing?"
"What the am I doing? What the are you doing!"
Mu Yun said anxiously.
The mixture between the two sky fires actually gave birth to a purple flame, which is simply unheard of.
Even though Mu Yun was an immortal king in his previous life, he had never seen such a vision.
"How about you and I let go at the same time?"
"I want to let go, but I can't do it at all!"
Hearing Mu Yun's words, Na Wan Jie tried, his face turned pale, and he looked in front of him, completely dumbfounded.
Ruined!
Sure enough, I can't tear it off!
"You bastard, what did you do?" Wan Ji was furious, and he still felt like Mu Yun had done it.
"I......"
Mu Yun just wanted to explain, but the next moment, in his mind, a buzzing sound rang, and everything, like a tide, surged into Mu Yun's mind.
"what......"
Suddenly, Na Wanjie let out a roar, covering his head with his hands, seemingly painful.
His entire face seemed to be distorted because of pain.
Mu Yun was silly on the spot, watching everything.
Zhu Xiantu, are you messing up again?
"It's not you, bastard, if I die, I won't let you live."
Myriad Tribulation's expression was indifferent, and a word floated out, and the whole person became cold and angry, and the green flames actually skyrocketed a bit.
It's just that the skyrocketing green flame has not yet grown up, it is completely swallowed by the black flame.
Gradually, the black flame rushed out, directly engulfing the entire figure of Ten Thousand Tribulations.
The screams gradually disappeared.
In the open ground, only Mu Yun with a look of astonishment left, and the old man with ghosts stupid on the other side.
"What happened?"
The old man Wan Gui looked at Mu Yun dumbly and shouted.
However, Mu Yun was just standing still in place, dementedly.
At this moment, earth-shaking changes were taking place in the soul lake in his mind.
In my mind, two light clusters were spinning at high speed, slowly forming.
One of the light balls, the size of a thumb, was purple with a terrifying hot flame.
The other light group, the size of a mung bean, shone with green face, glowing with an icy hot breath.
The two flames revolved at a high speed around the soul power the size of Muyun's water tank, and with the speed of rotation, they were getting faster and faster.
The soul power in Mu Yun's soul sea unexpectedly stirred uncontrollably.
The soul power seemed to be unable to bear it, and wanted to join the rotation of the two light groups.
Gradually, the soul power entered the rotation. In the Muyun Soul Lake, the three light groups revolved, and during that continuous rotation, the soul power of Mu Yun showed a blowout explosion.
At first it was as big as a water tank, then it was as big as a basketball court, and then it was actually like a lake.
More importantly, the burst of soul power made Mu Yun's whole body radiant.
This time, not only the increase in the number of soul power, but also the enhancement of the essence of soul power.
If it is said that Mu Yun used the soul power to control the true essence before, the power can burst out of 100,000 catties, then it is now a million catties, or even several million catties!
This is simply a big step, a leap forward.
Suddenly, Mu Yun opened his eyes, one eye was glowing with a weird purple, while the other eye was showing a strange green.
Cold and violent!
"It's done!"
Mu Yun said with joy.
"It's... it's done? Mu, what's it done?" Wan Gui said in a puzzled way.
"Haha...it's done, it's done! Skyfire is done, that's how it is, that's how it is!"
Mu Yun laughed loudly, and the old man looking at Wangui was frizzy.
Crazy, crazy, finished, this guy is crazy!
The old man Wan Gui looked at Mu Yun dumbfounded, his eyes full of horror.
This guy, shouldn't he be swallowed up by the tribulations of spiritual sense and consciousness, and become a tribulation?
"Brother Mu, don't scare me, are you Wanji or Muyun?" The old man Wangui said in astonishment.
"What do you mean?"
Mu Yun pointed a finger, and a green flame burst out directly.
Click...
The green flame surrounded the entire stone platform, becoming stronger and stronger.
After a full day and night, a slight click sounded in the air, and the shackles tied to the old man of Wangui were directly disconnected.
"Haha...haha..."
The moment the shackles were disconnected, the old man of Wangui laughed loudly, jumped off the stone platform in one step, and rushed to Mu Yun's side. A big bear hugged him, almost breaking Mu Yun's ribs!
"Brother Mu, haha, Brother Mu, I finally regained his freedom, finally regained his freedom!"
The old man Wangui laughed with tears in his eyes, his whole body was rising, his momentum rose.
The three thousand long hair behind that, dragging on the stone platform, looked very funny.
"Brother Wan!"
Mu Yun laughed, but his heart was twisted.
Ten thousand years ago, he was the old brother Mu, but after ten thousand years, he became the old brother Mu.
"Mu Yun, your boy, you are the master's apprentice, that is, my dead brother, this time we go out, who dares to provoke you, who I kill, when the time comes, the two of us will go to see the big brother Mu Yun!"
Take Mu Yun to see Mu Yun!
How awkward Mu Yun listened, but now there is no way, only let Wan Wusheng shout like this.
After all, now, no matter how he tells Wan Wusheng, he can't believe that he is dead and reborn in a young man named Mu Yun.
"Go, let's go out now and kill the puppies who are chasing you!"
The old man Wangui laughed loudly, pulling Mu Yun to go out.
"Wait, where are you now?"
Mu Yun was surprised and uncertain.
"Um, all the nine levels of soul altars I used to cast were successful and a fairyland. Unfortunately, in the three thousand small worlds, they were conspired by thieves. Now... the nine levels of soul altar are still there, but unfortunately they are all broken and incomplete!"
Damn it!
Hearing Wan Wusheng's words, Mu Yun couldn't wait to slap up.
What's the matter with you, the nine levels of soul altars are all there, but all of them are damaged, what is the difference between the soul altar not being there?
Why are they here with a pig's nose and a green onion?