Chapter 893 Take the source!
Necromancer Mountains.
Naxin and Ouyang Luoshuang were not far away from each other. They both looked up at the sky with a solemn look.
An oil-green light spot, suspended in the Ouyang Luoshuang Tianling cover, flashing with a turquoise luster, constantly shrinking and expanding, and starting over and over again.
That's the evil cave of the dead.
Because of the temporary departure of the ancient demon fire, the evil cave of the dead spirit at this time was dominated by Ouyang Luoshuang, and the beginning of the world was equivalent to being really controlled by her.
Ouyang Luoshuang narrowed his eyes slightly, and his face was cold. He quietly swirled the soul altar, achieving a wonderful resonance between the power of the soul and the beginning.
The wonderful fluctuation was released from her. The evil cave of the dead kept jumping, and the frequency was getting faster and faster...
Na Xin frowned, looked at her, and said indifferently, "It's useless. You can't search for that unknown place, where only those who merge with Tianhuo can enter when Tianhuo engulf each other. And you, without merging a kind of heavenly fire, even if you practice the meaning of space, you can't find it.
Ouyang Luoshuang's bright eyes dimmed a little, and he sighed bitterly, "Sure enough, I can't catch any trace."
"Is there a way to collect the origin in the inheritance of the original world you get?" Naxin suddenly became interested and looked at her deeply, "As far as I know, only the few most outstanding people know how to collect the origin. You were in a hurry to collect it. Do you really know the right way?
"Isn't it enough to fuse the soul? Ouyang Luoshuang was a little confused, "Is there still a lot of attention?"
Na Xin was surprised and immediately smiled strangely, "It turns out that you don't know. Fortunately, you girl didn't enter the center of the earth and saw the origin. Otherwise, if you act rashly, you will only be destroyed and can't even leave a trace.
Ouyang Luoshuang's face changed, "Would you like to hear more about it?"
"I don't know either." Na Xin smiled bitterly and shook his head. "The ancient continent with its origin is rare and rare, and it is only a handful in the vast starry sky. In my cognition, there are countless powerful beings who try to collect the source, which is often out of place, and there is no good end to act rashly.
"He doesn't know either." Ouyang Luoshuang's expression was shocked, and he stood up suddenly, and a trace of urgency flashed in his eyes. "Will he enter so muddle-headedly and charge impulsively, will he end up with what you said?"
Na Xin frowned, "He shouldn't lose it so early, should he?"
"You should have made it clear before!" Ouyang Luoshuang snorted coldly, "I'm afraid that guy will collect it, maybe he will be hurt by you! What she said was a little heavy.
"He is not a dared person. He should be fine." Naxin pondered, "There are hundreds of millions of strong people in the origin of this ancestral land. Countless strong people have been born in this continent, and the origin still exists, indicating that no one has successfully collected it. This means that, of course, there is some kind of wonder in it, and he should see it clearly.
"If you can't see clearly, why don't you charge it?" Ouyang Luoshuang shouted.
"I'm afraid it won't come to a good end." Naxin said with a calm face, "I don't think he will be in trouble. The heavenly fire he gets contains the power of his origin. There must be some special means for him to communicate with the heavenly fire, which should be unharmed.
"You'd better get it right." Ouyang Luoshuang looked cold and seemed to be extremely reluctant to see the accident in Shiyan.
Na Xin hesitated for a moment, as if he also realized the seriousness of the problem. After meditating for a long time, he suddenly closed his eyes, and a wave of the soul covering the whole divine continent was suddenly released from him and went straight to the depths of the earth.
Ten seconds later, Na Xin suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "I found it."
His soul consciousness, penetrating thousands of miles of the earth, actually built a connection with the soul of Shiyan!
"Don't take the source. If you can't do it, just wait and see how it happens!" Naxin's wisp of thought, like a thunderbolt, exploded in the sea of stone rock.
The stone rock with a vague consciousness, Huo Ran woke up, his eyes trembled, and the divine body moved.
He consumes too much vitality...
The fierce battle between Tianhuo is far more dangerous than he thought. This fierce battle of Tianhuo is different from the past!
The ancient demon fire and the chaotic sacred flame are the two highest-level strands in the sky fire. They are intelligent, and their life forms tend to be perfect. They are the most wonderful creatures in the world.
The eighth-order ancient demon fire, the chaotic sacred fire that makes the ancient demon fire afraid, what kind of level should the number one sky fire be?
Ninth level!
The peak of the sky fire!
A chill poured into the soul from the heavenly lid, drowning the sea of knowledge, making him feel a strong fear of restless.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that he was too reckless, but when he broke through to the peak of the god king, he thought that he could do whatever he wanted in the divine continent and gathered all the remaining heavenly fires.
The appearance of the ancient demon fire and the chaotic sacred flame slapped him in the face to let him understand how terrible such strange creatures would be after reaching the high level.
Naxin's soul consciousness came quickly and went faster, but disappeared in an as soon as it disappeared.
His face was surprisingly solemn, and his mind flashed constantly, and he was looking for a way to help Tianhuo.
"I have warned him." Outside, Na Xin took a deep breath and forced a smile. "It's not too late. He hasn't acted recklessly yet. With my reminder, he should not be messed up."
Ouyang Luoshuang breathed a sigh of relief.
She regards the rock as a thorny road on my road, and cultivates it hard with the rock as the object. If the rock falls, she will look at a loss.
At least, I have to do it myself. After defeating him, he can fall down!
Ouyang Luoshuang thought to himself.
The fierce battle of the sky fire is getting more and more fierce. The rock deep in the center of the ground can even feel the mysterious ice flame and the trembling of the earth fire...
Before the chaotic sacred flame came out, the battle between the seven kinds of heavenly fire and the ancient demon fire was still evenly matched, which did not make him extra overdraw his life.
However, when the number one sky fire appeared, not only the seven kinds of sky fire immediately changed the object, but also the originally fierce ancient demon fire turned against it.
But even so, the nine kinds of heavenly fire combined forces, coupled with the vitality of the stone rock, do not seem to be able to win.
I don't know how many ideas hidden in the center of the earth, and the chaotic sacred flame that has been catching the power of the source is simply incredible!
Naxin's wisp of thought made Shi Yan wake up, but after only a few minutes, he began to be confused again because of the passage of soul energy, and his consciousness was erratic and muddle-headed.
At this time, Naxin's summons were remembered by him, and something else gradually happened!
Not bad! It must be the source! It can only be the source!
His eyes were bright, and he stared at the origin in front of him at the most mysterious thing in the world. The urgent idea was uncontrollable! And it's getting stronger and stronger!
He has no choice.
Either the vitality will be exhausted by the fire, and the soul altar will collapse and completely dissipate.
Either let it go, let the chaotic sacred flame take advantage of it, and absorb and merge several kinds of heavenly fires one by one. There is no benefit at all.
Or take the power of the source to see if it can change the situation. All the heavenly fires formed in the divine continent are closely related to the original source. Every life form of the heavenly fire relies on the original source. If the source is taken, can it change all this?
As soon as this idea emerges, it is like a heart demon corroding the heart, which is lingering.
With the gradual passage of the soul of life and the ambiguity of consciousness, Na Xin's reminder was selectively forgotten by him, and the idea of getting the origin is crazy!
Finally, when his consciousness was about to gather, he completely forgot Na Xin's warning and nodded to his forehead.
The soul altar is like layers of pagodas, slowly rising from his heavenly cover to the vast sea of knowledge, the wonderful mystical layer, like the soul of life fireworks, layer by layer superimposed on each other, magnificent and wonderful.
The soul is floating in the aoyi layer, like a candle in the wind, as if it will be extinguished at any time,......,
In this state, his soul altar floated to the source without knowing the danger.
Oh!
The soul altar touched a gray airflow, and the divine line in the sea of knowledge, like being burned and dissolved, suddenly dissipated quickly!
Just a flash, his vast sea of knowledge was consumed one-tenth of the area in an instant.
The unbearable tingling came from the depths of his soul. He seemed to have been stabbed into his brain by a sharp weapon. The pain was simply indescribable.
With his tenacity to endure pain, he couldn't stand it. The fire of the soul fluttered and almost disappeared.
His originally muddle-headed consciousness suddenly woke up under the stingling pain.
Also at that moment, the blood mark on his soul's forehead suddenly shone!
An electric light, shining in the mark, a dusty memory thought, like raindropping down, straight to the deepest art of heaven and arrow refining in his heart!
Bang!
The magic ring on his finger suddenly burst into pieces. All kinds of absorbing materials that he had spent a lot of energy gathered emerged from the bursting magic ring.
Lei Jinmu, blood soul water, five elements crystal marrow...
Three main materials, several auxiliary materials suddenly rushed to the sea of knowledge, and merged with the sea of knowledge.
The gray airflow rushed into the sea of knowledge, which seemed to cause some kind of change. The blood mark of the soul sent out a rainbow light, wrapping all the main materials and auxiliary materials.
sneer!
The amazing electric current and divine light converged into a ball. Those main materials and auxiliary materials quietly overflowed under the alchemy of his spontaneous operation of the God of Fire, and a chaotic fog covered the sea of knowledge and the altar of the soul.
The unforgettable tingling suddenly disappeared, and the gray airflow no longer seemed to pose a threat to him.
In his heart, he did not dare to hesitate at all. He drove the soul altar directly through countless layers of gray airflow, and the soul altar directly covered the source.
The operation of the magic of the god of fire, the most mysterious fluctuation between heaven and earth, centered on the soul altar, spread quickly and took the origin.
At that moment, his soul altar contacted the origin. In an flash, a flash of light flashed, and his soul altar and the origin suddenly appeared in the fierce battle of the sky.
The battle of ten kinds of heavenly fire was right in front of him. During the most fierce confrontation, he broke in.