She didn't want to stay in such a sad place too much.

"yes, okay."

Xuanyuan Yu calmed Hei Yu, and then the group left Zhushen Mountain and flew back to Jiulan Academy.

Ling Luo returned to the Xuanzi Pavilion in Qingzhu Garden, she did not go to class, but in the small bamboo forest in the backyard, she sacrificed the mysterious black stick and entered the space of the third inheritance.

The bluestone tombs and obsidian tombs of the third inheritance have been subdued by her, and now, only the red stone tombs remain.

The third-level cultivation method of the third inheritance, she must get it.

Ling Luo's hands quickly sealed on his chest, and thousands of fireballs struck those red tombstones, and the ghost skeletons were disturbed, and crawled out of the graves one after another.

The ghost skeleton that crawled out this time was all red, and the eyes were still flashing with crimson flames, but the size was twice as large as the previous blue-white and black skeletons.

Ling Luo looked at the group of red skeletons that were gradually gathering around her, and an idea suddenly came to her heart.

Today, I will no longer use the Rhinitis Prison, so it is better to use these red ghost skeletons to test the power of the moonlight wind chimes.

Thinking of this, Ling Luo took out the moonlight wind chime from the black jade space ring, and the wind chime moved lightly due to the thought.

The beautiful crystal flower of the seven leaves slowly rose to the sky above Ling Luo's head, and under the dark red canopy, the seven leaf flowers exuded a silver moonlight.

In the scorching air, there was not a trace of wind, but under Ling Luo's control, the wind chimes began to emit a crisp and pleasant sad sound of "ding ding dong dong".

Like the melody of death, it guides the soul of no return to the other side.

Tens of thousands of red skeletons stopped their attack on Ling Luo, and they stood in place like devout believers, staring blankly at the moonlight wind chimes that radiated a bright light in the middle of the air.

Whimpering sounded from the mouths of the red skeletons, one after the other, one on top of the other.

Then, they stretched out their withered fingers and scratched at their bodies, their red skeletons falling apart.

They killed themselves.

Tens of thousands of red skeletons, looking up at the moonlight wind chimes, put an end to their own lives, which should not be called life.

Looking at the corpses everywhere, Ling Luo took a deep breath, she underestimated the treacherous power of the moonlight wind chimes.

After the red skeletons died, the ghost fire in their eyes turned into silver-colored ancient characters, and they all rushed into Ling Luo's body.

The highest essence method of the third extreme fire inheritance!

Ling Luo's heart was shocked, his blood was boiling, his eyes were red, and he felt the subtlety of these silver-colored ancient characters.

She sat cross-legged on the ground, her heart facing the sky, and she began to concentrate on cultivation by using the rich extreme fire vitality in this third space.

And the moonlight wind chimes above her head also gradually converged their brilliance and automatically returned to her spatial ring.

The first and second layers of the third extreme fire inheritance are all mental methods, and this third layer is the real martial arts.

This subtle martial art is called the Fire Dragon Wing.

At the moment of the explosion, two fiery dragon wings can be born on the user's back, soaring into the sky, although the time is short, it can also deal a fatal blow to the opponent.