Connect to the spiritual realm and enter a state of ultimate meditation.

She wanted to find out what kind of essence existed inside the cursed stone the size of a pigeon's egg.

Ling Luo concentrated all his energy, pinched the cursed stone the size of a pigeon's egg with two fingers, and probed it intently.

Gradually, the inside of the curse stone materialized in Ling Luo's mind—it was a black flake, about the size of a fingernail.

No, maybe it's just a fingernail!

She could clearly feel that the extremely pure Extreme Fire Vitality was coming from this fingernail.

This nail cover is not four or five, and there is still a surging pulse of life on it!

Probing complete.

Ling Luo opened his eyes suddenly.

Extreme fire attribute things, then they must be refined with extreme fire!

In the palm of her right hand, an extremely pure black flame suddenly appeared.

She carefully controlled the heat and temperature, and in a few moments, the last layer of the cursed stone, the size of a pigeon's egg, was gradually smelted by the extreme fire.

Suddenly, a black extremely dazzling light burst out from Ling Luo's palm, shooting out in all directions, and the entire gambling stone hall on the first floor was illuminated.

The glint was so dazzling that everyone couldn't help but reach out and block their view to prevent their eyes from being burned.

Ling Luo narrowed his eyes.

Strangely, this radiant glow did not sting her eyes.

She could even clearly see through the divine light the essential prototype of the treasure cut out of the cursed stone.

It was a black fingernail.

It was exactly the same as the one she had detected through the spiritual realm.

As a result of the thoughts, the black extreme fire in the palm of Ling Luo's right hand gradually extinguished, and the brilliance of the black divine mang's fingernails gradually faded and became unpretentious.

As soon as the divine light disappeared, everyone's extremely hot gaze brushed towards Ling Luo's palm.

Xuanyuan Jing was even more direct, and couldn't wait to rush in front of Ling Luo, stretching out a slender hand, about to touch the black Shenmang fingernail.

"Princess Jing be careful!"

Before the voice fell, from the black mang's fingernails, a cluster of extremely fierce black extreme fire sparked up, devouring Xuanyuan Jing's slender hand.

"Ahh

Xuanyuan Jing couldn't dodge and let out an exclamation.

When she withdrew her hand, a huge black mark had been burned on the back of her hand by the black extreme fire, and half of the skin on the back of her hand was scorched!

Xuanyuan Jing's delicate smiling face twisted, his left hand pinched the wrist of his right hand, put the wound to his lips, and kept blowing.

"Princess Jing, don't blow it, it'll be infected!" Ling Luo's eyes lit up, and he stopped it.

As she spoke, she stretched out one hand and grabbed Xuanyuan Jing's slender wrist, and in the other hand, there was suddenly a simple celadon bottle, pulled out the lid, poured out some golden spiritual liquid, and poured it on the wound on the back of her hand.

Ling Luo's movements were extremely fast, and the action of applying the medicine was done in one go, so that people didn't have time to react at all.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Jing felt that the pain in the wound on the back of her hand disappeared in an instant, and an extremely cold numbness sensation hit her.

"A bold thief, you dare to burn Princess Jing!" The guards of the Tianyuan No. 1 Gambling Stone Workshop were armed with weapons, and they were all pointing at Ling Luo.

"Stop it all for Princess Ben!"