Chapter 712

Refining the Golden Bone Flame

At this time, the fire tripod with the top cover opened also seemed to have lost the power to resist, not only did the flame explosion in the tripod stop, but the flame on the surface also disappeared by itself, but Wang Hong didn't care about the situation of the fire tripod at this time, and his eyes were completely attracted by the things he just held in his hand

"The Golden Bone Flame is actually the Golden Bone Flame, how is it possible? The Golden Bone Flame is not only a cultivator of the Ghost Dao Technique,

Moreover, can a cultivator whose realm has reached the merger stage or above be able to cultivate a kind of spiritual flame? How can there be a golden bone flame in this fire tripod?" Looking at the red light in his hand, Wang Hong recognized at a glance that the red light caught by the golden hand was actually a ball of golden bone flame, and looking at it, it seemed to be a ball of golden bone flame of the flame.

"In the Ten Thousand Spirits Mountain, it is really strange everywhere, a spiritual treasure fire tripod, there is a ball of golden bone flames, it is really unimaginable! Well, no, the golden bone flame is only possessed by ghost monks, is it ...... in this spirit tripod" Suddenly, Wang Hong muttered to himself as if he had thought of something frightening.

"It must be the case, the origin of this golden bone flame is not simple! But to be able to seal the spiritual fire of the golden bone flame, the Seven Saints of Ten Thousand Spirits back then were also supernatural powers!" The big golden hand firmly grasped the golden bone flame, Wang Hong regained his composure, and muttered to himself lightly.

"Hmph, since the Golden Bone Flame was obtained by me, this Golden Bone Flame is my chance, whether its owner is still there or not, this Golden Bone Flame is all mine, and it just so happens that my ghost path true body can completely refine this spiritual flame" thought of it, and before with the empty line of Yaksha and other evil things. At the time of the Great War. The tremendous power of the Golden Bone Flame that shot out from the Ghost Dao True Body. Wang Hong's heart was pounded.

Looking at the red mangs grasped by the big golden hand, after Wang Hong snorted coldly, he didn't have the slightest reason, and hurriedly cast the magic trick, and one after another the magic seals were released, and began to refine the golden bone flame that was grabbed by the big golden hand.

The Golden Bone Flame is a kind of spiritual flame unique to ghost path monks, and if a monk who has not cultivated the ghost path exercises, if he dares to refine the Golden Bone Flame. He would definitely be devoured by the Golden Bone Flame and die, but Wang Hong's Ghost Dao True Body was the supreme holy body that cultivated the Ghost Dao Technique, and refining the Golden Bone Flame was easy.

With one spirit after another, the magic seal shot out, and in less than half a day, Wang Hong refined the golden bone flame, refining the golden bone flame, Wang Hong immediately noticed that it was in his dantian. A golden flame the size of a thumb suddenly appeared. Absorbing the mana around him, "Zlazila" burned.

"That's the feeling! Refining this mass of golden bone inflame, it actually gives me a feeling that the primordial spirit and the physical body are completely integrated, it seems that there are still many mysteries in my ghost path true body that I don't know!" Feeling that his control over the golden bone inflames in the dantian is like a finger, Wang Hong was pleasantly surprised. After all, in the dangerous Wanling Mountain, there is an extra means to save your life, which will double your chances of survival.

After refining the golden bone flame, Wang Hong used the magic trick to temporarily ban the psychic fire spirit, and after putting it away, after checking around, after finding that there was nothing valuable, Wang Hong did not linger at all, and turned around and left, heading towards other palaces and spirit pavilions.

At the same time, in the Evil Suppression Palace, a huge palace, stood this huge stone pillar that was ninety-nine and a hundred zhang high, and the stone pillar was engraved with mysterious spirit runes, formation patterns, and prohibitions.

Ninety-nine stone pillars, arranged in turn, formed a circle with a diameter of 100 zhang, in the middle of the circle, there is an altar of more than ten zhang in size, and the altar is also engraved with various spiritual patterns, formation patterns, forbidden symbols, exuding a faint spiritual light.

"Who is it, who is it? It is so bold to refine my golden bones!" On the altar of more than ten zhang in size, only a thin girl dressed in white and with silver hair sat cross-legged on it, and the girl's silver hair was extremely long, hanging down to her waist, covering her face, making it impossible to see her appearance clearly.

Just when Wang Hong was refining the golden bone flame obtained from the psychic fire tripod, the silver-haired girl on the altar suddenly roared again and again, as if something important had been snatched away, but the silver-haired girl's roar was just thought, followed by a burst of metal roar.

As the roar of metal sounded, the silver-haired girl's body also twitched sharply, as if her body had been cried out in great pain, it was enough for a long time before the silver-haired girl's pain was relieved, and she gritted her teeth and said, "The hateful Seven Saints of All Souls, you actually treat this saint like this, you wait for this saint, and when the saint escapes, you will definitely be crushed to ashes, and you will never be able to live forever?" After the cold voice, the silver-haired girl looked up at the ninety-nine thick iron chains that filled the surrounding space, and then fell silent again.

Leaving the stone house hall, Wang Hong's luck was exhausted in one place in the Wucai Garden. Except for finding a few ordinary refining jade slips in an inconspicuous attic, no other things were found in other spirit pavilions and halls.

Wang Hong is not surprised by this. This time I came to such a dangerous place, and it was a great opportunity to have such a harvest. When Wang Hong finished searching the last building and returned to the stele tower of the Wucai Garden after half a day, he looked at the white light curtain, but he hesitated.

It was still early days, and he was entirely open to the opportunity to explore the rest of the place, but it seemed like he was taking some risks. Who knows if there are other monks who have searched somewhere else and will go somewhere else.

If there is no quantum, the people surnamed Yuan Dahan and others naturally don't matter, even the five ancient ghosts and the unclear scattered people, Wang Hong will not be afraid of anything. But if you encounter the first wave of monks to enter this mountain, it will be a big problem. It is estimated that there is a good chance that ** will do it to him immediately.

But if Wang Hong is allowed to stay here like this, he is a little unwilling. Wang Hong thought about it for a while, and laughed dumbly.

Even if he didn't leave here, if someone really finished searching for other places, wouldn't they take the initiative to find the Colorful Garden? Besides, according to his calculations, after such a long time, I am afraid that most of the places where the five ancient ghosts, the blue-faced big man and the others went to the Ten Thousand Souls Mountain would have collided with the first wave of monks, and even started to make a move.

If that's the case, it's better to search for a few more places when people don't have time to look around, or even fish in troubled waters. After all, in this small colorful garden, you can find ten thousand kinds of elixirs and psychic fire tripods, especially good things such as the Golden Bone Flame, and other places should also have some harvest.

Moreover, with his current cultivation strength of refining the Golden Bone Flame, even under the siege of the Spiritual Infant and the Ghost Infant Late Stage Cultivators, even if he can't win, he is still sure if he escapes.

Wang Hong weighed it in his heart. He no longer hesitated to take out the Soul Eater Blood Dagger. After the blood-colored aura of the Soul Eater Blood Dagger flickered, he easily broke through the light curtain in front of him. Head straight down the mountain. Almost at the same time. In a hall of the Ten Thousand Souls Mountain, a faint blue light flashed. The big-headed monster and the four mid-to-late stage ghost babies were surrounded by seven or eight red-haired and naked demons.

These demons are all blue-faced and fanged. Exhale yin qi from the mouth. Ten conductors moved. One after another, the black claws slashed their heads and covered their faces and grabbed the three of them. Trapped in the middle by a cloud of gray yin qi, the big-headed monsters and other people of the Tianyan Sect. Then use the defensive magic weapon to arrange several layers of light masks of different colors. No matter how violently the yin qi cracks. No matter how sharp the claws are, they can't shake the slightest bit.

But in contrast. The big-headed monster drove a mouthful of yellow flying swords and magic weapons such as black swords and white jade rulers urged by the rest of the monks. Although the light of ten thousand ways is also helpless, these evil ghosts can't help.

No matter how the flying sword slashes the demon in two. It's still a foot to hit the ghost head to the ground. The other evil spirits only need to aim the yin qi in their mouths at the same time. When slain, the demon immediately recovers to its original state. Again the dragon pounced on himself. All of them are like immortal bodies.

At this time, an old man of the Tianyan Sect rubbed his hands together, and then raised them, and a series of red fireballs submerged into the body of an evil ghost, directly blowing up the ghost to the ground. But as soon as the yin qi gathered nearby, the ghost immediately reappeared, and once again pounced viciously on the light mask.

"It's not okay for my junior brother to go down like this. After being nourished by the Yin Qi here for an unknown number of thousands of years, these evil ghosts had obviously cultivated to the realm of Yin Condensation, and ordinary spells and magic weapons could not kill them at all. Only the use of the Zhiyang Gong Treasure can be effective. The old man of the Tianyan Sect said anxiously.

"Well, if that were that simple. I did it a long time ago. These evil ghosts have not only cultivated into a yin condensation, but they are simply clones of the same ghost and evil thing. As long as you can't kill all the demons at the same time, they will immediately resurrect in the yin qi. I didn't use a thunderbolt, I just kept looking for it. The big-headed weirdo snorted coldly and replied angrily.

"Are they all doppelgangers?" the old man was taken aback.

"That's right, otherwise, even if we have cultivated the ghost things of Yin Spirit Condensation, we have slashed them so many times one after another, and we should have suffered a great loss of vitality. But you see how tired they were. It seems that this demonic creature intends to consume us alive before using it to clean up our waiting. The big-headed monster suddenly said calmly, and then pointed at the small yellow sword, and pierced another evil ghost in one fell swoop.

"I see, I don't know if the junior brother already has a way to deal with it?" Looking at the big-headed monster with a calm expression, the old man of the Tianyan Sect asked with a solemn expression, and at the same time, the magic weapon in his hand continued to urge, killing several demons that were about to attack in an instant......

"I've found the true nature of that demonic thing. At this moment, the big-headed monster suddenly said (to be continued...... u