"Isn't your method just to use soul fire to destroy this medicine refining furnace?" Ling Yi said with a smile.

"Yes!" Zhao Qingling nodded with a sweet smile and said: "Although this medicine refining furnace is a relic from the era of gods and demons ten thousand years ago, it can't withstand the high temperature of soul fire. Brother Ling Yi, you can't stand it either."

You should know that the inside of the alchemy furnace has been specially treated, so it will not melt due to the burning of soul fire, but the outside is just a layer of dark iron, which is easily destroyed by soul fire. Soul fire can destroy everything. Let’s give it a try.

Maybe it will work!"

"That's right!"

Ling'er's idea is very correct, and Ling Yi also agrees very much. This huge medicine refining furnace has survived from the era of gods and demons. It may be much more precious than some of today's medicine refining furnaces, just to get the furnace.

Ling Yi had no choice but to give up the magic he had learned. Otherwise, taking it as his own might be of great benefit to his alchemy skills.

This idea just flashed through his mind quickly. Ling Yi smiled slightly and came to the medicine furnace. He stretched out his hand and touched the furnace wall. He only felt that it was bone-chilling and cold. The chill came from the furnace wall and he couldn't help but shiver.

Shivered

As soon as his mind moved, a tiny wisp of soul fire flame emerged from the tip of Ling Yi's right index finger, and then slowly expanded, extending to all sides, covering the entire medicine refining furnace.

Ling Yi took two or three steps back and watched the changes. At this time, the alchemy furnace seemed to be covered by a fire net. The purple flames were beating continuously, exuding a blazing temperature.

Gradually, the black and shiny black iron wall of the medicine refining furnace began to turn red, and as the flames jumped, the furnace wall gradually softened a little, until finally, a muffled sound of "bang" suddenly sounded, a width of about

A hole the size of a fist appeared on the furnace wall

Ling Yi stretched out his hand to grab it, and the soul fire covering the furnace wall was immediately retracted into his palm, and then gradually extinguished. He then walked to the furnace wall in three steps and two steps at a time, looking at the fist-sized hole.

look inside

A stench suddenly drifted into his nose from the medicine refining furnace, giving him a sudden feeling of vomiting and diarrhea. He immediately waved his hand and used a blowing palm to eliminate the stench in the furnace immediately.

disperse

Approaching the cave entrance again, a white skeleton appeared in front of Ling Yi. Since the entrance of the cave was relatively low, Ling Yi could clearly see the skeleton sitting on his knees in the furnace, with a black sharp knife inserted into his chest and ribs.

The sword, both arms were hanging down, but the head was raised high. The overall appearance remained as it was in life, with no bones falling off.

"The owner of this corpse seems to be imprisoned here." Zhao Qingling behind him stared at the bones and said thoughtfully.

"Maybe it's because of the scroll in his hand!" Ling Yi nodded slightly, his eyes falling on the bone of the hand. A shining golden scroll was still tightly held by him.

Stretching a hand from the entrance of the cave, Ling Yi took out the scroll. Before he could take a closer look, the bones that had been kneeling for nearly ten thousand years collapsed instantly and shattered into a pile of dead ashes.

Ling Yi closed his eyes and let out a long sigh. Someone who could create such a huge medicine refining furnace must be a supreme master, and the owner of this scroll who could be trapped here is also a not weak existence. It is a pity that history

The long river has flown by, and now it's all gone.

"Open it and take a look?" Zhao Qingling hugged Ling Yi's arm and said with a smile.

Ling Yi smiled slightly and slowly opened the scroll. A scroll that had never been opened in ten thousand years finally revealed its contents in front of Ling Yi.

The golden light of the scroll flashed, and then a line of blood-red writing came into view: "In the age of gods and demons, one thousand five hundred and sixty-seven, I searched for the tower of the forbidden land in Zhongzhou. It took me five years. With the blessing of God, I finally found something. Unexpectedly, I met the enemy.

, the battle continued for three days and three nights, and I fell into the enemy's trick on the ninth floor of the forbidden tower, and was trapped in the furnace for thirty years..."

Ling Yi and Zhao Qingling looked at each other and continued to look down: "The murder done by the enemy is actually the overbearing soul-catching slash in my hand. I refused to obey and struggled for a long time. I was helplessly trapped in the furnace and suffered from the enemy's soul all the time.

Under the scorching heat of the fire, I finally realized that I am incomparable, so I left behind the work that I have devoted my whole life to, and I hope that those who are destined to do so in the future will read it in person!..."

This somewhat obscure passage writes down all the things that happened to the owner of the scroll, and then there is no more text description, just blank spaces.

Ling Yi sighed for the owner of the scroll and expressed a little regret, but immediately his heart became hot again. This person could call it the work of all his heart and soul. If this skill called Overbearing Soul-Taking Slash was fully unleashed,

, what kind of power will it have?

Nowadays, Ling Yi's mental power has skyrocketed. Although he has the two mental powers of Wan Mie Sha and Tian Zhong Xuan Luo Bo, the power he exerts is not satisfactory to Ling Yi. Facing opponents of the same level or lower level, it is not bad.

Yes, but facing a strong person who is much higher than him, it seems a little stretched. Now that he has obtained the Domineering Soul-Destroying Slash, this is especially important for Ling Yi.

However, even though he had the scroll in his hand, he didn't know where to start, which made Ling Yi miserable. Looking at the scroll in his hand, which was mostly blank, Ling Yi suddenly had a bitter look on his face.

"Why is it blank?" Zhao Qingling asked curiously, taking the scroll from Ling Yi's hand and looking through it over and over again, but found nothing strange.

"Forget it, ask your dad when you get out of the tower, maybe he knows!" Ling Yi smiled bitterly, took back the scroll, and then looked at the violent mental power gossamers in all directions.

The mental power around them was still very violent, hitting the two of them again and again. If it weren't for the mental barrier protecting them, the two of them would have been hit by the mental power coming from all directions.

Glancing at the abundant mental power gossamer, Ling Yi pulled Zhao Qingling to sit down and said with a smile: "Without the constraints of the Forbidden Tower, we must quickly absorb the mental power, but don't be greedy for too much!"

Sticking out her bright red tongue, Zhao Qingling shook her head and said, "I won't be as impulsive as before!"

"Impulse is the devil, but I really like that you are so impulsive for me!" Ling Yi gently scratched Zhao Qingling's face and said with a smile.

"I don't want it!" He gave Ling Yi a charming look, "If you like me, just hang up like this!"

With a smile, Ling Yi closed his eyes, his mind expanded, and a trace of mental power quietly came out of his mind, pulling the violent mental power in the air and slowly absorbing it.

Seeing Ling Yi begin to absorb spiritual power, Zhao Qingling stared at Ling Yi intoxicated, then closed her pretty eyes slightly, and began to absorb it slowly.

The spiritual power on the ninth level is much richer and richer than that on the eighth level. The two of them sat cross-legged, facing each other, and the spiritual power in the air seemed to be poured into two whirlpools.

Generally, large serpentine pillars begin to form

"Huhu!" The mental power surged towards the two of them. In the empty space, only the two people were left, forgetting everything and absorbing the mental power.

The two ancient jade pieces were still suspended above Ling Yi's head, but Ling Yi was not in a hurry to take them off. If the repulsive force of the Forbidden Tower reappeared after the ancient jade was taken back, wouldn't it be a loss that outweighs the gain?

Outside the Tower of the Forbidden Land, Zhao Kun clasped his hands behind his back and looked nervously at the towering tower. It had been a day since he entered the tower, and the sun had already set on the west mountain, but there was still no movement in the Tower of the Forbidden Land.

Some elders of the Qianling Sect behind them were also looking anxiously at the Tower of the Forbidden Land. At this time, the Tower of the Forbidden Land was still dark, and they had no idea what was going on inside.

"Elder Han, use the shadow transformation technique!" After a battle between heaven and man, Zhao Kun suddenly raised his head and said loudly

"Yes..." A green-haired old man hurriedly came behind Zhao Kun, clasping his fists in response. Immediately, purple and red rays of light suddenly burst out from his pupils, shooting towards the Tower of the Forbidden Land.

"Wow!"

Just like a huge scroll being opened quickly, there was a "wow" sound, and the two rays of light hit the Forbidden Tower, and the moss-covered surface of the Forbidden Tower began to flicker with a halo.

The halo gradually dissipated, and then, a blurry light curtain appeared in front of the Forbidden Tower. Through this light curtain, everyone could clearly see that white light spots began to flash on some floors of the Forbidden Tower.

A white light spot seemed to correspond to a person. There were no light spots flickering on the first and second floors, but there were fifteen light spots on the third floor, proving that fifteen disciples only stayed on the third floor. , his eyes moved upward again, and the number of light spots gradually became less and less. When he finally moved to the sixth floor, only three light spots were left flickering, Zhao Kun withdrew his eyes with some disappointment.

"This time, no one has broken through to the sixth level! Can't Ling'er do the same?" Zhao Kun thought with disappointment.

At this moment, the old man known as Elder Han shouted urgently: "Master, look, the ninth floor! There is someone on the ninth floor!"

"What!" There was a buzz in Zhao Kun's head, and he immediately looked up at the ninth floor. Through the blurry light curtain, there were indeed two light spots flashing on the ninth floor!

"Who could it be? He actually entered the ninth floor!" Zhao Kun looked at the two light spots on the ninth floor in disbelief. Then, joy surged onto his face, and his excitement actually made his face turn red. Get up, that kind of excitement cannot be expressed in words

Zhao Kun's excitement and shock also attracted some other Qianling Sect elders behind him. When their eyes were fixed on the two flashing light spots on the ninth floor, their whole people seemed to be petrified and as stiff as a stone. Move to the ninth floor! How strong a person's mental power can be to enter! If they ask themselves, they can't guarantee that they can enter the ninth floor!

After getting excited, Zhao Kun also realized this problem. Although the disciples of the Qianling Sect who entered the Forbidden Tower were excellent, none of them could enter the ninth floor. Even Zhao Qingling could only stay on the ninth floor for so long. If they can stay away, which two people will enter the ninth floor?
Chapter completed!