Jing Mo brought not many people this time, so he still needs to stay here for some time and wait until the Immortal Sect comes to take over before he can return.

If so many monks were present, they would be unable to stop the people of the Nine Ding Immortal Sect.

But more than a dozen nine-turn masters sat around, and their vitality was surging around them, and waves of sharp power overwhelming the audience. All the elders and core disciples of the Sword Pavilion were beaten up in one fell swoop, and tens of thousands of Sword Sect cultivators had no heads, and they could no longer have the intention of resisting and were waiting for disposal.

Jing Mo had already left the stage and took a few disciples of Dingzun Temple to escort several elders of Jiange to the precept room of Lingtian Sword Sect.

Looking at the rows of torture instruments next to him, the elder of Jiange who was in charge of the precepts looked gray. How many of these things were designed by himself, so he naturally knew how terrible it was. Now he was going to use them on his head?

Jing Mo looked at him coldly, picked up a thick punch and barbs, the elder's pupils shrank, and his forehead was sweating.

This chrysanthemum stick is his proud work. For monks, it brings not only physical pain but more mental damage...

Half an hour later, Jing Mo walked out with a bad look on his face. Outside the room, Xiang Yang and the Wu brothers were sitting there chatting.

"Brother Xiang, that old ghost has indeed run into the lost fire cave, and it should be within the fourth floor. That place is definitely not something we can do... Logically speaking, he naturally can't stay..."

Xiang Yang stood up to meet him, but he was a little suspicious when he heard this: "He is not stupid either. He can bring his disciples in, so he will naturally rely on something, right?"

Jing Mo nodded and said, "Well, I think there is a ghost in it, but the news is correct. However, it is too dangerous under the third floor of the Lost Fire Cave. I can only go back and report to my master to see if he can take action. However, in my opinion, even if my master can only go deep into the fourth floor at most, and it is still not enough to catch the strength after going in."

Xiang Yangqi said: "Master Jing, what are the risks under the third level of this lost fire cave? Is it impossible for even the real person realm to resist?"

"The first three floors of the lost fire cave are pretty good. As long as you know the route and avoid desperate situations, the Nine Turns Realm should be able to come and go freely. But when you reach the fourth floor, it is different. There is almost no safe place in the entire space there, and it can be said that there is danger everywhere."

Jing Mo said with a wry smile that this lost fire cave also has an entrance near the fallen leaf plain. Although it is a desperate situation, there are various opportunities in it. There are even many fire-type treasures. The Immortal Gate has explored it many times, so naturally I know it very well.

"The most important thing is that the environment there is too bad. I wonder if you have ever heard of the world-destroying and purifying fire?"

Xiang Yang's eyes lit up: "Destroying the world and purifying fire? Is it the kind of spiritual fire that is said to be burning in all things in the world? But the so-called burning in all things is also an exaggeration? All things in this world are mutually reborn and restrained, so how can there be such a powerful thing?"

Jing Mo praised: "That's right, Brother Xiang is indeed a big news! This name is known occasionally by our sect. Then I don't need to introduce it more. You should also know the terribleness of this kind of spiritual fire. Even if the legend is a little exaggerated, it is also a flame that claims to burn the essence of heaven and earth... Therefore, under the fourth level, even the real person in the Nine Tribulation Period cannot command the vitality, and can only rely on his own cultivation to resist."

Xiang Yang became more and more curious: "No, it's known as a lost fire cave, there is always a fire-type vitality?"

Jing Mo explained: "It is said that the world-destroying and pure fire in the Lost Fire Cave has given birth to spiritual intelligence. Even if it is a master of Nine Tribulation, can you still compete with this kind of natural creature for fire-type vitality? You must know that thousands of years ago, a fire-type true king fell in this Lost Fire Cave. That powerful man is famous throughout the Northern Shenzhou. He is not only the cultivation level of the True Lord, but also the formation master... Since then, the fourth level of the Lost Fire Cave has become a desperate situation. It is said that even the True Emperor dares to enter without any chance."

"The True Lord of Fire? The Formation Master..." Hearing this, Xiang Yang suddenly remembered the master who arranged the formation below the Chu clan's ancestral residence. It was almost the same time. It was very likely to think about the requirement to untie the Jade Bi ban.

Spiritual fire is not available everywhere, this lost fire cave is so close to Pancheng...

But what if the True Lord cannot enter? If you have the source fire in your body, are you still afraid of just destroying the world and purifying the fire?

Originally, there was the entire Lingtian Sword Sect behind him, and he really had no choice but to use the old ghost Wuye, but now he has become a dog of a family and is going to that kind of place. What if he is lucky enough to survive?

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Jing Mo thought he was a little disappointed, so he comforted a few empty words such as "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years" and "I will die if I do unrighteous things." Xiang Yang nodded and sighed in surprise, and said nothing.

That night, a little black shadow quietly emerged from behind Lingtian Peak, and after a moment it disappeared into the vast night.

On the fourth floor of the lost fire cave, there were bursts of blazing fireballs in the air rolling endlessly, making rumbling sounds, and from time to time, they would spew out flames. The temperature of the flames was extremely high, and the flame tongue had turned blue, burning the air and twisting it.

On the ground, there was a red rock that looked faintly shiny, as if it had been burned red by flames, but the rock was not melted.

Between the rocks, there were deep marks, like a black spider web, covering the huge space.

In a corner deep in the fourth floor, there was a fiery red rock pit. Several figures were sitting motionlessly around them. Between them, a gray stone ball of several fists was absorbing the red mist that emerged from the bottom of the rock pit, and then passed it to them in a few traces.

The four men and one woman were all naked without a strand. Every time they took a breath, a trace of red marks appeared on their skin, and the marks were spreading from their chests toward the surroundings.

After a long time, one of the young men's expressions suddenly changed, his lips tilted, as if he was about to call something, but a light blue flame spewed out of his mouth, and his whole person instantly turned into a pile of ashes.

Among the ashes, a Sumeru ring fell from the air, making a snap sound, and burst directly. The things in the ring were scattered all over the ground. As long as they were touched by the blue flame, they would soon turn into nothing...

The remaining few were unmoved at all and were still sucking and spitting endlessly. The one in the middle was the supreme elder of the Lingtian Sword Sect. Wu Ye, now half of his body was covered with red marks.

There was no day or night in this fourth floor space. I don’t know how long it had passed, and another young monk was turned into ashes by the flames ignited in his body. Among the remaining three, Wuye woke up first...

After a long time, the other man and woman finally survived. When they opened their eyes, they found that two brothers were missing, and they were all in a state of palpitations.
Chapter completed!