Ning Zhuo's heart was filled with a sense of urgency.

Because he didn't know when the subsequent competitors would be caught and enter the lava fairy palace to be tested.

It is very likely that at the next moment, Meng Chong entered the palace, then passed the pass, entered the preparation room, and found Ning Zhuo's name.

"The other party has super immortal resources!"

"Is there any way to make my soul's foundation soar at least twice in a short period of time?"

Ning Zhuo frowned and opened several drawers

These drawers are filled with jade slips.

Each jade slip has simple annotations.

Ning Zhuo searched for a while, took out a jade slip from it and put it on his forehead.

He drew his divine thoughts from the sea of ​​divine in the upper dantian, explored into the jade slip, and read the information.

Since he started earning spirit stones, he began to collect information from the outside world. This good habit has lasted for more than ten years.

It was precisely because of this information that he had a better understanding of Huoshixian City. Otherwise, with his cultivation level in the Qi Refining Stage, how could he understand cultivators like Jindan and Yuanying?

Although a lot of information is superficial, it cannot withstand Ning Zhuo for more than ten years, constantly collecting, constantly comparing the development of the previous and subsequent events, and constantly pondering.

Ning Zhuo looked through multiple jade slips, and the main thing he was looking for was information about the soul.

Eleven years ago.

A demon cultivator named Hua Qianhun came outside Huoshixian City. She planted flowers in a valley near the city, causing the sea of ​​flowers to spread, all over the mountains and fields, creating rumors that strange flowers were born. Many people were attracted, entered the sea of ​​flowers, and their souls were drawn out, becoming flower fat. In the end, strange flowers were indeed born, called Soul Jinghua. Hua Qianhun immediately picked them away and quickly escaped.

Eight years ago.

A piece of news about the appearance of the seven-star lantern was widely spread in the cultivation world. Huoshi Xiancheng also learned about this.

The Seven-Star Lantern was made by Kong Riyue, a famous prime minister of Qingshan Kingdom. He wanted to go against the will of heaven and change his fate, so he made this lamp, intending to use the power of the star to replace part of his soul with the heavenly soul. In the end, because Dai Yan, the inner man in the overlord, was destroyed, and he failed.

The appearance of the seven-star lantern caused a stir in several countries at that time, triggering countless monks to compete for it, and almost triggering the Qingshan Kingdom and the overlord country to go to war.

Five years ago.

A golden elixir monk from the Holy Ape Sect traveled all over the world and came to Huoshixian City. During his settlement, he made a mistake in his practice and became possessed by the demons. His soul and spirit pets, angry fire and heart ape were integrated with each other. He caused considerable losses to Huoshixian City at that time. Several golden elixirs joined forces to kill him.

Four years ago.

A large number of ghost fires appeared in the cemetery at the foot of Huoshixian City, which led to a temporary trend of picking ghost fires.

Three years ago.

Seven hundred miles away from Huoshixian City, there is a dry mountain, and a yellow spring appears in the Dead Valley in the mountains, attracting many monks to compete for it.

Two years ago.

A nine-nine black dead cat was born near Huoshixian City. The city lord went to fight in person and fought for three days and three nights before expelling him.

The aftermath of the war deeply affected hundreds of miles of mountains and forests.

Many mountains are covered with death energy, and hundreds of ghosts are walking at night.

Huoshi Xiancheng was also affected. The city lord ordered a large number of monks to go out of the city continuously, clear the surroundings of the Xiancheng, and reorganize the mountains and rivers. The Nandou court allocated funds for relief and distributed a large amount of supplies, which rekindled the natural vitality of the surrounding world.

A year ago.

Sun Lie, a master of alchemy, came to Huoshixian City to visit friends. He was entrusted by the Zhou family to refine the Phoenix soul blood fragrance pills with the phoenix soul and essence. On the day the elixir was completed, the phoenix singed around the beams for three days, which was called a wonder in the city.

Eighteen pills were made, and twelve pills were delivered to the Zhou family. The remaining six caused fierce competition among the monks, causing one death and three injuries. The murderer Han Ming is still on the run...

"Phoenix Soul Blood Incense Pill." A glimmer of sperm flashed in Ning Zhuo's eyes.

He knew that this pill was as red as blood, with a fragrance that was refreshing the heart, and had a strong soul-nourishing and reviving effect.

Ning Zhuo took out the token and threw it out.

The token disintegrated in the air and quickly turned into a war armor.

Cang Tiehan Jia.

After the Immortal Palace Blast, Han Jia suffered heavy damage, especially on the back. The greater damage came from its inside. As a key mechanism accessories, only 10% of the foundation-building pill was left.

"There is no way, you have to act!"

Ning Zhuo drilled into the Cang Tie Han Jia, and he bent down and raised his crutches. After a wave of light and shadow, Han Jia's mask turned into an old man, with a vicissitudes of face, black and purple bags in his eyes, and deep wrinkles. He wore a tattered leather cloak, and his whip was broken up, disguised as his hair, and hung from his head to his feet.

The shrub is on the stage again.

Ning Zhu stood in the corner and opened the teleportation array.

The next moment, he entered the depths of the ground.

He walked out of the teleportation room and passed by the huge alchemy furnace used to burn corpses. His hunched figure gradually disappeared into the underground secret passage.

Huoshixian City, black market.

In the yard, a monk knelt on the ground.

His body trembled, his nose was blue and swollen, and his face was full of worry and fear. He begged for mercy: "Boss Sun, I will definitely pay back the money I owe. I will definitely pay it back! You have to believe me, I..."

puff.

The next moment, a knife flashed, and one of the kneeling monk's arm was removed directly.

"ah--!"

The kneeling monk was stunned for a moment, then howled, his voice tragically.

He covered his broken arm with his hand and fell to the ground, causing severe pain to roll around the ground.

The huge wound bleeded outward, and soon a pool of blood was formed.

Boss Sun laughed and admired the tragic situation in front of him.

He had short black hair, fleshy cheeks, and two red glows, which were very cute.

His eyes were big, with clear black and white. His skin was tender and smooth, his figure was short, and he looked like a three or four-year-old child.

This is all because he accidentally ate Dingyan Pill during his infancy and instead practiced a special exercise.

Boss Sun is a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and his full name is Sun Lingtong.

Sun Lingtong sneered disdainfully: "You still want to lie to me? I have been in charge of the black market for so long, and I rely on this pair of tricks. I think of people the most accurately. Can you deceive my spiritual eyes?"

He said, wiping the dagger.

The dagger is extremely sharp and flew between Sun Lingtong's extremely flexible wrists, like a butterfly dancing in the moonlight.

At this moment, a monk stepped forward respectfully, stood in Sun Lingtong's ear, and whispered in a low voice.

Sun Lingtong immediately restrained her smile and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

"You guys clean up, a distinguished guest has arrived." Sun Lingtong waved his hand, and immediately two burly body cultivators with fleshy faces trotted over.

One of them directly twisted the neck of the broken-armed monk and left with his body.

The other person casts spells to clean up the courtyard.

A moment later, the drooping guest was introduced to the courtyard.

Sun Lingtong opened her arms and walked towards the drooping man with a smile on her face: "Brother, what wind has blown you?"

The voice of the shrug was hoarse and his expression was indifferent: "Boss Sun, this time, I really have something to ask you."

"I want to attack Sun Lie."

Sun Lingtong's pupils shrank suddenly.
Chapter completed!