now.

Bai Wujiu's body was densely packed with countless soul fires, and at least there were a hundred ways.

However, this was not the existence that shocked him.

What really made him unable to walk, his mind was shocked, and even felt subversive...

All of the soul fires in front of him were in line with the way he was pursuing!

Every soul fire is more or less connected to the spiritual food.

The "Five Flavors Tempering Flame" of jade has the effect of harmonizing the five flavors...

The blue-green "Drunk Immortal Jade Flame" has the effect of removing fishy and muttony...

The brown-red ‘Floating Life Roasted Heart Flame’ has the rare ability to rejuvenate food...

After just a few scents of soul fires, Bai Wujiu could roar with certainty that every soul fire here is what he wants!

With so many soul fires, he believed that it would allow him to induce and refine the soul fire that truly fits his own practice.

At least, it can also reach the level of Daoyan Tribulation Fire!

He has full confidence in the path he loves!

And all this...is not given by the land of trial, nor is it a coincidence.

Thinking of Lu Feng's previous voice transmission, Bai Wujiu was moved.

‘The reason why he made trouble so late to leave is to collect these baskets of similar soul fire for himself?’

‘This is filtering all the heavenly soul fires in so many lotus platform spaces?’

‘Deliberately screened out this part? What kind of magical power is this?’

Thinking of this.

Bai Wujiu was filled with shock.

After being shocked, his expression suddenly became solemn.

"Brother Lu, Mr. Bai owe you a favor!"

The voice is extremely firm.

Although they are just chance meeting each other, a gentleman talks about his actions and hearts, no matter how rumors spread from the outside world, and how famous Lu Feng is, Bai Wujiu only believes what he sees.

Lu Feng is worth a visit!

On the other side.

Compared to Bai Wujiu's "full of money", the soul masters who subsequently broke into other lotus platforms couldn't help but complain, how could they be described as desolate?

The space they were in was no longer full of heavenly soul fires arranged in walls, only a few sparse and dozens of soul fires were floating around.

This move was not because Lu Feng deliberately held back, but because the formation was spontaneously recovering the trial scene.

These more than ten soul fires were all those that Lu Feng had sensed before.

Before this, all the Heavenly Dao Soul Fire in the lotus space on the field, accompanied by Lu Feng's control of the formation layout, was all extradited and transferred to the crystal ball space by him, and further sensed it, turning into a part of the countless small dots on his life soul.

It was also because of this that he activated the formation to help the monks who had no grudges to pass this trial, just for the remaining heavenly soul fires in the lotus space where they were located.

As of the moment when he finally succeeded in passing the level, Lu Feng didn't know how many true meanings of the soul fire of heaven.

I'm afraid there are not tens of thousands, and there are eight thousand, and the souls are almost covered with various dots and lines, just like a piece of soul fire armor sewn.

I thought that such a feat would have been so shocking after he finally passed the trial. The light emitted by the central crystal ball could blind everyone's eyes.

But unexpectedly, it was the most basic and ordinary dark orange light.

This made Lu Feng very ashamed. He was secretly annoyed because of his cultivation level. Although there were many true meanings of soul fire that could sense, in fact, there was no such thing as he could really control.

The reason why I was able to successfully pass the level was because of the light of this body of soul fire armor?

If he was not passively surrendering, but actively controlling this body of soul fire, then is the final appearance of the crystal ball the black light contained under the orange light?

In my impression, among the many soul fires at the chaotic true fire level recorded in history, there is indeed a gray-black color.

Thinking that after accumulating his foundation, he might be able to understand the heavenly soul fire at the level of Chaos True Fire in the future, Lu Feng felt a surprise flashed in his heart for no reason.

But when I thought about the battle with Junzishuo, I couldn't help but feel a little worried.

The latter was able to break through this third level of space, which undoubtedly successfully understood and refined the soul fire of heaven that fits itself, even more than one.

If you want to deal with it, it will be difficult.

What's more, Luo Qingqiu is still in the hands of the other party.

Before this game started, he was in an extremely unfavorable situation and his chances of winning were slim.

But I have to go!

At this point, he is no longer afraid of life and death, but only wants no regrets.

...

Lu Feng came to the fourth floor of the Soul Burning Holy Fire Tower, and was alert to the battle with Jun Zishuo, but after he arrived, he found that there was not even a figure in the space on this floor.

This surprised him very much.

‘Why are you jumping again?’

‘This is not the fourth floor? It is the fifth floor or higher floor space?’

Lu Feng secretly suspected that he had seen a group of monks successfully pass the trial before, and it was said that he should be able to meet this now.

Or is the trial space here like the lotus platform below? They are all separated independently? The space areas faced by each monk are different? Is it impossible to see other people's existence just now?

Lu Feng looked around. The white environment was even simpler than when he was on the third floor before. There was only a dark pointed monument standing not far away.

Lu Feng approached the black pointed monument with no choice and saw characters engraved on it.

The traces revealed by these characters are very different. Some are elegant, some are rough, some are deep and some are shallow, as if they were not made by one person.

The characters used in some characters are even quite different from those in the present world, and they are much more complicated. I don’t know which era the monks left it.

Lu Feng walked around the steeplechase and saw that there were at least 1,800 large and small handwritings on the four sides of the steeplechase, and the general contents displayed in the handwriting were very similar, basically they were titles such as names or soul names, plus a number.

At first glance, it looks like a record panel for passing grades of a certain type of trial.

However, the difference between these numbers is too big. The numbers next to the names at the bottom are only thirty or forty, while those on the top of the stele are thousands.

Just as he was thinking, Lu Feng suddenly noticed something strange coming from the bottom of the stele.

When I looked closely, I saw that three correct words were gradually emerging in the area beneath the stele.

Jun—Zi—Shuo!

Lu Feng's pupils suddenly shrank, and he never expected that he would see such familiar three words in this situation.

This scene also made him vaguely sure that this place should indeed be divided into separate spaces for each person and coexist with each other.

Other people who have successfully entered this place, including Junzishuo, should be in such a space like him.

Looking at the words "Thirty-two" that gradually manifested behind the three words "Junzishuo", Lu Feng frowned.

Compared with the entire square monument, this number is considered small. He had seen many names following four digits after the scanner, and even one person's name has reached five digits.

It is precisely because of the existence of these terrible numbers that Lu Feng is unwilling to think about what it represents.

But as far as Jun Zishuo's thirty-two words seems to be, it is probably very likely that the cultivators who come here can understand and control the amount of soul fire.

With Jun Zishuo's current continuous devouring and absorbing the terrifying soul strength obtained by the strong, it seems that it is not impossible to control the thirty-two soul fires.

After all, his strength was obtained by Xie You, a powerful man in the Heavenly Soul Realm, who was a powerful man in the Soul Realm, and this sacrifice was not guaranteed to contain Xie You's understanding of the Heavenly Dao Soul Fire throughout his life.

Later, he relied on the Evil Yuansha Heart Repentance to refine so many cultivators from the Soul Control Clan, and he might not be able to sense some of his understanding of soul fire from those soul powers.

Lu Feng slowly pasted his hand towards the Fang Monument with doubts.

The moment he contacted, a warm feeling suddenly came, which made him feel indescribable to his palm.

Closely, a stream of obscure suction came from the square monument.

Before Lu Feng could react, he felt that the power of his soul suddenly became active. The countless small soul fire dots and dozens of silk threads formed by the Daoyan Tribulation Fire that were attached to his body seemed to have come alive and wandered on the surface of his soul.

Then, he penetrated the gravitational force from his palm and penetrated into the monument.

Lu Feng looked at this scene in horror. There was not much pain like spiritual energy being pulled away and blood being retried. Instead, the soul of the life is inexplicably relieved as these points and lines leave.

Just as I was wondering what was the reason for all this.

Lu Feng suddenly felt a daze in front of him. For a moment, the square stele in his sight seemed to have a ghost.

Then a familiar aura came.

It made him tense up for an instant, full of vigilance.

Carefully turn your body and look away from the words on the monument.

The moment I passed the square stele, what I saw was not the empty scene behind the square stele, but the same person looked like he looked.

It seemed that he could sense his existence.
To be continued...