Everything continues.

Lin Haoming still constantly consumes the power of the Nirvana Fire every day.

It is rumored that the fire of Nirvana can purify everything in the world. Lin Haoming really wants to know how powerful the fire of Nirvana is, but even Mo Wu dares to try it, and Lin Haoming can only sigh.

The flames became weaker and weaker with Lin Haoming's efforts. Lin Haoming gradually discovered that there were upper spiritual patterns under this altar.

The reason why those Nirvana fires have always existed here should have a lot to do with these upper spiritual patterns. It is just that Lin Haoming has to comprehend these upper spiritual patterns for hundreds of years. It is estimated that they cannot be able to do it. After all, the upper spiritual patterns in front of him are more complicated than what he had learned before, and the mystery of each upper spiritual pattern can almost be regarded as a magic circle. Therefore, although Lin Haoming has something to do, he is still far from being proficient.

About another month later, Lin Haoming had already felt that the flames in front of him were getting weaker and weaker. If he had tried his best, he might be able to completely clear it in the next moment. However, if he had cleared it, some spiritual patterns on the ground might be broken, and in this way, he might lose some opportunities.

So in the last few days, Lin Haoming tried hard to remember all the spiritual patterns and engrave them firmly in his mind for later understanding.

After he had completely remembered it, Lin Haoming made his final efforts to completely extinguish the so-called fire of Nirvana.

And things were as Lin Haoming expected. The moment the flame completely disappeared, the original upper spiritual patterns on the ground immediately burst. Although the explosion seemed to be very small, the upper spiritual patterns were actually destroyed. Even Lin Haoming, who remembered these upper spiritual patterns, would not be able to repair them in less than a few decades.

However, at the same time as this moment came, Mo Wu was extremely excited. Obviously, the moment she had been looking forward to was finally coming.

Of course, at the same moment, Lin Haoming also raised his vigilance to the highest level, because now, he is useless to Mo Wu. It is a very dangerous thing for a person who has no value to understand his secrets, even if he has an agreement with her, even a contract.

Lin Haoming believed that Mo Wu and the other two demon cultivators would have signed a contract, but he still violated it.

While Mo Wu was excited, she also found that Lin Haoming, who was solemn at this moment, had a little more sarcastic smile on her face and said, "Do you need to worry so much? Don't worry, I said that if I don't touch you, I will naturally not cause trouble for you. Of course, as long as you don't tell me my secret, you can do it. In this place, your thunder means should be able to be used to the extreme. I can't hide it."

Mo Wu's words did comfort Lin Haoming a little. After all, I really have to do something to destroy the bridge, and Mo Wu doesn't need to waste these lips and tongues at this time.

After she said this, Lin Haoming hid aside. He took a pill and slowly restored his magic power.

Mo Wu stood on the altar excitedly, and seemed to have ignored Lin Haoming's actions at this moment.

The altar is located at one end of this cave. The altar is square, with a statue of a holy beast in each direction, and there is something similar to a small disc above the statue. It seems to be incompatible with these statues, but there are spiritual patterns on the small disc, so Lin Haoming dared not underestimate it.

At this time, Mo Wu stood directly in front of the Qinglong Statue, took out a crystal bead from her arms, and stuffed it directly into the mouth of the Qinglong Statue.

Lin Haoming didn't know what the crystal pearl was, but after it was stuffed into the mouth of the Qinglong statue, the statue immediately trembled slightly, and his body also emitted a light blue light.

Seeing this scene, Mo Wu seemed extremely excited. Without saying a word, she immediately stretched out her index finger with her right hand and stroked her thumb's nail. She immediately cut a small mouth with her index finger. Drops of blood fell into the disc above the head of the Qinglong Holy Beast statue along her white and pink fingertips.

When the first drop of blood dripped in, the disc above the head immediately emitted a blood-red light, and at the same time the upper spiritual patterns on the disc were also stimulated, and the entire disc made a "buzzing" sound.

As blood kept dripping into the disc, the disc was gradually covered with blood. At this time, several spiritual patterns appeared with scarlet colors. The flying discs first flew around Mo Wu for a few circles, and then they all disappeared into the statues of the Green Dragon Holy Beast. Suddenly, the statues that were originally blue all over suddenly had a few more pieces of blood red, and they all looked weird.

At this time, Lin Haoming also held his breath and looked up with the sheriff. He subconsciously felt that things seemed to have reached an extremely critical step.

Sure enough, at this moment, Mo Wu suddenly opened her mouth, and a ball of blood spurted out of her mouth and sank directly into the disc. Then countless runes poured out of the disc and quickly gathered towards the Qinglong. The entire statue turned bloody in a very short time.

When the blood completely covered the original green color, the blood suddenly seemed to be completely absorbed by the green statue and disappeared in an instant. Then a phantom of a blue dragon appeared on the statue, but the phantom was very small. From a distance, the blue dragon looked more like a small green snake.

"Who are you, why do you disturb my rest?" Although the phantom looked a little inconspicuous, it seemed that he was the true spirit of the Qinglong in the upper realm. At this time, he spoke directly and asked a questioning voice, full of the majesty of the superior.

After hearing this, Mo Wu's face was surprised and subconsciously knelt down and replied: "The younger generation is the descendant of the lower realm. It is only due to the battle between the ancient interfaces in this world that the heaven and earth have changed drastically and the passage from the upper realm is cut off. Therefore, we have to pray for our ancestors and give us guidance."

"I feel the thick blood on your body, which makes you feel a little aggrieved when you are buried in the lower realm. However, I can only make a projection on the interface you are in, and it cannot help you directly. But you don't have to worry too much. I feel that the statue that guides me to project has a drop of true dragon blood contained in it. If you refine it, it should not be difficult to advance into the gods, but what will happen in the future depends on your chance."

"What? If so, wouldn't I destroy the statue after obtaining the true dragon blood? Wouldn't I never be able to contact my ancestors again?" Mo Wu became a little worried after hearing this.

"Haha, it's because you're lucky to contact me. I'm just ready to fall asleep and haven't fallen asleep yet. After I'm completely asleep, you can't wake me up with such a thing." The phantom explained in a stern tone.
Chapter completed!