Chapter 1,36

Lin Dong fell on a stone platform, then sat down cross-legged, his head slightly raised, and he could see the falling black waterfall above. In the waterfall, the black flames were beating, seemingly majestic, but there was no loud sound of water splashes. That look looked a little weird.

"Senior Moro, let's start." Lin Dong took a deep breath, looked at Moro, and said in a deep voice.

When Moro heard this, he looked at Aokiji, nodded slightly, and then his palm was poked out, and he suddenly held it down at Black Chi.

boom!

As Moro grasped the palm of his hand, the extremely silent Dead Flame Spirit Pool finally trembled violently, and then the black pool water with black flames surged up layer by layer. Looking at him, you could vaguely see that there seemed to be an extremely huge black formation rotating in the depths.

"Lin Dong, if you can't bear it, then make a sound. I'll rescue you, but don't be too forced. Every death breath here is comparable to the full-strength attack of a powerful man in the Death Xuan Realm!" Moro looked at the rolling black pool and shouted in a deep voice.

Lin Dong's eyes condensed on the black pool, and his palms were slowly clasped. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, Senior Moro, I've been able to survive the 100,000 thunders of the Thunder Ancestor Talisman, let alone this Dead Flame Spirit Pool?!"

"I'm not afraid of courage, so let's see when you can hold on?"

"Be careful, it's coming!"

Hearing Morona's low voice, Lin Dong's muscles suddenly became tense. Then, he saw the pool water wrapped in the Dead Flame Spirit Pool, surging layer by layer, and then turned into a huge black flame dragon.

roar!

The black flame dragon roared to the sky, and the majestic and pure waves of death were filled with an extremely amazing destructive power.

"Swish!"

The Black Flame Dragon did not give Lin Dong any reaction time. Once it condensed, it suddenly roared out, bringing out the long black flame tail, and swept through the air at an astonishing speed. Within a few short breaths, it quickly expanded in Lin Dong's pupils, and then hit his body hard.

Bang!

The low impact sound spread, and Lin Dong's body trembled, and then his face turned into a sudden twist. He clearly felt an extremely surging and pure dead aura. He rushed into his body in a very violent posture, harshly rinsing through the muscles, meridians, bones, internal organs, etc. in his body...

Under this erosion, Lin Dong's skin was gradually becoming darker, and the strong dead aura made him look like a zombie.

Lin Dong could sense that under the erosion of the dead air, the internal organs in his body were faintly showing signs of gradual depletion. Death air is a powerful force with extremely strong destructive power. Once you are not careful, you may be hurt by your body.

However, in this situation, Lin Dong obviously could not make it develop. He immediately moved his mind and the Qingtian Dragon Transformation Art started to operate quickly, and the dazzling green light surged out from every corner of his body.

Hissing!

The green light wrapped around Lin Dong's body, and under the protection of the Qingtian Dragon Transformation Art, Lin Dong's meridians, bones, internal organs, etc. also began to move, and then absorbed the extremely pure dead energy greedily.

Death energy is like a sharp double-edged sword. As long as you know how to control it, it will become an extremely powerful weapon!

At the edge of the Death Flame Spirit Pool, Moro and the other two were watching Lin Dong tightly wrapped in the thick dead air. After a moment, they all saw a little blue light flashing, and then the blue light became more and more intense. Later, it expanded like a huge mouth, and directly swallowed all the thick dead air in.

"Come again!" Lin Dong's eyes suddenly opened, and a green light surged in his pupils.

boom!

As soon as his shout fell, the black waves in the Dead Flame Spirit Pool surged again, and a wave of black flame dragons that were more violent than before condensed, and then rushed towards Lin Dong fiercely.

The strong dead aura wrapped around Lin Dong's body, and the green light surged, and the two forces were constantly tug-of-war. In the tug-of-war, a little bit of pure dead aura began to completely penetrate and merge into Lin Dong's body.

"Tsk, this kid's Qingtian Dragon Transformation Art has been practicing to a very skillful level." Moro looked at the extremely tenacious green light wrapped in the dead energy, and couldn't help but smile and said.

Aokiji also smiled and nodded, with a look of appreciation in his eyes. Although he passed the Qingtian Dragon Transformation Art to Lin Dong, many of the practices were completed by the latter alone, and the help he gave was quite limited.

"But from my point of view, even though he practiced the Qingtian Dragon Transformation Art quite well, he should only be able to hold on to about forty strokes, with the limit being forty-seven." Moro rubbed his chin and said.

"Oh?" Aokiji raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled, "In this way, isn't it less than Xinlian?"

"The death energy of the Death Flame Spirit Pool is stronger than that of the other. After forty paths, each of them doubled. Even Xinlian took some protective measures at the beginning and ended forty-nine paths. But after forty-nine paths, she was completely unconscious. Later, she recovered for two months before she gradually recovered." Moro said.

"Lin Dong is actually very good to be comparable to Xinlian."

Aokiji smiled, and then he suddenly asked, "Forty-nine are the limits of this Dead Flame Spirit Pool?"

Moro was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "The limit is fifty... But no one has ever persevered. Of course, this is on the premise that the Dead Flame Spirit Pool is effective for the entrant."

The Dead Flame Spirit Pool is generally the most effective for people who have just entered the Dead Xuan Realm shortly after they have entered the Dead Xuan Realm. As their strength increases, the effect here will become smaller and smaller. Therefore, in the Flame Temple, people who have their strength exceeding this limit will not be allowed to enter the Dead Flame Spirit Pool and consume the pure dead energy in it in vain.

"Maybe you will open your eyes today." Aokiji smiled.

"Are you so confident in your Qingtian Dragon Transformation Art?" Moro said with a curl of the corner of his mouth.

"It's not that you have confidence in the Qingtian Dragon Transformation Art, but that you have confidence in Lin Dong."

"Hope, I want to see if this kid can break the record of Heart Lotus."

"Then wait and see."

Tang Xinlian, who was standing beside her, listened to the conversation between the two, pursed her red lips slightly, and looked at the thin figure sitting cross-legged on the stone platform and being washed away by death. There was a little curiosity and expectation deep in her eyes. She also wanted to see. Will this young man who seems ordinary but has repeatedly created miracles in the ordinary be shocking again?

......

Rumble!

As time goes by, the Dead Flame Spirit Pool no longer has the silence at its earliest moment. The pool water surging, and black flame dragons gathered together, and then carried the increasingly terrifying death aura and washed hard on the figure on the stone platform.

However, facing the crazy erosion of death, the figure wrapped in green light in the stone Taichung gradually became as stable as a rock, and the green light seemed weak, but it never completely overturned.

"It's forty...it's just amazing now." Moro said lightly.

As soon as Moro's voice fell, the Dead Flame Spirit Pool suddenly surged wildly, and a black flame dragon that was several times larger than before. It slowly rose up. There was a dark red color gathering in the black dragon's eyes, like a pair of blood pupils, which was creepy.

"It's indeed much more powerful." A trace of surprise flashed through Aokiji's eyes and nodded slightly.

roar!

The huge black flame dragon roared to the sky, and the next moment, it rolled out with a surging death aura. Finally, it hit Lin Dong's body fiercely.

At the moment of the collision, Lin Dong's entire face was twisted together, and the skin on the surface of his body quickly showed a grayish look, but soon, a low roar came from his throat, and a green light surged. He protected his body tightly.

The two rays of light were intertwined, but no one could gain the upper hand.

"Bang!"

Lin Dong's eyes suddenly turned sharp. He grabbed the black flame dragon head tightly, and then the green light surged. He grabbed the black flame dragon with a strong dead aura. He quickly poured into his body along his palm.

"Come again!"

Lin Dong's palm trembled slightly, but his eyes became more and more burning and stubborn.

"roar!"

As if in response to his shout, the Death Flame Spirit Pool continued to roll, and the more violent black flame dragon gathered, and continued to wash away wildly towards Lin Dong.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

A low voice echoed on the empty pool. Moro looked at Lin Dong, who was constantly trembling under the collision of black flame dragons, but never fell down, and his eyes gradually became solemn.

"The forty-seventh way."

Tang Xinlian whispered softly, her voice was a little trembling. After experiencing this kind of scene, she naturally knew how painful it would be to endure in it. But when she experienced the 47th path, she was already at the limit. If it weren't for the preparation in advance, she would have been defeated here long ago.

"Crash!"

The entire pool was completely turbulent at this time. Two huge black vortexes actually formed at the same time and then rushed out directly, like two black dragons tearing apart the extremely majestic death energy. In an extremely shocking posture, they crossed and hit Lin Dong's body hard.

The surging black dead aura swept through the collision like waves. Even if a strong man who has achieved great success in the Death Xuan Realm is hit, he will have to worry about his life.

Moro and the other two looked at the strongest part of the death aura. After a while, the death aura gradually faded, and a violent coughing figure appeared in their sight.

At this time, Lin Dong's body was gray and black viscous body adhered to his skin, which were all transformed by an extremely pure dead energy.

cough.

Lin Dong coughed violently, and blood spit out of his mouth, which turned out to be dark black, and he was obviously suffering a lot of damage.

"This kid is indeed a bit powerful."

Moro breathed a sigh of relief. Although Lin Dong looked a bit miserable in his current condition, it was hard to imagine that he actually resisted the erosion of forty-nine dead auras.

"That's it."

Moro waved his sleeves and wanted to close the Death Flame Spirit Pool. On the contrary, just as his voice fell, the young figure on the stone platform stretched out his arm with a little difficulty, and then a hoarse voice came out under Tang Xinlian's slightly discolored gaze.
Chapter completed!