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Looking up, there are three floors and one hundred and eight red steps leading directly to the palace door.

Climb the stairs and come to the door.

He looked at the huge portal that was three feet high and about one foot wide in front of him.

The image of the Eight Wild Fire Dragons is engraved on the heavy wooden door. Although the lines are simple, it is extremely vivid.

No rash touching.

Although the restrictions on the wooden door were not too strong in his opinion, it was still troublesome if he wanted to enter without alerting the guards.

Xu Rui didn't plan to delay too long, so it was most suitable to use the Kongming Sacred Tree.

With a thought in his heart, a space channel as thick as a thumb appeared in mid-air.

The space compressed and flew in.

After passing through the Forbidden Law, what you see is a broad palace.

This hall is five feet high and is circular in shape. There is no decoration around, giving it a wild and primitive atmosphere.

The entire hall was shrouded in a rich red aura.

The source of that aura is the crimson light cluster on the top of the temple.

This light group was the size of a water tank, its interior was as red as fire, and the flame energy was extremely rich.

After looking twice, Xu Rui lowered his head and looked at the ground.

Rough lines extended on the solid ground, forming eight strange and ugly patterns.

Seeing him, Xu Rui instantly thought of the abstract gods carved on rocks by human ancestors in the ancient times of ignorance.

Wild and ancient.

"Huh?"

Xu Rui looked carefully at the god closest to him.

There is no hair on the top of her head, but there are slightly curved horns like sheep's horns.

The face and eyebrows are similar to those of a human being, the eyes are gloomy and empty, and the ferocious mouth is full of fangs.

The carver even carved a few tiny holes next to the fangs, like dripping blood, adding a bit of ferocity and ferocity.

The body of this deity is different from that of humans.

There are four arms on the torso as strong as a tiger and a leopard.

Holding a knife in one hand and a shield in the other; of the remaining two hands, one tightly grasped a painfully twisted human body, which seemed to be screaming to the sky; while the other hand gently held something up, silently

The dripping blood is actually the human heart.

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The originally clumsy and desolate carvings became intense when they arrived here, flying down from the torso and merging into the lower body of the vicious god, turning into blazing flames.

The red light shone brightly, and there seemed to be a hint of a sinister smile on the corner of the god's mouth, as if he was about to burst out of the earth and be resurrected!

When Xu Rui finished looking at the entire statue, all the lines shone brightly and turned into spiritual patterns.

He was very familiar with this spiritual pattern.

"The Eight Evil Mysterious Fire Array."

This spirit pattern is the same as the 'Eight Ominous Mysterious Fire Formation' he learned from the Mysterious Fire Mirror.

The Eight Evils are gossip.

This four-armed demon corresponds to the 'Li' position.

Xu Rui could clearly sense that this formation was continuously sucking in the surrounding spiritual energy and converting it into flame spiritual energy.

Thousands of years of accumulation have made the flame aura here so rich and frightening.

Go through the formation and walk to the center.

Here is a red stone well, one foot in diameter and three feet above the ground.

A crystal clear crystal stone covers the top of the stone well.

Look down.

About three feet away, the rolling magma was rolling and surging like a furious wave, and the golden-red flames were blooming with the power of melting gold and iron.

"This place is really suitable for cultivating 'fire mulberry'."

Something moved in my heart.

As far as the eye can see, above the rolling fire, a space passage quickly takes shape.

Soon, a large olive-shaped seed the size of a washbasin flew out.

From the sharp head of the seed, a small tree grows out, which is as thick as a finger, three feet tall, with four branches and nine leaves.

It is the mulberry spirit seed.

However, Huosang has grown up a lot after thirteen years of gestation compared to when he first got it from Tian Buyi.

As it grows, its ability to absorb flame aura also increases exponentially.

The moment he appeared here.

The ground fire in the stone well dimmed down visibly to the naked eye.

The flame energy accumulated in the Xuanhuo Altar for more than a thousand years is rapidly passing away.

The growth of fire mulberry seeds is also much faster.

Four feet, seven feet, one foot, three feet!

The olive-shaped seeds gradually disappeared, replaced by fluffy and dense root systems.

By the time the mulberry fire exceeded ten feet, the magma under the stone well had completely cooled.

The fireball directly above the main hall suddenly rushed down.

It transformed into a phantom of a strange beast that was shaped like a lion, several feet tall, and its whole body was burning with billowing fire.

"Roar…!"

The huge roar shook the entire stone palace.

Soon it slowly dissipated.

Xu Rui saw it and smiled with satisfaction.

Something moved in my heart.

A space passage was formed, and the Huosang Spiritual Root flew into it and disappeared.

At this moment, a ray of light flew down from above.

An old man wearing a gray robe, with gray hair, cold breath and an angry look appeared on the ground.

Looking at the extinguished fire well, he simply opened the crystal lid with a few seals and jumped in.

Xu Rui smiled calmly and looked up.

Where the fire ball was originally located, an upward passage appeared.

With one step, he passed through to the second floor in an instant.

In the altar on the second floor, except for the round hole that came up, which had a faint red light, the surroundings were pitch black.

But deep in the darkness, there is something shimmering.

Xu Rui looked over, and a stone platform as high as half a man appeared in front of him.

The stone platform is cylindrical, and the entire stone is completely different from the surrounding red rocks. While exuding a cool feeling, the shimmering light emitted from the stone pillars keeps changing colors.

Sometimes reddish, sometimes pale purple, sometimes goose yellow, sometimes green, it's really beautiful.

On the surface of the stone platform, there is a circular indentation with three characters engraved next to it.

Xuanhuo Jian!

Obviously, as long as he puts the Xuanhuo Jian on it, he can open the third level.

However, although he had the Xuanhuo Jian, he was unwilling to take the trouble.

Xu Rui looked up and saw a stone slab about three feet long appearing in front of him.

As soon as he took a step, his body was like a wisp of smoke, passing directly through the stone slab.

After arriving at the third floor of the Xuanhuo Altar, the surrounding temperature plummeted.

The biting cold replaced the previous heat.

The entire third layer is covered by thick ice.

Not far to Xu Rui's left hand side is a throne made of ice lotus.
To be continued...