One thought is eternal

Twenty-two colored fires

This was the most intense life-and-death crisis in Bai Xiaochun’s life. He had no way to stop it, and he didn’t have the strength to struggle. Everything seemed to be a foregone conclusion after Tianzun made him merge with Du Lingfei.

It is destined that his life’s practice will eventually be transformed into a peerless Great Pill with Du Lingfei, under the formation like a pill furnace, that will allow Tianzun to transcend from now on.

Before this ending, Bai Xiaochun had never thought about it, even though the ancestor of the poor family had said meaningfully that sooner or later he would turn against Tianzun.

But Bai Xiaochun still naively thought that with Du Lingfei around, he and Tianzun had no deep hatred like the sea, and behind him was the mausoleum guard, and his disciple Bai Hao. Too many trump cards gave Bai Xiaochun a certain degree of confidence.

It’s just that all this is just a mirror image

His consciousness had already been blurred, but the difference was that the aura from Du Lingfei’s body made the two of them merge, and Bai Xiaochun’s mind became sober for a moment.

“Perhaps all of this is also calculated by the tomb guards,” Bai Xiaochun muttered, his consciousness blurred again.

Almost at the same time when Bai Xiaochun realized that the guardian of the mausoleum had made some kind of driving force in his life-and-death crisis, in the wilderness, deep in the ground of Kuihuang City, among the ruins of Xiasan City, sitting cross-legged on the incomplete tower The mausoleum guard there opened his cloudy eyes.

“Bai Xiaochun, I hope you don’t hate me. This is the mission of my existence and the mission of the Emperor of the Underworld.” When the tomb guard whispered bitterly, he slowly raised his head and looked at nothingness.

At the end of that barbaric emptiness, there is a big river invisible to outsiders. The river is pitch black and flows endlessly. Contrary to the vitality represented by Tongtianhai, this river represents death.

In the river, there are countless wronged souls. These souls roared while struggling, but they couldn’t leave the river, they could only go with the river and send them into reincarnation.

This river is named Styx.

At the end of this nothingness, the source of this river of Styx lies on the majestic river like sea water, there is a dark palace, this palace reveals the meaning of death, in the extremely cold, there is no light at all.

This is Hades

In the palace of the underworld, Bai Hao, the emperor of the underworld of this generation, sat there silently. He was wearing an imperial robe, and his whole body exuded a strong breath of death.

But his face did not have the usual majesty, but was full of anxiety. The intensity of this anxiety seemed to have affected the Palace of the Underworld and the River Styx, causing the surrounding rivers to emit the sound of big waves from time to time. .Bai Hao’s eyes were full of worry. He had seen with his own eyes the failure of Tianzun’s subordinates, the mausoleum guards.

Although Bai Hao doesn’t know everything about the purpose of the unkind Tianzun who came to take Bai Xiaochun away, he can still guess. He knows that the master at this moment must be in dire straits

He understands that in the whole world, the only person who can save Master now is himself

He is well aware of the weakness of the tomb guards, and he also knows that the current tomb guards will return to the ruins at any time, and are no longer as strong as before. He also understands that even if he is the emperor of the underworld, he is by no means an opponent

“Master” Bai Hao whispered in a low voice, and scenes of scenes emerged in his mind. Together with Master, all kinds of things in the wilderness kept appearing in front of his eyes.

That is his only relative, that is the person he is most grateful for in his life, that is the person that Bai Hao swore to protect with his life

That was also the happiest time of his life.

Gradually, the picture in his mind disappeared, and finally there was only a picture that was deeply imprinted in his soul and could not be erased in this lifetime.

In the picture, Bai Xiaochun turned his back to him, and said lightly, telling him that from now on, he will be accepted as a disciple

“Master” Bai Hao smiled this time. His smile was resolute, resolute, and even stronger.

He understands that there is only one way to save Master from Tongtian Island in front of Tianzun

That is to refine the twenty-two-color fire that breaks through the limits of this world

Before this, even though Bai Xiaochun was already a heavenly man, Bai Hao still did not stop deriving the formula of the twenty-two color fires. Until the end, he had realized that the limit of this world was Twenty-one colors of fire.

Unless there are special circumstances, it is impossible for twenty-two-color fire to appear, because after the twenty-two-color fire exceeds the limit of the world, all the multi-color fires under it can be regarded as ordinary fire, and the twenty-two-color fire , already a fairy fire

And once the twenty-two-color fire appears, it will immediately become the unparalleled strongest force in this world. The twenty-two-color fire can burn all existence in the world.

And this kind of fire is enough to fight against Tianzun, making it possible for Bai Hao to rescue Bai Xiaochun in front of Tianzun

I just want to refine fire of twenty-two colors. There are no souls in this world that can be used for refining fire. Even if all the souls in Styx are used to refine fire, it will eventually stop at twenty-one colors.

“There is only one way.” Bai Hao murmured with a serious expression on his face, the firmness in his eyes was extremely intense, extremely decisive

This method is to refer to the fire refining method of the Miao Lin’er family, use the soul of the Emperor of the Underworld as the main material, burn yourself, and refine your own soul to refine the unique twenty-two-color fire in this world

Only in this way can it be done

After all, he is the Emperor of the Underworld, a god-like existence in this world who controls the River Styx and reincarnation

“Master, I’m here to save you.” Bai Hao smiled, smiling, his tears flowed down, but his determination didn’t decrease at all.

Even with this method, the price to be paid is too high for him to bear, but he still has no regrets

Even if this method will make him Bai Hao be wiped out of all existence from now on, he still has no complaints

Because, that is his master, the moment he knelt down to Bai Xiaochun, he had already decided that his teacher was like heaven

His tears were not real. The moment they fell, they became part of the water of the Styx. Bai Hao took a deep breath, stood up slowly, raised his right hand suddenly, and swung it fiercely.

“Soul Comes”

Immediately, the endless grievances from outside the Nether Palace and in the Nether River roared from all directions. After penetrating through the Nether Palace, they surrounded Bai Hao and gradually formed a huge vortex.

While the vortex was rumbling, Bai Hao made a tactic with his left hand, and suddenly pointed at the center of his eyebrows. As the fingertips fell, his body suddenly seemed to be burning, and flames suddenly rose from his body.

this is one color fire

It didn’t end, as Bai Hao’s hands quickly made a formula, the sea of ​​souls around him spun faster, strands of souls flew out and merged into Bai Hao’s body, causing the flames on his body to continuously increase at an astonishing speed.

Two-color fire, three-color fire, four-color fire

In just a few breaths, the sea of ​​fire on Bai Hao’s body became more and more majestic, and his color had already become sixteen colors

still going on

If there is one person in this world who can keep pace with Bai Xiaochun in refining fire, or even slightly surpass him, then this person can only be Bai Xiaochun’s disciple, Bai Hao, the contemporary emperor of the underworld.

In the roar, Bai Hao’s body burned more and more. In the surrounding soul sea, countless souls came frantically, until the flames on Bai Hao’s body became seventeen, eighteen or even nineteen colors.

not end yet

The determination in Bai Hao’s eyes became more and more determined. With a wave of his hands, all the souls around him were shaken at this moment. reverberate.

twenty colors

twenty one colors

Until this moment, Bai Hao raised his head, facing nothingness, and uttered his most powerful roar

In this roar, hisThe sudden burning of the soul, with the help of this burning power, with the help of his own soul of the Underworld Emperor, with the Styx River as the root and the soul as the base, Bai Hao’s eyes were also filled with flames, and his body was filled with flames.

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The twenty-one colors of fire burning on the body at this moment gradually have one more color

It is the twenty-two color fire

At the moment when the twenty-two colored fires appeared, the whole wild world didn’t seem to change much, as if everything was normal, but all the monks fighting on the battlefield trembled for no reason, as if there was something they couldn’t see, but The breath that makes the soul tremble suddenly descends in this world

Whether it is a Nascent Soul, a celestial being, or even a demigod, at this moment, all minds are shaken, and they inhale in amazement.

Not only wild, but also all the creatures on Tongtian Continent, whether they are monks or ferocious beasts, even vegetation or mortals, all of them are like this, and in the sky of the whole world, there is a large and unprecedented coverage. World Web

Faintly, at this moment, all the existences in the entire world seemed to be in their ears, hearing the whispers that came from nothingness and echoed in the world under this unimaginable coercion

“Master, I will save you”