Chapter 860 Xuantian Great Witch

It is too difficult for the physical body to forcefully enter thousands of feet of mud. Even in today's state, it is still the same. The most important thing is to reverse time through the corona.

On the one hand, the failure of catching the moon in a well is due to the interference of gray fog. Another bigger reason may be that the distance is too far, and the technique of catching the moon in a well cannot directly have an effect.

Based on the above, if there is a way to form a channel in the mud that runs thousands of feet and connects it with the space where the inner skull is, then start fishing for the moon in the well again.

Xu Qing's eyes revealed that if this method can be successful, then for him, his own risk will be reduced while also increasing the chance of success.

This passage does not need to be too big, a crack or even a small hole will do.

Xu Qing lowered his head to look at the mud at the bottom of the mountain, and one method after another came to mind. The method and the taro mud itself revolted and there was gray fog. So these methods that emerged were analyzed by him and then abandoned, until Xu Qing finally made a decision in his heart.

He took out an object with a wave of his hand. It was a brown flame, which was something like a divine fire formed after Xiaoying devoured the restricted area and everything else.

This fire is terrifying and intolerable, so when it appears in the outside world, it will cause thunder to fall, and in order to extinguish it, the heavenly swords within these nine centimeters are also repulsed, so its appearance does not cause thunder, but the gray surrounding it The fog was churning coldly, as if it had been stimulated.

Countless whispers gathered together again, forming a roar that spread in all directions. At the same time, the mist rolled towards Xu Qing, roaring towards Xu Qing, as if they were incompatible with each other.

Xu Qing's eyes narrowed, and he stirred the bronze incense burner to accelerate consumption, emit more fireworks, and block the violent fog around him.

Xu Qing thoughtfully looked down at the mud again and then at the flames. There were only three such flames, one was used on Ji Dongzi, and now there are two left to try.

Xu Qing did not hesitate to wave the brown flame and dropped it on the mud on the ground. The moment it touched, the mud melted as quietly as snowflakes meeting hot water, visible to the naked eye.

The flames fell down into the dust very smoothly, and the silt continued to melt wherever it passed. At the same time, the gray mist surrounding Xu Qing's Yin Ring and the gray mist floating in the silt were immediately attracted to merge into the silt from all directions and go straight to the flames. And go.

The momentary touch illuminated it and melted it like extinguishing a fire. However, the flames were astonishing. Even though there were signs of being extinguished, there was no change in the speed of its sinking.

All the mud that touched it along the way melted rapidly, one hundred feet, three hundred feet, five hundred feet, seven hundred feet, and more mist gushes out. This process repeats itself over and over again, and the repulsive force emitted from the mud also expands extremely, and even It surpassed the time when Xu Qing and Ji Dongzi sank before.

As a result, the brown flame became darker and darker, but the intelligence contained in it still supported him through thousands of feet.

However, as the place it penetrated was also healing rapidly, it became smaller and smaller. Finally, the flames passed through the mud layer and reached the cave where Xiaoying had sent the picture before.

The moment it appeared, the gray mist and cold explosion contained in the cave rolled in quickly, waving endlessly, one after another.

The black flame was extinguished instantly and dissipated. As it dissipated, he sank all the way down, and in the melting mud, everything healed instantly.

Xu Qing looked solemn when watching this scene. During this period, he thought about taking out the last flame, and also thought about opening the prison in the well, but it was not safe after all, and there were very few opportunities, so he finally chose to wait and see.

Treat this time as a test, and now the answer is available. One flame is not enough. But it lacks follow-up, so it is difficult to persist for too long before it will be extinguished by the gray fog.

In addition, it is difficult to continue to exist in the melted mud. Now after repairs, the moon fishing in the well can be carried out one at a time in a short period of time.

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After a moment, he took a look at the mud, and he had an answer in his mind as to how the mud made it heal slowly after it melted, and the power of the corona fixed it.

Xu Qing observed this matter, and after experiencing time reversal under the mud, he was certain that it could be achieved.

So now there is only one last question left, how to make the fire burn more and more vigorously? Xu Qing raised his head and looked at the incense burner, and took out a piece of Red Mother's flesh and blood with a wave of his hand. The Red Mother's flesh and blood could provide combustion for the incense burner and theoretically could also bless the brown flames.

Thinking of this, I took a deep breath and learned from it.

This is also his last hope. Once he fails, Xu Qing has no other choice but to try once and explode all the flesh and blood of the Red Mother to see if he can break out of the Jiuli Forbidden City.

So under his full attention, the flames and the flesh and blood of the red mother came together. The moment they came into contact, Xu Qing was also prepared for an accident.

But luck seemed to have finally favored him this time after a series of reverses. The sizzling sound echoed the moment the Red Mother's flesh and blood collided with the flames. The Red Mother's flesh and blood actually showed signs of burning and melting.

The brown flame did not extinguish, but the signs of the red mother's flesh and blood slowly melted under the continuous burning. Finally, a drop of golden oil-like liquid flowed out from the red mother's flesh and blood, crystal clear.

The moment it appeared, it exuded a strong aura of the gods, and even more waves spread outward, causing the surroundings to churn again. Xu Qing was about to take away this drop of golden liquid.

But after thinking about it, he chose to continue to control the brown flame man. Soon, the melted golden liquid fell down after continuous accumulation and dripped on the muddy ground.

The next moment, the silt melted just as quickly as the fire before, causing the drop of golden liquid to sink downwards.

Seeing this, Xu Qing was shocked. Although there were some deviations from his plan, the direction was consistent.

So he didn't hesitate at all and used all his strength to control the flames to burn quickly. The drops of golden liquid reached hundreds of sheets, shrouded in gray mist.

Just when it is about to dissipate and the small hole running through it is about to heal,

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After the golden liquid received help, it emitted a stronger divine aura and melted to form again, directly reaching a depth of seven hundred feet. Then

The moment the hollow hole appeared, Xu Qing pointed fiercely with his left hand, and the sundial suddenly appeared behind him, and it exploded for thousands of miles, spreading along the hole, causing the healing of this passage to stop.

With this time, Xu Qing's eyes revealed his crazy cultivation level, and Shenzang exploded one after another.

Ripples appeared all around, and everything became a mystery of the well water. It was through this hollow hole that connected the cave thousands of feet below, and everything inside was reflected on the water.

Although this time it was still not particularly clear, it was much better than before. At least the skull closest to the hole was truly reflected in Xu Qing's eyes.

It's just that Xu Qing's behavior was still floating and shaking the tree in essence, so he opened the channel through some methods. The corona freeze was also blessing as it continued, but it was still unstable after all.

At this moment, cracks appeared in the corona, and the gray fog in the cave rushed in like a sea.

At the critical moment when the passage was about to be completely submerged, Xu Qing raised his right hand to symbolize the skull reflected in the water in front of him and hugged it hard. Blood spurted out immediately. There were more cracks in the corona, the gray fog became thicker, and the passage was about to close.

Xu Qing's eyes were filled with blood, he gritted his teeth, and fished again at any cost. This time, his whole body roared, and tear wounds instantly appeared on his body, and blood spread out from his body. His whole body seemed to collapse, and he let out a low roar. .

Finally, with his trembling right hand, he fished out a puddle of water from the water surface, with a skull stuck in the water purifier.

Xu Qing's sundial could not hold up and had to disperse, and countless mist rushed into each channel. No matter how golden liquid fell, it could not prevent the instant healing.

Xu Qing spurted out blood again. He was seriously injured all over his body, and even his vision was blurred, but he was excited inside and looked down at his broken right hand.

At this sight, Xu Qing's expression changed. The skull reflected in the water on his right hand was blurring rapidly and would soon dissipate.

He couldn't truly retain it, and he couldn't let it be recognized.

Xu Qing was anxious at the critical moment. Seeing that the scene of skulls in the water was about to disappear completely, his eyes showed madness and he opened his mouth. In a fit of anger, he swallowed the water in his palm and the reflection inside it into his mouth, and at the same time activated his purple crystal. .

The moment he entered, Xu Qing's body roared, and a self-destructive force caused uncontrollable pain in his chest. Purple light shone and covered his whole body, and the power of the seal rose up.

At the same time, a vicissitudes of voice echoed in Xu Qing's mind with reluctance and bitterness through endless whispers.

My shaman father, Zi Li, is ashamed of my Xuantian shaman clan.