Chapter 118

Qin Huan carefully scanned every corner of the cave and found no trace of the girl. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he thought it was an illusion.

"Is it because of the dead spirit that the fire of death beats every time? The dead spirit can absorb the fire of death?" Qin Huan suppressed his inner shock and swept around. Although he could not see the girl, Qin Huan was sure that the girl must still be in the cave.

"Sir, come out," Qin Huan said in a deep voice.

The cave was silent and no one answered.

Qin Huan frowned and ran the immortal formula of heaven. The fire of death burned again. When the fire filled the whole cave, he didn't see the girl.

be gone?

Qin Huan stared at the place where the girl was sitting and frowned.

"Every time the fire of death jumped, it was the girl who did it? That is to say, the girl followed herself after talking about the place of death? But is the girl a dead spirit? But if it is a dead spirit, why hasn't he attacked?" Qin Huan was lost in thought.

According to ancient books, the spirit of death breeds with the spirit of death and shapes the body with the spirit of death. This is similar to the spirit of fire, but it is more difficult and demanding than the spirit of fire. It is an extremely Yin thing between heaven and earth. Once it is allowed to grow, it will achieve extraordinary achievements in the future.

"I should have thought too much. The conditions for the refining of the dead spirit are extremely harsh. It takes extremely strong dead spirit to breed. Generally speaking, only the ancient battlefield could have such strong dead spirit. Was this place of death a battlefield in the past?"

"Did the Jain ancestors deliberately move the place of death to the seventh floor of the refining tower in order to breed the dead?"

"But if not, how to explain the place of death? The refining tower was refined by the ancestors of Jain canthus. He had no reason to set up a place of death on the seventh floor of the refining tower. Moreover, he left the blood of Jain canthus on the seventh floor and let his descendants run in and die?"

"Wait."

"Is this place of death related to the great devil suppressed by the thirteen ancestors of Jain? Or is this place of death taken from the great devil by the ancestors of Jain? And the great devil may be a dead slave?"

"But why did the Jain ancestor move the place of death to the seventh floor of the refining tower? And he also restricted the cultivation of those who entered?" Qin Huan said to himself. After thinking for a long time, he had no clue. He looked at the place where the girl sat, pressed down his mind, ran the immortal formula of heaven again, and tried to break through the third realm of Tiancui.

Qin Huan was on the verge of breaking through, but his cultivation was interrupted by the sense of crisis.

Moreover, Qin Huan also wanted to see if the girl would come again. Since the girl didn't attack herself, Qin Huan didn't need to be too careful. If he could collect a dead soul, it would be a good fortune.

The dead spirit is a very Yin thing. If you can collect it, it will become a great help for you in the future. Moreover, it is possible to understand the legendary way of death with the help of the dead spirit!

Qin Huan didn't have the natural blood of Jain thirteen and Tong Yunfei, nor did he have the support of powerful forces. All he could rely on was his knowledge. If the girl was really a dead soul, Qin Huan would use all means for himself.

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Entering Tiancui's second realm into Tiancui's third realm was actually turning blood beads into blood pills. Qin Huan was originally the peak of Tiancui's second realm. It was easy to enter Tiancui's third realm.

In less than ten days, Qin Huan successfully entered Tiancui's third territory.

However, Qin Huan did not stop running the immortal formula of heaven. While he was running, he carefully felt whether the girl was still there, because his divine knowledge could not be used, Qin Huan could not feel it. He hesitated for a long time and simply narrowed his eyes.

This time, the girl came again, and the girl was still absorbing the fire of death.

It seemed that Qin Huan didn't notice that he opened his eyes and the girl closed her eyes to absorb. Qin Yu breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the girl carefully.

In terms of appearance, the girl is no different from ordinary girls except that she exudes a cold smell and pale skin. Her long hair is waist high and her facial features are particularly exquisite. If her blood color is better, she will only look like a porcelain doll carved with powder and jade.

"It should be the dead, and I don't know what secret is there in this place of death, but it can breed the dead." Qin Huan was secretly surprised. The girl obviously had a mind, and her body was filled with cold smell and could absorb the fire of death. These three points were enough to determine that she was the dead.

Immediately, Qin Huan controlled a small part of the fire of death to gather in the palm of his right hand, slowly raised his hand and handed the fire of death to the girl.

The girl opened her eyes fiercely, and the colorful pupils burst into a fascinating light. At this moment, Qin Huan was overwhelmed by the whole world.

What a terrible power, what a terrible ghost!!

"I have no malice." Qin Yuqiang pressed the boiling blood in his heart, tried to control his tone and said softly.

The girl's strange eyes stared at Qin Huan coldly, and her eyes slowly moved to the palm of Qin Huan's hand.

In an instant, Qin Huan felt a cold feeling pouring into his body from the palm of his hand. With the disappearance of the fire of death, the girl disappeared.

Qin Yu was relieved when he was sure that the girl had disappeared. The momentum of the dead was so terrible. When she looked at it, Qin Huan only felt that the world was about to collapse. It was hard to believe that the dead had such a terrible power.

"No, her strength must be extraordinary by this smell alone. Why didn't she kill herself and take away the fire of death?" Qin Huan suddenly thought of this question. It is reasonable that the dead spirit is cruel, bloodthirsty and violent. If she wants the fire of death, she should directly rob it, but why didn't she?

Qin Huan didn't think he was lucky. Everything must have cause and effect. There must be a reason.

"Is it the power of thunder?" Qin Yu fiercely thought of the seed of Nirvana and looked at the seed of Nirvana turned into thunder in the Dantian. Qin Huan fell into meditation.

"It should be so. The dead spirit is a very Yin thing in the world, and thunder and even Yang things, but the dead spirit has not grown up, so he is still afraid of thunder!!" Qin Huan was relieved after he was sure. Fortunately, he has the power of thunder, otherwise he would really die in the hands of the dead spirit.

Qin Huan was relieved when he thought of this.

Immediately, Qin Huan continued to play the immortal formula of heaven, waiting for the dead to appear again.

About ten days later, the spirit of death appeared again, took away Qin Huan's trace of death and disappeared.

Qin Huan intended to let the dead take away the fire of death several times, and the dead disappeared every time he got it.

This time, when the dead spirit came, Qin Huan controlled part of the fire of death and handed it to the dead spirit.

The dead spirit snatched it directly, threw it into his mouth and devoured the fire of death. It seemed to understand that Qin Huan would not hurt her. The dead spirit didn't leave this time, but sat in front of Qin Huan and looked pitifully at Qin Huan's palm.

Qin Huan ignored the poor appearance of the dead and said slowly, "what's your name?"

The girl turned a deaf ear and stared at Qin Huan's palm. It seemed that she was impatient. The girl bared her teeth at Qin Huan. Because of her childishness, she was not terrible, but cute.

"Don't you have a name? How about calling you Xiaoling later?" Qin Huan said slowly, holding back his heart.

The girl raised her head and her colorful eyes were blurred.

"Remember, your name is Xiao Ling," Qin Huan continued, his face flushed and he felt like he was tricking the children.

The girl's colorful eyes became more and more blurred. It seemed that she didn't understand. After half a ring, the girl disappeared again.

Qin Yu breathed a sigh of relief as soon as the girl left. The last time the girl broke out, Qin Huan was terrified. It seemed that the whole world was about to collapse, which made Qin Huan smack his tongue. Generally speaking, although the death spirit was strong, it was not so terrible, let alone that the girl should have been pregnant for a long time.

"Is it possible that Jain ancestors suppressed the devil for this place of death? Or for this dead spirit?" Qin Huan thought about that power.

Qin Huan was shocked by the thought#####