Situ Mu turned his head around, and the fire behind him suddenly skyrocketed. Situ Mu's shirt was actually burning.
He shouted and tried to extinguish the fire.
But the fire was already out of control, but in an instant, Situ Mu's whole body was ignited.
"Come on! Come on fire!"
Situ Mu fell to the ground and rolled around.
Not far away, a piece of mud flew up and pointed at his mouth, blocking him to death.
Situ Mu only felt pain in the body, and the fire was already all over her body, no matter how she rolled it was useless.
Gradually, Situ Mu's breathing became weaker and weaker.
In the end, his skin was burned alive by Nirvana reincarnation and turned into a coke.
Situ Mu's eyes were so wide that he didn't believe it. He would die in this mountain in such an unknown way.
Ye Lingyue stood aside, watching with cold eyes.
"Nirvana was tempered, and it was really powerful."
Seeing that Situ Mu swallowed his last breath, Ye Lingyue stepped forward and signaled that the imp could close his hand.
The imp is really a ruthless character. Nirvana is back in his hands, and it is really a weapon.
"This guy smells bad and looks nasty."
The devil grinned.
Even if there is no ghost power, there is still a way to deal with this kind of underworld character.
"It's strange. Situ Mu's cultivation behavior is much worse than the last time he met."
Ye Lingyue confirmed that Situ Mu was dead, and then looked at his body.
Situ Muhao is also the master of the Heavenly Demon Palace. It stands to reason that his cultivation practice must be at least as close as that of blood delay, not to mention that he also got the mentality and practice of Jiu Ming burning Tian Ju.
"The spear in this man's hand is a bit weird. This is a sacrificial object. It looks like a hapless ghost caught in the witch king's tricks."
The little devil looked at the ritual in Situ Mu's hands.
"Sacrifice?"
Ye Lingyue was a little curious when she heard the term.
She raised her hand, and a small coffin suddenly appeared in her hand.
As soon as the little coffin saw the witchcraft, the lid of the coffin was wide open, and a "chirping" sound was made.
Seeing this, Ye Lingyue couldn't help but smile.
Xiaoming Coffin has been appreciating the Lord for some time, and she knows a little about the temper of Xiaoming Coffin.
Knowing the meaning of Xiaoming's coffin, he was disgusting with the witchware that was also a sacrifice.
Ye Lingyue also felt the thoughts of Xiaoming Coffin.
"This is not a real sacrifice, at best it can only be regarded as a broken sacrifice, the skill of the refiner, but not as clever as the gang of the dark collar."
Ye Lingyue picked up the broken spear.
Only when picking up the spear, Ye Lingyue discovered that there was still a faint consciousness in it.
Ye Lingyue also knew that it must be the consciousness left by the witchcraft refiner. She didn't say much, throwing that spear out of Jiuzhou Ding.
But after a while, the consciousness above was refined.
The Xiaoming coffin is a sacrificial vessel in the true sense. Under the command of the master, it can continue to devour the sacrifice and turn it into the master's cultivation practice.
But this spear is just the opposite. It seems to make the holder's cultivation stronger, but in fact, it is constantly devouring its vitality.
Situ Mu, the idiot, obviously didn't realize it.
He thought that after practicing the exercises and mental methods of Nine Life and Burning Heavenly Tactics, his cultivation practice was greatly increased, but after entering Wangwu Mountain, his strength was restrained and contained.
He did not know that his vitality was constantly swallowed by this spear.
Even if Ye Lingyue did not appear, Situ Mu could not live for half a month in Wangwu Mountain.
"This incomplete ritual should be the handwriting of the Witch King. I heard Lao Xintou say that the Witch King's origin is mysterious, and he will refine this kind of ritual, and lure outside masters into Wang Wushan to die.
The little devil stared at the evil spear of the evil gate, wondering.
"Witch king will refine the sacrifice?"
When Ye Lingyue heard it, he couldn't help paying more attention.
The sacrificial objects are not objects of the ninety-nine places.
Before the appearance of the nether coffin in the ninety-nine places, there had never been any saying of sacrifices in the ninety-nine places.
Ye Lingyue suspected that the sacrificial vessel only existed in 33 days.
If it is said that the Witch King can make sacrifices, even if it is only a broken half sacrifice, its identity is very suspicious.
"Unfortunately, I didn't have time to interrogate Situ Mu."
Ye Lingyue looked at Situ Mu, who was dead, and regretted it.
"Blame me."
The imp blamed himself.
It's just a short-lived picture, trying to rank Nirvana reincarnation, but did not expect to disrupt Ye Lingyue's plan.
"Don't blame you, even if Situ Mu fell into my hands, I'm afraid I won't get much information about the Witch King."
Situ Mu was arrogant and arrogant. Although he joined the Witch Throne somehow, it was obvious that it was impossible for such a character to hear too much about the Witch King.
Compared with Situ Mulai, Ye Lingyue was more worried about Xi Jiuye.
The purpose of Xi Jiuye's entry into the mountain was suspicious, and in such a short time, he went online with the Witch King. Ye Lingyue did not know what Xi Jiuye's intention was.
"Boss, maybe I can help."
The little Wuya on the side was eager to try.
"No, it's too dangerous, but here is Wang Wushan."
Ye Lingyue rubbed her eyebrows with a headache, Xiao Wuya's meaning, she saw through.
Xiao Wuya is a phantom phoenix. With her current practice, she can be seamlessly transformed into Situ Mu and mixed under the Witch Throne.
It's just that Ye Lingyue didn't want Xiao Wuya to take that kind of risk.
"Boss, there will be nothing wrong, I can now copy the breath and voice, including moves."
Xiao Wuya also wanted to help Ye Lingyue.
After she entered Wangwu Mountain, her divine power was limited, and she knew she could not help much beside Ye Lingyue.
"It's still too dangerous."
Ye Lingyue shook his head.
After the family left, Ye Lingyue realized that he was not as strong as he thought.
She didn't want to be with the important people beside her, leaving her again.
What's more, Xiaocheo just got out of trouble earlier.
"Little wife, this matter is too dangerous."
Xiao Zhiyo also objected.
"Boss, you have to believe me. I will never let anyone see through. Once I find something wrong, I will run. If nothing else, my ability to escape is first-rate."
Xiao Wuya patted her chest to ensure.
Xiao Wuya was talking and heard a footstep.
"It is Situ Qingsong."
Ye Lingyue swept away and quickly received it back. The familiar breath was Situ Qingsong, the father of Situ Mu.
It seems that the father and son have already gone to the Witch King.
"Boss, if you don't believe it, you can test it first, you wait."
Ye Lingyue wanted to stop it, and there was no time to come. Xiao Wuya didn't say much. She changed her body directly and became the appearance of Situ Mu. She walked quickly in the direction of Situ Qingsong.