Medicine door witch

Chapter 317 The Mysterious Black Stick (6)

Close your eyes and give it your all.

On Ling Luo's palms, a black halo of extreme fire gradually condensed, gathering more and more densely.

Under the vitality in the dantian, a monstrous wave of nebula condensed.

almost.

Ling Luo opened his eyes suddenly, the sharp edge was extremely dazzling, with 120% power.

"Open it for me!"

With a sharp roar, she slammed her palms against the crimson door.

What followed was a roar.

The extremely heavy Scarlet Flame Iron Gate, which was five meters high, slowly opened a crack.

There is a clear and elegant brilliance faintly revealed inside.

Ling Luo was overjoyed, the power in his palm did not slack off, but resisted the numbness of both arms, and persisted with all his might.

A gap as wide as one finger, a gap as wide as two fingers, a gap as wide as five fingers...

Sweat dripped from Ling Luo's forehead, and she was panting heavily because of her exhaustion.

Not enough, not enough!

Her will is still strong enough, she must get an inheritance!
She wants to become stronger, she wants to kill Chaos!
Thinking of this, Ling Luo instantly felt an unknown planet light up in her primitive and distant spiritual realm.

She broke through the critical point of physical strength.

The already extremely exhausted limbs slowly flowed into brand new strength, like a clear spring, which shocked people's spirits.

And the source of that clear spring-like power all came from that star that shone with faint brilliance.

All in one go!
"open!"

Ling Luo exerted all her strength!

The red Scarlet Flame Iron Gate was completely pushed open, revealing its original appearance.

Ling Luo was stunned by the beautiful scenery in front of her.

Inside a gate of inheritance is a paradise.

A sparkling clear stream is surrounded like a jade belt.

On the plain, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

On the bank of the stream, there stands a side of crystal clear high stone, engraved with handwriting on the high stone, condensing a faint brilliance.

Ling Luo was overjoyed, and hurried to the side of the cristobalite, carefully studying the words.

On the spar, all the characters of the ancient times were engraved 1000 years ago.

This extreme fire inheritance seems to be extremely predestined with her.

If any of the inheritors were changed, even if they were lucky enough to walk in and open the door of inheritance, it would be impossible to understand the exercises.

On the crystal-clear stone, the handwriting seemed to be alive. The moment Ling Luo put his hand on it, something strange happened!
Words move!
Like fish, they swam along Ling Luo's arms to her body, and gradually surfaced on the surface of her skin. Even her face was covered with dense ancient handwriting.

The words are almost silvery and transparent, floating on Ling Luo's extremely elegant face, not only does not look weird, but it has a sense of holiness.

The essence of an inheritance flooded into her mind like crazy.

Ling Luo was extremely excited. She sat down cross-legged and let those ancient characters wander around her body, absorbing the essence and using it for herself.

One day, two days...

Time passed slowly, but Ling Luo didn't feel that it was too long at all. Every minute and every second was extremely wonderful to her at this moment.

Ancient characters have spirits.

It is called the spirit of speech.

The inheritance of Jihuo was actually passed down in the ancient way of Yanling.

It wasn't until the fourth day that Ling Luo thoroughly understood the essence of Yan Ling.The moment he opened his eyes, a faint silver glow floated above the black pupils.

She looked a little different all over.

Jiaojiao is full of national beauty, and she is talking about a woman like her.

(End of this chapter)