The demon fairy starts from the six-winged centipede

Chapter 70: Immortals, your nemesis is here (asking for monthly tickets)
Deep in Lingyun Cave, Wu Gong revealed his true form.

A giant centipede with six wings, over a hundred meters long, was coiled in the magma pool, with blazing flames all around it.

As he chanted the mantra, the magic power around Wu Gong began to boil.

In the heart, wisps of anger gathered and turned into a small illusory flame.

Wu Gong looked inward and saw flames taking shape. Without saying a word, he began to ignite the vitality of his whole body.

"Heart fire, burning."

boom.
The fire in the heart, with the help of magical power, suddenly exploded and swept through the whole body.

The huge source of life was ignited in an instant, and the six-winged centipede began to burst into flames all over its body.

Countless pillars of fire shot up into the sky from its mouth, eyes, limbs, gaps between the carapace, and six wings.

A horrible heat wave swept through the entire cave, turning everything red.

The Fire Qilin was guarding outside the cave and felt the fire coming towards him.

It was born to feed on fire, and it inhaled subconsciously, and a stream of flames entered its throat.

However, this flame was completely different from the ones he had absorbed before.

The fire in its heart entered its abdomen, and it felt as if all the blood in its body was on fire.

The life source, which had already lost half, was reduced a little more.

Its eyes widened, and it looked in horror at the increasingly fierce flames in the cave, then turned and ran.

This flame is like the nemesis of all living things. Even the divine beasts that feed on fire dare not touch its edge.

Inside the cave, flames were blazing.

Every second, a huge source of life is burned out.

The six-winged, over-hundred-meter-long body began to shrink.

Ninety meters, eighty meters, seventy meters
As the monster's body shrinks, the source of life becomes concentrated.

The empty essence becomes fuel, serving as firewood to nurture the fire in the wood.

Exhaling flames, taking the fire energy from the heart, igniting the vitality of the body, turning it into fire in the wood, which can refine all things and is one of the true fires of the universe.

This is the process of practicing the supernatural power of spitting flames in the Nine Heavens Taoist Scriptures.

At this moment, the flame surrounding Wu Gong was the Wood Fire.

However, this is a false fire, like rootless duckweed, and cannot last long.

What Wu Gong needs to do is to use the life source of his whole body to supply the burning of the virtual fire.

Only when the virtual fire devours enough vitality can it turn from virtual to real and give birth to a spark of fire in the wood.

Once the fire is successfully nurtured, it will be integrated into the origin and transformed into one's own true fire.

By that time, the art of breathing flames will have been accomplished.

Time passed by minute by minute, and from the time the fire in my heart was ignited to now, it was only half a cup of tea.

However, the six-winged demon's body has shrunk from over a hundred meters to about fifty meters.

Almost half of the huge life essence was consumed.

If calculated based on the demon body before transformation, even if he swallowed hundreds of bottles of immortality pills, he would still be burned to ashes.

Wu Gong thanked him, "Fortunately, I didn't practice impulsively at that time. On the surface, there is no threshold for practice, but I'm afraid that all the practitioners who overestimate their own abilities have died."

It was not until now that Wu Gong discovered that the Nine Heavens Dao Scripture actually contained many pitfalls.

This is the Shangqing Dharma lineage. Although it emphasizes teaching without distinction, it would be a lie to say that it does not value roots.

Regarding the magical power of breathing flames, the entire book does not explain how much life essence is needed to practice it.

There is only one sentence in the method of practice: take the fire energy of the heart, ignite the vitality of the body, and transform it into fire in the wood.

It is very simple to take the fire energy from the heart; anyone who practices spiritual practice can do it.

To summon up a small flame with bare hands is an essential skill for burning incense and praying.

But there is no description for the burning of physical vitality.

There was no word about how much vitality was available for consumption and what level was required to practice.

"This is probably a screening of practitioners by the Dharma lineage. If they succeed, then they are excellent. If they fail, then they will naturally vanish into thin air."

Wu Gong was somewhat frightened. He wondered if there were any other traps in the 72 Miles of Earthly Evils besides the spitting flames. "It seems that I have to be cautious when practicing my magical powers in the future, especially those that are ambiguous. I must be vigilant."

After secretly admonishing himself, Wu Gong continued to focus his mind.

The flames burned endlessly, and as time went on, the speed at which the monster's body shrank became slower and slower.

Although the virtual fire was still burning, the essence of the six wings was concentrating.

After fifty meters, only the essence of the monster's body remained.

Even if the fire in the wood devours the vitality, it will still take a long time.

Wu Gong felt the consumption of his vitality slow down significantly, and finally breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's too scary. If it continues at the same speed as in the beginning, even if I get burned dry, I won't be able to practice my magical powers."

Although the monster's body was reduced by half, it became even more powerful.

The carapace became harder and the limbs became more powerful.

On the six wings, the fiery red scales became increasingly fine and hard, with a metallic luster.

Even the six digestive organs that had been strengthened by the Heavenly Demon Thief became even more powerful.

This is a refinement, from the inside out, no less than a transformation and sublimation of life.

Wu Gong felt that he had become smaller, but also stronger.

If the current demon body were to fight the same opponent as before, it would definitely be able to crush the opponent to victory.

Although the virtual fire was still burning, the monster's body would only shrink by about half a meter every minute.

In this way, the virtual fire was maintained. After about a quarter of an hour, the huge monster body suddenly shook.

Wu Gong's eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "The fire will be ready!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surging virtual fire suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, countless flames began to converge towards one point.

After a few breaths, the flames around Wu Gong disappeared.

I saw a small cluster of red flames floating in the void.

It was no more than a foot high, burning in mid-air, red as blood, like a blood flame.

"Fire in the wood."

Wu Gong was overjoyed, but was not in a hurry to take it into his stomach. He just called out the Kunlun Mirror to examine it.

[Wood Fire: Also known as the Blood Flame of All Souls. Fifth-order true fire. One of the Zhoutian true fires. It is made from the fire energy of the heart, burning the vitality of the body. Each fire is unique and can only be created by oneself.]

[This fire can refine everything. It is the nemesis of creatures below the fifth level. Once it is infected, wind and water cannot extinguish it. Unless it is also burned with the fire in the wood, there will be no end until death. ]

"Haha, this is the biggest killer."

Wu Gong laughed loudly and immediately thought of the immortals such as Emperor Shitian, Xiao Sanxiao, the Great Demon God, and the Great Boss.

"Nemesis of creatures below level five? Hey, immortals, your nemesis is here."

The fire in the wood is all cultivated using one's own vitality and has long been bound to the origin of life.

Wu Gong was naturally not afraid of being hurt. He flapped his six wings and flew around the fire.

Then he opened his mouth wide and swallowed the fire into his stomach in one gulp.

The fire entered the monster's stomach, and raging blood flames erupted from its body in an instant, sweeping across every inch of the fire cave.

The temperature of this blood flame was extremely high, and it burned so hard that the surrounding space was distorted.

The volcanic rocks that had been baked by the magma pool for countless years were melted in the blink of an eye.

The fire in the wood has the power to melt gold and boil stone on the outside, but after Wu Gong swallowed it, he only felt a mild fire wandering around.

The anger flowed into the heart along with the magic power.

dong dong dong.
The pounding heartbeat sounded like the drums of the gods, resounding endlessly.

A strong anger filled his whole body, Wu Gong flew into the air, raised his head and spit.

"Seventy-two Earthly Fiends: Spitting Flames"

boom.
I saw a fireball as big as a wheel spit out from the mouth of the six-winged creature. It was red as blood and could refine all things.

(End of this chapter)