Ning Zhuo, Sun Lingtong and Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin stepped into the main hall together. Meng Chong and others were frozen in place, unable to move. Zhou Zeshen and Zhou Zhu had lost their breath. Meng Chong had already walked to the throne. Obviously, they had a life-and-death battle before. Ning Ze and Ning Xiaoren fell behind. They were scared and fled in after seeing Meng Yaoyin's magic power. Like stone statues, they were all frozen in place. Meng Chong had leaned over and was about to sit down facing the throne. But this tiny gap was like a natural chasm, lying in front of him. Divine power - life hanging by a thread!
When Ning Zhuo recovered a little, he used all his strength to activate this magical power. Who among the people present had not been planted with a hanging thread by him? Even Meng Chong! As early as when his soul entered the Immortal Palace and fought with the Golden Blood War Ape Dasheng, Ning Zhuo had planted a hanging thread on his life. It was because of this that Ning Zhuo could accurately detect Meng Chong's movements and pursue him when a large number of low-level cultivators broke in during the previous big and small turnarounds. It was because of this that Long Yuan Huo Ling deeply understood that Meng Chong could not defeat Ning Zhuo at all. The life-threatening magical power can fight across levels. Ning Zhuo, who has the foundation-building cultivation, can already threaten Jindan cultivators in theory. Not to mention dealing with Meng Chong. "Spare my life, spare my life, Ning Zhuo! I was wrong, I was wrong just now, I was blinded by lard! I swear, from now on, I will never go against you!" Ning Xiaoren was unable to move and spoke in a panic. "Xiao Zhuo, Xiao Zhuo, I am your uncle, you want to kill me, aren't you afraid of being criticized?" Ning Ze stared, unable to hide his horror. Ning Zhuo ignored them, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin flicked a finger with disgust on his face. Two crisp bangs almost merged into one. Ning Xiaoren and Ning Ze's heads exploded like watermelons falling to the ground. Then, their headless bodies fell to the ground. Meng Chong stared intently. He could only use his peripheral vision to see Ning Zhuo and others coming. The Netherworld Envoy Qi Bai acted as a pioneer and came behind Meng Chong first. He stretched out his hand to pinch Meng Chong's neck, pulled back, and pulled out Meng Chong's soul. He restrained the soul, compressed it into a ball, and held it in his palm.
Then, he slowly stepped back, leaned forward slightly, and made way for Ning Zhuo. The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit did not appear. It huddled up, extremely hidden, and its main spirit was still remotely controlling the Wanli Youlong, hiding everywhere, escaping the pursuit of Zhuzhen! Everything that happened in the main hall was also within its observation. But what could it do? The mood of despair was pulling it into the abyss. Boom. There was a muffled sound, and everyone looked back. Zhu Xuanji was covered with golden light, suppressing his injuries, and hurriedly chased after him again. Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin held a snake sickle and slowly walked towards Zhu Xuanji. On her left and right, the Nether Envoy Qi Bai and the Weather Ball Bing Jingxue kept supporting. The fierce battle started in the next moment! While Zhu Xuanji was blocked, Ning Zhuo walked to the throne. He glanced lightly, and Meng Chong's body fell sideways on its own, like a stone statue. Ning Zhuo stepped over his body, facing the throne, then turned around and sat down slowly. This simple action is of great significance! The competition for the master of the Lava Fairy Palace has come to an end. "The third round of the palace examination is over! The new master - entry standard, all others are eliminated." After the information was conveyed, Zhu Xuanji was stunned: "It turns out that Ning Zhuo is the entry standard!!" In front of the gate of the secret pavilion, the Jindan monks who were hesitating whether to rush into the main hall stopped one after another. "Alas, Zhu Xuanji also failed." "I didn't expect that in the end, the Lava Fairy Palace would be taken by Bukongmen!" "Their arrangements here are too deep! The entire Zheng family has been tricked. That Night Rain Demon Soldier is too fierce!" Everyone lost their fighting spirit. Only the upper half of his body was left, and Shu Zhongjun looked at the gate, but he was lost. He had encountered such a gate before, but the requirement was to piece together the correct "Demon Blood Tendon Art"! "It turns out that I was only one step away from breaking out of the Turnaround Secret Pavilion!" "Demon Blood Tendon Art"! Ah! Why didn't I acquire this art?!"
Shu Zhongjun regretted it very much. "Xiao Zhuo, you finally succeeded, you became the Palace Master!" Sun Lingtong looked at Ning Zhuo on the throne, and was filled with emotion for a while. The endless relief and joy almost made him cry. "Xiao Zhuo, it's really not easy for you to get to this point." Sun Lingtong sighed. But Ning Zhuo shook his head: "No, I haven't succeeded completely yet." He leaned back on the chair, stroking the left and right armrests, feeling all kinds of touches, and imagining what it was like when his mother was alive, relying on the position of the repair commander, entering the main hall, sitting on the throne, and stealing part of the palace master's power. This is described in many places in "Lava Fairy Palace Outline". Meng Yaoyin sat on the throne and could remotely control several mechanical buildings, including the medical clinic and the gourd furnace forest. At this moment, Ning Zhuo sat on the throne and became the real palace master. He could sense the entire Lava Fairy Palace and all the mechanical creations. However, it was this full sense that made him understand very deeply and clearly that the state of the Lava Fairy Palace was extremely bad. Almost all the important mechanical buildings no longer existed, leaving only the main hall in the inner circle. The outer and inner circles of the Lava Palace were almost all submerged by the monsters. Only the main hall was still occupied by monks, who were desperately holding up the last line of defense. If the Lava Palace was 100% intact, then at least 70% of it would have collapsed and separated from the body! "The loss is too heavy to be seen!" "Instead of rebuilding, it would be better to build a new palace with other mechanisms." If it really needs to be repaired and rebuilt, it will be a complete cesspool! What a trick of fate. I thought about it day and night for fourteen years, and I endured and planned for fourteen years, but in the end, it was just a ruin of mechanisms. Ning Zhuo laughed and performed his skills. Cremation Prajna Jieling Sutra! The flames suddenly appeared and spread rapidly, wrapping the throne tightly and burning it fiercely. Sun Lingtong was shocked: "Xiao Zhuo, what are you doing?" Ning Zhuo had already stood up, while continuing to perform fire magic, holding Meng Chong's body in one hand, and moved away from the throne. He stared at the burning throne and explained to Sun Lingtong: "The Lava Fairy Palace is almost collapsed, and cremating the throne is my biggest goal." Sun Lingtong was puzzled. He didn't know that Meng Yaoyin had sat on the throne countless times, trying hard to study the loopholes and pouring her heart and soul into it. Just as refining Ning Xiaohui has increased the spirituality of the flowing water talisman. Burning the throne of the Fairy Palace will surely produce spirituality and increase the Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin! "Sure enough." Ning Zhuo was delighted to see the throne being burned and melted, and the spirituality was like the faint glow of fireflies, rising one after another. The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit can no longer hide! It showed the figure of a dragon turtle: "Ning Zhuo, stop it! Stop it!"
"Stop it now." "If you burn the throne, your mother will just survive for a while." "Without the throne, the Lava Fairy Palace will be submerged and destroyed by the Red Flame Beast Tide, and the situation will be overturned. At that time, without this bridgehead, the monster tide will march down the mountain and slaughter all the residents in the city, and you will cause endless killings!" "The sins will not only be detrimental to your practice, but you will also suffer from bad luck and bad luck for the rest of your life, and you will be hated by heaven and earth, and you will not be able to move forward!" "Just now, didn't you suffer from the burning of karma? Such pain is expanded 100,000 times, can you imagine it? Can you bear it?" The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit had to remind him urgently. Because, as an accomplice of this overturned situation and the killings, it can't escape, and its end is worrying! "As long as my mother can regain her spirituality... hum!" Ning Zhuo was cold and stubborn. The dragon turtle fire spirit screamed in anxiety, and his whole body was on fire. Sun Lingtong hurriedly stood beside Ning Zhuo, staring at the dragon turtle fire spirit vigilantly. The dragon turtle fire spirit tried to persuade him, but Ning Zhuo turned a deaf ear. Zhu Xuanji was shocked and angry, and for the first time he had a murderous intention towards Ning Zhuo. "Ning Zhuo!" He roared like thunder: "Don't make a mistake and ruin your life!!" "If you create a tragedy in the whole city, you will become a wanted criminal in the kingdom, and the righteous people in the world will join hands to hunt you down." He was desperate and would rather be chopped by the snake sickle. Even though his left arm was almost cut off, he still held the sickle tightly. Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin's strength was obviously not as good as Zhu Xuanji's, and he couldn't break free for a while. Zhu Xuanji made a long cry. Divine power - call back the troops! The golden meaning stained the snake sickle and quickly spread on its surface, freezing a large piece of gold and sealing it. Before the seal was complete, Zhu Xuanji abandoned the snake sickle, escaped, and crashed into Ning Zhuo. The Netherworld Envoy Qi Bai, Rudie Niang, and Tianqi Ball Bing Jingxue all tried to intercept him. Zhu Xuanji made a feint, rushed to the throne, stretched out his hand, and caught a treasure mirror. It was the Golden Phoenix Mirror! This mirror originally came from the Lava Fairy Palace, and it was one of the first choices for controlling mechanical creations. The body of Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin was a mechanical Buddhist doctor, and was being defeated by the Golden Phoenix Mirror. Sure enough, Zhu Xuanji took the treasure mirror and took a look. Under the light of the mirror, Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin's speed slowed down greatly, and his movements were stiff.
Meng Yaoyin decisively let go, and the snake sickle turned from a sickle into a big snake, and pounced on Zhu Xuanji. The Golden Phoenix Mirror in Zhu Xuanji's hand was not so effective against the Night Rain Demon Soldiers. "Where are Chi Dun, Zhou Nongying and the others?!" Zhu Xuanji was entangled by the snake mechanism and could not stop Ning Zhuo for a while, so he was furious. The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit suddenly shouted: "Ning Zhuo, do you know what the Three Sect Master said when he arranged the fairy palace and guarded Huoshi Mountain?" "The golden furnace and red fire refine the soul, and the fairy palace buries the mountain to save the people." "I advise the Southern Emperor not to be obsessed, and the old feelings are like smoke and the past is gone." "All sentient beings are suffering from ignorance and desire, and they think they are puppets." "My Buddha's compassion is great love, let go of the obstacles in your heart and the way will come naturally." "I understand, I have figured it out!" "The Three Sect Master is not only talking to the Southern Emperor at the time, but also to you!" "Don't be obsessed anymore!" "Have you not been suffering in the past fourteen years?" "Let it go, let it go!" "For the past fourteen years, the Lava Fairy Palace has been the biggest string for you!" "Let go of your obsession, let go of your obstacles. You must learn to be compassionate, and compassion is great love!"