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Chapter 723 The Trace of the Demon Fire

The fifth floor of the Wentian Pavilion, which Xiaoyaotong and Liuyu were looking forward to, ended with such a strange sheepskin scroll.

Such a result was obviously unacceptable to the two of them, so at the moment Xu Ming slowly opened the sheepskin scroll, the two of them impatiently moved their heads together, as if they wanted to take a good look at the picture. What a shocking secret was recorded.

But the result was extremely disappointing to both of them, as the things recorded in the sheepskin scroll seemed to be just ghost drawings as Liu Yu said.

Whether Liu Yu couldn't understand it, even the little drug boy who claimed to be well-informed in Tianjimen couldn't understand it.

These ghostly symbols recorded on the sheepskin scrolls seem to be the "authentic marks" left by a child who wets the bed unintentionally. This result obviously confirms the original guess in Xiao Yaotong's mind.

That is, the craftsman god was just making fun of them. This old fox must know that one day this seemingly impregnable city of craftsmen will be broken by foreign enemies, and once the city is broken, Wentian Pavilion will become the target of public criticism.

So he satiated the appetite of everyone who wanted to break into Wentian Pavilion, and used this human greed to make a serious joke.

But at this moment, Xu Ming, who was holding a sheepskin scroll in his hand, saw a different scene. Those things that Liu Yu regarded as ghost symbols now formed a palpitating picture in Xu Ming's eyes.

I saw countless figures shaking in front of Xu Ming's eyes, and there seemed to be a crack in the sky.

It's just that what is contained in the crack at the end of the sky is not the black like ink, and the scheming light that flashes from it is also a cleverness for Xu Ming to see.

And those figures waiting outside the crack also became commotion, and after a little exchange of opinions, they rushed towards the crack.

But at this moment, the palpitating breath in the crack moved slightly.

Those countless figures were blatantly purified into nothingness, this is absolute nothingness.

It's just that as more and more figures poured into it, the crack at the end of the sky quietly disappeared into the sky and the earth.

In an instant, Xu Ming's consciousness regained consciousness, and his eyes were filled with shock.

Although the thing in the crack never showed its real body, the extremely familiar feeling made Xu Ming recognize the true identity of the thing hidden in the crack at a glance.

It is rumored that the lotus demon fire can purify everything in the world!
It was said to be purifying, but in fact it was burned alive with the terrifying flame power. Although Xu Ming couldn't recognize the identities of those figures who were advancing into the crack, they were probably monsters from the clothes they were wearing.

A hundred years ago, the Yaozu discovered the existence of the Jinglian Demon Fire.

However, all kinds of methods were used to fail to pay the third-ranked Alien Fire on the Alien Fire List. After paying the price of countless monster races for their lives, the Holy Master could only watch helplessly as the crack gradually closed. Then disappeared between heaven and earth without a trace.

As for who recorded this sheepskin picture scroll, it is still unknown now.

At this moment, Xu Ming, who came back to his senses, was also awakened by the words of the little drug boy beside him.

"Hey, why are you dumbfounded?"

In the eyes of Xiao Yaotong and Liu Yu, Xu Ming held the sheepskin picture scroll like a cup of tea. They didn't say anything to disturb them at first, but as time went by, they found that Xu Ming didn't wake up at all.

He thought it was bewitched by an evil spirit, so he spoke to wake him up.

Xu Ming also woke up from the shock, and Liu Yu asked curiously when he saw this.

"Master, is there any mystery on this sheepskin scroll?"

Xu Ming who heard the words didn't say much about the sheepskin scroll, after all, the fact of the Jinglian demon fire is too weird.

I saw Xu Ming put the sheepskin scroll into the square inch ring with his hands, and said immediately.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, you go back to the Beacon Fire Temple first"

After all, a majestic force came and brought Liu Yu and Xiao Yaotong into the Beacon Fire Temple.

Then he swaggered towards the gate of Wentian Pavilion, and after he lost the technique of closing the space without boundless space, the gate was opened with a slight push by Xu Ming.

It's just that he didn't expect to see Baidi who was supposed to be in Baidi City outside Wentian Pavilion.

Seeing that Xu Ming walked out of the Wentian Pavilion unscathed, Baidi also asked.

"The monster is dead"

Xu Ming who heard the words nodded and said.

"died."

It's just that he didn't explain the process, and the craftsman who heard the words at the side knew that the demon star had fallen into the hands of the white-faced scholar in front of him, and a trace of horror also flashed in his eyes.

Being able to kill a demon star of the demon clan so effortlessly, the craftsman couldn't help sighing.

"How many unknown secrets are hidden in this person."

At this moment, the Bai Emperor saw the look in the eyes of the Craftsman God, coughed softly twice, and then said.

"It's almost done, even if you stare out your eyeballs, it's useless"

The God of Craftsman, whose thoughts were broken, gave Bai Di a hard look, and continued.

"Fellow Taoist, today you rescued my Master Craftsman City when it was in danger, and you took action to kill Ouyang Mo's scourge of deceiving my master and exterminating my ancestors for me. This kind of great favor can never be repaid by my Master Craftsman!"

"There are countless treasures in the Wentian Pavilion, you can choose to take some away as a thank you for my Divine Craftsman City"

Xu Ming was still planning to take the blame for the sweeping of the second floor on Wuji's head, but he didn't expect this craftsman god to be so generous, and the Baidi who heard the words on the side also said smoothly.

"As God of Craftsman said, this Wentian Pavilion is the culmination of hundreds of years of accumulation in God's Craftsman City. Just take whatever you like and don't save face for him."

"Hey, you Baidi are really good at taking advantage of the fire."

Although the craftsman God felt a bit pained in his heart, thinking about exchanging those treasures for a good relationship with the person in front of him would be a profitable business.

At a time when the world is in turmoil, such a young leader who is capable of controlling the world in the future can be allowed to hang down his master's city.

This is much more important than refining a heavenly elixir.
After seeing Xu Ming's methods, the Craftsman also felt more and more how correct it was for him to refine weapons for this person at all costs.

What the Craftsman God didn't expect was that Xu Ming clasped his fists and said.

"Senior Craftsman God, you're being polite. This monster tribe originally wanted to kill me and then hurry up. I should do it too. It won't be a matter of saving the city of Craftsman from the fire, let alone any great kindness."

"It's just that in the final analysis, I still want to thank Senior Craftsman God for the things left on the fifth floor of Wentian Pavilion."

Hearing the words, the craftsman's expression changed, and he continued.

"What, you have already been to the fifth floor of Wentian Pavilion, could it be that sheepskin scroll?"

(End of this chapter)