Chapter 211
Others might not have any other good ways to deal with it, only...
The Lord of the Tower met her, met her Karmic Fire Soul-Burning Technique.
Lisa pressed her palm lightly.
The ten thousand swords instantly collapsed, turning into a rotating sword river, surrounding Dvalin, trapping it in the center of the ring-shaped sword river.
Immediately, she closed her hands, and Lisa whispered.
"Courting death... Since that's the case, turn into fuel for my karmic fire!"
"Karmic Fire, Prisoner Spirit!"
A purple-black flame was born from Lisa's palm, and the next moment, as Lisa slowly spread her hands.
The strong wind of Stormterror's Lair stopped howling.
The flame grew against the wind, and in an instant, it turned into a fire cloud that covered the sky and the sun.
Aether, who was hiding in the dark, shrank his pupils and grabbed the Abyss Mage.
"Go!"
After speaking, he dived back into the Abyss portal without looking back.
132. Lumine: I also have a day to eat the spirit pills of cultivators?
Aether didn't know what that purple-black flame was.
But he sensed that that thing could burn his soul to ashes.
Lisa coming out was a dimensionality reduction strike to Dvalin. Dvalin and the Lord of the Tower on him could not be Lisa's opponents at all.
Since that's the case, Lumine will be fine, so let's run away quickly.
Jean and the others looked blankly at the fire cloud covering the sky and the sun above their heads, and for a moment they were speechless.
Not to mention that the witch who played with lightning well now started playing with fire.
This flame that has no elemental power at all, and can even burn all elemental power to ashes...
What exactly is it!
It feels so evil...
In the fire cloud, countless grim-faced ghosts poked their heads out and wailed. This piece of fire cloud seemed to be more gloomy than the Abyss.
Diluc sensed the fire element of his Vision.
From every angle, it couldn't compare to the boundless fire cloud that Lisa was controlling at this time.
"Shushan..."
Diluc clenched his fists tightly, his eyes staring hotly at Lisa.
Dvalin roared more and more uneasily, rushing around in the sword river.
Now he reacted and wanted to escape.
But Lisa didn't intend to give him a chance at all.
With a thought, the surging karmic fire turned into a tornado and swallowed Dvalin into it.
A purple-black flame vortex, larger than the black storm just now, swept across Stormterror's Lair.
Everything it touched couldn't persist for even a second and instantly dissipated.
The sound of ghosts wailing became louder and louder, screaming shrilly in everyone's ears.
Jean looked at Lisa above her head with some worry.
Under the reflection of the purple-black flame, Lisa's face looked somewhat evil, her eyes indifferent, as if she were a demon who was keen on destroying life.
The karmic fire dyed Dvalin's body.
Instantly, all of Dvalin's defenses vanished, and he fell to the ground in an instant, rolling and struggling while wailing.
But the karmic fire still burned vigorously, and the color became more and more sinister.
Although they were surrounded by flames, everyone only felt that this flame had a bone-chilling coldness.
It was like being on Dragonspine.
"Lisa..."
Jean looked at Lisa with some worry. Lisa is indeed very strong now, but this strength is somewhat weird.
"Lisa, spare Dvalin's life! He was controlled by the Lord of the Tower!"
Lisa nodded slightly and said softly:
"Don't worry, I only need the soul of the Lord of the Tower."
Need...
Soul?
Lisa didn't really practice any evil arts, did she?
Jean became more and more worried.
After struggling for a long time, Dvalin suddenly lay motionless, and the poisonous blood on his neck was burned away.
A black soul rose into the sky from his body.
The karmic fire chased after it, constantly devouring the soul of the Lord of the Tower.
"Spare my life! No! Let me go!"
"Spare me!"
The Lord of the Tower frantically patted the flames on his body, but watched helplessly as his soul body was constantly burned and gradually became transparent.
Lisa ignored this and even narrowed her eyes slightly.
The remnant soul of the Lord of the Tower is also equivalent to the remnant soul of a demon at the late stage of Spirit Refinement and Void Return.
A great supplement!
Lisa only felt that as the karmic fire burned the remnant soul of the Lord of the Tower, her true essence and even her soul were constantly becoming stronger under the feedback of the karmic fire.
This feeling...
It's more comfortable than practicing with spirit stones for a year.
The bottleneck of the mid-stage of Essence Refinement and Qi Transformation was somewhat loose, and Lisa estimated that she was not far from breaking through.
But immediately, Lisa was shocked in her heart and hurriedly suppressed this pleasure.
She finally understood why most people who possess the Karmic Fire Soul-Burning Technique embarked on an evil path.
This feeling of becoming stronger by killing and burning souls...
It's really too cool.
If it weren't for Lisa's firm belief, she would have become the first disciple to be cleared by Shushan.
"No! Damn it!"
The Lord of the Tower looked in horror at his increasingly weak remnant soul, and also understood that he was powerless.
He could only glare at Lisa and use his last strength to issue a vicious curse.
"You dare to use such a vicious flame! Devour souls to strengthen yourself!"
"You will be punished! You will be punished!!"
Lisa sneered, raised her hand lightly, and the flame turned into a palm, slapping the last remnant soul of the Lord of the Tower away.
Leaving only a crystal clear bead.
Lisa waved her hand lightly and put the bead into her pocket.
This thing can be used as a treasure to strengthen divine sense after continuing to calcine it.
The remnant soul of a top-tier demon is the most sumptuous meal Lisa has had since mastering the Karmic Fire Soul-Burning Technique.
"Short-sighted!"
Lisa hummed disdainfully, waved her hand to disperse the fire cloud and sword river.
She stepped on the flying sword and turned into a streamer, landing beside Jean and the others.
After using the Karmic Fire Soul-Burning Technique, Lisa still had some cold aura on her body.
For a moment, Jean was a little worried.
"Lisa, you..."
Lisa blinked and looked at Jean with a smile.
"Why? Is Jean afraid of me? If so, I will be very sad."
"Really, I thought Jean would be grateful to me for running thousands of miles to save you."
Jean pursed her lips, looked at Lisa, who had not changed from before, and said softly:
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