Chapter 219

Others might not have any other good way to deal with it, but...

Decarabian met her, met her Karmic Fire Soul-Burning Art.

Lisa pressed her palm gently.

The ten thousand swords collapsed, turning into a rotating sword river, surrounding Dvalin and trapping him in the center of the ring-shaped sword river.

Immediately, she closed her hands, and Lisa whispered.

"You don't know what's good for you... Since that's the case, then become fuel for my karmic fire!"

"Karmic fire, imprison the soul!"

A purple-black flame was born from Lisa's palm, and the next moment, as Lisa slowly spread her hands.

The strong wind of the entire Stormterror's Lair stopped howling.

The flame grew with the wind, and in an instant, it turned into a fire cloud that covered the sky.

Aether, hiding in the dark, had his pupils shrink and grabbed the Abyss Mage.

"Go!"

Having said that, he didn't look back and drilled back into the Abyss portal.

132. Lumine: I have a day where I eat immortal cultivator's spiritual pills?

Aether didn't know what that purple-black flame was.

But he sensed that it could burn his soul to ashes.

Lisa coming out was a dimensionality reduction strike to Dvalin; Dvalin and Decarabian on his body couldn't possibly be Lisa's opponents.

Since that was the case, Lumine would be fine, so it was better to run away quickly.

Jean and the others looked blankly at the fire cloud covering the sky above their heads, speechless for a while.

Not to mention that the witch who played with Electro well now started playing with fire.

This flame that had absolutely no elemental power, and could even burn away all elemental power...

What on earth was it!

It felt so evil...

In the fire cloud, countless hideous ghosts poked their heads out and wailed. This fire cloud seemed even gloomier than the Abyss.

Diluc sensed his own Pyro Vision's fire element.

From every angle, it couldn't compare to the boundless fire cloud Lisa was controlling at this moment.

"Shushan..."

Diluc clenched his fists tightly, his eyes staring at Lisa with fiery heat.

Dvalin roared increasingly uneasily, crashing around in the sword river.

He realized now 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.

A purple-black flame vortex, even larger than the black storm just now, swept across Stormterror's Lair.

Everything it touched couldn't last even a second and vanished instantly.

The wailing of ghosts became louder and louder, almost screaming shrilly in everyone's ears.

Jean looked at Lisa in the sky 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 obsessed with destroying life.

The karmic fire dyed Dvalin's body.

Suddenly, all of Dvalin's defenses vanished, and he fell to the ground instantly, rolling and struggling while wailing.

But the karmic fire still burned vigorously, and the color became increasingly evil.

Clearly surrounded by flames, everyone only felt a bone-chilling coldness from this flame.

As if they were in Dragonspine.

"Lisa..."

Jean looked at Lisa with worry. Lisa was indeed very strong, but this strength was somewhat strange.

"Lisa, spare Dvalin's life! He was controlled by Decarabian!"

Lisa nodded slightly and said softly:

"Don't worry, I only need Decarabian's soul."

Need...

Soul?

Lisa wouldn't really be cultivating some evil art, would she?

Jean became increasingly worried.

After struggling for a long time, Dvalin suddenly lay motionless, and the poison blood on his neck was burned away.

A black soul spirit rose from his body.

The karmic fire chased after it, constantly devouring Decarabian's soul.

"Spare me! Don't! Let me go!"

"Spare me!"

Decarabian frantically slapped the flames on his body, but watched helplessly as his soul body was constantly burned and gradually became transparent.

Lisa, however, ignored this and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Decarabian's remnant soul, that was also a remnant soul of an Archon at the late stage of Refining Qi into Spirit.

A great tonic!

Lisa only felt that as the karmic fire burned Decarabian's remnant soul, her true essence and even her soul were constantly becoming stronger under the feedback of the karmic fire.

This feeling...

Was more comfortable than cultivating with spiritual stones for a year.

The bottleneck of the middle stage of Refining Essence into Qi loosened slightly, and Lisa estimated that she was not far from breaking through.

But immediately, Lisa was shocked and hurriedly suppressed this pleasure.

She finally understood why most people who possessed the Karmic Fire Soul-Burning Art went down the evil path.

This feeling of becoming stronger by killing and burning souls...

Was truly too refreshing.

If it weren't for Lisa's firm belief, she would likely have become the first disciple cleared by Shushan.

"No! Damn it!"

Decarabian looked at his increasingly weak remnant soul in horror, and also understood that he was beyond saving.

He could only glare at Lisa and use his final strength to issue a vicious curse.

"You dare to use such a vicious flame! To devour souls to strengthen yourself!"

"You will suffer retribution! You will suffer retribution!!"

Lisa sneered, raised her hand gently, and the flame turned into a palm, slapping Decarabian's final remnant soul away.

Only a crystal-clear bead was left.

Lisa beckoned gently and put the bead into her pocket.

This thing could be used as a treasure to strengthen divine sense after continued calcination.

The remnant soul of a top Archon was the most sumptuous meal Lisa had had since mastering the Karmic Fire Soul-Burning Art.

"Short-sighted!"

Lisa hummed disdainfully, waving her hand to disperse the fire cloud and sword river.

Stepping on the flying sword, she turned into a stream of light and landed beside Jean and the others.

After using the Karmic Fire Soul-Burning Art, Lisa still had some cold aura remaining on her body.

For a time, Jean felt a bit worried.

"Lisa, you..."

Lisa blinked and looked at Jean with a smile.

"Why? Is Jean afraid of me? If so, I would be very sad."

"Honestly, I thought Jean would be grateful that I ran thousands of miles to save you."

Jean pursed her lips, looking at Lisa who hadn't changed from before, and said softly: ===== CHAPTER 220 =====