As soon as Situ Mu turned his head, flames burst into the sky behind him, and Situ Mu's clothes were on fire.
He yelled and tried to put out the fire.
But the fire was out of control, and it ignited Situ Mu's entire body in just an instant.
"Come on! Come on and put out the fire!"
Situ Mu fell to the ground, rolling all over the floor.
Not far away, a piece of mud flew up, aimed at his mouth, and blocked him tightly.
Situ Mu only felt that her whole body was in unbearable pain, and the fire had spread all over her body, no matter how much she rolled, it was useless.
Gradually, Situ Mu's breathing became weaker and weaker.
In the end, his flesh and blood were burned alive by the reincarnation fire of Nirvana, turning him into a coke.
Situ Mu's eyes were wide open, he couldn't believe that he would die in this mountain for no reason.
Ye Lingyue stood aside, watching with cold eyes.
"Nirvana reincarnation fire is really powerful."
Seeing Situ Mu swallowing his last breath, Ye Lingyue stepped forward and signaled the kid to stop.
The little ghost is really a ruthless character, and the Nirvana Reincarnation Fire is really a sharp weapon in its hands.
"This guy has a bad mouth and looks disgusting."
The kid grinned.
Even if there is no ghost power, the kid still has ways to deal with this lowly character.
"It's strange. Why is Situ Mu's cultivation much worse than when we met last time?"
Ye Lingyue was sure that Situ Mu was completely dead, so she looked at his body again.
After all, Situ Mu is also the Palace Master of the Heavenly Demon Court. It stands to reason that his cultivation level should be at least similar to that of Xue Chi, not to mention, he also has the mind and skills of the Nine Lives Burning Heaven Art.
"The spear in this man's hand is a little weird. It's a sacrificial vessel. It looks like another unlucky ghost who has been tricked by the Witch King."
The kid looked at the sacrificial vessel in Situ Mu's hand.
"Sacrificial vessel?"
Ye Lingyue was a little curious when she heard this term.
She raised her hand, and a small dark coffin suddenly appeared in her hand.
When the little dark coffin saw the witch artifact, the lid of the coffin opened with a "chi" sound.
Seeing this, Ye Lingyue couldn't help smiling.
It has been quite some time since the little dark coffin recognized its owner, and she has a little understanding of the little dark coffin's temper.
Knowing the meaning behind Xiaoming Coffin's words, she was disgusted with that witch weapon which was also a sacrificial vessel.
Ye Lingyue also felt the thoughts of the little dark coffin.
"This is not a real sacrificial vessel. At best, it can only be regarded as a broken sacrificial vessel. The techniques of the refiners are not as brilliant as those of the Dark Leader."
Ye Lingyue picked up the broken spear.
It was only when she picked up the spear that Ye Lingyue discovered that there was still an extremely weak consciousness in it.
Ye Lingyue also knew that it must be the spiritual consciousness left by the witchcraft refiner, so she threw the spear into the Jiuzhou cauldron without saying much.
But after a while, the consciousness above was refined.
The small coffin is a sacrificial vessel in the true sense. Under the command of its master, it can continuously devour sacrifices and turn them into the master's cultivation base.
But this spear is just the opposite. It looks like it can strengthen the holder's cultivation base, but in fact, it is constantly devouring its vitality.
Situ Mu, an idiot, obviously didn't realize this.
He thought that after practicing the Nine Lives Burning Heaven Jue's skills and mentality, his cultivation base would increase greatly, but after entering Wangwu Mountain, his strength was restricted and curbed.
He didn't know that his vitality was constantly being swallowed by this spear.
Even without Ye Lingyue's appearance, Situ Mu would not survive half a month in Wangwu Mountain.
"This incomplete sacrificial vessel should be written by the Witch King. I heard from Old Xin that the Witch King has a mysterious origin and will refine this kind of sacrificial vessel to lure outside experts into King Wushan to die."
The kid stared at the spear of the evil sect, tsk-tsk in amazement.
"The Witch King can refine sacrificial vessels?"
When Ye Lingyue heard this, she couldn't help but pay more attention.
Sacrificial vessels are not items from Ninety-Nine Lands.
Before the ghost coffin appeared in Ninety-Nine Lands, there had never been any sacrificial vessels in Ninety-Nine Lands.
Ye Lingyue suspects that sacrificial vessels only exist in thirty-three days.
If it is said that the Witch King can refine sacrificial vessels, even if they are only incomplete half sacrificial vessels, his identity is very suspicious.
"It's a pity, I didn't have time to interrogate Situ Mu just now."
Ye Lingyue looked at Situ Mu who was already dead, and said with some regret.
"Blame me."
The kid blamed himself.
It was just trying to be quick for a while, and wanted to try the rank of Nirvana Samsara Huo, but unexpectedly, it disrupted Ye Lingyue's plan.
"I don't blame you, even if Situ Mu falls into my hands, I'm afraid I won't get much news about the Witch King."
Situ Mu is arrogant and conceited. Although he somehow joined the Witch King's seat, it is obvious that with such a role, it is impossible to inquire too much about the Witch King.
Compared to Situ Mu, Ye Lingyue was more worried about Xi Jiuye.
The purpose of Xi Jiuye's entry into the mountain was already suspicious, and in such a short period of time, Ye Lingyue had no idea what Xi Jiuye's intention was when he got online with the Witch King.
"Boss, maybe I can help."
The little Wuya on the side is eager to try.
"No, it's too dangerous. This is Wang Wushan."
Ye Lingyue rubbed the center of her brows with a headache, she could see through what Xiao Wuya meant at a glance.
Little Wuya is a phantom phoenix, with her current cultivation, she can seamlessly transform into Situ Mu's appearance, and mix under the Witch King's throne.
It's just that Ye Lingyue didn't want Xiao Wuya to take such a risk.
"Boss, it will be fine, I can even copy the breath, sound, and moves now."
Xiao Wuya also wanted to relieve Ye Lingyue's worries.
After she entered Wangwu Mountain, her divine power was limited, and she knew that she could not be of much help by Ye Lingyue's side.
"It's still too dangerous."
Ye Lingyue shook her head.
After her family left one after another, Ye Lingyue realized that she was not as strong as she thought.
She doesn't want the important people around her to leave her again.
Besides, Xiao Zhi had just escaped from trouble earlier.
"Little daughter-in-law, this is too dangerous."
Xiao Zhi yo also had a face of disapproval.
"Boss, you have to trust me. I will never let anyone see through it. Once I find something is wrong, I will run away. Among other things, my ability to escape is first-rate."
Xiao Wuya patted her chest to reassure.
Just as Xiao Wuya was talking, she heard footsteps approaching.
"It's Situ Qingsong."
Ye Lingyue swept away her divine thoughts, and quickly took them back. The familiar aura was clearly Situ Mu's father, Situ Qingsong.
It seems that both father and son have defected to the Witch King.
"Boss, if you don't believe me, you can test it first, just wait."
Ye Lingyue wanted to stop it, but before it was too late, Xiao Wuya didn't say much, and transformed into Situ Mu's appearance, and walked quickly in the direction Situ Qingsong came from.