If Lu Feng hadn't felt the true meaning of the soul fire, he would have thought that it was just a dream before his death.

It took me a long time to get used to it.

Feel the countless auras of soul fire on the body...

It took Lu Feng half a day to barely sense and select the aura of the chaotic true fire level from it.

Following the method mentioned by Jun Zishuo, he scattered it and scattered it to all directions.

Waited for a moment.

But there was no movement.

The entire space is still dead, with no teleportation channel or portal left.

"His he plotted against?"

Lu Feng subconsciously flashed a hint of doubt, but thinking about such a scene, Jun Zishuo did not need to make a fuss about such things.

Or is there any mistakes in the news about the trial here obtained by the Jun family?

Even Junzishuo didn’t know how to break through here and enter the eighth floor space?

Just as I was thinking, a strange scene suddenly happened in front of me.

I saw a long horizontal line in the turbid darkness ahead, and a little soul fire floated in the air.

The moment the long horizontal appeared, Lu Feng noticed the movement and was almost portrayed from left to right under his sight. The scene seemed to be outlined out of thin air with an invisible huge brush.

The strokes are sonorous and powerful, as if they are directly employed as ink with supreme power, invisible and colorless, but they are different from ordinary spiritual energy. They are directly presented in the air with traces of white ripples and ripples.

At first glance, it feels like this stroke is falling, and the spiritual energy in that area is cut into nothingness, leaving only that stroke in the air, and no other thing can get close to it.

And as this horizontal appearance appeared, countless soul fires suddenly became restless in the entire space, and they kept flashing and jumping as if they sensed something, looking very excited.

Even Lu Feng himself, under the stroke of staring at the slightest stroke, had an impulse to lean over, and invisibly, it seemed like a magic power was attracting him.

call--

With countless soul fires spontaneously approaching.

The invisible long horizontal line suddenly ignited a rolling flame, hanging high above the dark sky, looking extremely beautiful and charming.

Under the fire, Lu Feng's desire to get close to him was even stronger. In the dark, he seemed to be dedicating all the true meaning of the soul fire that he had learned before to that long line.

Since the appearance of that long horizontal line, everything he sensed became extremely small and insignificant.

‘Is it the key to breaking through this level that lies in this long horizontal line?’

Lu Feng felt sad in his heart, and he realized that long-term decisions did not appear for no reason, but should be linked to the trial here.

Just thinking.

In the turbid darkness, another strange movement came.

It still has inexplicable strokes, but it is no longer long horizontal lines, but several dots of different sizes.

Like the long horizontal line, after these small dots appear, a lot of soul fire gathers together and a fiery red stroke outline is ignited.

After a few more small dots, the strokes did not stop, and new strokes still evolved, sometimes slanting and sometimes slanting.

As many strokes appear, looking back at the long horizontal line of the first stroke, it seems not as long as it felt at the beginning.

Lu Feng looked quietly, vaguely realizing something, looking at it, no longer showing new strokes, counting the fifteen strokes around him, he couldn't help but murmur:

‘Is this a word to piece together?’
Chapter completed!