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At this moment, Dong Ying finally arrived at the altar of the Yitian Dragon Slaying Spear.

Looking up, the place was empty except for a lonely altar. "Are you kidding me?" However, when he was about to turn around and leave, his eyes accidentally swept across an extremely hidden and slightly dilapidated inscription.

A hint of curiosity arose in his heart, and Dongying flashed and quickly landed at the place where the inscription was.

After approaching, Dong Ying looked carefully and found that there was a mid-level profound skill hidden here! But what was surprising was why this profound skill was placed in such a remote and secret corner? It was as if its owner was afraid of being discovered by others.

If these inscriptions had not appeared quite strange, attracting Dong Ying's attention and prompting him to come and find out, this intermediate-level profound skill would probably have been buried here forever.

Just as Dong Ying was thinking secretly, he suddenly noticed that next to the broken intermediate-level profound technique, there was actually another intact and genuine intermediate-level profound technique lying quietly! The two books were placed side by side, with the words "Yan Xuan Ji" and "Ronghe Xuan Ji" clearly written on them.

After carefully examining the incomplete intermediate-level profound technique and conducting some research, Dong Ying finally understood the mystery behind it.

It turns out that the real effect of this mysterious skill is to be able to fuse energies of different attributes. However, since this special skill does not conform to the practice method of ordinary mysterious masters, it was ruthlessly abandoned by the original owner and left to gather dust in this deserted corner.

At this moment, the founders of Shu focused their attention on the old lady with beautiful hair as shiny as silver and snow.

This old lady, who had gone through countless years of vicissitudes and had gained powerful cultivation through long and arduous training, was actually able to use the art of transmitting sound over thousands of miles, and directly convey her words full of majesty and concern into Dongying's mind.

All he could hear was the grandmother's voice, as resounding as a bell, in Dong Ying's mind: "My child, there are many mysteries hidden between the two choices before you, but no matter which one you decide to choose, I am sure no one will blame you!"

"Hmph! Hahaha..." However, what was unexpected was that when the old lady just finished speaking, Dongying, who had a serious face, suddenly burst into a hearty laughter.

It turned out that he already had a clear answer in his mind - what he most urgently needed was the mysterious technique called "Fusion Technique".

You know, at this time, Dong Ying's body not only has the violent power of thunder and lightning, but also the blazing flames of heavenly fire. If these two powers of completely different attributes can be perfectly integrated, then the power exerted will surely be earth-shattering! So, Dong Ying decided to perform this fusion technique without hesitation and named it "Thunderfire Purgatory Dance".

At this moment, an astonishing scene happened. A dazzling bolt of lightning suddenly burst out from about two meters above Dongying's head, like a giant dragon with bared fangs and claws rushing straight to the ground.

Accompanied by a deafening roar, the earth seemed to tremble, and then an extremely hot flame gushed out from Dong Ying's palm, turning into a blazing fireball, roaring towards the black evil wind in front with an overwhelming force.

Those black evil winds who were unfortunate enough to become Dongying's target of attack instantly felt unprecedented pressure.

They were horrified to find that they were like being slashed by an extremely sharp sword, and were flying backwards involuntarily.

Moreover, the closer the Shu souls were to Dongying, the stronger the power of the Thunder and Fire Purgatory Dance they endured. In the blink of an eye, the battlefield was in ruins and wailing was everywhere.

"Besides, this is a precious opportunity for my beloved and my best brother and master to be reborn!" At this moment, the middle-aged man with silver-white hair and the old lady both fixed their eyes on Dong Ying.

Without any hesitation, he resolutely rushed towards the already somewhat tattered intermediate-level profound skill. In the blink of an eye, he grasped the profound skill tightly in his hand.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened. The other intact intermediate-level profound skill that was originally placed next to him disappeared without a trace in an instant like a phantom.

"Huh!" Faced with such a strange scene, the people around couldn't help but exclaimed, but Dongying seemed to have expected it, and there was no surprise on his face.

On the contrary, he just held the broken intermediate-level profound skill in his hand even tighter, as if it was the last straw in his life. Fortunately, he made the right choice, otherwise, it would be this broken intermediate-level profound skill that would disappear now!

At this moment, the huge black evil wind was like a sandstorm that covered the sky and the earth, rolling in all directions with the force of thunder, as if it was going to swallow everything.

This black evil wind, with endless pressure and terrifying aura, quickly surrounded everyone, and was getting closer and closer, making people feel terrified.

Because some people were too late to get close to the green teleportation circle, they were swallowed up by the surging black dust in the blink of an eye. In an instant, these people disappeared without a trace before they could even utter a scream, leaving only pale skeletons scattered on the ground. Together with their left behind clothes, they looked particularly eerie and terrifying. Passing through these white bones, there was actually a valley of bones covered with clothes!

There was a blood mist in the middle of the valley, and at the bottom of the valley there were countless streams of blood flowing downwards like a stream.

However, the black evil wind did not stop there, and like a ferocious beast, it continued to pounce on the people who were desperately fleeing on the streets. The shadow of death shrouded everyone's heart, making them feel desperate and helpless.

At this critical moment, Dongying was lucky enough to be successfully teleported by the old lady to the bottom of the pyramid altar. When he looked closely, he found that Wang Huohuo and others were surrounded by black smoke and the situation was very critical.

Dong Ying circulated the mysterious power in his body without hesitation, and gathered it into his hands continuously. With the surge of mysterious power, a bright purple halo gradually took shape in his hands, emitting dazzling light.

Dong Ying shouted loudly: "Everyone, don't hold back your strength, and go all out to resist this black evil wind, otherwise none of us will leave here alive!" His voice was full of majesty and determination, which made people feel inspired.