"Then I can't help either."

Hearing the words of the Fenxin Bahuo, King Jiaxiu smiled bitterly: "When Mr. Guan distributed the Skull Shadow Bihun to everyone, he told us to figure out how to integrate the Bihun clone, but my brain is limited and I didn't figure out a good idea, so I had to have a good relationship with Bihun and try not to let it rebel."

"Hahaha……"

Hearing this, Turbo Yang Yan was immediately amused. Seeing it like this, Old King Jiaxiu blushed and felt a little embarrassed. But at this moment, Fen Xin Bahuo said: "Okay, Yang Yan, don't laugh at the fat man, it asked us to help."

"Hi, I know very well about this." Turbo Yang Yan smiled and said, "Boshuo, and I have an idea now."

"Is that true?" When he heard this, King Axiu was overjoyed and asked hurriedly: "What is the solution?"

"Simple, just use arrogant means to make this guy surrender!" Yang Yan smiled wickedly: "Fatty, if you can't do it, just leave it to me and Boss Bahuo to do this."

"Uh, that's it..." King Axiu thought for a while and said, "Okay, but can you do it lightly?"

"Hehehe, don't worry, we will take care of this little thing with our heart." When he said this, Turbo Yang Yan was already excited to approach the Skull Shadow Bihun, who was eating the fire spirit.

"Zhizhi?!" The Skull Shadow Bihun was very good at sensing danger. The guy suddenly realized that the two balls of spiritual fires that were approaching him had bad intentions, so he hurriedly wanted to jump up and fly back to the side of the Arshu King.

"Little thing, don't try to escape!"

"call--"

It was a while, and soon, the Turbo Yangyan suddenly released a fire circle, which obeyed the Skull Shadow Bihun, and instantly tightened and tightened. The Skull Shadow Bihun screamed at the Arsenal King. Seeing its pitiful look for help, Arsenal King almost spoke up for it.

"Fatty, now you are too indulging in the Bihun, it's not good for you." Seeing that the Arsai King took a step forward and wanted to speak, Fen Xin Bahuo immediately spoke, "I want us to help you, but you can't say anything pleading at this time."

"Okay, okay, as long as you take it easy." The King of Arssie had no choice but to whisper to Shouying Bihun: "You should ask for more blessings, try to follow Bahuo and Yang Yan, don't resist, don't ask for trouble."

"Squeak squeak..." Hearing this, the whine of the Skull Shadow Bihun was abrupt. If it could cry, it should have been so scared that it was so scared that it burst into tears. But at this moment, Turbo Yang Yan suddenly tightened the fire circle of Bihun and shouted: "Be honest with me!"

"Crack!" The next moment, the bird's soul was strangled and made a harsh sound. The bird's soul suddenly lost consciousness and became confused. She would neither struggle nor shout.

"Well, it's still the same now. Fatty, you gave it a little more spiritual energy before, making this guy become more bloated the more you eat, and making it feel easy to bully. This is why you often lose your temper and act coquettishly at you. I have told you that people like it must be strictly disciplined."

Turbo Yang Yan said, as he approached Shouying Bihun to take a closer look.

Then, it continued: "According to my inference, the reason why this guy was able to be refined into a clone that adapts to various spiritual energy is because it can absorb those spiritual energy itself. It is a strange thing that the ancient skull tribe could actually produce this thing after death."

"Yes, you're right." The King of Arshu nodded repeatedly, and then asked again: "What are you going to do?"

"I just said that? It's the quickest way to use brute force to make the Skull Shadow Bihun surrender. Although it's a bit rougher, it's the fastest way."

Turbo Yang Yan said at this moment: "My method is to let Boss Bahuo and I send you fire spirit energy until the limit of your body endurance is stopped. Then you release all the spiritual fire pressures of the three of us to make Bihun completely surrender."

"In this way, it can obey your command and turn into a spiritual clone."

"Uh, this idea sounds good." After hearing this, King Axiu said immediately: "Okay, it's also a huge test for me, let's give it a try."

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Even though the Arsenal King has been good at controlling fire for a long time, it is still a bit difficult for it to bear the full output of the two spiritual fire bodies. These two forces are not only extremely hot, but also squeeze the bones around the Arsenal King. It is not an exaggeration to call it extreme pain.

"Hey, fat man, how about it?" Turbo Yang Yan asked at this time: "Can you withstand the next round of spiritual fire impact?"

"Hahahaha--" At this moment, the King of Arsenal was laughing loudly, and in fact his whole body was trembling. It gritted its teeth and said, "What's this? It's just a little bit, come again!"

"Okay, tough enough, Boss Bahuo, let's double the previous 30% power."

"Is there a 60% fire spirit? Yes."

"Uh?!" Hearing the conversation between Yang Yan and Ba Huo, King Jiaxiu's heart suddenly sank: "Oh, am I pretending to be a little too much?"

"Boom boom boom!" But before the Arsenal King had time to hesitate, two flames suddenly fell fiercely on its head, burning it all over its body with a "wavy bang" sound!

"Uh ah ah ah——" The roar of the Arsenal King was deafening. It did not expect that the fire released by the two spiritual fire bodies could be so powerful.

Although it has developed a strong fire resistance, it still cannot suppress the pain and screams. Fortunately, at the last moment, King Axiu still persisted.

"Okay, okay, you can hold on to the fireworks that we jointly released in two rounds, and your fire resistance can be improved by a huge amount. This is not just enduring the pain in vain." Fen Xin Bahuo said: "Okay, there are the last ten rounds of flame baptism..."

"What? There are ten rounds?!" Hearing this, the body of the Arsenal King shook and almost staggered and fell to the ground. Turbo Yang Yan immediately laughed and said, "Hehe, Boss Bahuo is teasing you. In fact, there are only three rounds of flames in total, and only the last time is left."

"Hahaha-How about fat man? Are you very surprised?" Fenxin Bahuo asked with a wicked smile at this time. "Boss Bahuo, are you trying to scare me to have a cardiac arrest?" King Axiu cried out and complained immediately.

"Actually, we are also doing it for your own good. This is called the mental transfer method, taught by Mr. Guan."
Chapter completed!