After the words fell, Xiaotian no longer stayed, his young body flashed quickly on the ground, and disappeared from Ling Yunfeng's sight in a few flashes.
"The strength of the Sky-winged Flame Lion has almost been worn off. It's time to go and have a look." After hearing Xiaotian's words, Ling Yunfeng remembered the Sky-winged Flame Lion in the Lianding Space. Fortunately, Xiaotian reminded him, otherwise
He might even have forgotten it.
Immediately, Ling Yunfeng smiled slightly and asked the nine-tailed Tmall and the four-winged Qingluan to practice respectively. Then he gently waved his sleeves and his figure suddenly disappeared into the space where he originally stood.
Ling Yunfeng is the master of the Cauldron Refining Space. Everything in the space is under his control. If he wants to go to any corner of the Cauldron Refining Space, he can instantly penetrate the space and move there with just a movement of his heart. There is no need to walk.
past……
In a void space, the huge body of the Sky-winged Flame Lion lay limply on the ground. His whole body was dirty, and the fur on his body seemed to have been burnt by flames. It was all scorched black, and there was no good fur on his body.
The few sparse pieces of fur left on the Sky-Wing Flame Lion's body were also burned to a yellowish color and lost their luster. They were directly stuck together by the blood seeping from the body, and stuck to the body piece by piece. The body lost the protection of the fur.
Pieces of mottled flesh and blood were immediately revealed, and from time to time some dark red blood mixed with pitch-black coke flowed out.
At this time, the Tianyi Flame Lion's breath was all sluggish, the air coming out of his mouth was too much, and he didn't even have the strength to roar. Looking at the pitiful appearance, he still didn't have the kingly look he had when he first saw him.
The momentum is just like that of a sick cat, maybe even a sick cat is stronger than it is now.
At this time, the Sky-Wing Flame Lion's eyes were lifeless and his spirit was listless. He looked so pitiful that it was almost unbearable to look at him.
The Sky-Wing Flame Lion has no idea where this damn space is. It is lying here. Although its eyes can see the void space within a few miles around it, its range of activities is only a few hundred meters. Once it moves,
, it will be instantly blocked by some kind of invisible barrier, and even if it hits its head and bleeds, it cannot break this invisible barrier away.
Moreover, two fire dragons, one white and one yellow, will appear in this space every once in a while to attack it. It is a fire attribute monster, and it is not very afraid of flames originally, but the flames of the two fire dragons, one white and one yellow, are
It's too powerful, even stronger than the red fire it spits out, directly burning it to a point where it would be worse than death.
In the past few days, it has suffered extreme physical and spiritual torture, and its spirit has already collapsed.
The Sky-Wing Flame Lion had already guessed that this was definitely the damned abominable human boy in black robes who did it, but in the past few days, it couldn't see that damn human boy at all, and it couldn't even beg for mercy from him. It was simply screaming.
The sky is not responding every day, causing the earth and the earth to become inoperable...
"Sky-Wing Flame Lion, how are you? Are you having a good time these days?" At this moment, a long voice suddenly came from the ears of Sky-Wing Flame Lion.
Hearing this voice, the Sky-Wing Flame Lion felt happy in his heart, and his whole body trembled suddenly. It could be said that this voice was unforgettable to him, and there was no one else except that abominable black-robed human being.
Immediately, the Sky-Wing Flame Lion opened its eyes quickly and with difficulty, and suddenly saw the human black-robed boy who was deeply impressed in his mind standing a few meters in front of it.
Seeing this abominable human being, the Sky-Wing Flame Lion didn't know where the strength came from at this time, and screamed "wuwu" several times, but the sound seemed weak. The giant bell-like pupils stared at Ling Yunfeng with eyes full of
Anger, but mostly fear and fear.
"Sky-Wing Flame Lion, I give you two choices now. The first is to surrender to me and become my mount. Second, I can kill you right now." Ling Yunfeng looked at the Sky-Wing Flame Lion and said calmly.
Listening to Ling Yunfeng's words, the Sky-Wing Flame Lion suddenly showed hesitation in its eyes. It didn't seem to want to die, but it also didn't want to be a human mount or a human mount. This was simply a shame for it with noble blood flowing in its body.
insult.
"You don't have a choice. If you don't agree, I will cure you first and then let you live the same life as you did a few days ago." Seeing that the Sky Wing Flame Lion was still hesitating, Ling Yunfeng spoke again.
"Woo." Hearing this, the Sky-Wing Flame Lion suddenly trembled, using up his last bit of strength, he hurriedly whined and nodded his head in agreement.
It didn't want to live the kind of life it had a few days ago. It would be better to kill it than to let it live that kind of life again, but it didn't even have the strength to die at this time.
Seeing that the Sky-winged Flame Lion finally agreed, Ling Yunfeng also breathed a sigh of relief. He was really reluctant to kill this magical beast with unlimited potential. However, if there was really no other way, he could only
The killer was ruthless.
"Okay, but I still don't believe you. I want to place a soul mark on your soul." Ling Yunfeng said.
Who can guarantee that the Sky-Wing Flame Lion will truly surrender to him? As long as the soul mark is placed, it is equivalent to holding the other person's life in one's own hands.
As long as the other party has thoughts that are not good for you, you will know it immediately, and you can destroy the other party's soul with just a thought. That is absolute safety.
"..." When the Tianyi Flame Lion heard that Ling Yunfeng was about to place a soul mark on his soul, his eyes hesitated again. After the soul was marked by the other party, his life was completely in the hands of the other party.
"You have no choice. My patience is limited." Ling Yunfeng's eyes darkened and he shouted.
"Woo." Seeing Ling Yunfeng angry, the Sky-Wing Flame Lion nodded hurriedly, really afraid that Ling Yunfeng was letting him live a life worse than that of a beast.
"Okay, don't resist. I will arrange the soul mark now. Once I have arranged it, I will let you go." Ling Yunfeng said, and then sat down cross-legged directly in front of the Sky-Wing Flame Lion.
Taking a deep breath, his handprints flew up. In just a short moment, Ling Yunfeng's whole body was suddenly surrounded by a blood-red light.
The blood soul pill in his mind also rotated rapidly, and several blood-red energy flowed out from the blood soul pill. This energy was different from the martial energy energy. There was a breath of soul within the blood-red energy.
Invisibly, it makes people's soul feel depressed.
The blood-red energy left the Blood Soul Pill and surged crazily through the veins in Ling Yunfeng's body, finally converging towards the palm of Ling Yunfeng's right hand.
In an instant, the light in the palm of Ling Yunfeng's right hand suddenly surged, and the dazzling blood-colored light illuminated the entire space red.
In just a few breaths, a bright bloody palm print formed on the palm of Ling Yunfeng's right hand. The palm print was filled with a pressure that made people tremble in their souls.
"Soul-controlling seal! Go!" When the palm print was completely condensed, Ling Yunfeng shouted softly and pushed the palm print into the air with his right palm.
"Ouch! Gu!" A vague animal cry suddenly filled the space. The sound was like the roar of all beasts. It looked like a dragon but not a dragon, a phoenix but not a phoenix, a suspected tiger but not a tiger, and a suspected lion but not a lion.
.The sound is not very loud, but it is like roaring violently in the soul, making the soul tremble.
At the same time, the crystal bloody palm print left Ling Yunfeng's palm, swept forward into the air, hovered in mid-air, and immediately turned into dozens of times its original size. The secret lines on the palm print lingered, as if flowing on the palm print, and there seemed to be thousands of things.
The shadows of beasts are galloping around, dragons are leaping and tigers are leaping, phoenixes are dancing and lions are roaring.
The huge soul pressure coming from the palm print seemed to make everything surrender.
Feeling the powerful pressure from the soul, the Sky-Wing Flame Lion looked a little confused and surprised. This was the first time it had seen such a method.
After the bloody palm print grew to a certain extent on the top of the Sky-Wing Flame Lion's head, a sudden "whoosh" sound swept into the center of the Sky-Wing Flame Lion's eyebrows.
The Soul-Controlling Spirit Seal entered the mind of the Sky-Wing Flame Lion from between its brows. In the latter's mind, there was a mini version of the Sky-Wing Flame Lion seeing the aura permeating the Soul-Controlling Spirit Seal. It trembled all over and wanted to avoid it.
"Don't resist." At this moment, Ling Yunfeng said softly.
Hearing Ling Yunfeng's voice, the mini version of the Sky-Wing Flame Lion hesitated for a moment, then stopped resisting and stood quietly on the spot.
The soul-controlling seal instantly merged into the head of the mini version of the Sky-Wing Flame Lion without any obstruction, forming a mysterious mark surrounded by secret texts on the forehead of the mini-version of the Sky-Wing Flame Lion.
Immediately, Ling Yunfeng's handprint changed, and he once again shot several streaks of bloody light into the eyebrows of the Sky-Wing Flame Lion. These streaks of light rushed into the latter's eyebrows, and immediately rushed into the patch on the forehead of the mini-version of the Sky-Wing Flame Lion.
On the mysterious mark.
As these bloody streams of light merged into the mysterious mark, the mysterious mark suddenly became more bloody, and the secret text on it circulated rapidly.
After a while, the blood light receded, and the mark became more solid. At this time, the blood soul mark was truly arranged.
After placing the mark, Ling Yunfeng slowly retracted his palm mark, exhaled gently, and his face turned a little pale.
After exhaling slightly, he took out a few pills and stuffed them into his mouth. Ling Yunfeng then got up and walked over, stuffed a few healing pills into the mouth of the Sky-Wing Flame Lion, and said:
"Take these pills and you will get better faster."
The Sky-Wing Flame Lion swallowed the elixir without any hesitation. At this time, it was no longer afraid that Ling Yunfeng would do anything unfavorable to him. Anyway, his life was in the hands of the other party. How could the other party deal with anything worse than this?
Is it something serious?
After the elixir was swallowed, the Sky-Wing Flame Lion suddenly felt a warm and fused energy coming out of its lower abdomen, seeping into its flesh and blood, repairing its damaged tissues.
Feeling the changes in the body, the Sky-Wing Flame Lion couldn't help but raise its tired eyelids and glance at Ling Yunfeng gratefully.
"Don't worry, you won't regret following me. You have damaged your foundation by burning your blood. I will help you refine some elixirs in a few days, and I guarantee that you will recover within half a year." Ling Yunfeng said softly.
Hearing this, the Tianyi Flame Lion looked at Ling Yunfeng with a more grateful look, and also had a good impression of this master. It usually takes less than a year or two to recover from damage to its foundation. It can recover within half a day, but it wants to