Because it is overbearing, it is the only thing among the three qi in the world that can harm the soul.
This is also one of the reasons why the warriors of the great domain are disgusted with the magicians of the demon domain. When fighting them, the demonic energy of the magicians will wrap around the bodies of the warriors of the great domain, gradually destroying the souls of the warriors and harming human warriors at the soul level.
The demonic flame is a qualitative change of the demonic energy, which can also be said to be the materialization of the demonic energy.
In order for the magic energy to be condensed into magic flames, the requirements for the magician's cultivation are extremely high. Moreover, the purity of the magician's magic energy must be extremely high, otherwise it cannot be condensed into powerful magic flames.
The higher the purity, the stronger the demonic flame condensed from the demonic energy.
As for Mo Tian, relying on the pure demonic energy in the world transformed by the Shura Demonic Body, it can also be said to be Shura Demonic Qi.
The demonic flames transformed from the pure Shura demonic energy are extremely terrifying.
Even if it is such a small group, Breitling Iron Soul trembles when looking at it.
"You! Are you a human or a demon?" Breitling Iron Soul looked at Mo Tian in disbelief.
Judging from Mo Tian's aura, Breitling Iron Soul, Mo Tian is a real person.
But, why can such a real person use such a powerful magic flame?
Judging from the breath of the magic flames and the degree of shock to the soul, the purity of the magic flames in Mo Tian's hands must be extremely high! Even if such a small amount of magic flames touches his soul body, he will definitely be affected.
Quite a bit of damage.
"Why! You, a human warrior, possess the magic flame of a magician! Who are you!" Breitling Iron Soul glared at Mo Tian.
As the spirit iron of the great domain, the spirit of the hundred-year spirit iron is also extremely annoying to the magicians.
Their demonic flames frightened him, and his eyes turned to hatred and anger when he looked at Mo Tian.
"Me?" Mo Tian smiled slightly: "Of course I am a human, but you can also call me Shura."
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and the small handful of demonic flames between his fingers suddenly grew in size, forming a circle of demonic flames surrounding Mo Tian's body.
Terrifying pressure was released from Mo Tian's body, and behind Mo Tian, a huge bloody shadow quietly emerged.
In the hands of the bloody shadow, there is also a ball of burning magic flame.
"Supreme Demon, Shura!" Looking at the bloody shadow appearing behind Mo Tian, the eyes of Centennial Iron Soul were filled with despair.
Originally, he thought that if Mo Tian forcibly refined himself, as long as he struggled, Mo Tian would definitely not be able to successfully refine it. Coupled with the strength of his soul, he could still guarantee that he would not die.
But now, he was completely desperate.
The pressure brought by the bloody shadow behind Mo Tian has made him unable to think of any resistance. In front of the bloody shadow, Breitling Iron Soul can only crawl on the ground.
The body was slightly bent, and Breitling Iron Soul lay unconscious on the ground.
When he looked at Mo Tian, he could only look at him in prayer.
"Give me a pleasure. I won't resist. I hope you can forge my soul quickly." Breitling Iron Soul's voice was very soft and trembling.
Contact with the demon flame to refine the soul will cause great harm to his soul, but after it is refined, his soul will be reborn.
However, this process is very painful. If one is not careful, his soul will be directly broken.
Now he just hopes that Mo Tian will hurry up. If he can successfully refine his soul, he will accept his fate.
Looking at the completely obeyed Breitling Iron Soul, Mo Tian smiled slightly and said: "Lie flat on the ground and feel the tempering of the magic flames. Don't make any resistance. The magic flames will not hurt your soul, but will only help your soul.
Tempered."
Breitling Iron Soul nodded and followed Mo Tian's instructions to lie flat on the ground.
With a tap of his finger, the demonic flames surrounding Mo Tian began to envelope the Breitling Iron Soul.
For a moment, bloody light shone brightly on Breitling Iron Soul's body.
A cold aura swept through the entire spirit iron space.
Different from flame calcination, the temperature of magic flame is divided into extremely cold and extremely hot.
The extremely hot temperature requires Mo Tian to have higher cultivation. Now, he can only use the extremely cold magic flame.
The biting cold penetrated directly into the soul of Breitling Iron Soul, and a layer of snow-white frost condensed on his limbs.
Breitling Iron Soul's body also became extremely stiff.
In the body of Breitling Iron Soul, countless small impurities are gradually secreted out.
It gradually melts after touching the white frost outside.
This process is extremely long and extremely painful.
Under the extreme cold and freezing, the feeling of Breitling Iron Soul was slightly affected.
However, he still showed a very painful expression.
Looking at the hundred-year-old iron soul, Mo Tian also frowned. This was the first time for him to use the magic flame to temper the spirit-iron soul. Now he could only help the hundred-year-old iron soul to temper the soul step by step according to the steps of the fire-tempering soul.
An hour passed.
Most of the white frost on the surface of Breitling Iron Soul has disappeared, and all the impurities secreted from the body are absorbed by the white frost, and then disappear into smoke.
Breitling Iron Soul gritted its teeth and forcibly controlled its soul body not to break.
On the side, Mo Tian also looked at the Breitling Iron Soul nervously. As soon as he found that the Breitling Iron Soul could not bear it, he would immediately stop using the magic flame.
Because it was his first time, Mo Tian was also very careful, afraid of making any mistakes.
Waiting for all the white frost outside Breitling's iron soul to melt, Mo Tian once again summoned a circle of magic flames.
Unlike the first time the white frost appeared, this time the magic flame was directly injected into the Breitling iron soul.
"ah!"
A scream came from the mouth of Breitling Iron Soul, and his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes.
His arms kept hammering the ground, and countless veins popped out.
Mo Tian saw that Breitling Iron Soul seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, so he quickly withdrew the magic flame.
"Don't stop!" Breitling Iron Soul opened his eyes angrily and gritted his teeth and roared.
"But, you can't bear it anymore!" Mo Tian frowned and said in a deep voice.
"I said! Don't stop! If you stop, you have failed..." Breitling Iron Soul's voice gradually became lower.
"What are you doing standing still! Keep going! I can bear it!" Breitling Iron Soul said angrily.
"Yes." Looking at the Breitling Iron Soul, Mo Tian nodded, and the magic flame appeared in his hand again.
This time, he injected all the magic flames into the body of Breitling Iron Soul.
"ah!!"
A roar came from the mouth of Breitling Iron Soul.
Bloody light bloomed instantly, and the body with the soul of Breitling Iron floated in front of Mo Tian.
An hour passed.
The demonic flames surrounding Breitling Iron Soul's body gradually dissipated.
The bloody light also gradually receded, leaving only the Breitling iron soul floating silently.
On his body as white as jade, blood-red lines shimmered from time to time.
Breitling Iron Soul closed its eyes tightly and its body floated quietly in the air.
The surroundings were extremely silent, and Mo Tian's rapid breathing was so clearly audible.
Mo Tian stared closely at the Breitling Iron Soul in front of him. He didn't know whether he succeeded this time.
His fists were clenched tightly, and there were countless beads of sweat secreting from his palms.
Mo Tian swallowed secretly and asked softly: "Are you still there?"
From the outside, Breitling's iron soul seemed to have just fallen into a deep sleep. Outside his soul, the bloody lines appeared like the mark of the magic flame.
Because he is a soul body, Mo Tian cannot tell whether he is still alive from his breathing.
Now, Mo Tian can only rely on the fact that the soul body of Breitling Iron Soul has not been broken to determine that he is not dead yet.
Three hours later.
Mo Tian woke up from training and had recovered all his previous consumption.
He stood up and looked at the Breitling Iron Soul still floating quietly in the air. Mo Tian's eyes were full of disappointment. This time, he might have failed again.
"Eh..." Mo Tian sighed and was about to return to his original body.
A bright light is released from the body of Breitling Iron Soul.
For a moment, Mo Tian's eyes were temporarily blinded, and he didn't know what happened.
Is this a failure or a success?
The glare gradually dissipated, and Mo Tian's eyes became clear again.
In front of him, the originally floating Breitling Iron Soul Body had disappeared.
A soul body with bloody light flowing all over its body stood in front of Mo Tian.
Looking at Mo Tian who opened his eyes, the soul body said softly: "Thank you, you succeeded."