In the endless dark sea of divine, two slightly strange flames were burning, one of which was light green, like a blooming celestial cereus, occupying the center of the sea of divine.
Another black flame kept twisting and moving, trying to approach the center of the divine sea, trying to occupy its own territory. From the black fireworks, you could feel the evil, monster, and terrifying aura.
"Is this Youlian Minghuo?"
Zhuo Bufan looked at the black flame and felt a heart-pounding sense of threat from it.
Within the Sky-Suppressing Axis, the Ninth Prince suddenly used Youlian Minghuo to attack Zhuo Bufan's soul. If Zhuo Bufan had not obtained the inheritance of the demon Tan Lengyan in the ice field, he would have burned him at that time.
Soul, even if the soul is elixir, cannot destroy the soul, it can at least destroy fifty percent of the soul's power.
If you lose fifty percent of your soul power, you will fall into endless sleep. At the speed of your soul's self-recovery, you won't know how long it will take to wake up.
"What a strong Youlian Minghuo, almost no less powerful than the demon Tan Leng Yan, it seems that the ninth prince has not completely refined this Youlian Minghuo. Otherwise, while attacking me, control Youlian Minghuo attack
My soul, I'm afraid I can't support the present."
Zhuo Bufan thought in his heart.
In fact, just like Zhuo Bufan guessed, after the Ninth Prince obtained the Youlian Minghuo, he did not immediately refine it into his own treasure. He was only able to control the Youlian Minghuo for the time being and could not exert its maximum power.
Now, the two flames seem to be resisting each other, and the pressure also makes Zhuo Bufan very uncomfortable. This discomfort does not come from the body, but from the soul.
"What should I do now? Drive Youlian Minghuo out of his own sea of divine deity." Zhuo Bufan frowned and tried hard to think about the method.
Youlian Minghuo seemed to have always wanted to devour his soul, and the black flames kept rising and their power became stronger and stronger.
"Just a gamble."
Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth. If he could not resist passively all the time, his soul would feel tired for a long time. Sooner or later, he would be swallowed by the Youlian Nether Fire, and even more so, the power of the soul suppressed by the Youlian Nether Fire.
Your own strength will also be sharply reduced.
The only way now is to use the demon Tan Leng Yan to conquer Youlian Minghuo.
"Swallow."
Accompanied by Zhuo Bufan's divine thought control, the light green flame located in the center of the divine sea suddenly rose, and the soul's power surged and began to suppress Youlian Minghuo.
In the dark sea of gods, the light green flames burned up in a monster. It seemed that I felt the sudden surge of pressure on the demon Tan Leng Yan. The Youlian Nether Fire also began to rise and burn, and the two flames kept in the sea of gods.
Confrontation and struggle.
"pain……"
Zhuo Bufan's face suddenly faded, and a pain from his soul almost made his whole body tremble.
The two flames actually fused together, one on one side was blue and the other on the other, constantly entangled and fought against each other, all trying to swallow the other side. Yao Tan Leng Yan was Zhuo Bufan's soul, but now it was fused with the black flame, which was equivalent to letting You again
Pity the soul with the fire of darkness.
The pain of scorching the soul is far beyond the ordinary people's ability to bear.
"Second Young Master."
In the quiet room, Zhen Yuanzi, who was hovering in the air, saw Zhuo Bufan showing such a painful appearance, and his face changed drastically.
"No, I can't admit defeat. I also have to protect my relatives. I also have to go to Xuanjie Sect. I also have to find Langya Jun and the Huoshuixian to take revenge. I must not die like this!"
Zhuo Bufan kept firming his will torn due to pain in his mind. He lived a life of life for two lives and realized more life. After countless dangers, his willpower had already reached a terrifying level.
With willpower, the soul flame is condensed, and the soul fire is constantly countering the Youlian Ming Fire.
Just like participating in a marathon, people with weak willpower often cannot persevere, while people with strong willpower can often achieve results that exceed their usual level...
As if feeling Zhuo Bufan's tenacious willpower, the demon Tan Leng Yan began to rise continuously, showing advantages, and constantly oppressing Youlian Minghuo.
Such a fight made Zhuo Bufan feel extremely tired, his hearing began to weaken, his spiritual thoughts began to blur, and his perception gradually declined.
It is not difficult to fight, but the difficult thing is that you cannot see the hope of victory, and how long will you last if you cannot see it?
In this state, every second makes him feel as long as ten thousand years have passed. No matter how strong the willpower is, the power of the soul is fixed. If he continues to fight like this, the soul will always be exhausted.
When running a marathon, no matter how strong the athlete's willpower is, there is a limit to physical strength. Willpower cannot control the increase in physical strength. When the physical strength is completely exhausted, no matter how strong the willpower is, it will have no effect.
Cold sweat as big as beans flowed down Zhuo Bufan's cheeks, and his whole body was already soaked in cold sweat, and every muscle and cell in his body seemed to be trembling.
"How to control this Youlian Minghuo? What a strong attack power..."
After fighting each other, especially Yao Tan Leng Yan is Zhuo Bufan's soul, he can clearly feel the violent and evil aura on Youlian's Nether Fire.
"Second Young Master, open your mouth."
Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan, who was in a meditative state, heard Zhen Yuanzi's voice.
Subconsciously, Zhuo Bufan opened his mouth and felt a few things thrown into his mouth, "This is Liuren Buddha Fruit..."
"Second Master, this is what I found in the Ninth Prince's Space Ring. After eating it, you can increase your soul strength."
Zhen Yuanzi's voice came again.
Swallowing into the Liuren Buddha Fruit has no taste, and it turns into energy and overflows the whole body.
At the same time, in the dark sea of divine lights, several colorful streams flew into the demon Tan Leng Yan. In an instant, the demon Tan Leng Yan suddenly surged again, replenished with energy, becoming stronger and more solid.
Rumble...
An explosion suddenly appeared in the sea of divine deity, and Zhuo Bufan felt an unbearable pain coming and he instantly lost consciousness.
I don’t know how long it has passed, two strange flames are burning in the endless Black Sea of God.
A flame is light green, like a blooming cereal.
A flame is pitch black, darker and more weird than the black of the Divine Sea, giving people a sense of danger.
I don’t know how long it has been, Zhuo Bufan raised his heavy eyelids and captured the light.
"Ah, my head hurts so much." Zhuo Bufan rubbed his temples and stood up slowly. At this moment, he was still in the quiet room. There were ghost banners floating in the four corners of the quiet room, surrounded by strange black mist, forming "iron locks"
The entire quiet room is protected.
"Zhen Yuanzi."
Zhuo Bufan frowned. Without his orders, Zhen Yuanzi could not have left alone. (To be continued)