Preparation timeOn the fifth day, it was also when the monster side finally completed all the preparations, and after waking up all the remaining monster emperors except for the Sword Burning Emperor, they marched towards the third fortress they targeted, where the Thunder Fortress was located.
The refining of wind and dust has finally come to an end: After he completely assimilated the black flame in front of him, and could barely manipulate the other party, the circle disappeared completely.
It was also at this time that the departing Ye Ningxiang finally returned, which made Fengchen's originally nervous mood suddenly feel much more relaxed.
Both hands seemed to grasp this black flame, constantly rolling up the wind, mixed with fire control techniques, suppressing the flame that was still bursting, and Fengchen looked at the silent Ye Ning Xiang on the side: "What should I do now, this flame doesn't seem to go away at all."
Yes, since it was generated two days ago, even after a long period of refining, the pitch-black flame in front of him has never been extinguished.
Even the total amount has not decreased in the slightest, even though Fengchen already has the right to control, but he doesn't know how to start.
Thoughts have no effect on this flame, after all, even the spiritual flame of the Blood Pupil Technique is just the nourishment of this flame.
Fengchen had tried to continuously extract and differentiate this flame, but no matter what he did, as long as it involved this level of operation, even if he used wind, fire, and thoughts, he would be swallowed up by the black flame in front of him.
Then, it did not increase the total amount, as if everything that was extra was sent to nothingness by it, so that the wind and dust could not see a bottom at all.
Because of this, my heart became extremely nervous.
"Are you afraid of pain" Ye Ningxiang didn't answer Fengchen, but asked a question that made Fengchen feel bad.
"What do you want to do, I warn you, if you dare, ahhh Under the manipulation of this external force, while the flames broke out instantly, his body not only did not take half a step back, but actually chose to move forward.
In the next second, the black flame burrowed into Feng Chen's body, bringing bursts of heart-wrenching pain: Even if it was Qing Lianyi's deliberate punishment when he was seriously injured in the wind and dust, and the severe pain at this moment, it was insignificant.
After all, Qing Ripple at that time still knew what was called proportion, and he just wanted to heal his body of wind and dust.
And the black flame at this moment, except for destruction, has no emotion.
It's just a face, and the arm that was first broken through by the wind and dust was burned away little by little under the severe pain.
Seeing that the flames were about to fully invade the body and completely incinerate himself to death, it was also at this desperate moment that the culprit who manipulated Fengchen's body: Ye Ning Xiang, finally had a new move.
Bringing the dust into contact with the black flame is only the first step.
And the second step to do next was also in front of Fengchen's eyes, under his stunned gaze, and gradually appeared.
The arm, which was originally completely devoured by the black flames, accompanied by the silk spirit thread that swam out of Ye Ning Xiang's hand, gradually recovered in an incredible state: There was no contact with the black flames, and it was clear that it penetrated through the flames, but as if nothing had happened, it directly acted on the void, gradually reshaping the arm of the wind and dust in this way.
"Like, there's something different" may also be connected with his own body, in this reshaped pair of arms, Fengchen can feel a strangeness.
And it is very direct, appearing in his sight: for this black flame that can devour everything, it seems that from this moment on, only the reshaped arm has a little resistance ability, and it is not so easy to be destroyed.
Even with a little effort, using fire control techniques and wind to control and suppress it, this black flame that should have been extinguished at the touch was actually in a gentler way, moving back and forth in the reshaped arm, and even being able to be held in the palm of the hand.
Although once this control was relaxed, the black flames would still directly engulf the reshaped arm of the wind and dust in an instant.
But at this time, Ye Ningxiang will also strike again, condensing a new arm.
And the affinity is also gradually rising with continuous remodeling.
It's not just the body, but after realizing this change, Fengchenxin is also much more relieved.
Maybe the pain is still so unbearable, but I have psychological preparation and expectation: As the body gradually collapses and reshapes, the same changes are reborn.
But soon, Fengchen realized an important problem: The black flames continued to erode, and soon approached Fengchen's head and waist.
In these two positions, there is no important divine consciousness and dantian existence, and it is also a position that Fengchen is extremely afraid of.
Although the reshaping method of Ye Ning Xiang did impress him, but after all, this is still the origin of a cultivator, can it be ...
Well, without giving Fengchen much chance to doubt, the black flames burst out again.
While instantly sweeping away all the remaining parts, it also destroyed the divine consciousness and dantian that had not been reshaped in any way in this instant.
Because the divine consciousness was also destroyed, Fengchen was destined to be unable to figure out this process of remodeling, because he had lost consciousness.
When he woke up, he found that the black flames that had been raging in the entire attic, and even almost provoked the night incense, had all disappeared.
In the entire attic, only he and Ye Ningxiang were left, as well as the small lampstand and utuán.
"It's over" I don't know how to describe what happened to Fang Cai, and I don't even have the last memory, so Fengchen had to ask.
"Well, thank you" Ye Ningxiang nodded, with strange emotions in her eyes, staring at Fengchen and saying softly.
"That flame, what the hell is it" may have brought a very terrifying encounter to himself, thinking of the black flame just now, I don't know if it is because I have too many flames, or because the birth of that flame comes from myself, Fengchen asked with interest.
"You can give him a name yourself, because that flame was created by yourself," Ye Ningxiang said lightly.
But as long as you are careful, it is not difficult to find that when she said that she would let Fengchen give a name to the black flame, her eyes trembled a little.
"I created it, but I can't seem to make that flame right now."
Startled by Ye Ningxiang's words, Fengchen instinctively wanted to ignite that black flame.
But as soon as his divine sense turned and his spiritual power moved, a black flame did appear in front of him, but it was just the dark fire that he was accustomed to, and the terrifying black flame just now, it was not a high-grade thing at all.
"Or if I want to make that flame, I have to follow the previous steps, and then I have to use the power of the circle" Suddenly thinking of something, Fengchen couldn't help but look at Ye Ningxiang, but found that after the other party nodded, he shook his head again.
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"You don't need to rely on the power of the magic circle anymore, the reason why you need to use the magic circle to generate this time is because the four flames you have have never experienced fusion before, and they are extremely repulsive, and they need to be forcibly suppressed by the magic circle."
"And without a magic circle, it is impossible to control the black flames that have just formed, once they lose control, even if they are me, they can't stop them."
"But now, your body has been reshaped by me, and it has the quality of affinity with the new black flame, and the four flames that you have generated will not be so obvious because of the experience of fusing together, and the rejection of each other will not be so obvious."
"Even if you don't pass the magic circle, with your current cultivation, you can barely do one or two.
It may not be possible to condense such a large amount of black flames, but it is not difficult to condense only a very small part. ” Ye Ningxiang patiently explained, seemingly very familiar with this black flame.
"yes, that means I can fight with that kind of flame" Fengchen's eyes lit up, which was undoubtedly good news.
Only by personally experiencing the horror of that kind of flame can Feng Chen know how weak his current flame is.
If it weren't for the help of the night incense, the wind and dust would not be able to control this flame, I am afraid that a face will be destroyed by this flame.
Maybe the amount is a little off, but the most terrifying thing about this flame is that the amount of his power does not depend on the quantity.
Even if it is only the size of a mung bean, as long as it is contaminated with a body that has not been reshaped, it can gradually eat away the wind and dust.
This is a force that cannot be resisted, and with the cultivation of the First Heavy Realm at this moment, it is completely impossible to resist, almost equivalent to the full force of the Venerable of the Double Realm.
Of course, it's not that a large amount is useless, if there is only a little bit like a mung bean, even if it touches the other party's body, it is contaminated to continue to devour, and the other party can also escape destruction through the means of a strong man's wrist.
But if it's a quantity that can swallow the whole person in an instant, then I'm sorry, and there is basically no possibility of living.
"Then again, if I let out that kind of flame, how do I take it back?"
Feng Chen thought of a question.
The so-called invitation to God is easy to send God, but the wind and dust are not less troubled by the black flame: No matter what he commanded, the flame was like that, neither increasing nor decreasing.
How much is generated, and that amount has been maintained, so that the wind and dust are helpless.
"Your divine consciousness has been reshaped, and you have the ability to give orders to that kind of flame, but you may be a little unaccustomed to it at first, and you also need to communicate with that kind of flame more and practice, otherwise, there will still be a possibility of going berserk."
Ye Ningxiang said.
"Okay, then I'll try to get familiar with it in the past two days, by the way, what's the battle situation outside now, has our side been completely defeated?"
Suddenly remembering that it was already the fifth day after the defeat of the First Moon Fortress, if the monster side attacked fast enough, maybe the seven fortress Great Walls had been completely destroyed, and then it would really be the end of mankind, Fengchen couldn't help asking.
There was indeed some nervousness and anxiety between his words, but he didn't have such a tall mind and spirit: all he was worried about was Wang Ruochen and the others, as well as those cultivators who had crossed paths with him.
As for the other cultivators, it's just a matter of passing.
"Do you want all the monsters to die?"
Without answering Fengchen's question, the Lord of Monsters, Ye Ningxiang, asked at this moment.
Fengchen didn't know what the question of night incense meant.
He is even more unclear that once his answer is not good, the possible result will be a matter of life and death for human beings.
He just glanced at Ye Ningxiang with some kindness, it seemed to be strange, why this peerless powerhouse with terrifying strength suddenly asked such a question, it was really clueless.
But he still answered very seriously, and said his heart, the truest thought: "If it was before I was saved by you, I would have told you without hesitation, of course I want all the monsters to die, because in this way, my enemies will also die together."
Hearing Fengchen's words, Ye Ningxiang's eyes were full of different emotions, but before this emotion gradually became stronger, Fengchen's next sentence also came out: "But now, as I have taken revenge, I may still know that those monsters are our enemies, and we must find a way to kill them in order to save our lives.
Moreover, the killing and hatred caused by those things are far from being so easy to erase.
But in fact, as far as I'm concerned, it doesn't matter if they die or not. ” "I'm not that great and selfless, and I will stand in the perspective of the entire human cultivator to judge whether a monster should die or not."
"Anyway, for me, I killed the biggest enemy, and the rest of them don't actually have much grudge against me, but they want to destroy the world I'm in, so I'll still fight them."
"But if they become the weaker side, there is no possibility of threatening me, and no new hatred arises, probably, I myself will not think of killing them, and I will not stop the others."
"I'm not going to defend these monsters that are harmful to us, but I'm not going to be so desperate to kill them.
Even if the same crisis breaks out again, my reason for going to war is never for others, but only for myself. ” "Why, do you think I'm very selfish" Seeing that Ye Ningxiang didn't speak, Fengchen couldn't help laughing.
Fengchen is not the child he was three years ago, he knows very well that what he just said, if it falls in front of some people who have a deep hatred for monsters, or even if he has failed to kill the Thousand Stone King before, he will be treated as a traitor.
But sometimes it's like this, Fengchen is not a noble person, and he doesn't want to deceive himself.
Originally, cultivators didn't have that so-called sense of collectivity, as if in the face of the attack of monsters, nearly half of the sects chose to avoid fighting, which was not surprising.
Many times, the collective sense of a cultivator is only concentrated in small groups such as families and sects, and not in the so-called world
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