Dou Po's Endless Devour

"The power of fused fighting spirit is so terrifying!"

Xiao Ding was surprised, but broke into a cold sweat.

He had thought about fusion in the Dantian space before, but luckily he didn't do it, otherwise he would lose control and blow himself into pieces.

"The destructive power of your fighting spirit is no less than that of the Great Fighter's full blow."

Yao Lao looked at Xiao Ding Youyou: "Your bloodline is really scary. You are born with the talent to fight across different levels, but it is a bit dangerous. If you are not careful, you will lose your cultivation. No wonder it disappeared in ancient times."

"ancient time?"

Xiao Ding was stunned for a moment. Did the old man think too much? At most, he had the Xiao clan's Dou Emperor bloodline, but could he have other ancient bloodlines?

"Well, the ancient times were very glorious, far from what they are now. Your terrifying talent definitely comes from some powerful bloodline at that time."

Yao Lao was determined, apart from blood, he couldn't think of any other possibilities.

"maybe."

Xiao Ding was noncommittal. His system was considered a special talent, and it was not impossible to use it as a bloodline.

"You'd better not reveal this bloodline power to others easily, as you might be targeted easily."

Yao Lao reminded: "There are many evil methods in this world that can directly rob the power of your bloodline."

"I know that even if I use this kind of fusion fighting energy in the future, I will try to hide it as much as possible."

Xiao Ding nodded. Now he tested it outside the body and proved the terrifying power of fused fighting spirit.

However, it also reflects a problem, that is, it is very difficult to control. It requires strong soul power and cannot make mistakes.

Otherwise, it will explode suddenly like just now.

It's okay outside, but if it's inside the Dantian, it's equivalent to committing suicide.

"Wind attribute fighting spirit is the most unstable. After joining, the fused fighting spirit will easily explode."

Xiao Ding recalled the situation just now and decided to combine the fighting spirit of wood, the fighting spirit of fire, and the fighting spirit of wind at the back.

Once he can fuse it more stably, he can cast the Dou Qi version of the Buddha's Furious Fire Lotus. It may not be as powerful as the pure alien fire version, but it is safe and controllable, and can be used multiple times.

After all, what fuses and explodes is fighting spirit, and it recovers very quickly.

Xiao Ding waved his hand and used his Dou Qi gauze to block the flying sand and dust from affecting the stewed snake soup.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, released a ray of fighting energy in each hand on his left and right hands, and began to try to control the stability of the fused fighting energy.

One green and one yellow Dou Qi merged to form yellow-green Dou Qi, which expanded rapidly.

Xiao Ding's eyes flashed, his soul power exploded, and he tried his best to control this ray of fighting spirit.

At this time, the advantages of Fen Jue are revealed. This skill itself swallows the strange fire, integrates the power of the strange fire to evolve, and can be replaced with fighting spirit.

Combining his own experience and Fen Jue, Xiao Ding used his soul power to stabilize this ray of fused fighting spirit. Instead of expanding, it began to shrink, turning into a new, purer fighting spirit.

This is the first generation of fusion fighting spirit. Xiao Ding senses the changes in this power while continuing to control it.

If he could control this fused fighting spirit just like other single-attribute fighting spirit, his experiment would be considered a success.

Only then can he fully utilize the benefits of the three fighting cyclones.

Otherwise, he would only have three times the fighting spirit of ordinary people, and he would be very suitable for practicing fighting skills corresponding to the three attributes.

For the improvement of combat effectiveness, three separate cyclone boosts are not too great.

Yao Lao looked envious. This was his talent. Even if he practiced the Huang-level skills, he could still develop the pure fighting spirit that could only be cultivated through the Xuan-level skills.

When Fen swallows the strange fire and evolves, this kid's fighting spirit will further advance and will always be one level higher than the normal state.

"Wouldn't it be possible to cultivate the fighting spirit that can only be cultivated with heaven-level skills if you have earth-level skills?"

Yao Lao sighed, in his opinion, no one among the eight ancient clans could match this kind of bloodline power.

Even the strongest soul clan and ancient clan today will probably be inferior in terms of sheer strength and purity of fighting spirit in the future.

"It's a pity. If you had your own bloodline that corresponded to the inheritance of ancient powerful clans, it would be much easier to practice. But now you have to figure it out on your own."

Yao Lao said regretfully.

"The path I take on my own is far more powerful than following others. Sooner or later, my path will reach the top of the world."

Xiao Ding confidently said that he was now fully exploring the benefits provided by the system.

By making good use of these three major fighting cyclones and cultivating the fusion of fighting spirit, the power will be more than five times that of ordinary fighting spirit, and you can completely stand out from the crowd.

There will be new cyclones born in the future. If they continue to integrate other attributes of fighting spirit, the power of his fighting spirit will definitely reach ten times that of ordinary ones of the same level.

By then, fighting over levels will be commonplace and very easy.

"If you are ambitious, I am very excited to see how far you can go!"

Yao Lao smiled, and vaguely saw in his mind that one day in the future, this boy would make the elites of all races doubt their lives simply by relying on his fighting spirit.

Without disturbing Xiao Ding's cultivation, Yao Lao prepared to return the ring and continue his recovery.

This kid grew up so fast, and he decided that he had to recover quickly, otherwise he might catch up with him.

"Yao Lao, look at the snake soup for me and stir it twice with a spoon."

Xiao Ding tilted his head and reminded that he could still speak now that he was fused with fighting spirit. This showed that the pressure was not too great and that the fusion of the two attributes of fighting spirit was still within his control.

"I don't want to eat your snake soup, why should I watch it for you?"

The old medicine is not good.

"It's precisely because you are still in the spirit body and can't eat my snake soup secretly that I asked you to help me take a look."

Xiao Ding smiled jokingly, and began to slap his mouth again.

"You kid, you know how to bully me!"

Yao Lao blew his beard, but still opened the lid of the pot with a spoon and stirred.

"It smells so good, it kind of affects my integration of fighting spirit."

Xiao Ding took a deep breath, feeling increasingly hungry.

"Stop talking and practice your practice quietly!"

Yao Lao glared. He could only watch but not eat it now. This kid still said it was delicious in front of his face. Wasn't this torture for an old man like him?

Xiao Ding smiled and settled down to practice.

The fused fighting energy in his palm gradually stabilized and turned into a wisp of yellow-green fighting energy, which looked similar to the fighting energy of the other two attributes.

But if you sense it carefully, you can also notice that the energy contained in it has increased a lot. Although it has not doubled, it is still beyond ordinary fighting spirit.

"There are some losses in fusion, which must be reduced or even eliminated!"

Xiao Ding frowned, this was obviously his power, but the fusion was still depleted, which was a bit unreasonable.

He continued to try and reduce the loss continuously, but the speed was very slow and could not be solved in a short time.

"It's almost done. If I don't eat meat, I'll melt!"

Reminder from Yao Lao.

Xiao Ding then stopped and looked at the sky. It was almost dark. He had been practicing all afternoon.

He flicked the fused fighting spirit into the ground, and then a thought came to him.

There was a muffled sound, and the sand bulged upwards, as if a monster was about to break out of the ground.