Hongmeng Lingbao in Doupo

Just as Xiao Feng continued to probe his soul power into the medicine cauldron, the fluorescent panel that only he could see began to beat continuously.

After careful observation, he found that only a few words were constantly changing, while the other parts were in a fixed state.

"Host's mental power + bone spirit cold fire (sub-fire) = refined bone spirit cold fire (soul refining), *** energy."

Xiao Feng opened his mouth wide and murmured: "Can it be directly refined?"

After being slightly shocked, Xiao Feng realized that the Cauldron of All Things shocked him too much. He had already adapted to it.

Then, a strong surprise surged into Xiao Feng's heart.

How strong is the alien fire?

As long as he doesn't meet the protagonist Xiao Yan, Yihuo can be as strong as he wants!

Ranked 19th, Qinglian Earth Heart Fire is as powerful as Dou Huang. As strong as Medusa, Dou Huang is at his peak, but he was tortured extremely miserably.

Ranked 11th, Bone Spirit Lenghuo is as powerful as Dou Zun. It is as strong as Yaochen. Even when Dou Zun was trying to conquer it, he was almost burned to death.

The third-ranked Pure Lotus Demon Fire has the same strength as a high-level Dou Sage. A group of four-star and five-star Dou Sage experts have all become fire slaves.

However, after meeting Xiao Yan, Qinglian's inner fire was swallowed up by a small two-star fighting master...

A fifth-grade elixir and a small two-star fighting master were all it took to put away the strange fire, and there was no chance of destroying the world at all.

Xiao Feng shook his head and was too lazy to complain.

"Originally, as a scumbag in the fighting power stage, I didn't expect to be able to refine the strange fire now.

But now, do you think this means the kind of 'soul and strange fire are one' relationship that can directly form the medicine dust and the strange fire between me and Zi Huo?"

"Then can the alien fire be refined into a clone? Or part of the soul can be separated to replace the intelligence of the alien fire?"

Xiao Feng rubbed his chin, as if something was wrong!

Even if he later grows into a fire spirit and gives birth to a brand-new spiritual intelligence, it will still not be as commanding as his own split soul!

Xiao Feng briefly stopped inputting soul power, and immediately, the beating energy data stopped.

"Only 500? It seems that it is very easy for the Cauldron of All Things to recognize the soul of the alien fire as its owner!"

Xiao Fengdan smiled and clicked OK. There was no other option, he just wanted to confirm.

He slowly stretched out his palm, and the small flames in the medicine cauldron shot through the air and landed on Xiao Feng's palm, floating quietly.

As soon as he thought about it, Zihuo penetrated into the center of his eyebrows and stayed quietly in the sea of ​​​​consciousness. The dull milky white light brought a slightly cool silver glow to the dim space of the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

The next moment, Zihuo came to Dantian again, and even though the aura of strange fire had converged to the extreme, it had an earth-shaking impact on Dantian.

In just an instant, the fighting spirit in his dantian began to roll violently, and the weak fighting spirit increased by a full 50%. Xiao Feng was so frightened that he quickly returned the strange fire to the sea of ​​consciousness.

Feeling the slight sting coming from the meridians in various parts of his body, Xiao Feng sighed softly: "The meridians are still too fragile! It seems that I need a formula for foundation-building spiritual liquid!"

He looked at the alluring inheritance of the eighth-grade alchemist, swallowed, and reluctantly looked away.

It can be said that Yaochen's various pill recipes, fighting skills, and exercises are all available in this inheritance, but they are too advanced!

It is so advanced that it will be almost impossible to use it for a long time even in the future.

"Try it and see if it can be split?"

Xiao Feng's thoughts moved slightly and he put the alchemist's inheritance into the medicine cauldron.

"Sure enough, the energy required for in-depth analysis of the soul is terrifyingly high. The starting price is 20,000, which is far beyond what I can bear at this stage."

Xiao Feng sighed and put the inheritance back into the warehouse. The excitement after refining the strange fire also cooled down slightly.

"With the existence of Zihuo, practicing the soul technique will probably be more effective with half the effort!" Xiao Feng murmured and started to run the technique.

With the operation of the technique, almost in an instant, the small milky white flame gathered a large amount of soul power and turned into a huge forest-white flame hammer, floating in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"boom!"

The giant hammer surrounded by white flames struck hard on a piece of mist-like mental energy within the sea of ​​consciousness. The gray mist dispersed, causing almost no impact.

"It feels a bit like a cannon hitting mosquitoes..."

Xiao Feng looked away, his mental strength was still too weak!

At this moment, the mental power that had been absorbed by Zihuo and formed the giant hammer slowly condensed into liquid droplets under the burning of Zihuo, and fell downwards.

"Spiritual power condensation? It seems that it is essentially higher than mist-like mental power."

The huge flame hammer slowly deformed and began to change into the shape of the medicine cauldron.

After just three breaths, a flaming medicine cauldron appeared in mid-air in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The fire cauldron turned over completely, and a suction force came out from the cauldron's mouth towards the sea of ​​mental mist below.

Suddenly, an illusory figure came to the side of the fire cauldron, stretched out his hand and gently touched the fire cauldron.

This is Xiao Feng's soul body. A soul at the level of a great fighter is not weak and can roughly form a human-shaped soul body.

The silhouette of 'Xiao Feng' flashed and he came to the bottom of the sea of ​​consciousness. Not far away, there were a few drops of liquid spiritual power dripping down. There was a large gray mist above his head, which is the soul power generated by the soul, also called spiritual power.

Xiao Feng stretched out his hand and made a move, and Huo Ding came to his side.

Xiao Feng's empty, illusory eyes flashed with a hint of anxiety, and then revealed determination.

His palm turned into a knife and he slashed hard on the other arm. The already somewhat illusory soul body was immediately cut off one of its arms.

"ah!"

Xiao Feng folded his arms and howled in the sea of ​​consciousness, and his already illusory soul became more transparent.

A new arm slowly grew out of the broken arm. The broken arm also slowly turned into a smaller figure.

There was a mysterious attraction between Xiao Feng, one big and one small, which made them become one again.

Xiao Feng endured the severe pain, and the trumpet Xiao Feng jumped into the fire cauldron burning with raging fire.

As Xiao Feng, the trumpet, actively integrated into Zi Huo, the already close connection between him and Zi Huo became even more inseparable, as if I was the different fire and the different fire was me!

From then on, this sub-fire completely gave birth to spiritual intelligence, which was Xiao Feng's split soul. And the alien fire with spiritual intelligence can be said to have endless possibilities.

Xiao Feng glanced at Zi Huo enviously and jumped into the fire cauldron.

Immediately afterwards, the white flames completely enveloped him, making him look like a burning man from a distance.

Xiao Feng bared his teeth and trembled slightly, and an extremely weak voice came from his mouth: "The ultimate soul, guarding the heavenly spirit, absorbing the spirit to forge the soul..."

While the technique was running, the spiritual power spread out and enveloped the outside world in a radius of a hundred meters.

Little bits of spiritual dust followed the weak suction force, entered Xiao Feng's sea of ​​consciousness, and slowly floated into the fire cauldron.

The technique was on track, and Xiao Feng separated half of his consciousness to control his physical body.

Outside, Xiao Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and deep in his eyes, a forest-white light flashed away.

"Hiss, hiss, it's so cold!"

Xiao Feng put a thin quilt on his body, but it was of no use at all.

This is the coldness deep in the soul, how can external objects offset it.

After thinking hard to no avail, he simply stopped sleeping and endured the alternation of hot and cold that penetrated deep into his soul. He sat cross-legged and silently practiced Dou Qi to warm and nourish his meridians.