Although Hong Yun's speed slowed down, he still seemed helpless.
Pill God's Fire couldn't catch up, and Hongyun couldn't get close to him, so it's deadlocked now!
"What should I do?" Qin Ming anxiously said, "If you defend for a long time, you will lose. The recovery speed of the power of the soul is too slow. When the power of the soul recovers enough to trap it, I'm probably exhausted!"
Manipulating the Alchemy Fire also consumes stamina, and he has to focus on the weird Hongyun at all times to prevent it from re-emerging, which is very exhausting.
Moreover, he is only Wu Zun now, and he can use the power of the soul only because his soul space has been promoted to the earth level.
But after all, he is not a martial sage, the amount of divine soul power is too small, not even one percent of that of ordinary martial sages.
I don't think it's normal to use it, but when I fight at a critical moment, I will encounter big problems.
"If only I had taken the Forbidden Pill, the half-step Martial Saint's spirit power would be ten times stronger than it is now, and it would be no problem at all to deal with the merely thin Red Cloud."
Just when Qin Ming was feeling remorseful, he suddenly felt that the power of the soul in his body was recovering rapidly, returning to its peak in the blink of an eye.
"This is... Divine Wind Pill!?"
Qin Ming was overjoyed, and immediately looked confidently at the red cloud jumping up and down in the soul space, "Your death time has come."
Gathering the power of the soul in his body, Qin Ming waved his hand, and the surging power of the soul swept towards the red cloud.
Immediately behind the power of the soul is the purple noble fire of the alchemy.
味味…
The power of the soul wrapped around the red cloud, like water pouring into oil, making a piercing sound, the power of the soul was rapidly consumed, and the red cloud became more solid.
Qin Ming sneered, the fire of the Alchemy God was already burning under the red cloud.
"Refining!"
The spiritual energy on his body rushed towards the fire of the Alchemy God with all his strength, and the purple flame surged instantly, and the temperature rose extremely rapidly.
Zizi...
Hong Yun sensed the danger and wanted to leave, but Qin Ming's soul power had already entangled it, and he couldn't escape at all.
"You still want to run!? Melt it for me!"
With more force, the purple flame burned even more vigorously.
"Huhu..." Qin Ming panted heavily, "Why is there no Soul Orb?"
"Sure enough, this is not the evil dragon of the crab demon force at all."
"It's more like... a poison, and it's not an ordinary poison, it's also mixed with the power of the soul!"
"The most important thing is that there seems to be something inexplicable in it!"
During the process of refining Hongyun, Qin Ming felt a strange power, which is not like power, but more like a will, which cannot be explained clearly.
"Is this the Emperor Wu's secret?"
Qin Ming has never encountered this kind of will-like power, and this thing was discovered in Hong Yun.
And most of the red clouds are owned by Emperor Wu of the crab demon force, so he speculates based on these clues that only Emperor Wu has this mysterious thing.
"These are all conjectures. When Emperor Wu wakes up, ask him and he will understand!"
Qin Ming withdrew his thoughts, before he could look around, Lan Zhi appeared in front of him.
He has already withdrawn from the soul space.
"Qin Ming, you've finally woken up. You scared me to death just now." Putting down the flute, Lan Zhifei rushed forward and picked Qin Ming up.
"It's okay, it's okay, am I fine?" Qin Ming stood up and hugged the tearful Lan Zhi tightly in his arms.
"Qin Ming, you fainted just now, I was worried and frightened, what should I do if something happens to you?" Lan Zhi's voice trembled.