Chapter 4020： Retained afterfire

Chapter 4022 leave embers

In the endless chaos, Zhuo Bufan could only recall the battle between himself and the inner demon, he burned his heart and fought hard, and then fell into a sinking, and slowly regained a trace of consciousness.

But this trace of consciousness, like a candle flickering in the wind, may go out at any time.

Zhuo Bufan felt that he was alternating between being awake and sinking. He didn't know the passage of time. He might be clear for one day and then slept for hundreds of years, or awake for hundreds of years and slept for a day.

In this back-and-forth, the alternation of clarity and sinking, the years are vicissitudes, and the universe is unintentional.

I don't know how long it took, Zhuo Bufan finally felt that his clear time was getting longer and longer, and the time of sinking into darkness was gradually shortening, and the fire of flexibility was stronger than before, but even so, he felt that his own The fire of the soul is only slightly larger than that of ordinary people.

If the flame of the soul of a robbery powerhouse is comparable to the sun, then the flame of his soul today is as weak as a candle.

And in this kind of weakness, people need to 'eat' out of an instinctive desire to survive.

"My body was completely destroyed? I burned the sea of ​​blood before, and it burned cleanly, and there was not a drop left. There was no way to use the Gorefiend's secret technique to recreate the clone." Zhuo Bufan shook his head in his heart.

"I'm so hungry!"

"So hungry!"

This kind of hunger makes Zhuo Bufan suffer. The hunger must not come from the flesh, but from the soul. The soul is too hungry and needs energy supplementation.

Suddenly, in the darkness, a cold flame emerged, surrounded by broken crystals, turned into light dust powder, and fluttered in the darkness.

"Blood crystal bat?" Zhuo Bufan recognized it at a glance.

The blood crystal bat is a product of this special secret realm. It was originally used to refine magic weapons. Unexpectedly, after being broken, there is actually a trace of pure flexibility in it, which is the best tonic for the soul.

Now Zhuo Bufan is left with only a ray of divine soul flame, his body is shattered, and even magic weapons such as the Ice Emperor Rain Sword and Qiankun Spear do not know where to go, and his soul is too weak to use spells.

You can only forcibly move the flame of your own soul, and you must not approach the cold flame and swallow it.

After eating the soul fire of a blood crystal bat, Zhuo Bufan felt that the hunger of the soul was reduced a little, and it also increased by a point.

In this way, Zhuo Bufan began to swim in the boundless darkness as a soul, constantly swallowing the fire of the blood crystal bat's soul, strengthening himself, and fighting for a glimmer of hope.

Time keeps running away, and in this, Zhuo Bufan can sense the change of time, and a hundred years pass by in a flash.

His soul flame has also recovered to the size of a chi, and the soul flame is splendid. He can perform some simple spells, and it is easier to network to the pure soul flame after the blood crystal bat is broken.

"Every ten years, those blood crystal bats appear the most, and the soul fires the most... Where am I right now, my spiritual sense is not strong enough, and I can't detect the boundary at all!"

Zhuo Bufan pondered in his heart, and around the dark void, dense blood crystal bats emerged. These blood crystal bats would automatically rupture, like a piece of porcelain, and then leave behind flexible firelight.

Zhuo Bufan once observed these soul firelights and found that these soul firelights stayed in place, and would disappear automatically after a stick of incense, and he had no idea where they went.

"Ten years have come again, and this time the number of blood crystal bats is more than the last time!" Zhuo Bufan has already started to use his spiritual sense and cast some spells.

There are hundreds of millions of blood crystal bats in the void, and Zhuo Bufan will swallow up to one-third of them every time he tries his best!

"This time, my soul flame can split 30 flying swords, it should be able to increase the speed!"

As soon as he thought of this, a dagger with a length of 1 inch condensed in the flame of the soul, a total of thirty swords, and quickly shot towards the surroundings.

Penetrate those soul fires and absorb them.

咻咻咻... Thirty flying swords, divided into thirty rays of light, meandering and flying as they wish, constantly harvesting these soul firelights and strengthening the extraordinary soul.

After a stick of incense, about half of the firelight of the soul was swallowed by Zhuo Bufan, and the other firelight was slowly disappearing.

"Explore!" This time Zhuo Bufan performed a secret technique, which was also a secret technique of peeping that he could reluctantly perform after his soul had grown stronger.

He wanted to know where the lost soul fires went.

The surroundings were hazy, the blue light filled the air, followed by a disappearing yellow light of the soul, passed through the layers of barriers, and then appeared in front of the huge dark golden light sphere. The light sphere was more than ten kilometers in diameter and hung in the void.

"Whose spirit is this?" Zhuo Bufan was taken aback.

Such a big soul, the power of the soul contained in it is simply unimaginable, and the soul seems to be in a deep sleep.

"Are these blood crystal bats taking the initiative to come in to nourish this soul? Once they wake up, I don't know what kind of terrifying creature they are. Now, I am in the body of this creature?"

Zhuo Bufan also reacted at this time, he seemed to be in the body of a huge object, and the soul of this object was in a deep sleep, it seemed that he had been severely injured and could not wake up.

There are two paths before him now.

The first way is to slowly absorb the fire of the soul, strengthen the soul, and then reshape the body.

The second way is to nibble the huge golden ball of divine soul in front of you, and quickly grow the divine soul, but there is also a risk.

"At my current speed, I don't know how many thousands of years it will take to recover to the strength to be able to leave here and the world of Qi... Ye Zi, Long'er, and Shi Jian, they also care about me... I don't know how to fall asleep this time. How long has passed." Zhuo Bufan was secretly cruel.

If you wait too long, it's better to give it a try, and the other party's spirit is so big, and in a deep sleep, he can't wake up, maybe there is a chance to nibble the other party's spirit.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Bufan immediately controlled thirty flying swords, passed through layers of cell barriers, and then appeared near the dark golden soul sphere, and began to absorb the opponent's soul power.

At first, it was taken slowly, and only after it was found that there was no danger, the speed was accelerated.

And under this madness, Zhuo Bufan's soul flame is also gradually growing, and soon it is about a foot in size, and the color becomes even more red, even filled with a hint of gold.

Just when Zhuo Bufan was concentrating on plundering the power of the opponent's soul, a terrifying thought suddenly appeared in his mind, almost causing the flame of the soul to collapse.

"An ant, an ant! Dare to plunder my soul! Die! Die!"

The angry roar, like the terrifying thunder in the universe, repeatedly sounded in the sea of ​​​​divine. Zhuo Bufan adhered to the heart of the Tao and resisted it abruptly, but the flame of the soul also became weak like a candle, and could be extinguished at any time.