Chapter 1515: Soul split

The first thousand five hundred and sixteen chapters of the soul split

In the divine sea of ​​endless darkness, two slightly strange flames were burning, one of which was light blue, like a blooming epiphany, occupying the center of the divine sea.

And another black flame, constantly twisting and moving, approaching the center of the Shenhai diligently, trying to occupy its own territory, from the black fireworks, you can feel the aura of evil, monsters, and horror.

"Is this the Nether Fire?"

Zhuo Bufan'looked at' the black flame, and felt a palpitating sense of threat from it.

Within the Fengtian Axis, the Ninth Prince suddenly attacked Zhuo Bufan’s soul with You Lian Minghuo. If it hadn’t been for Zhuo Bufan’s inheritance of the demon Tan Lengyan in the ice field, I’m afraid You Lian Minghuo would have already burned him. Soul, even if Nether Pity Underworld Fire can't annihilate the soul, it can destroy at least 50% of the soul's power.

If you lose 50% of your soul's power, you will fall into an endless sleep. With the speed of the soul's self-recovery, you don't know how long it will take to wake up.

"What a strong Netherworld Netherfire is almost as powerful as Yaotan Lengyan, but it seems that the Nine Princes haven't fully refined this Netherworld Netherfire. Otherwise, while attacking me, control the Netherworld Netherfire attack. My soul, I'm afraid I can't support it now."

Zhuo Bufan thought secretly in his heart.

In fact, just like Zhuo Bufan guessed, after the Nine Princes obtained the Nether Fire, he did not immediately refine it into his own treasure, but was only able to control the Nether Fire for the time being, unable to exert its maximum power.

Now, the two flames seemed to be resisting each other. That kind of pressure also made Dezhuo Bufan very uncomfortable. This kind of uncomfortableness did not come from the body, but from the soul.

"What should I do now? Chase out You Lian Minghuo from his own divine sea." Zhuo Bufan frowned his sword eyebrows, thinking hard about the method.

You Lian Minghuo seemed to have been trying to swallow his soul, the black flames continued to rise, and the power became more and more powerful.

"It's just a gamble."

Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth. If he can't remain passively resisting, his soul will feel tired for a long time. Sooner or later, he will be swallowed by the Netherpity Netherfire. Moreover, the Netherpity Netherfire suppresses the soul's power. Your own strength will also drop sharply.

The only way now is to use Yao Tan Leng Yan to conquer You Lian Ming Huo.

"Swallow."

Accompanied by Zhuo Bufan's divine mind control, the light blue flame located in the center of the sea suddenly rose, and the power of the soul soared and began to suppress the pity underworld fire.

In the dark sea of ​​Gods, the pale blue flames burned up, seeming to feel the pressure of the sudden skyrocketing from the coldness of the demon, and the ghost fire began to soar and burn, and the two kinds of flames kept in the sea. Contends and fights.

"pain……"

Zhuo Bufan's face suddenly faded, a pain from the soul almost made his whole body tremble.

The two flames are actually fused together, one side is cyan, the other is black, and they are constantly entangled and contended, all wanting to swallow each other. The demon Tan Lengyan is the soul of Zhuo Bufan, and now it merges with the black flame, which is equivalent to letting you again. Lian Minghuo broiled the soul.

The pain of roasting the soul is far beyond what ordinary people can bear.

"Second Master."

In the quiet room, Zhen Yuanzi hovering in the air saw Zhuo Bufan showing such a painful appearance, and his face changed drastically.

"No, I can't admit defeat. I have to protect my relatives. I have to go to the Profound Realm Sect. I have to find Lord Langya and Fushuixian for revenge. I absolutely can't just die like this!"

In his mind, Zhuo Bufan constantly strengthened his will that was blurred by pain. He was a human being for two lives, relived his life, and realized more life. After numerous dangers and tempers, his willpower has long reached a terrifying point.

Condensing the soul flame with willpower, constantly fighting against the ghost fire.

Just like participating in a long-distance marathon, people with weak will often can’t persevere, while people with strong will can often perform beyond their usual level...

As if feeling Zhuo Bufan's perseverance willpower, Yao Tan Lengyan began to ascend continuously, showing an advantage, and constantly oppressing You Lian Ming Huo.

This kind of struggle made Dezhuo Bufan feel extremely tired, his hearing began to weaken, his spiritual mind began to blur, and his perception gradually declined.

It is not difficult to resist. The difficulty is that we can't see the hope of victory, and how long we will hold on without seeing it.

In this state, every second made him feel as long as ten thousand years have passed. No matter how strong the willpower is, the power of the soul is fixed, and if the fight continues, the soul will always be exhausted.

Running a marathon, no matter how firm the willpower of the athlete is, there is a limit to physical strength. Willpower cannot control the improvement of physical strength. When the physical strength is completely exhausted, no matter how firm willpower is, no matter how firm willpower is.

Many puffy cold sweats flowed down from the extraordinary cheeks, the whole body was already infiltrated by cold sweat, and every muscle and cell in his body seemed to be trembling.

"How do you control this You Lian Minghuo? What a strong attack power..."

After fighting with each other, especially Yao Tan Leng Yan is Zhuo Bufan's soul, he can clearly feel the violent and evil aura on You Lian Minghuo.

"Second Young Master, open your mouth."

Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan in the meditation state heard Zhen Yuanzi's voice.

Subconsciously, Zhuo Bufan opened his mouth, feeling a few things thrown into his mouth, "This, this is Liuren Buddha Fruit..."

"Second Master, this is what I found in the Nine Princes Space Ring. After eating it, it can increase your soul strength."

Mamotoko's voice came again.

Swallowing Liuren Buddha fruit does not have any taste, the entrance is turned into energy, overflowing the whole body.

At the same time, in the dark sea of ​​gods, a few colorful streams flew into the monster Tan Leng Yan, and the monster Tan Leng Yan suddenly skyrocketed again, supplemented by energy, becoming more powerful and solid.

Rumbling...

Suddenly there was an explosion in the Shenhai, Zhuo Bufan only felt an unbearable pain, and instantly lost consciousness.

I don't know how long it has passed. In the Divine Sea of ​​the endless Black Sea, two weird flames are burning.

A flame was light blue, like a night flower in full bloom.

A flame showed a dark color, darker than the black of Shenhai, and even more weird, giving people a sense of danger.

I don't know how long it has been, Zhuo Bufan raised his heavy eyelids and caught the light.

"Ah, my head hurts." Zhuo Bufan rubbed his temples and stood up slowly. At this moment, he was still in the quiet room. The four corners of the quiet room were suspended with ghost flags, surrounded by black and strange mist, forming a series of'iron locks'. The entire quiet room is protected.

"Mamotoko."

Zhuo Bufan frowned. Without his order, Zhen Yuanzi could not leave alone.