Chapter 1515: Soul split (1/2)

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.