Leng Xuan sat cross-legged on the ground, meditated, and threw all the distracting thoughts out of his mind. Afterwards, he slowly activated the Heaven Defying Art, so that his whole body was under the protection of infuriating energy. When all this was done, Feng Lie slowly circled around Leng Xuan for a while, then flew to the front of Leng Xuan and charged towards his chest. When its dragon head touched Leng Xuan's body, it immediately turned into a beam of blue light and was absorbed into Leng Xuan's body. Leng Xuan's face moved slightly, and his lips were tightly pursed. Obviously, Feng Lie's entry made it not so easy for him. When Feng Lie completely entered his body, the light on Leng Xuan's body suddenly flourished, like the rising sun, extremely dazzling.

   In this fusion, Leng Xuan needs to dominate. However, Leng Xuan's soul was too weak compared to Feng Lie's dragon soul. If the merger is carried out quickly, it will only cause the backlash of one's own soul. Therefore, he can only slow down and proceed slowly. And in this process, his mental power must always remain focused, once any slack, it may lead to failure. With the passage of time, the fusion of dragon souls is also being successful step by step. In the mausoleum deep in the ground, Leng Xuan, who had been sitting cross-legged for a long time, finally changed a little.

   I saw that his complexion suddenly became extremely red, as if on fire. Moreover, his whole body trembled uncontrollably. Every time he trembled, the aura on his body became stronger and stronger, but this powerful aura was very chaotic and seemed to be out of control. Leng Xuangang clenched his teeth, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat. He secretly complained in his heart, this dragon soul is really powerful. Now that it has been integrated into the later stage, it is only a little bit close to success. However, at this critical moment, his body seemed to have reached the limit of its endurance and could no longer absorb the power of the dragon soul, which caused the remaining power of the dragon soul to run wild in his body.

   He forcibly mobilized all the True Qi in his body, trying to suppress the uncontrolled power of the Dragon Soul. However, after such a long fusion process, his True Qi has already been consumed by the drama, and it is simply not enough to suppress the power of the Dragon Soul. With the raging power of the Dragon Soul, the pain on Leng Xuan's face became more and more intense. At this moment, the earth spirit beast who had been protecting the Dharma beside him quickly got up and came to Leng Xuan's side. Then, a white light emerged from its body, slowly pouring into Leng Xuan's body. With the support of this external force, Leng Xuan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly concentrated his mind, guiding the earth spirit beast to inject the true energy into his body, forcing the remaining dragon soul power to his dantian, and then forcibly suppressing it. The power of the soul was forced into desperation and gathered into a small group. At this time, Leng Xuan once again activated the Heaven Defying Art to rapidly refine the power of the dragon soul.

   However, when the power of the dragon soul was completely transformed into the infuriating energy in his body, Leng Xuan only felt that his dantian seemed to burst open, and his mind went blank. Feeling the incomparably chaotic state of fluctuations in Leng Xuan's zhenqi, the earth spirit beast was startled at first, and then said to himself, "What a lucky guy." After speaking, it quickly stepped back to the side. At the same time, all the cold air in the mausoleum was concentrated on the top of Leng Xuan's head, forming a fog-like vortex, which enveloped him in a moment.