Suddenly!

A huge black hole appeared in front of Ye Feng's chest. Chen Feiyu, who was about to leave, fell out of control and fell from the air, looking at Ye Feng with great horror.

With the increasing suction, Chen Feiyu's body was completely out of his control, and slowly moved closer to Ye Feng.

"I didn't expect you to die in my hands!"

Ye Feng looked at Chen Feiyu, a wicked smile flashed across his face, and his nails popped out and inserted into Chen Feiyu's chest.

"you……"

Before Chen Feiyu finished speaking, he felt that the essence and blood in his body were constantly disappearing, and he didn't know what was going on. Then he felt dizzy, which was a manifestation of excessive blood loss.

"Die!"

Ye Feng suddenly increased the suction power, and Chen Feiyu instantly turned into a corpse, who could only linger, not living for a few breaths.

Throwing Chen Feiyu's body away, and scouring the storage rings on both of them, Ye Feng didn't plan to stay again, and flee away.

One day later, I found a cave, rested for one night, and continued on the road the next day.

Against the bonfire, Ye Feng took out the storage rings of Chen Feiyu and Yao Wushuang, and planned to tidy them up.

When the divine sense entered, Ye Feng drew an arc at the corner of his mouth, and was slightly shocked by the scene inside.

"Hahaha, it's really sleepy someone sent a hot pillow!"

Ye Feng burst into laughter. During this time, Ye Feng's resources were almost consumed. It just so happened that the two of them sent a large amount of True Spirit Pills and hundreds of thousands of Spirit Stones, enough for Ye Feng to spend a while.

There are several spirit weapons, and Ye Feng can take them out in exchange for more true spirit pills. As for the refining resources, there are not many.

"Hey, what is this!"

Ye Feng found a flaming red stick in Chen Feiyu's storage ring, and bursts of fire appeared on it. If he stretched out his hand to take it, he would definitely be scorched by the flame above it.

"Is this Huo Pestle?" Ye Feng said in confusion, not sure.

If it were Huo Pestle, then Ye Feng really had a big deal. His Huo Dantian had just awakened and was in need of a lot of flame energy. If Huo Pestle were used, it could just meet Ye Feng's needs.

Although it looks like a stick, it is a plant that grows in extremely hot places, near the southern part of Shenzhou, where it is hot all year round in summer, and even in some places it is so hot that humans cannot survive.

Wrapped with True Qi, Ye Feng led the fire pestle out and placed it on the ground, and suddenly sneered. The stones on the ground could not withstand the energy of the fire pestle and were burned into powder.

"Sure enough, it's a fire pestle!"

Ye Feng was sure that this Chen Feiyu didn't know where to get such a large piece. For ordinary people, it was of little use, but for some people who practiced Huo Zhenqi, it would be an infinite treasure.

Sitting down cross-legged, Ye Feng practiced the Nine Variations of Buddha and Demons, a trace of suction appeared, and he began to draw energy from the fire pestle.

After entering Ye Feng’s body, these flames felt a tinge of scorching heat. After entering the Nine Hells Demon Cauldron, they were transported to the fire dantian. The flames inside squeezed, and the flames instantly amplified, swallowing the infiltrating flames. Up.

"Good, good, my Huo Zhenqi is much stronger, and my overall strength has improved."

After absorbing the flame, Ye Feng felt that his fire dantian became more saturated, very excited, and accelerated the absorption speed.

As he settled his mind, a trace of flame qi followed Ye Feng's pores and flowed into his body little by little, turning into pure flame qi, which was stored in his body.

This flame gas is very pure, without any impurities, Ye Feng doesn't even need to refining, melt the flame gas into his body.

The fire pestle, which was just one foot long, was slowly shortening, and after the flame gas on it disappeared, it revealed a dark torso, no longer a red color.

It took an hour for Ye Feng to finally refine the fire pestle, and the flame in the fire dantian was completely vigorous, making a sneer.

"Wow!"

A bunch of flames appeared on Ye Feng's fingers, controlled by his mind, the flames flew out and into the distant wall.

"laugh!"

The fire shot into the wall and burned a big hole in the wall. If it were used on people, wouldn't it be burned to ashes.

However, people are different from stones. People have a body of innocence, and it is impossible to let you burn, but with these flames, Ye Feng has an extra assassin.

For one night, Ye Feng was wondering how to use this flame in actual combat. If the flame was thrown out in this way, the opponent would easily dodge, and he must be very concealed and unexpected in order to achieve a surprising victory.

A huge fireball twisted back and forth in Ye Feng's hands, sometimes running along the arm to the shoulder, and sometimes back to the palm of the hand along the shoulder. Ye Feng pondered for a whole night, but still had no clue, unable to use the flame in actual combat. This is a tasteless one. .

"Hey, why didn't I think of compressing the flame!"

Ye Feng suddenly slapped his thigh, and the whole person ejected, as if he had thought of a good idea.

The flame with a big fist began to change in Ye Feng's hand, getting smaller and smaller, slowly becoming the size of an egg, Ye Feng was still compressing.

After compression, the flames began to riot, and they could rush out at any time. Ye Feng could hardly suppress it. If it was not handled well, he would get angry, or he would be bitten back.

As the flame becomes smaller and smaller, the difficulty of control becomes higher and higher, especially the temperature of the flame, which rises rapidly, as if the temperature is much higher after the flame is compressed. If it weren’t for Ye Feng’s refining of the flame gas, it is estimated Has long been burned.

When it reached the size of a ping pong ball, it had reached its limit, and Ye Feng began to sweat on his forehead, because he also felt a horrible breath. If this fireball was thrown, it must be earth-shattering.

But Ye Feng was not satisfied yet, because it was too big and easy to miss the target, Ye Feng continued to compress.

The fireball became unstable and could explode in Ye Feng's hands at any time. Ye Feng had to use a large amount of real air pressure to control it within a certain range to avoid injury.

After arriving at the back, Ye Feng tried to communicate with the flame and feel its laws. In the world, everything is spiritual, and the flame is the same. If you can feel the idea of ​​the flame, you can naturally control the flame easily.

What fire is, the source of all burning, can burn everything, it is a portrayal of masculinity, but also the incarnation of the devil, it depends on how you use it.

Gradually, Ye Feng's consciousness passed through the fireball in his hand, feeling every change in it carefully. Ye Feng was like touching his own child, communicating with the fireball in his hand.

The riot slowly stopped, and the flame in his hand seemed to calm down a lot, and he became more docile, no longer as violent as before.

The shrinking speed of the fireball accelerated a lot, and it turned out to be only the size of a fingernail. Ye Feng stopped compressing and reached its limit. If it continues to compress, the fireball will explode, and it is estimated that the entire cave will be destroyed.

Hiding the fireball in the palm of his hand, outsiders could not see it at all. Ye Feng came outside the entrance of the cave, the sky was already bright, and a hint of fish white appeared in the east.

"Go!"

suddenly!

A golden object flew out of Ye Feng's hand, only the size of a finger cover. Although it could be seen with the naked eye at the moment it was thrown, no one would associate this flame with danger.

The golden ball flew a distance of tens of meters. Finally landed on the ground.

"Blast me!"

Because the fireball is mixed with one's own spirit, use it to control the fireball.

"boom!"

A mushroom cloud rose, and a strong rippling shock wave appeared. Ye Feng stood dozens of meters away, feeling a violent wind hitting him, his body was out of control, and he was smashed into the air.

"boom!"

Ye Feng's body was lifted off and hit inside the cave. Watching roars coming from outside, Ye Feng's face appeared astonished.

"Fuck, so powerful!"

Ye Feng went out of the hole and looked into the distance. There was a huge pit that was hit by the fireball just now. It was about ten meters deep and several feet wide. If it were a person, it would have been blown into powder.

"Is this still my attack? It is estimated that in the later stage of the Earth Martial Realm, it can be killed in seconds with this attack!"

Ye Feng was deeply shocked, but there were advantages and disadvantages. Ye Feng felt that his fire dantian was empty and it would take a long time to recover, and he continued to absorb the flames to replenish it.

The space contained any element, of course it also included the air of flame, but it was not as rich as the fire pestle, so Ye Feng had to take it from the void and slowly recover.

"It seems that I have another attacking martial art, but what should I call it?"

Ye Feng muttered to himself, since these flames can be used as a means of attack, there is always a name.

"Fireball? Not good, bad, too vulgar!"

"Huo Gong? Even more vulgar."

Ye Feng thought about several names, but felt dissatisfied. In short, he was more aggressive.

"Fire Emperor Technique!"

A new word appeared, and Ye Feng even named this fireball attack Fire Emperor Technique, which was very domineering.

"It's called Fire Emperor Technique!"

Ye Feng didn't know that after awakening the first dantian, the other dantians were also quietly changing, invisible, absorbing the other energy of Void Qi.

After the sky was bright, Ye Feng stopped staying and moved towards Li Yuanguo, striving to reach the Demon Flame Mountain Range as soon as possible to complete this mission. Ye Feng thought that going to the Demon Flame Mountain Range this time would be more conducive to his own development, and at least he could get a lot of exercise.

After walking on this plain for nearly a day, Ye Feng finally saw a large number of buildings appearing in the distance.

But it is not prosperous here. Most of them are small towns. Ye Feng didn't stay. This time he rented a carriage and hired a groom. Ye Feng didn't want to attract too many people's attention. He got into the carriage and went to practice with peace of mind.

"Young Master Ye, we will arrive at Li Yuan's imperial city in one day's time. After passing through the imperial city, we will reach the edge of the Demon Flame Mountain Range in another ten days' journey."

Ye Feng spent a few days in the carriage. At this time, the groom outside the carriage said to Ye Feng.

"Well, when we get to the imperial city, we will rest for a day and continue on our way. We will have to pay you."

Ye Feng spent a thousand spiritual stones to hire these two carriages for 20 days, which is definitely an astronomical figure, but Ye Feng didn't care, just trying to be quiet.

A day later, a huge imperial city appeared in front of Ye Feng.