Chapter 217 Deep Soul
Because of the guidance of Long Yanxin, Leng Yan uses the method of beast control: restraint, God's condensation.
It can be said that the spiritual power of the cold flame is like combat power at this time, forming a powerful whirlpool cycle, and the spiritual power becomes stronger in this whirlpool.
In the past few days, Leng Yan has no time to practice spiritual power. Now in order to deal with Taoyi, at this time, she sits in the space supported by the underground Tianchang rattan wood and focuses on the sea of knowledge.
The little girl-like cold flame still sat there cross-legged, quietly, and the whirlpool formed around it was constantly rotating.
This is the spiritual system built by the cold flame.
The last time the cold flame was kicked out because the soul entered the sea of knowledge. Although it was not injured, it still felt pain.
This time, in order to make the gluttony give in, Leng Yan decided to take another risk. When she entered the sea of knowledge, she wanted to see what the mystery was in it.
Spiritual power is like a virgin land that has not been opened up. Out of the disappeared Shenmu clan, there is no master with strong spiritual power to point out the mystery of spiritual power.
Leng Yan can only rely on herself to explore at this time. Fortunately, she has a secret to control beasts. As long as she thinks about "condensation", she can feel that her spiritual power is all attracted to the sea of knowledge.
There was still a gray area in the sea of knowledge, and the cold flame of the little girl sitting in the middle of the whirlpool suddenly opened her eyes.
Originally, the soul just wanted to wander around the sea of knowledge, but when a attraction came, the soul entered the body of this little cold flame.
Small arms, small body, cold flames look at their current appearance. In addition to shrinking a lot and becoming a little person less than ten centimeters, it seems to be no different from a real person.
Now sitting cross-legged in the whirlpool, it smells like Thumbelina.
What surprised Leng Yan was that while the spiritual vortex around him kept rotating, Leng Yan felt a sense of control!
It seems that mental strength is a part of this small body.
In this case, I don't know what will happen if I expand my spiritual strength!
The cold flame thought, and the whirlpool-like spiritual power rotated and spread away.
At first, it was still like a substantial spiritual force. With the continuous expansion, it began to become looser, and finally became the appearance of gas. Even so, it is a way to link neurally one by one. Each spiritual force is like a nerve cell, forming a huge network, which is shrouded in space. It is the place where the spiritual power of the cold flame can feel.
The net is constantly opening and stretching, but at this time, no one has found that they have fallen into the spiritual control of the cold flame.
The cold flame can feel the situation of everyone in the collapsed maze, every word they say, every action they do, and even feel the power in the meridians in their bodies, as well as the energy contained in Dantian.
It is constantly extending, and from here it has been extended to the interior of the Shenmu ruins...
Leng Yan thinks so. She wants to tame the glutton!
The exit of the maze is a long passageway that can lead all the way to the ruins of the Shenmu clan, and the spiritual power of the cold flame extends little by little along the channel.
The network of spiritual power is like a part of her own body, which can even pass through like a wisp of silk thread.
Finally, Leng Yan suddenly opened her eyes, and she saw it through her mental strength!
That door, the door leading to the Shenmu ruins, is roaring!
If it is not mental power, or you will not find this situation, the good thing is that she controls mental power, so her perception is stronger.
The whole Shenmu site is actually a glutton lying on the ground!
The big mouth of the gluttonous is the door of the Shenmu ruins! And inside, that's its stomach!
If this Shenmu site is an altar, then how much suffering has the gluttony endured to turn himself into an altar.
However, Leng Yan quickly narrowed her eyes, and she had a sudden feeling.
Taoyi, should be the guardian beast of the Shenmu clan. She subconsciously felt that the people of the Shenmu clan would not treat her mythical beast like this. Then, it was also possible that Taoyi swallowed all this into her stomach in order to protect here.
You can't use common sense to measure the ability of a foodie!
That's what Leng Yan thinks.
Leng Yan wanted to extend his spiritual power to the gluttonous mouth, but as soon as he wanted to make a move, he heard an angry roar. Then, Leng Yan only felt that his spiritual power seemed to have been pierced, and the most peripheral spiritual power collapsed in an instant.
The whirlpool around the cold flame began to rotate quickly. At the same time, it took back the released spiritual power like a rolling line.
The soul of the cold flame was kicked out of the sea again!
Leng Yan's whole body was soaked, but after such a while, it was like a long time. At this time, Leng Yan's head was so painful that it almost cracked.
Her mental strength was attacked by that gluttony!
Spiritual power is very fragile, or no trainer will become a fool in order to tame warcraft. Fortunately, Leng Yan's spiritual power is very strong. This kind of injury is still acceptable. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been finished long ago.
Leng Yan curled up in the corner with her head in her arms, and her headache was so crazy.
"I can't measure myself!" When everyone else was very worried about the cold flame, the damn Long Yanxin spit out these four words, which immediately attracted everyone's hatred.
Long Yanxin thought that these people had all sworn allegiance to Leng Yan. Naturally, they were to his master, and Long Manning, Old General Shuo and Wan Xinghan simply regarded Leng Yan as the closest juniors. If he gloated so much, he might be unlucky, so he hurriedly changed his tone and said: "She's fine. It's just that her mental strength is injured. It's just a little painful!"
The sharp eyes looked at him one by one, and he felt that he was almost pierced by ten thousand arrows. Is this, isn't this right?
"It will be fine in a moment. We'd better not disturb her." Long Yanxin pulled the corners of his mouth and said a few more words. He was really aggrieved. At least he was the best one in their generation in the Dragon Empire, or he would not be the first to complete such an important thing in the vast continent through tokens.
That's the big brother who attracts everyone's attention. He is their role model. He is always respected with his head held high. How come he come here and is scratched over and over again by such people with such weak eyes!
Long Yanxin said depressedly, "Yingying, why are we so unlucky and weak, and abused here."
If you don't want the dragon to open his mouth, he asked, "Cold flame, is she really all right?"
It's over, completely isolated.
Long Yanxin hid in the corner alone and drew circles. He snorted coldly in his heart. Of course, the cold flame was fine, but his spiritual power was stabbed. Such a strong spiritual power was just a pain. Of course, it would be fine in a while. It was really too much. Why did the shadow stand with them?
Although he was only attacked, Leng Yan felt a splitting headache.
Long Yanxin didn't know that the soul of the cold flame could enter the sea of knowledge! So naturally, I don't know that the soul of Leng Yan is also infected with the negative emotions of gluttony because of mental injury.
Sadness, despair, anger, jealousy, greed, tension, anxiety, pain, depression and many other negative emotions permeate the soul of the cold flame!
The soul of the cold flame is not the same as before, but passed through.
She used to be a killer, a killer with the most severe training.
Her heart was full of hatred, hatred and betrayal, and was killed by the people she loved. She felt the pain, which hurt deep into her soul!
The cold flame struggled in pain, and his head broke on the ground, but the pain to the depths of his soul still could not be relieved.
This is the power of gluttony. It is not only a strong spiritual power, but also the embodiment of evil. It is greedy. It is a power piled up with evil!
At this time, the cold flame was like being stained with poison, which was spreading in her soul.
Because she has hatred in her heart, it is more like the maggot of the metatarus, which penetrates to the deepest part of the soul little by little.
Who would have thought that there, the little soul as pure as a baby was curled up, with its eyes closed, and it seemed to be asleep.
This is the real cold flame soul of the world. She did not disappear, but was wrapped in the cold flame soul lock and fell into a deep sleep.
At this time, the Taoyi's spiritual attack, negative emotions broke into this tightly wrapped place. Seeing such a pure soul, this powerful evil breath felt threatened.
"Kill her, kill her!"
Because I felt the threat, I wanted to destroy it.
The black smoke formed a gluttonous appearance, which was full of all kinds of negative emotions. They were afraid of the pure soul, but in order to seize it, they still worked hard.
The soul of the cold flame in the sleep suddenly opened its eyes and looked brightly at the gluttonous smoke that came forward.
Just a glance, the smoke-like gluttony seemed to have been stabbed, and the smoke began to slowly burst out!
"I hate you!" The little pure cold flame whispered.
It's such a sentence, and the smoke formed is instantly purified!
The pure soul is like a beautiful white lotus flower, slowly blooming in the depths of the cold soul.
"Who are you? Why do I feel a strong hatred? Why am I here?" The pure soul wandered in the depths of the cold flame's soul, but she couldn't break the surrounding barriers. Finally, she still curled up and closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
At this time, the cold flame has slowly calmed down. Although I don't know what's going on in the soul, the dull pain has disappeared, and it seems that there is a warm feeling coming from the depths of the soul.