The blood candle was extinguished, but the briquettes did not do so, and the narrow knife still ingested the remaining essence blood in the lamp like nectar for a long time.

Bafeng Han grabbed the hilt of the knife and tried to put it in the storage ring, but was bounced away by an invisible force.

Even Xue Zang's several attempts to stop the narrow knife were unsuccessful, and one person, one beast and one ghost baby had to wait and see what happened.

With a cup of tea, the oil of the blood candle was gone, and the vision disappeared, and the narrow knife returned to its simplicity again, but a texture on the knife body that was originally like an eye slit had opened at this time, turning into a bloody eye, and the rest of the texture was soaked in scarlet.

At the moment when the narrow knife fell from the brilliance, Ba Fenghan subconsciously raised his hand to hold the hilt.

In an instant, a wave of anger wrapped in negative emotions went from the blade of the knife down his arm and straight into the sea of knowledge.

With a sharp pain in his brain, Zhihai was shrouded in a condensed aura like a burning cloud, and his eyes were gradually eroded by blood, turning into two blood pupils!

"Kill, kill, kill!" There seemed to be hundreds of voices in my ears constantly inducing and urging.

Just as he was about to lose himself, a coolness hit him.

Xue Zang didn't know when to return to Zhihai, releasing a majestic ice cold force to protect Zhihai.

In an instant, it was like an initiation.

Ba Fenghan returned to his senses, and many negative emotions also returned to the narrow knife like a tide.

He quickly let go of his hand, staring solemnly at the strange narrow knife that fell to the ground, gasping for breath, and his forehead was already dripping with cold sweat.

Briquettes walked over to the table and looked at him with a puzzled look on their faces.

Ba Fenghan raised his hand and pinched the briquettes, and said to Xue Zang in his heart: "Fortunately, you are here, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable." ”

He had a hunch that if he allowed his negative emotions to erode, he would probably lose consciousness and become a killing puppet controlled by many evil thoughts.

Xue Zang said in a deep voice: "It stands to reason that the characteristics of this knife are so weird, it is impossible to be nameless, but there has never been such an evil soldier in the long years, it is likely to come from a longer period, fortunately, my ice spirit cold power can still restrain the evil thoughts in the knife, as long as you use it carefully, it is a killing weapon right now!"

Bai Fenghan was already afraid of this knife, where did he dare to try it easily, he looked at the exhausted blood candle and said slowly: "I won't try that narrow knife until I have to, the most important thing at the moment is to replenish the lamp oil as soon as possible to help you recover." ”

He paused and continued, "Give me a day to melt my soul, and then I'll collect essence blood on a large scale. ”

At this moment, in the depths of his sea of knowledge, Xue Zang was absorbing the collected essence blood, and there was no reply to what Bai Fenghan said, which could be regarded as a matter of consent.

There was a babbling sound.

The briquettes had jumped off the table and were striking at the knife.

Ba Fenghan wanted to stop it, but seeing that the briquettes were not affected by the narrow knife at all, he was immediately relieved, when the little guy vented, looked up at him and looked at himself, then stopped his movements, laboriously dragged the narrow knife to the feet of Ba Fenghan, handed it out with great diligence, grinned widely, and laughed silently.

Ba Feng smiled coldly: "You are still idle, I was not embarrassed enough just now?"

said this, but he still leaned over and put the storage ring close to the narrow knife.

Although Ba Fenghan was very curious, he resisted the urge to study the narrow knife immediately.

He took off his shoes and sat cross-legged on the bed, and with a movement of his spiritual sense, three soul bottles appeared in front of him.

The three souls inside are: the sixth-order white ape, the fourth-order blue water beast, and the third-order snow wolf.

The memories and obsessions of these three souls have been completely purified by the soul storage bottle, and now only the pure soul body remains.

The matter of soul melting involves the foundation of the Great Dao and future achievements, and there is only one in ten thousand who can restore the soul of a person like Ba Fenghan who has been wiped out and can be restored to the soul fusion again.

Once the soul of most cultivators is annihilated, it means that the spiritual path is broken, and it is difficult to cultivate.

Ba Fenghan didn't think he could be blessed with luck all the time.

This fusion spirit is largely related to how far he can go in the second half of his life, so he must pay special attention to it.

Although the sixth-order white ape has a strong soul, it can only strengthen the strength of the body, and it is not within the five elements element, although it can give him an advantage over the enemy in the short term, but in the long run, with the improvement of cultivation, the later it will become, the more weak it will be, after all, the spiritual cultivator majored in the element, even if the physical body is strengthened by the soul, it is not as good as the martial artist, and compared with the spiritual cultivator, he will congenitally lack a use and understanding of the elements, which is inevitably a little chicken.

As for the third-order snow wolf with ice attributes, although it is within the five elements, it is not a growth soul, and it is not the first choice for soul melting.

Ba Feng Han looked at the blue water beast soul that had made Gu Yuan hot.

A top-level soul with a growing type in the water element!

He sighed, at the moment, only one soul was eligible, and it was too difficult to gather three souls at once to recover the peak, but it was better to lack than to overuse.

After putting away the soul storage bottles of the white ape and the snow wolf, he adjusted his state, opened the mouth of the bottle, and used his spiritual power to detain the blue soul of the blue beast in front of him, and then began to melt the spirit.

As the minutes passed, the briquette, who had been playing in bed, yawned, hugged his thighs all the way to his chest, and slept soundly in his arms.

During this period, in the sea of Bafenghan's aura, a small blue beast was running wildly.