"Huh? What did you just say? Although he didn't see any shocked expressions, such words also made Zongtian feel happy, and at this time, he was also a little swishing to say such words.

"I said, ......" Yang Ling seemed to be really ready to repeat that kind of words again, but the sudden situation caught his attention, "I said, what's wrong with you." ”

I was just about to listen to the flattering words again, but Yang Ling's words made Zong Tian naturally look at the fireball burning at his fingertips, but there was nothing there, but Zong Tian's entire arm was already wrapped in flames.

With a miserable scream, Zongtian plunged headlong into the water. Although the flame was really burning on Zongtian's armor, it was not enough to burn Zongtian's skin for such a short time, and the flame was only on his arm, and he didn't have to jump into the water at this time.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" not only extinguished the fire, but also choked Zong Tian twice with a large amount of water, but this result can only be blamed on his own carelessness.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to remind you." However, the voice of the soul's apology still came at this time,

"No, it's all my own accident." Naturally, there will be no arrogant complaints about the soul creation of the sky.

"Although there are reasons for this, you probably haven't understood what it means that you can't use soul energy at this time." He didn't care about the words in front of the soul creation at all, and Zongtian was also a little curious about why Yang Ling would directly admit defeat.

"Although the Demon Emperor has shown great skills, there is a fundamental difference between you." Speaking of which, Zongtian also looked at Yang Ling's fireball that was still hovering at his fingertips, but in fact, it was just a simple vision, the two of them were also fundamentally different, and Zongtian was definitely the one who was completely exploded.

"Lord Demon Emperor relied on his own powerful soul energy to press those two ordinary fireballs into a harmless state, while you are the other extreme, you just rely on your feelings to make those fireballs stand naturally on your fingers." He seemed to understand some of the myths of soul creation, and he did see the whirlpool in the fireball before pointing his finger at that particular point. It's not so much a skill as a physical experience.

"That's why I forgot to remind you that although you have temporarily stabilized that fireball, without the support of your soul energy, it is only a matter of time before that fireball collapses." That's why the sky burned itself, right? However, if Zongtian was careful, the whirlpool that gradually slowed down would definitely attract his attention, so the words of soul creation were still a kind of care.

"I remember a well-known Soul Martial Artist said something similar to me." After listening to the analysis of the soul creation, Yang Ling also showed a thoughtful look, "He said, he can see the trajectory of the wind. ”

The trajectory of the wind? Although Zong Tian also saw the flow in the fireball, for something as ethereal as the wind, he naturally would not have such a mysterious and mysterious strength, but in the eyes of others, Zong Tian was already a very strong talent at this time.

"You're talking about the wind general Lei Wu, right? Maybe my little heaven might have that kind of strength. Although this seems to be a joke about soul creation, she is naturally full of expectations for Zongtian's future, but Zongtian doesn't dare to imagine such a future at all.

Although Zongtian's goal is the pinnacle that the two worlds combined can't reach, but that kind of goal is undoubtedly too ethereal, but the name Lei Wu is too real, and even Zongtian, who can be regarded as a lonely and unheard of, has heard of this name. Just like what he said to Yang Ling, Lei Wu is also a bit mysterious, he is not only extremely good at wind attribute soul skills, but also has cultivated a large number of soul martial arts as the backbone of society, and he himself is also one of the characters standing at the peak of the soul martial arts world.

"Don't make fun of me, I can't compare to Lei Wu." Although in the reality of soul creation, most of these words are not a compliment, but this kind of praise is too much, but the one I blurted out can't compare, but it makes Zongtian have a weird feeling, and I always feel like I've heard such words somewhere.

"That's just that you can't compare to you now." It's that sister who is as gentle as ever, and she feels that she seems to be a little too spoiled.

"That's it, if you know your talent, work hard." Knowing the whole reason for the incident, Yang Ling also threw the fireball in his hand far away in the water, and at this time, he seemed to be planning to go back to sleep.

"Old Yang, how did you do it just now?!" Although Yang Ling just now was just a random throw, the speed of the fireball flying was several times faster than that of Zongtian.

"What and how." Originally, it was a random throw, but Yang Ling naturally didn't pay attention to what Zong Tian said.

"It's the fireball that flew out." It seems that he is also a little anxious, and Zongtian's words are still a little unclear, but fortunately, Yang Ling is a smart person.

"You mean the speed of the fireball?" Although Zong Tian did not directly mention this matter to him, Yang Ling also sensed Zong Tian's dissatisfaction.

"Yes, yes, that's it."

"I'm sorry, you can't do that." At this time, Yang Ling naturally didn't mean anything to belittle, just like what he had done before, these were all based on his powerful soul energy and the experience accumulated over time.

"I know, I just want to ask about the principle." Although he already knew such a result, Zongtian was still unrelenting.

"It's just relying on the soul energy of the wind attribute to push the fireball out." Although it was said so lightly by Yang Ling, there was actually another attribute of soul energy in it, but even so, Zongtian still did not have the consciousness of death.

Seeing that Zongtian seemed to be in thought, Yang Ling had no intention of disturbing him, he walked directly towards the bonfire, but Zongtian came to his senses at this time.

"Lao Yang, I won't give you a vigil tonight."

"Whatever you want."

It seems that Yang Ling should also have something that can ensure safety, or directly rely on his strong strength, but the result at this time is that Zongtian no longer has to worry about him.

"Sister Soul Maker, I want you to trouble you to accompany me to make some attempts." Although Yang Ling's experience seemed to have caused more difficulties to Zongtian, Zongtian still wanted to try the possibilities in his mind.

"Little things." The soul-making answer was expected, but even so, Zongtian was grateful from the bottom of his heart.

The armor was re-inserted, and the sky was once again close to the water source. The fireball ignited on his fingertips again, and then Zongtian threw the fireball up all at once, and then he punched the fireball. Such a crazy move in exchange for some crazy results are naturally a little crazy, this time it was not only the arm, the whole body of the sky was ablaze, but jumping into the water again also avoided the possibility of him being burned.

"Are you crazy?" It seems that some people are frightened by Zongtian's appearance, and the voice of the soul is full of incredulity, and at the same time, they can't hide their concern for Zongtian.

"I just thought that if I could hold up that fireball, maybe I could ...... too."

"There's nothing for sure, it's completely impossible." The soul creation interrupted Zongtian's words a little roughly, but what he wanted to interrupt more was the possibility of Zongtian's injury.

"If I told you before that I could hold up a fireball with my fingers, you wouldn't believe it, would you?"

"I ......"

Although the soul maker at this time desperately wanted to make Zongtian forget that dangerous thought, she didn't want to lie about such a clear question.

"Just let me try it, didn't Lao Yang say it just now? If you find your talent, work hard. ”

"But ......"

"It's okay, if it's just a shattered fireball, it still won't hurt this armor, right?"

Soul Creation naturally knew the performance of this armor better than anyone else, and the water in front of her also made her feel a lot more relieved.