At the bottom of the Heavenly Incineration Qi Tower, the sea of lava and fire was constantly surging, and from time to time bubbles emerged and burst from the depths, and the air was full of the pungent smell of sulfur.

I was lying on the volcanic stone next to me, and the Dou Qi in my body was still out of control, making it impossible for me to use the Na Ring, and even if I really took out the pill, I couldn't control the Dou Qi and couldn't refine the pill.

I could only slow down my breathing as much as possible, calm my body, and then sink my mind, infiltrate the soul power into the meridians, and regain control of the fighting qi bit by bit.

It's difficult, because those fighting spirits are already chaotic, and there are fighting spirits colliding all the time, hitting my muscles and veins with a sharp pain, and occasionally shattering the fighting spirit that I finally regained control, and I can only start from scratch.

Simply the fighting energy in my body will be vented outside the body and volatilize into heaven and earth energy, which has become my biggest help.

In this way, I lay on the volcanic stone of the people for an unknown amount of time, and the rampaging Dou Qi in my body had been vented, leaving only a little bit of Dou Qi that I had re-controlled - just a little, my cultivation had returned to the Dou Qi stage.

Feeling that there was only a three-star fighter left, I pursed my lips bitterly, and thought bitterly: Fortunately, I don't rely on cultivation to eat, otherwise I will retreat for a thousand miles, and if I am an ordinary fighter, I will already die and live.

Because the injury was too serious to withstand the huge medicinal power, I reluctantly took out a low-level healing pill from the ring and took it, and refined it on my knees for a long time, and the whole person could barely breathe a sigh of relief from the serious injury of the shattered "Doujing".

Looking around, this cave is huge, looking at the surging magma, even if it is just hidden in countless secrets, I have no interest, just look in another place, this direction...... It should have gone up to the Heavenly Incineration Gas Tower, right?

"Oh......"

I groaned, struggled to my feet, and walked in that direction by holding on to the craggy volcanic rock wall.

Now I continue to help, and the Heavenly Incineration Qi Cultivation Tower is guarded all year round, as long as you get close to me, you can get help - maybe I will be questioned by Canaan Academy, but I didn't mean to do it after all, it's a big deal to pay them some money.

"Whoop, whoop......"

I staggered, my breathing became more and more rapid, and when I breathed in, there was blood foam spurting out, making my mouth and nose full of blood, which made me very uncomfortable.

But it didn't matter, because the farther I went, the more certain I became that this was the way to the Heavenly Incineration Tower. I was going uphill, and when I turned a corner, I could vaguely see a large piece of black metal in front of me by the magma fire coming from behind me......

The tower body of the Heavenly Incineration Gas Tower!

I couldn't help but chuckle, and then there was a chuckle behind me, and my heart trembled, how could there be anyone here? I looked back sharply, and I saw a graceful figure!

"Colored scales?!"

That graceful figure wears a phoenix crown and a purple skirt, who else can it be if it is not a dead colored scale?

I was so frightened that my soul flew out of the sky, trembling and retreating, my mind was full of puzzlement, her soul origin had been shattered by me, how could she still be alive?

Could it be that the unjust soul came back to me to ask for my life?

But isn't her soul a ghost, her soul has been shattered by me, where did she come from?! What's more, the body of the colored scales in front of him is extremely condensed, and there is no appearance of injury at all, which is simply impossible!

"Colorscale, why aren't you dead yet?"

I stumbled under my feet, and the whole person fell to the ground, looking up at her approaching figure for cultivation, I yelled in horror, and then crawled towards the incineration gas tower in the sky.

But there is no entrance here, maybe there is, but I can't find it, so I can only pound the cold black metal tower with all my might.

"Is there anyone in there, I'm Nalan Ye, save me, come and save me, I will have a good reward." I'm Nalan Ye, the left envoy of the Canadian Empire, come and save me! ”

I screamed as I knocked, and the dull sound of beating and my screams echoed through the corridor, extremely loud, but there was no response from the tower for a long time.

I was not reconciled, and shouted for a while, but still did not get a response, I finally stopped moving, I knew that this was a trick of the scales, blocking the sound, no matter how loud I shouted, there would not be a trace of sound into the tower.

I turned around with a bitter face, and slowly slid to the ground with my back against the cold tower. Colorscale stood not far away, quietly looking at me, with a look of banter on his face.

"The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength."

She looked at me and said, "In the past hundred years, I have led my people to fight countless battles in the south and north, which is the concept that this king has always believed in. So I don't understand why some people like to torture people until now......"

She twisted her tail slightly, came to me and looked down at me for a moment, then suddenly chuckled and asked, "How does it feel to sink from hope to endless despair?" ”

"You faked your death, let me heal, and let me get close to the Heavenly Incineration Qi Tower, just to satisfy your new evil taste?"

I looked up at her, and at this point, there was no room for relaxation between me and her, so I didn't bother to beg for mercy at all, and my face showed a strong mockery.

But this is only on the face, my heart is naturally extremely bitter, and I have to admit that she is indeed extremely intelligent, even in this bad taste, just the first time I did it, I felt the ecstasy of the rest of my life, the hope of seeing salvation, and then sinking into endless despair.

"It's not fake death, that soul brand is an area that I can't involve now, so you really killed me once."

Hearing this, I frowned, suddenly figured out something, looked at her and said in disbelief: "You, you used the Soul Cutting Technique?!" ”

The art of soul cutting, as the name suggests, is to cut the soul into two parts. And unlike the ordinary soul splitting technique, it is to cut out a part of the ordinary soul power, and the primary and secondary relationship between the two parts of the soul is extremely clear.

This "soul cutting technique" cuts the "soul origin", and it divides the "soul origin" into two!

How important and fragile is the "Soul Source"? It's like if I took the initiative to split the "Doujing" into two, just think about it and know how dead it is, and a mistake may shatter the "soul origin" and die directly.

And even if it is a fluke, the primary and secondary relationship between the two parts of the "soul origin" is extremely blurred, and they both have the "soul origin", who is the master? Who's the next?

In this way, not only is it very easy to devour the Lord by splitting the soul, but it is also easy to cause even more terrifying things, that is, the Split Soul breaks free from the control of the main soul and becomes an independent soul body with an independent personality!

Such a dangerous and troublesome method, the color scales are willing to use it?

You know, although she was subject to me, I never forced her, nor did I harm her interests, and even promised to help her find a strange fire and reunite her body.

But would she rather use such a dangerous method than be subject to me?

And it is obvious that she succeeded, not only successfully got rid of my control, but also controlled the "split soul" to death, leaving my soul imprint on the "soul origin" of the "split soul", and controlled the "split soul" to come out and suffer death.

She looked down at me indifferently, as if to see what I was thinking, and said proudly:

"My people will never be slaves!"

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