"Failed. Xin Fang weakly propped his hands on the platform and smiled bitterly. Shicai's excitement was just a catharsis, and after that, Xin Fang's reflection and exploration of all aspects of the whole process of summoning the little flame were followed.

"Although it failed, fortunately there was no process and there was no regression. Xin Fang opened the five-fold analysis and looked at the endgame board on the platform, "I have a hunch that my perception of the endgame board should only be a little less inspired. "Although the five-fold dissecting to the extreme is not enough to see through the intricate twisted lines on the endgame chessboard, Xin Fang now knows where it is difficult after all.

"Small universe, layered!" Xin Fang's arms slammed into support of his body, only to see that between his eyebrows it was dark and sometimes bright, and layer after layer of Xuanguang runes staggered, and then disappeared into the void. The failure to summon the Little Flame for the first time was not for nothing, at least it allowed Xin Fang to skip the exploration phase when he once again layered the small universe. After about one meal, Xin Yi once again successfully layered one hundred and eight small universes in the upper dantian.

Subsequently, the trend of the small flame gradually emerged.

"This time it must be successful!" Xin Fang applauded himself. With the lessons learned from the previous failure, he naturally had to be more cautious this time. Xin Fang first opened the five-fold analysis, and at the same time, for the first time, he condensed the Dominating Yuan Shen Induction into eight double Yuan Shen handprints, and slowly approached the small holy flame trend in the core area of the small universe space.

The Yuanshen Mudra also encountered resistance from Yan Zòng, but this time Xin Fang adopted a new strategy, he first broke half of the eight pairs of Yuanshen Mudras, and paved the endless and ethereal Dominating Yuanshen Induction Particles into a continuous range, permeating the small cosmic space, attracting the small flame trend.

This strategy really worked, Xin Fang found a route to link the trend of the Little Flame with a fivefold analysis, and he made an unreserved move at the moment, and finally gained control of the Little Flame for a short time after a moment of kaleidoscope. Xin Fang didn't care about the excitement, he quickly covered the Little Holy Flame trend in the fivefold analysis, and shouted: "Little Holy Flame." Condensation!" At the same time, his hands changed the Dharma seal, pointing to the fivefold analysis of the outer influence of the fivefold analysis, and finally the small flame trend was independent in a small space.

"It must be successful!" Xin Fang muttered. Although it was a miracle that he was able to condense the Little Holy Flame Trend without cultivation, this was not his ultimate request, and only when the Little Holy Flame finally completed the form, it could be regarded as the first step of his exploration of the endgame chessboard this time.

The trend of the small flame is constantly boiling in the small space created by the fivefold analysis, and gradually progressing towards the trend of burning.

Xin Fang nervously threw himself into the fivefold analysis, and his hands were half fists. Although the little flame was burning well, he still refused to let go. As if good things are grinding, the little flame always tends to be powerless. Although Xin Fang was anxious, he could only wait for the ending.

In the attention that Xin Fang was looking forward to, the first layer of Mars in the small space was finally long overdue. But Xin Fang still didn't dare to breathe, because this was only the first step in the success of the Little Flame Condensation, and it was also the most unstable step.

After a few thrilling dimming of Mars, the first bit of flame was finally summoned under Xin Fang's undivided attention. It is stable and eternal, but there is no possibility of further progress. Xin Fang exhaled heavily. Immediately, he took a deep breath and spit out the old and accepted the new. He brushed his sleeves to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and did not forget to pay attention to the little flame active in the small cosmic space in the upper dantian.

Right now, Xin Fang couldn't summon the flame to his fingertips, because it was too fragile. Once out of the small universe, the space will be destroyed. Only when the many flame points converged into a sizable small flame that that was the time when Xin Fang summoned the small holy flame.

"Come again!" Xin Fang chuckled, energetic, and his physical exertion did not make him mentally exhausted. On the contrary, it is the successful condensation of the flame point that doubles its confidence.

"Little Holy Flame, condense!" Xin Fang's hands were sealed again, and the steps were repeated.

Mars. A little, a little, a little......

Flames, layer by layer, layer by layer......

Although the time for the small flame to condense reached twenty-one days, it was still within the range of Xin Fang's tolerance because it had not yet reached the Penglai City enclosure. When a layer of seemingly ordinary flames fit into the prototype of the small holy flame, a wave of heat filled the entire upper dantian of Xin Fang strongly. The heat made Xin Fang uncomfortable, but he was ecstatic, because after twenty-one long years of accumulation, he had finally condensed the little flame.

"Endgame chessboard, I'm one step closer to the end of your riddle. Xin Fang chuckled, and then raised his sword with his right hand, and began his first small flame summoning after being sealed by the demon. Xin Fang frowned, the Xuanguang of the upper dantian flickered, and in the burst of fire, his sleepy eyes locked on the fingertips of the second finger of the middle finger of his right hand.

The magic momentum flowed, and I saw that the space around Xin Fang's right-hand sword style began to fluctuate. In the midst of the fluctuations, the fire intent spread around the fingertips out of thin air. Xin Fang's face was solemn at the moment, but he was used to it, because he had expressed such nervousness too many times in the past twenty-one days.

The fire intent gradually converged and attached to the Xin Fang's fingers, and they were like two finger sets, glowing with fiery red. The light of fire flowed up and down, and finally formed a substantial fire on top of Xin Fang's right-handed sword style, and gradually formed a fire form. Xin Fang's right hand was restricted from cultivating and obviously could not support the formation of the small holy flame, so he even held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and at the same time clamped his waist with both arms, borrowing a triangle to fix the shape of his hand.

The form of the fire gradually became clear, and finally the hidden system appeared, and the rhythm of the formation of the small flame became more and more obvious as the framework was constantly constructed. When the space distorted by the fire form calmed down again, the little holy flame that Xin Fang had been waiting for for a long time finally boiled above his right-handed sword form.

"Hahaha! Little Holy Fire!" Xin Fang laughed wildly, and the love he had suppressed for more than twenty days was rushing like a surging river at this moment. Then Xin Yi moved his fingers to trace the traces in the void, and the little holy flame bloomed beautifully, the most beautiful moment that happened after he entered the Tianyun Main Pavilion at this moment.

"Boom, boom!" Two successive resounding sounds resounded in the space of the Tianyun Main Pavilion, Xin Fang held his right hand sword diagonally, and the space around the small holy flame was distorted again. He pressed his left hand on the platform and slowly moved his right hand sword pose to approach the endgame board.

At this moment, although Xin Fang still did not cultivate, there were two other Dharma paths flowing in his body: the Mystic Element and the Dominating Yuan Shen Induction. With the interplay of these two paths, the Little Flame finally continued its state to the moment it touched the endgame chessboard. With a burst of dazzling light, the chessboard plane suddenly evolved into a light curtain plane, and was tiled in front of Xin Fang's eyes. With a twist of his sword in his right hand, Xin Fang flicked the small holy flame away from his fingertips, completely burning on the endgame chessboard.

"Boom!" When the little flame burned completely, it completely took on the power of fire. At this moment, the spatial pressure in the Tianyun Main Pavilion suddenly increased, and that was because the endgame of the magic circle had descended. Pulled by this, the endgame chessboard, which was covered by the full range of the small flame, began to flourish. Although Xin Fang suffered from the discomfort of going deep into the Yuan Shen, he was not tired of it, because he could already clearly sense the shadow of the spell contained in the endgame chessboard.

"Sure enough, it's a spell!" Xin Fang let out an excited voice, and he changed the angle of the little flame at the moment, changing its form to put pressure on the endgame chessboard. The endgame chessboard could not attack and defend the Little Holy Flame, plus it had no sense of independence at all, so it was naturally not the opponent of the Little Holy Flame, so it could only passively vent its coercion on Xin Fang's gold system cultivation.

After all, the gold system cultivation is just the level of the bright face that Xin Fang can present after being sealed by the demon, and the endgame chessboard can only suppress and cannot eliminate the cultivation at most, so no matter what Cheng dù the cultivation is restricted to, Xin Fang can ensure the free movement of his ontological true body, which is enough for him.

"Endgame chessboard, let the oppression come more violently!The more you play, the more comprehensive I can perceive!" Xin Fang stretched out his arms and stood in front of the platform, facing the endgame chessboard.

Seven days have passed in the blink of an eye, and at this moment, the small holy flame has finally been extinguished, and the oppression of the space in the entire Tianyun Main Pavilion has also disappeared, and the endgame chessboard on the platform has finally calmed down. Xin Fang's closed eyes suddenly opened, he looked at the endgame chessboard on the platform, and said excitedly and suspiciously: "Fire Decay Cross Pole?" (to be continued......