The sky is still so blue, the water is still so green, and the grass and flowers are quite moist in the silent shijie.

Except, of course, those who have been ravaged by the three souls that appeared inexplicably.

The dragon is still unconscious.

Shi Feng secretly mobilized the Enlightenment Monument and accelerated the Enlightenment Monument to the extreme, preparing to smash it into the Six Hall Lords.

The Sixth Hall Lord looked surprised, and looked at Shi Feng's chest intently.

When Shi Feng wanted to smash the Enlightenment Tablet at the Sixth Hall Lord, he was surprised.

How to smash?

Myself with him.

It was to smash him, but he was not spared.

But how can I deal with this extremely powerful soul body? Do you want to die here?

The current Shi Feng was firmly grasped by the six hall masters.

Explode the knife, don't dare to use it, not to mention the Enlightenment Monument, Big Foot, by the way, use Big Foot!

While Shi Feng was pondering, the surprise on the face of the Sixth Hall Lord became even heavier.

He was busy collecting the black flames in Shi Feng's body that had been scattered by himself, and he was looking forward to the improvement of his cultivation.

He suddenly discovered that the black flame that was now gathered was actually mixed with an extremely small amount of soul silk ingredients.

It's impossible!

Even the soul silk will be incinerated by the black flames, unless it is Netherworld.

After the small amount of soul silk entered the black flame that he had already gathered, he actually began to connect one by one.

When it was about two meters long, it began to slowly wrap around each other, slowly winding into a soul silk ball.

It doesn't matter, the soul silk group is the soul silk group.

The soul silk ball actually began to gather the black flames, not only the messy black flames that were scattered by him, but even the black flames that he originally owned were also gathered.

The Sixth Hall Lord stared at the changes in the black flames and muttered to himself in his heart.

Could it be that the accumulation of black flames to a certain extent will produce such a change? Could it be that it is wrong to say that the method of using black flames that I have comprehended before?

In the past, the method of storing black flames was to integrate part of the black flame into part of the soul filament of the cultivation core in his cultivation core and heart, and then use this part of the soul filament fused with the black flame to form a container and encapsulate the black flame in it.

He had also tried to completely integrate the black flame into his heart, but he had failed!

Once the amount of black flame fused into the soul silk reached more than one-third of the number of soul filaments in the cultivation core, the black flame would begin to burn his soul filament.

If he hadn't stopped in time, maybe the soul body of the Six Hall Masters no longer existed in this Netherworld.

But now the strange change of the black flame made him think about it.

This was just one of the reasons that surprised the Six Hall Lords.

The second reason is that the head of the six hall lords is even bigger!

That's what he found out when he looked closely.

In the current small ball, in addition to the normal soul silk, there are also some small wish power soul silks.

With the cultivation of the six hall masters, he also owns a part of the Wishing Force Soul Silk, and it is not strange to know the Wishing Force Soul Silk!

But what puzzled him was that these Wishing Soul Silk actually had a trace of agility.

The extremely subtle Wishing Power Soul Silk did not enter the small ball constructed by the Power Soul Silk, but swayed rapidly in the black flames.

Those black flames were not gathered by the power soul filaments, and the power soul filaments were not automatically connected together, and then formed into small balls.

Everything is the result of the command of the Soul Silk of Willingness.

On the entire power soul silk, there is only a small piece of extremely small wish power soul silk.

If you want the power soul silk to move, the power soul silk will follow how to move.

All the remaining Wishing Soul Threads were busy gathering the black flames that had been gathered into a cluster by the Six Hall Lords.

What's going on?

Once those black flames entered the small ball composed of the power soul silk, the Sixth Hall Lord immediately felt that he had lost the connection with the black flames!

Seeing that the black flames he could control were getting fewer and fewer, the Sixth Hall Lord no longer daydreamed about the blue sky. His mood turned from anticipation to panic.

The black flame is his strongest attack, not to mention.

One-third of the power soul silk of his cultivation core is fused with black flames. What should I do if that strange power ball collects all the black flames including one-third of my power soul silk?

Not only is the strongest attack gone, but it is estimated that his cultivation will drop by one-third.

No, evacuate quickly!

However, the Lord of the Six Halls found out that it was too late to regret it!

He couldn't take back the black flames that had penetrated into Shi Feng's body at all.

The head of the Sixth Hall Lord was sweating!

I don't know what the outcome will be if I continue like this, maybe I may die here!

Don't want the black flames!

The Lord of the Six Halls can also be regarded as a Tianjiao.

Opportunities, all kinds of mental nature, are all the top level in the soul body, otherwise he would not be able to reach today's cultivation.

The Six Hall Lords tried to cut off their ties with the partnership, giving up the black flames that had entered Shi Feng's body.

But here comes his trouble.

He couldn't cut himself and the flame filament that controlled the black flame in Shi Feng's body.

Pull, pull, pull. Pull hard!

The Sixth Hall Lord even used the strength to feed, but the flame filaments that controlled the black flames in Shi Feng's body were like something indestructible.

No matter how hard the six hall lords tried, they just kept pulling the thin filaments of flames.

The black flames in Shi Feng's body, including the black flames that the Six Hall Lords had probed into, were quickly absorbed by the soul silk mass formed by that small ball of power.

The ball slowly sank into Shi Feng's lower dantian.

Those extremely subtle spiritual wish soul threads rushed straight up along the flame filaments of the Six Hall Lords.

The Sixth Hall Lord only felt a bang in his head, and then, he didn't know anything!

At this time, Shi Feng just called out the nine big feet together and kicked the six hall masters fiercely.

What made Shi Feng depressed was that none of the nine big feet had touched the Sixth Hall Lord, and the tall body of the Sixth Hall Lord had already fallen with a bang!

Shi Feng scolded secretly, this bullshit, the nine of them won't be so powerful when they come out together.

These six hall masters are too bold!

The big foot hadn't touched him yet, and he was already scared!

That's not right!

During the scuffle, I didn't see those Youhuang Emperors in the Nine Shadows Hall who were afraid of big feet!

Could there be another reason?

After staying with Qiu Long for a long time, Shi Feng is already a bit like Qiu Long.

No matter what your reason, you want my life, I'll let Big Foot kick you!

I kick, I kick, I kick!

"Oops!" the unconscious Sixth Hall Lord didn't know if he was awakened by kicking, or by pain, or if he woke up by himself!

After a light snort, I opened my eyes!

"Lord, master, you, you weishenme kicked me?" The sixth hall master didn't know weishenme, and his speech was a little unfavorable.

"Lord, master, where is your master? I'm afraid there is not even a ghost here except us! Kick you to death!" Shi Feng was full of anger!

"You, you are my master! I, I am your servant! I, I am the Ghost Saint, you kick, you can't kick to death! You, you still take it, stop it, lest you be burdened!" The eyes of the six hall lords were dull, and it was not easy to speak!

"Your brain is in the water, servant, and you are still a saint!" Shi Feng felt that he might have some kind of illness, and he must have misheard what the Sixth Hall Lord said.