Chapter 125 Fire Emperor Technique

Suddenly!

A huge black hole appeared in Ye Feng's chest. Chen Feiyu, who was about to leave, lost control of his body and fell from the air. Looking at Ye Feng, he was terrified. {first release}

The suction force was getting stronger and stronger, Chen Feiyu's body was completely out of his control, and he slowly approached Ye Feng.

"Didn't think you would die in my hands!"

Ye Feng looked at Chen Feiyu, a wicked smile flashed across his face, his fingernails protruded and inserted into Chen Feiyu's chest.

"you……"

Before Chen Feiyu finished speaking, he felt that the essence and blood in his body were disappearing continuously, and he didn't know what was going on. Then he felt dizzy, which was a manifestation of excessive blood loss.

"Die!"

Ye Feng suddenly increased the suction power, and Chen Feiyu instantly turned into a mummy, who could only linger on, not a few breaths.

Throwing away Chen Feiyu's body and searching for the storage rings on both of them, Ye Feng didn't intend to stay any longer, and fled to the distance.

After one day, find a cave, rest for one night, and continue on the road the next day.

Reflecting on the bonfire, Ye Feng took out the storage rings of Chen Feiyu and Yao Wushuang, planning to tidy them up.

When the consciousness entered, the corner of Ye Feng's mouth drew an arc, and he was slightly shocked by the scene inside.

"Hahaha, I'm so sleepy, someone sent me a hot pillow!"

Ye Feng laughed out loud. During this time, Ye Feng's resources were almost exhausted. It just so happened that these two people sent a large amount of true panacea, and there were hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, which was enough for Ye Feng to squander for a while.

There are several spirit weapons, and Ye Feng can take them out in exchange for more true spirit pills. As for refining resources, there are not many.

"Hey, what is this!"

Ye Feng found a fiery red stick from Chen Feiyu's storage ring, bursts of flames were emitting from it, if he reached out to grab it, he would definitely be scorched by the flames above.

"Is this a fire pestle?" Ye Feng asked suspiciously, not sure.

If it is really a fire pestle,

Then Ye Feng was really mad, his fire dantian had just awakened, and he was in need of a lot of flame energy, if the fire pestle, it could just meet Ye Feng's needs.

Although it looks like a stick, it is a kind of plant that grows in extremely hot places, close to the south of Southern China, where it is hot summer all year round, and some places are even so hot that humans cannot survive.

Wrapped with zhenqi, Ye Feng drew out the fire pestle, put it on the ground, and made a chirping sound immediately, the stones on the ground could not bear the energy of the fire pestle, and were burned into powder.

"Sure enough, it's a fire pestle!"

Ye Feng was sure that this Chen Feiyu did not know where to get such a large piece. It would be of no great use to ordinary people, but it would be a supreme treasure to some people who practice fire zhenqi.

Sitting cross-legged, Ye Feng practiced the Nine Transformations of Buddha and Demon, and a trace of suction appeared, and began to extract the energy from the fire pestle.

After these flames entered Ye Feng's body, he felt a trace of scorching heat. After entering the Nine Prisons Demon Cauldron, they were transported to the fire dantian. The flames inside slammed, and the flames instantly enlarged, swallowing the infiltrated flames. up.

"Okay, okay, my fire zhenqi is much stronger, and my overall strength has improved."

After absorbing the flame energy, Ye Feng felt that his fire dantian became more saturated, very excited, and accelerated the absorption speed.

Concentrating the mind, traces of flame air flowed into the body along Ye Feng's pores, and turned into pure flame energy, which was stored in the body.

This kind of flame gas is very pure without any impurities, and Ye Feng can melt the flame gas into his body without refining it.

The fire pestle, which was a foot long just now, was slowly shortening, and after the flames on it disappeared, the pitch-black torso was exposed, no longer red.

After spending an hour, Ye Feng finally refined all the fire pestle, and the flame in the fire dantian was completely exuberant, making a chi-chi sound.

"Whoosh!"

A beam of flames appeared on Ye Feng's finger, and controlled with his mind, the flames flew out and flew into the distant wall.

"laugh!"

The flames shot into the wall, and even burned a big hole in the wall. If it was used on a person, wouldn't it be burned to ashes.

But people are different from stones, they have qi to protect their body, it is impossible to let you burn, but with these flames, Ye Feng has an extra trump card.

All night, Ye Feng was thinking about how to use this flame in actual combat. If he threw the flame like this, the opponent would easily dodge it.

A huge fireball twisted back and forth in Ye Feng's hands, sometimes along the arm to the shoulder, and sometimes along the shoulder to the palm of the hand, Ye Feng pondered all night, but still had no idea, unable to use the flame in actual combat, this is tasteless .

"Hey, why didn't I think of compressing the flame!"

Ye Feng suddenly slapped his thigh, and his whole body shot up, as if he had thought of a good idea.

The fist-sized flame began to change in Ye Feng's hands, getting smaller and smaller, and slowly became the size of an egg, and Ye Feng was still compressing.

After being compressed, the flames started to riot and could rush out at any time. It was very difficult for Ye Feng to suppress it.

As the flame gets smaller and smaller, the difficulty of control is getting higher and higher, especially the temperature of the flame, which rises rapidly. It seems that after the flame is compressed, the temperature is much higher. If Ye Feng has not refined the flame gas, it is estimated that Already burned.

When it was the size of a ping-pong ball, it had reached its limit. Ye Feng's forehead began to sweat, because he also felt a terrifying aura. If this fireball was thrown, it would definitely be earth-shattering.

But Ye Feng is still not satisfied, the volume is too large, it is easy to expose the target, Ye Feng continues to compress.

The fireball started to become unstable, and could explode in Ye Feng's hands at any time. Ye Feng had no choice but to suppress it with a lot of true energy, keeping it within a certain range to avoid getting hurt.

In the back, Ye Feng tried to communicate with the flame and feel its laws. Everything in the world has spirituality, and the flame is the same. If you can feel the thoughts of the flame, you can naturally control the flame easily.

What is fire, the source of all fires, it can burn everything, it is the portrayal of masculinity, and it is also the embodiment of the devil, it depends on how you use it.

Gradually, Ye Feng's spiritual consciousness passed through the fireball in his hand, feeling every slight change in it, Ye Feng communicated with the fireball in his hand little by little like touching his own child.

The aura of rioting gradually stopped, and the flame in his hand seemed to have subsided a lot, becoming much more docile, not as violent as before.

The shrinking speed of the fireball accelerated a lot, and it turned out to be only the size of a fingernail. Ye Feng stopped and continued to compress, and had reached the limit. If the compression continued, the fireball would definitely explode, and it is estimated that the entire cave would be destroyed.

Hiding the fireball in the palm of his hand, outsiders couldn't see it at all. Ye Feng came outside the entrance of the cave. The sky was already bright, and a fishy white appeared in the east.

"Go!"

suddenly!

A golden object flew out of Ye Feng's hand, only the size of a finger cap. Although it could be seen with the naked eye at the moment of throwing it, no one would associate this flame with danger.

The golden ball flew a distance of tens of meters. Finally fell to the ground.

"Blast me!"

Because the fireball is mixed with your own spiritual thoughts, use your spiritual thoughts to control the fireball.

"boom!"

A mushroom cloud rose up, and a strong ripple shock wave appeared. Standing tens of meters away, Ye Feng felt a gust of wind blowing towards him.

"boom!"

Ye Feng's body was lifted up and hit the inside of the cave. Looking at the roar coming from outside, Ye Feng's face showed horror.

"Damn it, it's so powerful!"

Ye Feng walked out of the hole and looked into the distance. There was a huge pit where the fireball hit just now. It was about ten meters deep and a few feet wide. If it was a person, it would have been blasted to powder long ago.

"Is this still my attack? It is estimated that in the late stage of the Earth Martial Realm, this blow can instantly kill me!"

Ye Feng was deeply shocked, but there are advantages and disadvantages. Ye Feng felt that his fire dantian was empty for a while, and it would take a long time to recover, and he continued to absorb the flame energy to replenish.

The space contains any element, including the flame of course, but it is not as strong as the fire pestle. Ye Feng had to absorb it from the void and recover slowly.

"It seems that I have another attack martial skill, but what should I call it?"

Ye Feng muttered to himself, since these flames can be used as means of attack, they must have a name.

"Fireball? Not good, not good, too vulgar!"

"Fire attack? More vulgar."

Ye Feng thought of several names, but felt dissatisfied. In short, he should be more domineering.

"Fire Emperor Technique!"

A new word appeared, and Ye Feng even named this fireball attack Fire Emperor Technique, which is very domineering.

"It's called the Fire Emperor Technique!"

Ye Feng had no idea that after awakening the first dantian, the other dantians were also quietly changing, absorbing other energies from the air of the void invisibly.

After the sky was bright, Ye Feng stopped staying and headed towards Li Yuanguo, trying to reach the Magic Flame Mountain Range as soon as possible to complete this mission. Ye Feng thought that going to the Magic Flame Mountain Range this time would be more conducive to his own development, at least he could get a lot of exercise.

After walking on this plain for nearly a day, Ye Feng finally saw a large number of buildings appearing in the distance.

But here is not prosperous, most of them are some small towns, Ye Feng did not stay, this time rented a carriage, hired a groom, Ye Feng didn't want to attract too many people's attention, got into the carriage, and went to practice with peace of mind.

"Young Master Ye, in one day's time, we will arrive at Li Yuan's imperial city. After passing through the imperial city, we will arrive at the edge of the Demon Flame Mountain Range in another ten days' journey."

Ye Feng spent several days in the carriage, at this time the groom outside the carriage said to Ye Feng.

"Well, when we arrive in the imperial city, we will rest for a day and continue on our way. Your reward is indispensable."

Ye Feng spent a thousand spirit stones to hire these two carriages for 20 days, which is definitely an astronomical figure, but Ye Feng didn't care, he just wanted to be quiet.

One day later, a huge imperial city appeared in front of Ye Feng.