Chapter 159 Soul Sacrifice Training

"It's really hateful. I almost caught him, but my mental power is still too small, too small, too damn small. He ran away. What should I do?" Yan Shaofeng was so anxious. He grabbed his hair and said angrily.

"Don't worry, you little bastard, you know how to take advantage of girls, and you just worry about the smallest thing. Why aren't you anxious about kissing me?!"

"Go away, don't come out to disturb the situation, I'm annoyed!" Yan Shaofeng shouted in his heart when he heard Prince Ming come out to sarcastically make remarks again.

"You asked me to get out, so I won't tell you what to do." Prince Ming deliberately hummed a ditty to appease Yan Shaojun.

"What can you do? What can you do? Tell me quickly, old man, your life is at stake. Don't hold back. Tell me quickly." Yan Shaofeng gave a bitter smile, smacked his face, and said sadly: " I was wrong, I was tongue-tied, please tell me quickly."

"It's very simple, upgrade!" King Ming sneered.

"Upgrade! Yes, after upgrading, my soul will continue to be powerful, but it is too difficult to upgrade from level 6 to level 7. I have been working hard for a month, and the fire has been condensed several times more than before, but there is no sign of upgrading at all. No, I can’t touch the edge of the seventh level of Houtian at all. How do you want me to upgrade? Shia only has more than two months to live, is it too late?!”

"Besides taking elixirs to forcibly upgrade, there is another very extreme method between heaven and earth. Very few people know about this method, and even if they knew about it, no one would go back and try it. If it weren't for you to save this little girl, I won’t say it to you sincerely, because the risk is too great, and there is no need for us to do that. What if we accidentally become an idiot, and there is no guarantee of success!” King Ming was silent for a moment, and then relaxed. Say it slowly.

"How long will it take?!" Yan Shaofeng asked.

"About a month, it won't delay your efforts to save people, but as I said just now, this is very dangerous and painful. Are you really willing to try it?!"

"I really didn't realize it. You're still a lover. Hehe, you can be a ghost under the peony flowers. Well, since you are so sure, then I will help you."

"You haven't said what to do yet?!" Yan Shaofeng suddenly stood up and said with a serious expression.

"Soul Purgatory! I forgot to tell you. This method is only useful for people with fire attributes. You are just right!" King Ming hurriedly added.

"Soul Purgatory!"

"Also called 'Soul Sacrifice', it means using the true fire of the sun to beat your soul a million times like a blacksmith, turning it into a piece of 'hundred-forged steel.' From iron to steel, that is a qualitative leap, and you also You can leap once, but this method can only be used once, and the higher the level, the greater the danger, and the smaller the possibility of success. As for the pain, let's put it this way, it is nothing like throwing a person into an alchemy furnace. The difference, maybe, is a little more severe than that." Prince Ming suddenly sighed and said, "Why don't we forget it, it's too dangerous, too painful, and the success rate is only 50%!"

"If you give it a try, you will still have a chance of survival. If you don't try, you will die. Cultivation is inherently hard work. Every day, monks are wiped out because they go crazy. If you don't take some risks, how can you have a great future? For Shia , and for myself, I am willing to give it a try." Yan Shaofeng gritted his teeth and actually grinned, "You must be strong as a person, no matter what you face, you must be strong."

"Take off your clothes and lie down on the sand. That's right now. I don't like people who procrastinate." After being silent for a while, Prince Ming seemed to have made up his mind and suddenly said sharply.

"Then you can't take off your clothes, there are girls here!" This matter made Yan Shaofeng a little embarrassed. Prince Ming sighed and said, "Then show your back!"

When Xia saw Yan Shaofeng suddenly in a daze, he ignored her words to him, as if he had lost his soul. She thought something was really wrong with him, so she hurriedly shook him twice: "Brother Yan, you It’s okay.”

"Xia, brother Yan has to do hard training now and strive to level up within a month so that he can catch the Iron-backed Wolf for you. You can go back to Blue Moon City and wait for me first. It's very dangerous here. I might I can’t protect you!”

"Ah! You want to upgrade?!" Shia shook her head repeatedly: "I won't leave, I want to be with you all the time, and you also need someone to protect you. Although I am very weak, I can summon monsters. I I can protect you." Yan Shaofeng thought it was right. He still didn't know what he was going to go through. If he encountered a strong enemy and someone took advantage of him, it wouldn't be too stupid. It would be better to let Shia protect him. Well, as long as there are monsters around, this little girl will definitely be fine.

"Okay, if that's the case, then you can protect the law for me." Yan Shaofeng suddenly smiled and said: "If you see something later, just pretend you didn't see it. Don't be surprised."

King Ming's illusory body suddenly emerged from the heaven-defying magic bracelet, swaying like transparent water waves, and looked at Shia's weird smile.

"Haha, I thought it was something. Isn't it just the 'projection technique'? My father knows this, so I wouldn't be surprised!" Shia pouted her lips, a little disappointed in her eyes.

Yan Shaofeng and Prince Ming smiled bitterly at each other. Yan Shaofeng took off his armor and coat and said with a smile: "Projection is just projection. Master, come quickly." After saying that, he lay down on the hot desert, Yan Shaofeng immediately felt like he was being roasted on a teppanyaki. His chest, which was not protected by the armor, made a hissing sound, as if it was being roasted.

The illusory King Ming sucked in a full ten middle-grade spirit stones. His palms suddenly turned red, like cooked crab claws. With a sudden grab, a huge three-legged pill furnace flew out and spun. After turning around, it turned into a big hammer. King Ming said coldly to Yan Shaofeng: "If there is no heaven-defying magic bracelet, your soul cannot be unsheathed, but this is no longer a problem now.

"Buzz!" The heaven-defying magic bracelet grew infinitely like a hula hoop and flew around Yan Shaofeng's head. A green ball of light nearly as big as the mouth of a well was sucked out by its suction, with patches of lightning on the green surface. , detonating continuously, showing violent characteristics. This is Yan Shaofeng's violent fire-attribute soul.

Yan Shaofeng seemed to be in a dream. He felt very hot and uncomfortable. He clenched his teeth in consciousness and grabbed a handful of sand on the ground. The sand was hot to his hands.

"I'm going to start now. You must ensure that your soul will not escape. If he escapes, then he will fail. Training the soul is not so easy. I also need to add some special ingredients to your soul. Something." King Ming stretched out his hand to grab it, and a purple-black air flow flew out of the heaven-defying magic bracelet and fell into his palm.

"The gas of the underworld demon!" King Ming said: "This is the most corrosive gas flow in the world of cultivation. It is most suitable to be used as a catalyst for soul rituals. However, this gas is extremely poisonous. If you put it into your In my soul, it’s like you are dealing with sulfuric acid, you have to hold on!”

"Peng!" King Ming opened his hand, and the devil's energy penetrated directly into Yan Shaofeng's soul power like a loach. Yan Shaofeng immediately rushed to him and seemed to be melting. He was in pain, pain, sorrow, and sadness. There were bursts of painful wails: "God, what is this?!"

"I told you it's painful, do you want to stop!"

"No, hurry up and continue!"

Shia also heard the painful cry. Although she was not an Eastern monk, the spiritual power of a Western magician could sometimes turn into a ball of light. Shia probably knew what was going on, and her fingertips lit up. , pointed at King Ming and shouted: "What do you want to do? Stop it quickly. Brother Yan is in pain."

"Hey, little girl, you must not summon your monsters. Your brother Yan is enduring this pain all because of you. He has to undergo the soul sacrifice training and go through the most painful practice in time. If you come out to disrupt the situation , everything will be over in one fell swoop, and he won’t be able to survive.” Prince Ming looked at Shia who gritted her teeth and wanted to fight him desperately, and showed a helpless smile.