Ye Jian was sweating heavily on his forehead, gritting his teeth. Now he was forced into a dead end, the glass bottle was destroyed, and there was no tool to collect black flames around him. For the sake of this plan, Ye Jian had to bite the bullet. If he missed this opportunity, Ye Jian would not know when he could subdue black flames.

Immediately, Ye Jian moved his mind and mobilized all the soul power in the sea of ​​divine. He didn't believe it. With his soul power that was ten times that of ordinary people, he would not be able to subdue a trace of black flames.

Chichi~!

The blue veins on Ye Jian's forehead were bulging and it had already bloated and turned red. The invisible soul power was like a big hand, grabbing the black flames and pulling towards Ye Jian's sea of ​​gods.

Ten inches, nine inches, eight inches... Five inches... Three inches, two inches, one inches.

Soon, the soul power wrapped around the black flame and pressed against Ye Jian's eyebrows. Suddenly, Ye Jian felt the heat between his eyebrows, as if a red-hot soldering iron was pressing tightly against Ye Jian's forehead.

Ah ~!

Ye Jian gritted his teeth, and the temperature around his body rose rapidly, turning red, and his soul power did not hesitate at all. He continued to pull into the sea of ​​gods. Then, black flames flashed and disappeared on Ye Jian's forehead like a shattered one. At the same time, in Ye Jian's sea of ​​gods, the black shadow blurred, and then the black flames appeared directly.

Teng~!

The black flames pounded slightly, and suddenly, Ye Jian's soul seemed to be in a fire, and it became shaking rapidly. A strong sense of pain immediately swept across Ye Jian. If Ye Jian had not had strong will, he would have fainted in an instant. There was only one result of fainting, and that was death.

The whole body seemed to be burning in a fire, and the muscles were contracting, squeezing the water, and sweat was flowing down like flowing water at this moment. Ye Jian's body was extremely painful.

"Give it to me——Chang!"

Thoughts motivate all the mental power and constantly invade the black flames, intending to leave a spiritual imprint on the black flames. However, I don’t know what kind of black flames are, but they actually have the effect of burning soul power. Although Ye Jian’s soul power is strong, it is still weakening little by little.

The current situation is like an offensive and defensive game. Ye Jian must leave a soul mark on the Black Flame within the specified time, while the Black Flame is independent resistance and not branded. The two sides are in such a tug-of-war.

Time flowed away slowly, Ye Jian's body became extremely thin, and almost nine out of the water in his body was steamed out, and now only a layer of foreskin was left.

However, in Ye Jian's deep sea, after a long period of attempts, Ye Jian finally imprinted his soul power on the black flame. At first, this trace of soul imprint could not last long, but as time went on, Ye Jian's remaining soul power became extremely resistant.

Under the control of thoughts, a wisp of soul power was then transformed into an invisible and qualitative rune, which was directly integrated into the black flame. Suddenly, an invisible control power rose in Ye Jian's heart, although it was very weak.

"If you can succeed for the first time, you can succeed for the second time."

Immediately, Ye Jian did the same thing, quickly copying the soul imprint, constantly integrating into the black flames, and the mysterious sense of control in his heart became even more serious.

After such repeated replication, finally, when the last trace of soul power in Ye Jian's deep sea was also transformed into a soul imprint, Ye Jian had completely controlled the black flames in the divine sea. Although this kind of control will weaken over time, as long as Ye Jian constantly imprints his own soul imprint, this kind of control power will not disappear.

The black flames were successfully swallowed. For a moment, endless fatigue swept across his body. Ye Jian's eyelids were as heavy as lead. Then he closed them directly and fainted. But Ye Jian didn't know that at the moment he fainted, the high heat spreading around seemed to be pulled, and merged into Ye Jian's body like a hundred birds returning to his nest. The temperature around him instantly returned to normal.

Somewhere inside Ye Jian's body, a drop of green liquid dripped down, and then turned into a green spirit ball, wandering along the tendons around him along the body. Suddenly, it seemed that a long drought had a rain of sweet rain. Ye Jian's muscles that had contracted due to the loss of water were like a balloon filled with air, swelling up quickly, and in an instant, they returned to their original size again.

Ye Jian slept very comfortably this time, and he felt a warmth in his mind. The pain around him had disappeared. When he opened his eyes again, it was already noon the next day.

"Um?"

Ye Jian opened his eyes, a black light flashed through his pupils, and his body seemed to be full of power.

"After a night, all the soul power has been restored?"

Seeing the soul condition in the sea of ​​divineness, Ye Jian immediately said in surprise.

In fact, soul power is a way of disseminating the soul. As long as a person's soul is immortal, the soul power will recover by itself. Of course, different people have different recovery speeds. I think this kind of soul power is ten times that of ordinary people. It is logical that it will naturally be slower to recover, but Ye Jian recovered overnight, which is beyond common sense.

"Is it related to the Black Flame?"

After thinking hard, Ye Jian finally linked all this with Black Flame.

"I don't know if the power of this Fire Control Art is really as powerful as the rumored one."

Ye Jian immediately stretched out his right hand, and put on the index finger and middle finger. According to the method of controlling fire, he mobilized the black flame in the sea of ​​divine sea.

Flip ~!

To Ye Jian's surprise, he just moved his mind slightly, and a black flame rose from his fingertips. Although the scale of this black flame was small, the temperature around him suddenly increased to more than 200 degrees.

If someone is watching nearby, you will definitely find that although the black flame is as thin as hair, it is wrapped in an invisible and qualitative heat field.

The black flames on his fingers pounded, and Ye Jian immediately flashed with a sharp look in his eyes and pointed out at the ancient wood ten feet away.

Dong~!

The invisible energy ripples spread out, and the black flame on Ye Jian's finger jumped, and then a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to capture directly penetrated the ancient wood in front of him.

Under Ye Jian's soul power, the black flame flew back "whoosh" and merged into the sea of ​​divine deity directly from Ye Jian's eyebrows. Until this time, the ancient tree ten feet away in front exploded instantly, and then it quickly rose from a black point on the trunk as the source point, and instantly covered the entire ancient tree.

"So powerful, under the control of soul power, the speed is already extremely fast. Now that the power of the black flame is simply like a tiger."

Ye Jian believed that if the move just now was used as a sneak attack, its power would definitely not be much worse than that of Leng Yue Jie.

After calming down his excitement, Ye Jian looked at his body. After a night of rest, his body actually returned to its original state like soul power. The outlines and textures of each muscle were clear, and Ye Jian obviously felt that his power had increased a lot. He immediately guessed in his heart that this was related to Longyuan.

“So sticky!”

The layer of hyalur butter adhered to the skin was very sticky, which made Ye Jian feel very uncomfortable. Immediately, Ye Jian stopped hesitating and stood up and walked towards his cottage. At the same time, he ordered someone to quickly prepare a bath water for him.

In the wooden barrel, Ye Jian washed away all the impurities around him, then changed into a hurry, and suddenly felt refreshed and light.

Sitting cross-legged on, Ye Jian continued to be familiar with the attributes of the black flames, and at the same time his soul power was constantly imprinted, practicing controlling and mastering the black flames. Time passed slowly, but after an hour, Ye Jian was delayed by something.

"Is Senior Brother Ye here?"

A familiar young man sounded outside the door. It was none other than Wang Yimu who looked at the mountain on the Supervisory Mountain. Since Ye Jian came to the Supervisory Mountain, he has become familiar with this Wang Yimu.

Wang Yimu is also a talented person. He is calm and down-to-earth in doing things, and is good at handling some ordinary trivial matters. Therefore, after Ye Jian calmed down the attack on the spirit mine, he handed over all matters to Wang Yimu.

Ye Jian said at the beginning that it is not an emergency situation and he must not come to disturb him these days, but now Wang Yimu is here, which shows that something difficult may have happened in the spiritual mine.

Ye Jian immediately regained his mind and shouted directly to the outer door.

"Come in!"

Scream~!

The wooden door was opened directly, and then a pretty young man wrapped in a cloth towel and dressed in a green Confucian uniform came into the door. The young man looked gentle, but at this moment, his face was filled with a hint of worry.

"Sit down."

Ye Jian sat down with Wang Yimu, and the latter was not pretentious and sat down directly on the wooden chair with a palm.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Senior Brother Ye, it's not good. The Spirit Mine Cave was attacked again today."

As soon as Wang Yimu sat down, he immediately hurriedly spoke.

"Affected again?" Ye Jian's brow frowned deeply.

"Hmph! The attacks were not resolved before, but now they are in trouble again. Do these people really think that our Nanluo Sect is a soft persimmon? If you want to, just pinch it?"

A sharp look flashed on Ye Jian's face. He had just experienced a life of death and had just entered the alchemy path, so he naturally needed to spend a lot of time to cultivate it. However, now he encountered this wave of things again, and he could naturally imagine his mood.

"Senior brother, don't you think this matter is a fraud?"

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Wang Yimu spoke directly and comforted him.

"How do you say this?"

Ye Jian frowned slightly and asked softly immediately.

"It's been less than three days since we calmed down the attack on the Spirit Mine. The remaining power is still there, and now there is a turbulence again. Don't you think it's strange, senior brother?"

Wang Yimu cleared his throat and continued to analyze for Ye Jian.

"And we captured a large number of combat power last time, and the defense of all spiritual mine caves has been strengthened. They are now attacking. Isn't this a fool's behavior?"

"You mean someone did it on purpose."

Ye Jian was so smart. He heard Wang Yimu's words and immediately pondered.

"If you dare to do this and be able to call such a martial artist in the realm of Condensing Realm at one time, then it must be a martial artist in the realm of Transformation."

Wang Yimu listened to Ye Jian's analysis and nodded in agreement.

"For the warriors in the Huayuan Realm, ordinary low-grade spirit stones are just a drop in the bucket for them. They don't have to offend Nanluo Sect because of this little spirit stone. So, what is their purpose?"

Ye Jian frowned and said in a deep thought. Immediately, Wang Yimu next to him was also in a deep thought.

Ye Jian thought for a long time, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

"By the way, I have been here for so long and have never heard of No. 1 and No. 2 Spirit Mining Caves. Why is this?"

Ye Jian turned his eyes to Wang Yimu and asked lightly.

"I heard that the No. 2 Spirit Mine Cave has been mined and has been abandoned now. As for the No. 1 Spirit Mine Cave, I have heard of it very little."

Wang Yimu glanced at Ye Jian suspiciously and said softly.

"knew,"
Chapter completed!