Zhuo Qingliu's choice to break through the realm in the fire cave actually had great disadvantages, but at this point he could only blame himself for not being there, which led to this unexpected life. He thought of that person again, but his heart felt a little pain.

"I want to divert the fire from the cave, and you can control this furnace for me." Zhuo Yifeng said lightly. Zhuo Qingliu was slightly surprised. Unexpectedly, Zhuo Yifeng would take the initiative to let him do this. He was both nervous and excited, because he was afraid that his father would scold him if he couldn't do it well. He was excited because he had to use all his strength to control the Qilin furnace under such violent anger to do it. Although it was a little difficult, it could greatly stimulate his ability to control the Yuanli and would also be of great help to consolidate the realm.

"Okay!" He just responded and walked into the refining room with a calm expression. Zhuo Yifeng didn't say much, and then took back his Yuanli. The Qilin stove began to float and sink on the flames, like a boat floating in the water. Zhuo Qingliu was not as calm as it seemed on the surface. Yuanli was released very violently and anxiously, and then landed on the Qilin stove. However, the Qilin stove suddenly shook, as if it was about to turn over.

"Don't be impatient, just adapt slowly." Zhuo Yifeng's words came. Zhuo Qingliu wanted to answer, but he suddenly realized that he had no space. Once the Yuanli was stuck with the Qilin stove, it seemed as if the mind and spiritual consciousness were being pulled in. The huge pressure came, and the whole body of the Yuanli began to rush out. He tried hard to control it, let the Yuanli flow out to a certain extent, and then injected into the Qilin stove to feel the power of the fire. Soon he sensed a light ball, gushing out red and golden flames. He began to guide, just like introducing water into a ditches to let the violent fire power vent to the appropriate place. And it was much more difficult to control it than imagined. Just a trace of fire would consume a lot of his energy. The light ball was like a huge millstone, consuming his energy, and a burst pain came from his mind.

Zhuo Yifeng waved his long sword, and the earth and rocks collapsed immediately. When the dust fell, a deep groove appeared on both sides of the cave. The fire of the cave began to scatter in the grooves and became more unstable, like a strong wind, and the Qilin stove also trembled violently. Zhuo Qingliu had just stabilized the Qilin stove, and the sudden fluctuation made all efforts go into vain. The breath of the Qilin stove in his senses was even more disordered, as if he was about to jump out of the flames. All his mind fell on the Qilin stove, and used the greatest power to suppress the restless breath of the Qilin stove. But the more he suppressed the restless breath, the stronger it was, as if it was increasing exponentially. He began to feel powerless and felt that the Qilin stove was leaving his control.

A huge roar spread in the refining room, as if someone was hitting Zhong Qing. With the sound of the shaking sound of the Kirin stove, it seemed to be about to fall from the flame light column. Zhuo Qingliu became pale, and blood red appeared faintly in his eyes. Yuanli was like a surging river continuously pouring into the Kirin stove.

Zhuo Yifeng glanced at Zhuo Qingliu who was fully focused on the Qilin stove. When he saw his eyes still calm, he suddenly turned his head to carry the abandoned bronze stove. He waved his palm and hit the bronze stove, as if he was responding to Zhuo Qingliu's sound.

"Boom" "Boom"

The bronze stove slowly began to deform under his heavy palm force, and then narrowed and lengthened. The bronze stove no longer looked like it before, and turned into a funnel-shaped thing. It was called a funnel, but in fact it looked more like a triangle, with one mouth at each of the three corners. Zhuo Yifeng looked at the cave at this time and saw the rising fire as a dragon on his face, but he did not hesitate at all. Honghou Yuanli condensed in his hands and held the bronze funnel firmly, and then shouted to Zhuo Qingliu: "I want to wedge this bronze funnel into the cave, be careful!" As he said that, the bronze funnel in his hand had already smashed into the cave.

"boom"

The bronze funnel accurately suppressed the flames under the Qilin stove with heavy momentum. Two fire snakes suddenly gushed out from the openings on both sides of the bronze funnel, making a loud noise. However, the bronze funnel did not really wedge into the ground hole, but was hit by violent fire and floating above. Zhuo Yifeng's eyes were even more serious. If the bronze funnel could not wedge into the ground hole, all the previous ideas would be gone, and it is very likely that they would start over again.

As the fire was covered by the bronze funnel, the power of the Qilin stove was suddenly disappeared, and the heavy feeling of Qilin stove and the life immediately pressed on Zhuo Qingliu. Zhuo Qingliu felt his body shock, and it seemed that the primordial power that was stirred back to his body was pressed back to his body by this heavy pressure. However, the Qilin stove suddenly fell. He shouted violently, and a thick breath suddenly surged out of his body. All the primordial power in his body rushed out at this time and injected into the Qilin stove. The falling momentum of the Qilin stove suddenly stopped, as if it was held by a hand, and it slowed down.

Zhuo Yifeng slapped his hands directly above the bronze funnel, regardless of the scorching heat on the bronze funnel. His hands were like an iron hammer and knocked on the bronze funnel with marks. With the sound of roar, the funnel was sunk directly above and turned into a groove. The shape of the bronze funnel also changed, very much like a heart-shaped, and the fire that was spraying directly to the sides turned into a swelling obliquely. The bronze funnel suddenly sank downward at this time, and it fell for more than a foot, but it still did not fit the cave.

Zhuo Qingliu injected Yuanli into the Qilin stove desperately, and felt that the Qilin stove was like a desert, and immediately became without a trace after the Yuanli was injected. His body was like a source of water, which was getting dry. However, the Qilin stove became heavier and heavier, slowly sinking down. Every time the Qilin stove fell, Zhuo Qingliu felt that his body was also crushed.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that the Qilin stove had no longer gushed out golden flames, and the redness of the fireworks had returned to the coldness of bronze. When he saw the fire that was gushing out from the bronze funnel, he suddenly had an idea, pulled his hands with his hands, and used his last trace of strength to lift the Qilin stove above the flame at the right mouth of the bronze funnel.

The Kirin stove roared again, and light golden flames spewed out of the mouth of the Kirin beast, gathering in the center like a stream of water. It seemed as if it had become lighter, Zhuo Qingliu could no longer feel the heavy, almost chaotic and dispersed Yuan power of the Kirin stove, which had also regained its vitality at this time. Although it still seemed weak in feeling, the vitality power that emerged from the star pattern space seemed to add endless power, making the perceived weakness stronger.

The Kirin stove was slowly descending, but Zhuo Qingliu was no longer as nervous as before, because his perception of the Kirin stove was becoming clearer and clearer. The fog blocking the red light ball gradually dissipated, revealing a red light and shadow. He saw lines flashing with streaming light.

Zhuo Yifeng's eyes flashed. When Zhuo Qingliu pressed the Qilin stove toward the right side of the bronze funnel, he suddenly felt the bronze funnel sinking downward. He immediately thought that the Qilin stove not only had a strong condensation power to the fire, but also had the power to attract the fire. While it attracted the fire, it also reduced the impact of the fire on the bronze funnel. At this time, he also noticed that the redness that appeared directly above the bronze funnel became a little lighter.

He controlled the bronze funnel with one hand, but grabbed the Qilin stove on the ground with the other hand. With his dull shouts, the Qilin stove slowly flew up, and then flew towards the flames on the left side of the bronze funnel.

"Boom"

A huge dust suddenly rose around the cave, and rolled outwards. Even the hot air seemed to have been diluted a lot. The violent and blazing feeling suddenly disappeared.

The dust settled, and two Kirin stoves stood quietly, just sitting on the openings on both sides of the bronze funnel. The strong fire rushed into the Kirin stove, and the golden furnace wall also faintly turned red. The seven Kirin beasts at the furnace mouths were sprayed with light golden flames like flying colorful silk that showed a gentle but sharp breath.

The fire in the refining room suddenly disappeared and formed a huge drop, as if a vent was opened. The strong fire in the fire cave suddenly poured backwards towards the refining room. The cool refining room just now turned into a hot sea of ​​fire.
Chapter completed!