There is also a shadow on the sword madman's body, and it is being pulled away!

Yin Dong's instinct was that he couldn't let the shadow of Crazy Sword be pulled away, otherwise, Crazy Sword might never be able to leave this desolate land.

what to do?

In desperation, Yin Dong also treated a dead horse as a living horse doctor. With a thought, a golden soul flame appeared between his eyebrows, and shot out a flame thread, wrapping around the body of the sword madman.

In an instant, the sword madman was entangled into a cocoon of golden flames. The fire attached to his body was burned by the golden flames and refined into energy for absorption.

The soul flame between Yin Dong's brows swayed like a well-fed cat, conveying a very pleasant consciousness.

"Perhaps we can bring the fire into the Whirlpool World and cultivate the soul flame?"

Thinking of this, Yin Dong's heart became hot.

There are many fires in the deserted land. Collecting them all will not only feed his soul flame, but also help others cultivate soul flames.

The ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny.

That's what Yin Dong thought, and he really wanted to move the fire, but found that his hand penetrated the fire and could not touch the fire at all, let alone take the fire into the whirlpool world.

That is, you can only eat it on site. If you want to take it away, it is impossible to take it away.

"What a pity..."

Yin Dong sighed, and with a thought, the soul flame between his eyebrows floated up, fell on a fire nearby, and began to burn and refine the energy of the fire.

There was no wind in the fire, and the flames swayed crazily, like countless demons and ghosts dancing wildly, as if they were trying to get rid of that golden soul flame.

However, the golden soul flame is suspended in it, standing still like an island in the wild waves, and continues to draw energy from the fire until the fire is extinguished.

Then, the golden soul flame floated to another fire and continued to extract the energy from it.

"I almost died, Yin Dong. I can't repay you, old madman, for saving your life!"

The sword madman also regained his composure at this time and sighed with lingering fear.

"Why are you saying such polite words? Besides, with this soul fire tonic, I'm taking a huge advantage."

Yin Dong smiled.

This is the truth. If Madman Sword hadn't been trapped by the fire, Yin Dong would have just wanted to return to the deep space fortress as quickly as possible, and there would be no need to think of using the soul flame to refine the energy of the fire.

The crazy swordsman chuckled, swallowed his words of thanks, and talked about his feelings just now.

Then, he added: "This fire is not the soul fire of one person. It seems that countless souls are screaming in the fire. Perhaps this fire is lit by a tribe or even a city after their death."

Is it formed by the gathering of soul fire?"

This statement made Yin Dong feel novel and asked: "When a person dies, the soul fire will be ignited?"

The sword madman said: "Historical records indicate that during the barbaric period, after the ancestors died, they would light soul fires in their respective tribes or city altars to protect the human race, so that vicious beasts could not enter the area illuminated by the soul fire."

Yin Dong glanced around and saw dense fires burning. As far as he could see, there were thousands of fires burning quietly.

Does this mean that at least tens of thousands of tribes have become extinct in this deserted land?

This thought made Yin Dong feel a little confused.

Buzz!

Suddenly, without any warning, in this desolate land, with Yindong as the center, a strong wind blew up, and the flames of all the fires were blown up and gathered from all directions.

It looked like countless firelights were injected into Yin Dong's body, turning him into a blazing torch.

In the dark and desolate land, a huge torch rose from the ground, and kept rising at a geometric speed, and the flames shot straight into the depths of the sky.

If you plant flowers intentionally, they will not bloom, but if you plant willows unintentionally, they will create shade.

Yin Dong wanted to take all the fires into the Whirlpool World, but failed. He could only use the soul flame to gradually burn and refine the energy of the fires, but he didn't know what was touched. The fires gathered and injected into his body.

Of course, this kind of fire is also extremely dangerous and will incinerate his soul!

If Yin Dong cannot refine the fire light in time, his soul will definitely disappear.

At this moment, the ability of Yin Dong's practice "The True Solution to Heavenly Dragon" to devour all things became miraculous. Even this kind of strange fire was swallowed up and refined by him.

Yin Dong was like a giant fire, with a huge whirlpool of energy appearing around him, pulling the fire into it, and began to quickly devour and refine it.

Unknowingly, Yin Dong's mental power surged, revealing a dragon's might as powerful as a mountain or a sea, distorting the fire around him and the surrounding void.

The entire desolate land shook, and fires from all directions, like countless iron filings gathering towards Cishan, continued to gather, forming a strange and magnificent spectacle of floating fires.

Yin Dong was like a fish in water, and he actually enjoyed it.

Sword Maniac was in a miserable situation, he could only hide under Yin Dong's protection and watch Yin Dong devouring and refining this soul fire energy, rapidly growing his soul body.

"What's wrong with you?" Qiu Ying appeared at the entrance of the Whirlpool World, her almond-shaped eyes widened, looking at the shocking scene outside in disbelief.

"I'm fine." Yin Dong said with a smile, and then said: "By the way, your soul flame has also been moved out. This kind of soul fire is the best for cultivating soul flame."

In just a short while, Yin Dong's soul flame grew larger, became darker in color, and emitted a magical glow.

Upon hearing this, Qiu Ying became interested and quickly removed her soul flame, allowing it to be immersed in the firelight, burning and refining the fire energy.

Time passes quietly...

In the distance, in the foggy area where the fire can't reach, those who were resurrected from the dead retreated deep into the thick fog and never came out again when Yin Dong turned into a blazing torch.

There was deathly silence in the desolate land. It was not until the fire around Yin Dong dimmed that he said with lingering meaning: "The soul fire disappeared so quickly?"

The sword madman sighed, it was so fast, he kept lying in one position and couldn't move, his old bones were almost rusty, and his hands and feet were almost unable to move.

He got up and stretched his legs, then followed Yin Dong and continued walking in the direction of the deep space fortress.

Maybe it was because of the disappearance of the fire. It didn't take long for the two of them to arrive at the entrance of the deep space fortress, but the door was still tightly closed.

boom!

Yin Dong raised his hand and struck out with a Blood Dragon Claw, hitting the door roughly, but it didn't open. The next second, he grabbed the door panel with five fingers like claws, and devouring power surged from his fingertips.

At the same time, countless tree branches flew out and began to violently break down the door.

The branches of the blood-devouring tree contained an unknown substance from nothingness. When it was stuck on the door, a burst of black smoke appeared, and rows of dense holes suddenly appeared on the tightly sealed door.
Chapter completed!