"Hiss..."

when the fire burns on the soul, it's like burning ice. It makes a sound. The Taoist flame rushes into it. At the same time, Xu Feng's purple thunder rushes into it. Under the black fire and the purple thunder, the soul is burned.

"Xu Feng, refining with spirit and XuanHuo." He Lao's voice rang out, and the spirit in the chakra flowed into the soul of the soul. At first, the soul of the earth, which was only as big as a thumb, began to grow slowly. The red color of the earth soul, tempered by the fire and spirit, becomes more and more light.

the fire burns...