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<b> Qian Bajiu Tempering the fire in the fire, breaking through the true magical power

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    The world of Red Lotus was all red, and time seemed to have stopped.  In a world where red is dazzling and red, there is only a touch of cool color in the center.  That touch of coolness is neither blue nor green. It is between all the cool and cool colors. At a glance, it feels cool from the bottom of my heart. It is the most comfortable color.  That is a group of water droplets.  Every drop of water is as iridescent as a pearl, or as warm and moist as a beautiful jade. It contains traces of mysterious brilliance that no pearl or jade can match.  That water color is almost not the color of the human world. If you want to compare it, only the legendary nectar of the immortals can compare.  The water surface that Meng Shuai has left is surrounded by hundreds of such water droplets. Each drop is like the purest gem. It seems to be scattered around him irregularly, but it has a kind of starry beauty.  In fact, they are indeed arranged according to the position of the starry sky, and starlight is also part of Meng Shuai's domain.  He doesn't even have to arrange it specially, the water droplets will naturally condense according to the corresponding position of the stars.  Starlight is the key to his success.  Using flames to refine water is a good idea and can be realized, but the method is not very ideal.  Even if his spirit and domain are unified, actively cooperate with exercises, actively filter out the weak floating water, and extract the most essential water essence, the efficiency is still too slow.  Most of the water was directly evaporated without being refined, and what was lost was his ability to defend himself.  Once he loses money too quickly, he will have no physical strength or even life to maintain the refining process.  Fortunately, with a thought in his mind, he was so blessed that his soul let out starlight.  The starlight is not as qualitative as the water flow, but it seems to be a bright light, illuminating the way for him to exercise.  Every bit of starlight is like a condensation nucleus that attracts water to gather, allowing water to attach to the light, retaining its essence, refining impurities, and finally condensing into little water droplets.  "Hundreds of water droplets, even if they condense together, the second batch is still in the water waiting to finally condense.  There is still about half of the water directly below Meng Shuai hanging in the air.  Under the blue water surface, there are little stars shining, just like the lake reflecting the starry sky.  The water level is still falling. One drop of sweetness consumes a pool of water. When this batch of water droplets condenses, there will be no other traces of water in the red lotus.  That's when it's done.  Is it really done?  Meng Shuai gradually woke up from his ethereal state. He examined his results and found that he was both satisfied and dissatisfied.  Satisfied, the water beads he extracted are indeed much more powerful than the water in the previous field.  The most obvious thing is that before he sank a hundred miles deep in the sea and was so hot that his whole body turned red. But now, he only needs to mobilize some water drops to protect his whole body to maintain the coolness of spring and autumn.  When the second batch of water droplets condenses, he can mobilize his strength to break through the red lotus and break through.  He even counterattacked and used the remaining flames for his own use.  However, is he satisfied with this?  Meng Shuai has a clue in his heart.  In his opinion, the power of his water is not enough to be called a supernatural power.  Not to mention compared to divine power, even compared to Chen Qian's Ten Thousand Ren Landslide, it was still one level behind.  As a god who has mastered an unprecedented realm and a complete world, his magical powers should not be just that.  But that¡¯s all he can do now.  Even if all the starlight is condensed and he has more than 300 drops of water, he still has more than 300 water drops of the same quality, and it cannot be higher.  The bottom line is that the quality of the flame is not good enough, and his water flow can only be refined to this point.  And it would take too long for him to refine it a second time and figure it out slowly without the help of external forces.  He vaguely felt that although the volcanic red lotus was powerful, it was still far from a true magical power.  Whether it is the supernatural power or the spiritual martial arts warriors, it is the leading role.  Although the evil dragon was a giant, it didn't have the ability to use magical powers like anyone else, and its innate ability only went so far.  The matter has come to this, and Meng Shuai cannot force it.  If there are no other changes, this practice will end here.  After all, he had gained a lot. After he collected all the nectar and opened the red lotus, he swept away the evil dragon and Li Wuyou and ended the battle.  Suddenly, a light flashed in front of my eyes.  A ray of fire smashed open the inner wall of the red lotus, penetrated and penetrated Meng Shuai!  That¡¯s the fire from hell!  Meng Shuai flashed this thought.  The fire was so bright red that compared with it, the demon's fire lotus dimmed a bit.  Between heaven and earth, there is only this touch of red, so red to the extreme, so red to the point of cruelty!  Meng Shuai stretched out his hand a little, and more than a dozen drops of water came forward to form a small shield, blocking the fire.  It's stinging - it's like the water is pressed against a hot iron plate and evaporates instantly.  The flames only paused for a moment before rushing forward again.  Damn it, what kind of fire is this?  &nbsp; Meng Shuai's nectar has been refined once by the red lotus fire, and its quality has been greatly improved. A dozen drops of water can protect him intact in the heart of the fire, but it has evaporated completely after just one encounter.  Doesn't this mean that the burning flame is a hundred times more powerful than the red lotus fire?  Meng Shuai smiled bitterly: Sure enough, you can't just have random thoughts.  I just thought there was no change, isn't this what happened?  ¡°Compared to the moment when he was helpless before, this time he reacted immediately.  "I don't know if this is a crisis or a test. I don't know who released the more powerful flames. I need to add an insurance policy to make him die."  However, it may also be an opportunity.  He was worried before that he didn't have a higher quality flame that could allow him to move the water drop further, but now isn't this coming?  If he can use this fire as a source to continue to calcine nectar and extract water droplets of the next level, perhaps the magical power he has always wanted to achieve will be just around the corner.  It's just that this calcining is more dangerous than the last time. There is only a wisp of flame, and there are only a few hundred drops of his nectar, so there is no capital for mistakes.  There is no broad room for maneuver, and only in head-to-head battles, forced guidance and training can make a soldier move in danger.  Whether it is the end of his life or a stepping stone for promotion depends on whether he can control this flame.  So, this is the decisive battle.  Meng Shuai stretched out his hand, and there was a little light on his fingertips. It was starlight, the brightest moment in the vast starry sky. It was Ziwei, the emperor among the stars.  With the guidance of the purple starlight, all the scattered nectar quickly gathered, the water level under his feet dropped rapidly, and the water droplets rose from below, condensing together within the square inch of his fingertips.  The water drops melted one after another and turned into a disc the size of a football, with faint Bagua patterns on it. The patterns were fine and arranged in a mystical way, just like a tortoise shell used for divination.  /p> With all the forces gathered together, what follows is a head-on challenge?  become?  Or lose?  Water and fire intersect!  After releasing Wuji Lihuo, Li Wuyou also felt tired.  No one who unleashes his magical power will tire.  If, like Chen Qian, special conditions are required to use magical powers, then the price will be high.  In terms of hard power, Li Wuyou is stronger than Chen Qian. It may have been about the same before. But when she arrived at the sea, she had the opportunity to get the help of a powerful being. She naturally entered Shenwu Dao, so she could control supernatural powers.  But she hasn't really condensed her own magical powers, but she has mastered Lihuo, which is better than most real magical powers.  That is the core flame of the southern world. It has always been under the control of the Realm Lord. It is also the life-saving trump card of Huangjin Palace. It is said to be the real fire left by Phoenix.  She could only barely drive it before, but after getting the guidance, she was able to master it, although there were conditions.  Normally, she would not be willing to use her trump card at will unless she had to fight hard, but today she used it just for insurance, regardless of the damage, and she was a little surprised.  She was surprised that she hated Meng Shuai so much that she wanted to destroy him desperately.  This has really never happened before.  Li Wuyou is certainly not a good person. She can destroy someone casually, with the most careless and understated attitude.  If it was destroyed, it would be destroyed, and she would forget it in the blink of an eye.  Only for Meng Shuai, he was gnashing his teeth and wished he could be cut into thousands of pieces, even the priceless Li Huo could be used for burial.  I don¡¯t know why Meng Shuai¡¯s round face with a nice smile is so hateful.  "No wonder that bitch Tian Jingying doesn't care about death. She only wants to kill him. She really has a reason to be hated." Li Wuyou murmured, "I didn't expect that I would avenge her instead. It's really strange."  Shooting a handful of sparks into the water, she smiled and said: "Don't thank me, just be a good ghost." She was not worried that Meng Shuai would escape. The red lotus in front of her was shrinking little by little under the burning of Wuji Lihuo.  , and finally only the size of a real lotus flower, and the color became brighter red, which is the color of Li Huo.  Yes, fire burns fire.  Lihuo can burn everything, even the red lotus magical power can burn, let alone a living person?  She waved her hand, and the red lotus flew to her hand.  It was a flame as hot as the sun, but she could hold it easily.  Because she is the saint of Huangjin Palace and the daughter of flame.  There are two reasons for grasping the flame.  First of all, this red lotus is her magical power. With two powerful flames burning together, it is probably one of the best fires in the world. Supporting her to form a real magical power is just a trivial matter.  Secondly, she had to open the lotus flower, take out Meng Shuai¡¯s ashes, and watch the ashes dissipate in the wind. Only when the ashes were truly shattered did she feel complete.  Li Wuyou's plain hand has already grabbed Honglian.  Suddenly, the red lotus fire pulled by her paused in the air.  Suddenly a red light bloomed.  The light spread across the sky and the earth, dyeing the surrounding area bright red.  In the red light, the fire lotus blooms petal by petal, just likeLike a real lotus, it blooms gracefully.  Li Wuyou's hands paused in the air, staring blankly at the miracle in front of him.  The red lotus opens, and the light subsides, revealing a person sitting cross-legged in the middle, with a calm expression, sitting on the fire, as if sitting on a lotus throne.  One hand gently holds a little cool-colored brilliance, which is the nectar of the qiongzhi.  It looks like God and Bodhisattva.  He looked at Li Wuyou with a calm expression. There was no anger on his face. He just smiled and said, "Li Wuyou, you are too dirty. Why don't you wash it off?" He stretched out his hand, and the dewdrops popped up and turned into raindrops.  "Purification¡ª¡ª"
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