0556 The Source of Black Flame!(3rd Update)

An unknown cloud of energy beats in the palm of his hand.

Ye Qiu was immediately stunned on the spot.

Driven by Ye Qiu's thoughts, the power of black is constantly changing.

Can you still control it?

Ye Qiu's heart couldn't be calm, he didn't have the strength anymore, but he could still control such a power, and there was a feeling that happiness came too suddenly.

Soon, Ye Qiu realized that something was wrong.

He carefully observed the black energy, and felt the same as the black qi in the dantian before, but after the yin and yang water droplets were exhausted, all the power disappeared, how could this energy still appear, and this black energy gave him a sense of fire.

The problem is with the remaining eyeball.

Ye Qiu immediately continued to observe the remaining eyeballs, and he now, underneath the remaining eyeballs, there was a faint small firelight, scattering black flames.

Well?

This black flame hadn't been there before, how could it suddenly appear.

He noticed that a trace of black flame was scattered, and it was connected to the first-class crystal, and as the first-class crystal shrank, the flame's energy became stronger and stronger.

This situation was unprecedented, and Ye Qiu couldn't figure it out.

Soon, the black flame occupied the center of the dantian, Ye Qiu's heart moved, he tried to absorb the energy in the heaven and earth, only to see a trace of free aura enter the body, merge into the dantian, and finally be absorbed by the black flame, but it did not grow, but Ye Qiu could clearly feel that the black flame seemed to be a little stronger, although it was a very small kind, it still made him clearly perceive.

Don't......

Ye Qiu faintly guessed a possibility in his heart that he couldn't even imagine, and the black flame became the source of his strength.

In order to verify this conjecture again, Ye Qiu began to continue to mobilize black energy.

With his thoughts, the black flame heart appeared on his fingertips, lingering with a layer of black, looking closely, the black energy was composed of countless filaments, constantly swimming.

You really can.

At this moment, Ye Qiu couldn't calm down, because it meant that he might soon regain his original strength.

The black flame can absorb the aura in the heavens and the earth, so it can continue to grow and be mobilized and used by itself.

Lost the source of power, but replaced by a black source of energy.

Although Ye Qiu didn't know this kind of power, it was able to compete with True Qi before, which was enough to prove that this power was not weak.

Watching the first-grade spar be absorbed in the blink of an eye, turning into nothingness, the black energy stopped growing.

Ye Qiu was a little regretful, if he could have more of this thing, the black energy would grow rapidly, just by absorbing and refining the spiritual energy in heaven and earth, it would take a lot of time to make the black energy grow.

Ye Qiu thought that he would have the opportunity to ask Tang Surou about giving him a first-class spar when he saved him in the future.

His expression fluttered for a while, and Ye Qiu was ready to try the power of this energy.

He gently summoned a trace of energy, like a head, into a small cloud of energy, aimed at the wall and shot over.

Shout!

Ye Qiu stared tightly, only to see that the black energy instantly penetrated the wall, leaving a small hole, and then Ye Qiu heard a snap outside, as if something had shattered.

Ye Qiu pushed open the door, he saw a vase burst, Bai Xiong was wondering how the good vase could suddenly burst open, just about to open his mouth to Ye Qiu, only to see Ye Qiu staring at another place in a daze, instead of the vase fragments that were broken on the ground.

"Young Master ......"

Ye Qiu couldn't calm down in his heart for a long time, it was so powerful, not to mention piercing through the wall, even the newly purchased cultivation equipment was shot out of the black energy by him.

It is not lost to True Qi at all, and it is even more powerful than True Qi.

Is it a blessing in disguise?

This kind of lost regain, more precisely, got better, this mood, swept away the previous depression.

There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

Losing his true qi and becoming a source of power in exchange for pure black energy means that as long as this black flame is strengthened, his power will be stronger than his previous self.

Ye Qiu faintly had a feeling that the black energy was essentially higher than the true qi.

This means that once he grows the black energy to the original source of power, it will be easier to fight beyond the ranks, and as for the martial artists of the same realm, he can easily suppress it.

"Don't disturb me, no one will see me, wait for me to get out. Ye Qiu said to Bai Xiong, hurriedly returned to the room, closed the door, and made Bai Xiong stunned: "Young master, what's wrong?"

In the room, Ye Qiu used black energy to urge the Jiaolong God and Demon Fist.

Suddenly, a black dragon appeared out of thin air, turned into a fist, and scattered terrifying power, hanging in the air.

You really can!

Rao is Ye Qiu's heart, and he couldn't suppress his excitement at this time, laughing, the white bear in the hall on the first floor listened to Ye Qiu's weird laughter, scratched his head, I don't know why Ye Qiu is so strange today, can't it be sick, or is he crazy?

After staying in the room for an afternoon, Ye Qiu came out in good spirits.

He was in a good mood, and the clairlight eye could also be opened, and Ye Qiuxian, who opened the clairvoyance eye with black energy, consumed very little energy, far less than the true qi consumed, which was undoubtedly a good thing.

Except for the fact that the black energy is a little weak, there are only a handful at present, and there is no dissatisfaction, Ye Qiu believes that he will eventually make the black energy stronger.

"In the future, you can call it Black Flame, flame-like energy, full of black!" Ye Qiu named the black energy in his body Black Flame.

The source of its power will become the source of black flame!

"White Bear, come and accompany me for two tricks. Ye Qiu called out to the white bear.

The white bear smiled: "Young master, this ......"

Bai Xiong hesitated, and Ye Qiu said as if ordering: "Why, you won't be afraid of beating me to death if you make a mistake, right? ”

Seeing that Ye Qiu was in a particularly good mood, and inexplicably wanted to fight with himself, Bai Xiong could only nod helplessly.

"Then young master be careful, I only use a little strength. White Bear said.

Ye Qiu was a little depressed when he heard this, and said: "A little bit of strength, although you young master and I have lost all my cultivation now, but the martial arts experience is still there, no matter how bad it is, I can take over a layer of your strength, don't worry, I can't hurt me." ”

"Alright then, young master, I'm here. "The white bear punches in.

This punch is soft at a glance, and it has no strength.

Ye Qiu didn't say much, and suddenly, his arms were wrapped, he grabbed Bai Xiong's shoulder, and immediately fell.

Just listened, poof, and the white bear smashed to the ground.

"Young Master...... You ......" Bai Xiong patted his buttocks, stood up without doing anything, and looked at Ye Qiu in surprise.

"It's a surprise, isn't it? You can rest assured, a little strength wants to defeat me, I'm not that weak. Ye Qiu said.

"Okay, young master, I will show a layer of strength this time. "The white bear will only make a sound.

Immediately after that, the two continued to fight.

Poof, the white bear was thrown out by Ye Qiu again.

The surprise in Bai Xiong's eyes was even stronger, and he couldn't understand how Ye Qiu's strength could be so great.

He added another layer of strength.

Bang, it's still the same result.

Then the white bear increased his strength several times, and when he used seven layers of strength, the white bear had already fallen and his waist hurt.

He looked at Ye Qiu's face was not red, he was not panting, as if he was fine, how could this be.

"Young Lord, your strength ......"

(End of chapter)

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