However, after being lost for a moment, Qu Wuming came back to his senses and found that the golden spirit actually wanted to run away!
And it was almost successful!
The golden spirit moved very quickly. As soon as it escaped from the flames, it turned into a ball again. It was about to cast a spell to escape again, but Qu Wuming's reaction was faster than it! Just with a thought, Hongmeng Ninghuo had already transformed into a ball.
The huge palm blocked Jin Ling's front.
"Go back, you!"
The flaming palm was like hitting a rubber ball, and slapped the golden spirit that had just transformed into a round ball back into the formation.
"Squeak..." Jin Ling once again let out a harsh scream, trying to interfere with Qu Wuming's consciousness again, but this time, Qu Wuming was already on guard and was not moved at all!
In the fire refining formation, pitch-black flames were seen rolling endlessly, surrounding the golden spirit. No matter how it changed in the formation, it could not escape the refining flames.
However, although the golden spirit in the formation is in great pain, its body has not actually suffered much damage. What really makes it suffer is the burning of its spiritual consciousness by the flames of the formation!
"Practice for me!"
Qu Wuming activated the spell, and the magic power in his body surged into the formation. The painful screams of the fire spirits in the formation became even more shrill...
However, Qu Wuming had been refining for two full hours, and the screams of the fire spirit never stopped, as if he didn't know what tiredness was.
But Qu Wuming felt a little tired.
"It's useless at all?!"
Qu Wuming could clearly sense the state of Jin Ling's consciousness through the fire refining array. In the past two hours, the power of Jin Ling's consciousness did not seem to decrease at all.
"Really? I don't believe it!"
Qu Wuming thought about it for a moment, then the method in his hand suddenly changed, and then he said to the Fire Refining Divine Formation: "Change the formation!"
I saw that the black flames that originally wrapped the golden spirit body for refining in the fire refining array turned into a cube-shaped flame cage.
"point!"
Qu Wuming shouted loudly, and a flame barrier suddenly appeared in the middle of the cubic flame cage. In an instant, it was like a sharp fire blade, cutting the golden spirit in half!
After Jin Ling let out a scream, he suddenly became very quiet, turning into two masses of metallic liquid and floating quietly in the flame cage, motionless.
However, not long after, two shrill screams came out from the two masses of liquid, causing the flame cage to tremble.
"Divide again!"
Qu Wuming was also shaken by the scream and was a little dizzy. In a cruel move, he completely blocked his auditory sense in the Zifu space. He made a horizontal stroke with his palm, and a flame barrier suddenly appeared in the flame cage again.
The two groups of golden spirits were divided into four parts again.
"Divide again!"
Before the four golden spirits could awaken their spiritual consciousness again, Qu Wuming waved his hands, and two flame barriers appeared in the flame cage again, dividing the four metallic liquids inside into eight parts!
"I want to see how small you can be divided into and how much spiritual consciousness can be born! Give it to me! Divide it! Divide it!"
After a while, Qu Wuming seemed to be addicted to dividing the golden spirits. He swept horizontally and vertically with his hands and kept waving. The golden spirits in the flame cage were divided into more and more pieces and became smaller and smaller...
I don't know how long it took, until Qu Wuming's hands were a little sore from waving, and he stopped panting.
The flame cage not far away has now completely changed its appearance.
The original flame cage was divided into countless small grids that were so small that it was almost difficult to see clearly with the naked eye. In each small grid, a fragment of the golden spirit was sealed.
The flame barrier in the cage was so thin that almost no flame could be seen in every small grid, leaving only the scorching heat that could burn mountains and boil seas!
The entire flame cage is composed of countless such small grids, and even its appearance has turned into a strangely shining light, like extremely smooth black jade.
Qu Wuming stared closely at the flame cage in front of him, quietly waiting for the moment when the golden spirit fragments inside awakened his consciousness.
A breath passed and nothing happened.
Ten breaths passed and nothing happened.
A quarter of an hour passed and there was still no movement.
Half an hour passed, but still no movement...
"Is it so successful?" Qu Wuming was a little surprised, but still a little uneasy, "With my current power of consciousness, I can at most split every grid inside again. No matter how scared I am,
The entire magic circle is about to collapse. Just do it again!"
Saying that, Qu Wuming twisted the magic spell in his hand, and after a long time, he slowly and softly shouted: "Point!"
Suddenly, the flame cage made a soft noise, and each small grid was divided into two again. The six surfaces that were already as smooth as jade suddenly became like mirrors, and the light was discernible.
"No matter whether it succeeds or not, this is the only way we can do it!" Qu Wuming changed his magic skills and waved away the trapping formation outside, leaving only the black mirror-like cube imprisoned by the Wutu Orb. It rose into the air and fell straight down.
Next to the "Flame Transformation Technique" array that had been arranged earlier.
Qu Wuming gently pushed the cube in front of him and sent it into the red hollow magic circle that was already suspended in the air. He took a deep breath and raised his finger to tap lightly.
The mirror-like cube instantly disintegrated and turned into a black flame again, which penetrated into Qu Wuming's fingertips and disappeared.
In the red hollow magic circle, there is still a cube-shaped object floating in the air.
If someone could magnify it many, many times, they would be able to see clearly that this cube is actually composed of countless small groups of metal liquid. Between each group of metal liquid, there is still the nameless power of consciousness at this moment.
As a barrier, we dare not easily put them back together.
Maintaining the barrier between these molten metal masses without the formation is very consuming of spiritual power. Even with Qu Wuming's current spiritual power, it is a bit difficult to persist.
Therefore, Qu Wuming didn't dare to delay for a moment. He didn't care whether the "Flame Transformation Technique" formation would cause any harm to his own spiritual power. He directly twisted his hands and said "Start the formation!"
The hollow sphere burst out with a dazzling red light and spun rapidly amidst bursts of buzzing sounds.
The countless golden spirit fragments as fine as dust in the center of the formation were originally suspended in the air very quietly. At this moment, they all trembled simultaneously, as if they had been summoned by some kind, and wanted to break free and merge into one!
In an instant, Qu Wuming only felt that the power of spiritual consciousness required to isolate these golden spirit fragments was rapidly increasing at a speed of five times or ten times. If this continued, I am afraid that it would not last long before they could come into contact with each other again.
Melted together!
"seal up!"
Qu Wuming shouted loudly, and a pair of red Tai Chi patterns suddenly appeared on the top and bottom of the hollow sphere, echoing each other. When he turned in the opposite direction, the golden spirit particles in the center of the formation were suddenly dyed with a layer of red light.
Every particle was instantly covered with strange red runes, wrapping it tightly and airtight.
The next moment, all the golden spirit fragments that were still trembling rapidly fell silent.
Qu Wuming's pressure suddenly eased, he hurriedly recited the method silently, and softly uttered "Refining Consciousness" in his mouth!
I just heard bursts of Sanskrit sounds immediately coming from the magic circle, as if there were eminent monks chanting softly. Accompanied by the bursts of Sanskrit sounds, a layer of smoke-like sounds floated out from the countless golden spirit fragments.
Fog-like black shadow.
Those black shadows were dizzy and floating, touching each other and merging continuously as they rose. When all the black smoke drifted outside the red hollow formation, it had reassembled into a black ball the size of a washbasin.
film.
The black shadow suddenly trembled, and paused for a moment as if waking up from a dream. A strange face appeared in the middle, looking fiercely at Qu Wuming outside the formation, and then suddenly opened a large fang-filled door in the middle.
His mouth seemed to be about to make a sound, but a ball of black flame had already spurted out from Qu Wuming's fingertips, swallowing up the black shadow in an instant!
The black shadow let out a shrill scream, struggling to escape back down into its body that had been divided into countless pieces.
However, now that there is no body to rely on, the black shadow no longer has the strong regeneration ability. In just a breath, it has been completely reduced to nothing by the Hongmeng Nether Fire.
Qu Wuming was overjoyed when he saw this. He quickly activated the formation and uttered "Enthusiasm"!
A force of divine consciousness rushed into the formation, wrapping up pieces of golden spirit debris and gathering them together. They blended with each other in constant collisions and gradually merged into one...
What is completely different from when refining the spiritual fire is that there is no burning or resistance similar to the spiritual fire at this moment. The power of Qu Wuming’s consciousness seems to have merged into a pool of cool lake water, constantly spreading in that pool.
In the water, and integrated with it. Although the power of spiritual consciousness is still consumed rapidly, there is no pain or discomfort.
As the power of Qu Wuming's spiritual consciousness continued to pour in, coupled with the auxiliary effect of the formation, several breaths of time had passed. Qu Wuming suddenly felt that the power of divine consciousness that had invaded it suddenly trembled, and the subsequent divine power continued to flow in.
The power of consciousness quickly controlled everything in the metal liquid without any hindrance.
That mysterious feeling of being unusually happy and relaxed appeared in Qu Wuming's mind again. It was a strange feeling that the power of divine consciousness and Jin Ling's body were almost integrated into one, and I was in you, and you were in me.
"It's almost done!" Qu Wuming finally let out a long breath.
At this moment, a ball of Hongmeng purple energy was sent down from the sky by his Nascent Soul, wrapping up the entire formation.
Qu Wuming repeated his old trick, still mixing in the Hongmeng Purple Qi in his own way in the final stage of swallowing the Yuan.
Under Qu Wuming's guidance, the Hongmeng Purple Qi quickly penetrated into every corner of the metallic liquid accompanied by Qu Wuming's magic power. Gradually, the originally gray-black metallic liquid became brighter and glossier.
When the ball of Hongmeng Purple Qi was absorbed, the ball of metallic liquid had turned into a ball of bright white glittering liquid, like mercury.
However, unlike the copper corpse ghost fire after the previous mutation, there is nothing that can be called a "core" in the silver-white metallic liquid at this moment.
In other words, this ball of metallic liquid itself is the "core".
At this moment, nearly half of Qu Wuming's mana has been merged into the metal liquid, and part of his spiritual power has been completely integrated with it, indistinguishable from each other.
Qu Wuming "looked" at his new "body" using the method of inner vision, and was also surprised by the state of "himself" at the moment... This chapter has been completed!