God Of Martial Arts

Banner, also known as soul banner, is different from other weapons. Soul flag is integrated with human soul and closely combined. Soul is the root of banner.

Only those with strong souls are suitable to use soul banners as weapons. If the soul is not strong, the power of the flag from sacrifice is limited, and the soul and soul flag can not be integrated.

After digesting the memory, Lin Feng opened his eyes, looked at Li Shang, and said, "this refining soul banner also needs to use the empty tung tree."

"I have." From the war said a calm, let Lin Feng eyes micro coagulation, looking at the war.

Lin Feng, it is the first time that he saw the number of empty tung trees. But according to this memory, the tree has spatial layers. Many storage bags are refined from the branches, leaves and bark of the tree. The tree itself is also a kind of tree of space, which can be used to refine treasures with space level. It is extremely precious. Li Shang tells Lin Feng calmly that he has.

"Lin Feng, you don't have to worry about the materials for refining soul flags. As long as your soul power is OK, refining soul banners is not difficult. What is difficult is the fit between your soul power and soul banners."

Li Shang said again. Lin Feng's eyes were flickering. He was very suitable for refining and using soul banners. Seeing this memory of soul flags, his heart was quite moved.

"I'll try my best."

Lin Feng said to Li Shang. Li Shang nodded and said, "it's not too late. We'll start refining soul flags now. Do you want to refine flame soul flags or other soul flags? With your soul power, there's no problem refining ghost flags."

"I make flame flags."

Lin Feng did not hesitate, decisively said, from the war just nodded, also did not say much.

In front of Lin Feng, there are a lot of things to refine the flags. The most important one is a red tree, with the breath of space, tung tree.

As long as one meter high, the tung tree seems tiny. However, when Li Shang's mind moved, it stretched wildly and quickly turned into a towering mangrove, even reaching the top of the fort.

"Wonderful." Lin Feng's eyes slightly coagulate, this empty tung tree is a tree of space, even if it is no longer nourished, it still contains the meaning of space.

"Will you refine it, or will I?" From the war to Lin Feng asked, Lin Feng staring at the empty tung tree road.

"Well, I'll help you."

Lin Feng's mind moved, and suddenly, on his body, a blazing flame was blazing, and the Yang fire was full of infinite blazing meaning.

"Burn!"

Lin Feng drank in a low voice, the rolling sun fire toward the empty tung tree, and then climbing toward the empty tung tree, the flame spread towards the whole tree, and soon, all the sun fire of Lin Feng was on the empty tung tree.

However, burned by the fire, the empty tung tree just made a crackling sound, but there was no burning.

Fire, even a tree can not be burned, very strange.

At the same time of burning the empty tung tree, Lin Feng's body, a strong spirit breath spread out, and then also rushed towards the empty tung tree, infiltrating into the whole tung tree.

Li Shang watched Lin Feng refining the empty tung tree. Instead of intervening, he just looked at Lin Feng. Seeing Lin Feng's refining of the tree, his eyes also showed a strange color. Lin Feng, whether it is the control of fire or the use of soul power, is not always accurate. He should have known the art of refining, not the first time refining treasures.

In this way, the whole process will be much simpler.

What's more, the refining of the soul banner is not too difficult. The real difficulty is to open up the space of soul banner with soul and integrate the soul power into it.

Time passed slowly, and half a day passed in the twinkling of an eye. Lin Feng and Li Shang were still in the castle, and did not go out.

At the moment, in addition to the strong wind, there is also a terrible smell of blazing heat. The whole fort is full of flame.

In the deepest part of the castle, Lin Feng and Li Shang are still sitting there. At the moment, Lin Feng closes his eyes, frowns tightly, and even looks pale on his face.

As for the refining of the soul banner, it has reached the most critical moment, and the success or failure lies in one fell swoop. As for the empty tree in front of him, it has been refined and turned into a flag like object.

"Fire!"

Lin Feng drank in a low voice, and suddenly a terrible breath of flame rolled out of his body, and the flame was crazy toward the soul flag with a wisp of embryonic form.

"Boom!" A buzzing sound came out, all the flames were on the soul banner, but the flame did not seem to want to burn the soul banner, but madly went towards the tiny gap in the middle of the soul banner.

"Tung tree, this is a space gap, with the power of fire, it is difficult to break through it."

Lin Feng murmured, and then his mind was tight, a force of incomparably terrible soul flew toward the soul flag.

As if there are tens of millions of invisible soul, winding fire, crazy toward the space gap drilling.

A light sound of "hiss and hisses" spreads out. The space gap seems to be torn. Thousands of souls and flames are all infiltrating into it. The flame on the whole soul banner disappears. But there is a terrible flame smell on the soul flag. There is no flame, but the flame breath still vibrates the human heart."Sacrifice the soul!"

Lin Feng murmured, and his face suddenly turned pale as paper. The shaped soul banner trembled wildly, and then it shrank again. The flag turned into a flag, as if a gust of wind could blow him away, but in the banner, there was a terrible will of fire.

"Melt!"

Lin Feng a bite teeth, stuffy hum, a whistling wind of fire spread out, the empty air flag no wind automatically up.

"Yes."

At the moment, Lin Feng's face is pale, but his heart is a joy. A feeling of flesh and blood is born in his heart. At the moment, he can clearly feel that he and the soul flag are integrated. This is the first time that Lin Feng has this feeling about weapons, as if the soul flag is his hands and feet.

Li Shang gave him the memory of jade, which contains the refining soul flag memory is really true.

With a move of his hand, the soul flag shrank and turned into a palm like size. It appeared in Lin Feng's hands, extremely mysterious.

"The tree of the empty tung tree is really magical

Lin Feng whispers in his heart, takes up the soul flag, turns his eyes, and then Lin Feng sees Li Shang smiling at him.

"Lin Feng, the soul banner you refined is good. It doesn't need to be so hard in the face of wolves in the future. If the soul flag rolls up, all the wolves will be involved in the flag."

Lin Feng nodded, still feel a little strange, from the war, with what to help him refine the soul banner?

"It's all your credit for refining the soul banner. Thank you. If you need anything, I can give it to you, even if it's in exchange."

Li Shang's eyes flashed an excited light, and said, "well, first of all, I need you to cultivate the magic power of the soul. Secondly, I need your stone ring and all the things in it. These are the rewards I give you to refine the soul banner and help you refine the soul banner."

"Well?"

Lin Feng's eyes are fixed on Li Shang, which is to exchange everything he has for the soul flag. Although the soul flag is precious, it is not precious. To this extent, the spirit of the heaven is much more precious than him.

It seems that Li Shang knows that he has the magical means to cultivate his soul.

"Are you too greedy?"

Lin Feng also did not get angry, calmly looked at from the war, the way.

Li Shang gently shook his head, very indifferent to say: "not greedy, did not take your soul all, has been considered to let you go, moreover, I give you the soul flag and the art of refining the flag, has been your favor."

Lin Feng sat there, looking at the side of the war, did not speak.

From the war also looked at him, also did not say.

"Boom

Suddenly, a terrible sense of killing and cutting came into full bloom. Lin Feng's body suddenly rose into the air, and his cutting spirit soared to the sky.

Hands up, Lin Feng straight empty row, a sword light in the castle bloom, toward the war.

"Hum!"

From the war cold hum, a wind from his hands exuded, gloomy and terrible, as if thousands of ghosts in the roar.

The huge sound came out, and Lin Feng's body shot out of the air and rushed out towards the exit. In an instant, he disappeared in the castle.

From the war in the eyes of the excitement of the light more and more thick, a heavy step, the body flashing out, with a burst of wind.