Fortune Shrine

Chapter 1708 Magical Art

"Quick! Drop in your blood essence."

When she reappeared, Nangong Wan's eager voice came.

Fang Yi couldn't help hesitating. With a touch of his fingertips, a smear of blood went towards 'Black-haired Fang Yi', instantly submerged in it.

Ordinary puppets are different from clone puppets, they can be manipulated freely without blood essence, but the clone puppets must be fused with the master's blood essence, otherwise they will not be able to fit with the heavenly baby and thus bear the power of the heavenly baby.

Of course, the general avatar puppets are fused with a drop of blood after they are refined.

However, this fit is limited and cannot be perfect.

The perfect fit can only be achieved by fusing the master's blood essence during the refining process.

This avatar was made of five-color clay, and Nangong Wan was looking forward to it, so she told Fang Yi everything in advance.

Fang Yi naturally did not hesitate.

Looking at the other 'self' in front of him, he couldn't help feeling a little strange in his heart.

The refining is still going on, or in other words, the refining really starts after the blood essence is fused.

Fiery flames erupted from Nangong Wan's palm, completely enveloping 'Black-haired Fang Yi' and burning them wantonly.

The five-color mud also exudes five-color light, slowly solidifying.

There was a trace of expectation in Fang Yi's eyes.

On the other hand, Nangong Wan was sweating profusely on her forehead, and she seemed to be struggling. The originally hot flame seemed to have weakened a lot. It seemed that the difficulty of refining a perfect clone was far beyond her expectations.

"How is it?" Fang Yi noticed something was wrong and asked quickly.

This five-color mud is hard-won, if it fails like this, then...

In fact, Nangong Wan was not in a hurry.

In other words, she is more anxious than Fang Yi. No one knows how important it is to a puppet master to refine a perfect clone.

However, she obviously underestimated the difficulty of refining the perfect clone and the requirements for flames.

"No! My energy is not enough, and the temperature of the flame is not enough, I'm afraid..." Her eyes were full of unwillingness, she gritted her teeth, and her face became extremely pale.

Not warm enough?

"Let me do it!" Fang Yi didn't care too much, and with a thought, the real fire of the sun erupted instantly, and the scorching temperature was many times stronger than that of Nangong Wan.

Let the latter can't help but be surprised.

Fang Yi is overbearing, she has known it for a long time, but Huo Huo is also so overbearing, she has no idea.

"Is this okay?" Fang Yi asked while controlling the real fire of the sun. After all, he knew nothing about refining puppets.

"Yes!" Nangong Wan nodded quickly, she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and then said: "Can it be stronger? The stronger the flame, the higher the temperature, and the more perfect the puppet will be."

really?

Hearing this, Fang Yi naturally didn't hesitate any longer, and with a thought, nine-colored flames burst out from the Vulcan Temple, engulfing the 'black-haired Fang Yi' instantly.

The surrounding space was burned inch by inch.

If it wasn't for Fang Yi's careful control, the entire sky would be burned to the ground.

Nangong Wan obviously didn't expect Fang Yi to have such a terrifying flame. Before the nine-color flame, she felt as if she was about to suffocate.

She didn't even doubt that once she touched the flame, she would be instantly reduced to ashes.

But at the same time as she was terrified, there was also a hint of longing in her eyes.

Flame is undoubtedly something that every puppet refiner dreams of.

"What should I do next?"

Time passed so quickly, Fang Yi controlled the flame and temperature, and Nangong Wan was in charge of refining.

Finally, all the five colors of light were collected, and the black-haired Fang Yi was completely solidified, turning into a perfect clone.

"It's done?"

Fang Yi was overjoyed, and looked up and down at the other self, which was exactly the same as him, and his skin was also the same as that of ordinary people. This was not like a puppet clone at all, but a living person.

In addition to being devoid of spirituality, it seems that the body of the soul has been removed.

"Hurry up and try to fuse with Tianying!"

Nangong Wan on the side, regardless of her exhaustion, looked at her masterpiece in amazement and urged.

"Okay!" Fang Yi couldn't wait any longer. With a thought, Fenglei Tianying burst out and instantly merged into the black-haired Fang Yi.

Immediately, Fang Yi with black hair, who was originally sluggish, flashed a bright light in his eyes, as if he came to life in an instant, and then he was ecstatic.

"Hahaha! As expected, it is a perfect clone, and it feels no different from the main body."

The black-haired Fang Yi moved his limbs and looked at himself in amazement.

This avatar seems to be the same as the main body, except that it has no cultivation base.

good!At this moment, this avatar is like a newborn baby, with no cultivation, but it is made of five-color mud and nine-color flames, and its physical body may not be as strong as Fang Yi's main body.

At this moment, Fang Yi couldn't help being overjoyed and laughed wildly.

Nangong Wan on the side also had bright eyes, and even went up to check, feeling here and there patting.

It made Fang Yi very embarrassed.

But then she also realized something was wrong, her face flushed slightly, "I'm sorry!"

Fang Yi smiled and didn't care, "Okay! Thank you for your refinement. Our cooperation has been completed. I will leave in a few days. You should leave Demon Realm as soon as possible!"

After throwing down a word, he was ready to leave.

The refining of the avatar also made him eager to try, especially the cultivation.

"and many more!"

At this moment, Nangong Wan suddenly spoke.

"It is necessary to remind you that the five-color mud used to refine this avatar was discovered in the Demon Realm, and it has been bred under the demon energy for many years. Therefore, if you practice the Demon Clan Kungfu, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort."

After leaving the wing, Fang Yi returned to his residence.

Nangong Wan's words made him fall into deep thought.

Although he is not very repulsed by demon skills, he never thought that one day he would practice them.

But Nangong Wan's words are undoubtedly very reasonable, if it is true that it can get twice the result with half the effort, and Bai Yingying's matter, if she has the identity of the demon clan, it will undoubtedly be much easier to handle.

That's all!Just practice magic skills!

Without much hesitation, Fang Yi quickly made up his mind and entered the water temple.

He is no stranger to the demonic skills. When he first got the Heavenly Demon Secret Tome, he had watched it. Although he hadn't practiced it, with his divine sense, he could never forget it.

In addition, he has also compared the Devouring Demonic Art of the Black Demons with the Devouring Divine Ability, and he also knows something about it.

Immediately, he began to practice.

As Nangong Wan said, sure enough!The speed at which this avatar practiced magic skills was astonishing, and the fit with the magic energy was perfect.

"Not enough! The magic energy is far from enough."

Fang Yi thought to himself, and at the same time, with a wave of his hand, more than a dozen corpses of strong demons appeared out of thin air.

The corpses of these demon powerhouses were obtained in the Black Demon Swamp. Originally, he wanted to keep the strength to improve his body, but now he can use it to improve his avatar's cultivation. It doesn't even need to be purified, just devour it directly.

I saw him reach out with a big hand.

Immediately, billowing devilish energy gushed out from those corpses and poured into his body like a torrent.

(End of this chapter)