Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

"God! In the Xiling family, only my father Xiling Junzheng can do it, you... you..." Xiling Yunqin obviously couldn't accept this fact.

"Who can fuse eight different fires?" A slightly rough voice came from the stairs on the second floor.

Ling Luo raised his head and saw Yan Xiang with an excited expression on his face. He was still holding the orange spirit stone tightly in his hand, and asked again: "Yun Qin, what did you just say? Luo Er Can you also fuse eight different fires?"

It was rare for Xiling Yunqin to see her husband so excited, so she nodded slightly.

A deep joy flashed across Yan Xiang's face, he waved to Ling Luo, and said, "Follow me upstairs quickly, and help me melt this feather spirit stone!"

Ling Luo was stunned for a moment, then let out a dumbfounded "Oh".

"Feather spirit stone?" Xiling Yunqin was a little surprised, looked at Yan Xiang, and said, "Why did you melt the feather spirit stone?"

That is one of the treasures of their husband and wife, a seventh-grade high-level spirit stone, which can be met but not sought after.

Xiling Yunqin followed Ling Luo up to the second floor and stood in front of Yan Xiang.

"In another seven days, Elder Long En, one of the three great sword ancestors of the Holy Cultivator, will leave the customs, and the six halls will go to congratulate him. No matter how bad our holy fire hall is, we must send a decent gift." Yan Xiang His expression was a little dignified.

When Xiling Yunqin heard these words, his expression became serious, and he asked, "What do you want to forge with the Feather Spirit Stone?"

Yan Xiang pondered for a while, and said: "Sword Patriarch Long En has no shortage of peerless swords, and his only addiction to alcohol in his life, I will forge a pair of luminous cups with feather spirit stones for him."

Then, Yan Xiang turned his head, looked at Ling Luo, and said, "Use the purple charm fire and the blue icy fire to melt this feather spirit stone. As long as the fine wine falls into the feather spirit luminous cup, it will It will add a sense of charm, and it will be as cool as ice flames."

Ling Luo admired Yan Xiang's idea.

"Then Luo'er will give it a try for now."

Yan Xiang narrowed his eyes and said, "Even though you have great firepower, the Feather Spirit Stone is very strong, so you don't need to worry about it."

With Yan Xiang's words, Ling Luo felt much more at ease.

From the center of her left hand leaped out a purple flame of charm, the color of the smoke flowed, charming the mind; from her right hand leaped out a mass of blue icy flames, the ice flames were crystal clear, and the blue light was charming.

And the palm-sized Feather Spirit Stone was suspended in the center of the two flames.

The firepower gradually increased, and a crack appeared on the extremely solid Yu Lingshi surface.

Surprise flashed in Yan Xiang's eyes, and he said loudly: "Doubling the strength, continue!"

Ling Luo mobilized all the fire energy stored in the dantian, and in the spiritual domain between the eyebrows, the small purple satellite and the small blue satellite gradually rotated faster.

At the same time, the two different fires in Ling Luo's hands jumped one meter, two meters, five meters with a "stab"!

The purple Charming Fire and the blue Ice Flame Flowing Fire merged into a huge fireball. The two colors rotated alternately, radiant and extremely gorgeous.

In the huge five-meter two-color different fireball, the orange feather spirit stone gradually softened and melted, and finally condensed into a fist-sized spirit liquid.

A bright color flashed across Yan Xiang's eyes, and he took over the five-meter-diameter two-color strange fireball from Ling Luo's hand.

He was extremely strong, and with King Wu's cultivation, it was a breeze to catch Ling Luo's sixth-rank great martial artist's strange fire with his bare hands.