For others, there are only ten days, but it is different for Su Luo. With the space that can delay time ten times, she has a full hundred days.
During these hundred days, Su Luo neither ate nor drank, and was completely immersed in the practice of Fire Explosion Technique.
There are three levels of Pyroblast.
The first level condenses into a fire leopard.
The second level, the condensed fire leopard has powerful aggressiveness.
The third level condenses two or more fire leopards with powerful aggressiveness.
The three realms are very simple literally, but difficult to operate.
After thirty days of practice, Su Luo finally condensed a complete Flame Leopard.
The whole body of this fire leopard was like a blazing fire, seemingly ferocious and brutal, but in fact, it was standing there like a piece of wood, stupidly, without a soul and without vitality.
But Su Luo was not discouraged. After all, she had cultivated the first level of the secret.
As for the second level...how to make this flame leopard possess a soul? This completely stumped Su Luo.
Thirty days passed, and Su Luo still couldn't find the solution.
Another thirty days passed, and the fire leopard was still staring at Su Luo stupidly.
Fire and water are incompatible, so fire and ice naturally counteract each other. Su Luo knew that the man in black was an ice elementalist, so she kept cultivating the fire element, preparing to use it to attack her.
The last ten days.
Soul, soul power... Su Luo's head was about to explode from thinking about it.
At this moment, Little Stone's arrogant voice came slowly, "Your mental strength is too poor."
"Is that the reason?" Su Luo asked sincerely. Was it because her mental strength was too weak that she couldn't reach the second level?
Little Stone curled his lips in noncommittal: "What you need to do most now is to improve your mental strength. It is difficult for others to improve their mental strength." But Su Luo has a shortcut.
"What do you mean?"
"Here you go." Little Stone threw a shiny object to Su Luo.
"What?" Su Luo took it curiously.
"Soul power." Little Stone said unhappily.
"Soul power?" Su Luo looked at the little stone in disbelief. Where did it get its soul power?
"Take it if I give it to you." Xiao Shi slowly closed his eyes and began to mend the chain. He hadn't recovered from the last time he overexerted himself.
"This is..." Su Luo looked at the crystal ball and felt it was familiar. She soon remembered it.
Isn't this crystal ball the soul that Mo Laozu collected when he destroyed millions of soldiers in the Northern Desert? Back then, this crystal ball was full of black threads, and those black threads were the so-called soul power.
But now it was obvious that most of the black silk had been lost, and the remaining soul power was sparse, but it was better than nothing. Su Luo comforted herself in her heart.
After Xiao Shitou threw the crystal ball to Su Luo, he closed his eyes and entered a state of trance, completely forgetting Su Luo.
Su Luo held the crystal ball, but was speechless.
How exactly does one use this crystal ball? She has no idea how to operate it.
Just when Su Luo didn't know what to do, a faint chill climbed up from the crystal ball towards Su Luo's wrist, and then spread to Su Luo's limbs and bones.
"It's so cold." Su Luo shivered subconsciously.
This soul power crawled quickly in Su Luo's body like a snake. Just when Su Luo tried to capture it, suddenly, Su Luo felt a slight fluctuation of spiritual power coming from her sea of consciousness.
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