Chapter 822 Fighting
It’s just that the Heyin Sanren’s spirit crane is already a tenth-level spirit bird. When it flaps its wings, its speed is not much slower than his bat king’s magic wings. Lu Xiaotian’s heart skipped a beat. , worthy of being a spiritual bird family, they have many inherent advantages in speed.
The spirit crane came through the sky, its red crown flashed with red light, and an extremely powerful fire spirit seemed to be coming towards the face. The little fire crow in the spirit beast bag was a little restless. Lu Xiaotian responded to this Nothing but speechless.
The spirit crane of Heyin Sanren is already a great help. He has raised this little fire crow for more than a hundred years. He has swallowed countless beast spirit pills. The more he raises this mouth, The more he holds it in his mouth, the more he holds it in his mouth. He will not eat any animal spirit pills that are not of the ninth grade.
In the past few years, I have developed a habit of eating fire stones, and I am usually only interested in high-grade fire stones. Occasionally, I will taste a few medium-grade fire stones when I am very hungry. As for The low-grade fire spirit stone didn't even bother to raise its eyelids.
For other spirit beasts, as long as their talents are not too bad, if they use the beast spirit pills for such a long time, they can at least reach the level of eighth or ninth level monsters. But in addition to the appetite and temper of this little fire crow, Nothing else has gone up. If you have a big appetite and you are not full, you will naturally have a bad temper.
Others raised spiritual beasts to have a helper, but for raising such an old man, he was tortured to the point of losing his temper. Lu Xiaotian had no other thoughts except depression. After all, the little fire crow had saved his life several times, so for this reason, it didn't matter if he kept raising this little guy.
After all, this place was the place where the direct conflict broke out between the Heyin San people and the ancestor Chi Jie. It was not suitable to stay for a long time. Lu Xiaotian took Luo Ping'er and retreated backwards, and the tenth-level spirit crane waved its wings lightly. The light hit was behind Lu Xiaotian.
The Heyin San people over there deliberately wanted to show Patriarch Chi Jie’s prowess. As he stepped, a long line of fire dragged out behind him, like a comet sweeping the moon, but it was more than ten miles away. , Lu Xiaotian could also feel the hot feeling coming over his body. The heat was unbearable. Lu Xiaotian quickly took Luo Ping'er and retreated a little further. Looking at the sea surface dozens of feet below, it started to boil. As the red light expanded, even the sky was burned into a fiery red.
Lu Xiaotian was horrified. Even when he saw the Black Nightmare Ghost King and the Blood Lion Ancestor and others taking action, he only looked at it from a distance. He himself had already escaped and could not really feel it. At this time, the distance was slightly closer. , at this time, my perception has improved to a higher level, and I can feel it more clearly.
The fire element Nascent Soul cultivator moved his hands, and the scorching red light that covered the sky and earth had the power to burn the sky and boil the sea.
In the blink of an eye, traces of white water vapor steamed up on the sea.
"You actually stepped into the threshold of the true meaning of fire with one foot!" Ancestor Chi Jie screamed strangely, retreated suddenly, and looked at Heyin Sanren in surprise.
“I have been obsessed with this Tao for hundreds of years. It was not until more than ten years ago that I realized the true essence of this Tao. Today, I lend you this knife to hone my true meaning. It is not in vain. I have been practicing Taoism for many years."
Heyin Sanren waved his sleeve, and a simple knife of several inches in length was slashed at the ancestor of Chi Jie like a shining fire shadow.
"Pretend, if you really cultivate the true meaning of fire, even the great monks in the later period will not be able to do anything to you. With such great strength, how can you waste so much talk with me."
Soon, Chi Jie Patriarch said coldly. With a smile, he just spoke out just to test the other party. Under normal circumstances, this Heyin Sanren was bluffing, and he was not willing to stay and confront Heyin Sanren head-on, wasting his mana in vain. But that boy is a master of alchemy, and his value is far greater than the many heavenly materials and earthly treasures he has seen, and most of the level-breaking pills he needs must be completed by this person.
Even though Heyin Sanren is very powerful, he has to give his opponent a try. A dim light flashed in the hand of Ancestor Chi Jie, and a short stick about a foot long appeared in his hand. The short stick was filled with dim light and filled with gloomy energy.
Chi Jie Patriarch hit him with a stick, and there was a faint sound of flowing water in the Yin Jian. Hearing it in his ears, it was like the Yin spring that had not seen the light of day for a thousand years, deep into the bone marrow. The spring water flows darkly.
Under the operation of Yin-cutting Dafa, the Yinyou stick was full of black shadows and hit the red flowing knife.
There was a loud bang, and a large amount of fire exploded. Ancestor Chi Jie's body flew back, and there was a feeling of discomfort in his organs.
Heyin Sanren also swayed slightly, and the fiery red stream of light rolled back into the palm of his hand. Heyin Sanren held it with his left palm and poured mana into the fiery red knife. Only then did the trembling of the knife disappear. Yinsanren looked at Ancestor Chi Jie in surprise.
“How did your Youjian stick get such power?”
He is no stranger to the Chi Jie ancestor. The time it took the Chi Jie ancestor to condense the Nascent Soul was compared to He was still twenty years earlier, but after entering the Yuanying realm, his cultivation speed was not fast, and he fell behind him. Now Heyin Sanren is already in the middle stage of Yuanying. The opponent is already at the peak of the early stage of Nascent Soul.
In terms of cultivation alone, Heyin Sanren can already dominate the opponent, which is why he walks around the court calmly.
“Old man, do you really think that if you can seize one of my heads with your cultivation, you can definitely defeat me? Although my cultivation is slightly weaker than yours, these years have been wasted. I almost Traveled through most of the Blue Devil Sea and found thousands of cold You Pond has been soaked in the cold for hundreds of years and refined with secret techniques. No matter how strong your Yang Fire Qi is, and you have the ability to burn the sky and boil the sea, I will break it clean for you with this stick. ."
Chi Jie Ancestor smiled and said, "Man, tell me. I have just entered the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and I am not afraid of it even if my magic power is more profound. Of course, if you really understand the true meaning of fire, I will turn around and leave, which will save you a lot of trouble."
" If I had really cultivated the true meaning of fire, I would have A real fire will burn you to death, how can you talk nonsense like this?"
Heyin Sanren cursed in his heart, there is a trace of the true meaning of fire in his flaming black feathers, but it is a pity for heaven and earth. How can it be that the original meaning between them is so easy to understand? He was just borrowing the power of the Yanwu Black Feathered Fox to fake the power of a tiger. The Chijie Ancestor was really good at his moves, and he could tell at a glance that he was bluffing.
"Okay, the last time I fought with you was a hundred years ago. Let me see how much strength you have gained in the past hundred years." Heyin Sanren's expression darkened, and a fist-sized Yanwu shadow suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, and with that The flaming red knives intertwined for a while, and the flaming red knives whistled softly, and there was a faint sound of Yanwu's cry.
The knife turned into a flowing fire shadow again, slashing through the air above and below, pointing directly at the forehead of Ancestor Chi Jie. It was so fast that even Lu Xiaotian, who was watching the battle from a distance, felt his eyes blurred. This Ancestor of Chi Jie is really powerful. If it were him, I don't know if he could take this sword.
(End of this chapter)