Fight Break: Family Ancestor Xuan Emperor Xiao Xuan

Chapter 319 Late Stage of Spirit Realm

Chapter 319 Late Stage of Spirit Realm
Seeing only a single ray of light in front of him, Xiao Yan's eyes were full of burning heat.

The soul power of the Dou Sheng powerhouse is incomparably majestic. Even the most common Dou Sheng's soul power is far superior to that of an ordinary eighth-rank pharmacist. Maybe they have not reached the heavenly realm, but compared to the ordinary pinnacle of the spiritual realm, they are much stronger. Much more.

Although this ray of essence in front of me is only a little bit, it is the most essential soul power of a fighting saint.

Thinking this way in his heart, Xiao Yan no longer hesitated, a vortex of soul between his brows slowly turned, and that ray of light flew out from the fire lotus, falling into Xiao Yan like a mayfly shining with fluorescence. between the eyebrows.

And the moment this ray of fluorescent light fell into Xiao Yan's brow, an incomparably pure soul power directly flooded into Xiao Yan's soul.

Although this ray of soul power seemed weak, its purity was astonishing. In an instant, this ray of soul power made Xiao Yan's exhausted soul feel as if soaked in a hot spring.

Soon, the exhaustion in Xiao Yan's soul disappeared quickly, replaced by an extremely full feeling.

And this is not over yet, under the nourishment of this pure spirit, Xiao Yan's soul power even slowly increased by a small amount.

At this spiritual realm, soul cultivation is sometimes much more difficult than battle qi. Even with Xiao Yan's aptitude, if he wants to cross from the spiritual realm to the heavenly realm, he doesn't know that it will take decades to do it, but this The seemingly faint ray of fluorescence is comparable to his ten days and half a month of penance.

"Jie Jie Jie, Dou Sheng's soul power is really good."

Xiao Yan licked his lips excitedly, and after spending an hour adjusting his cultivation to the peak state, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the Nether Poison Saint.

"Come again!"

"Okay!" The Nether Poison Saint also had a happy smile on his face after seeing this scene.

After this degenerate group got the power of the evil spirits from the sky, their vitality became extremely terrifying. If the powerhouses of the same level did not have the help of high-level different fires, if they wanted to completely wipe them out, they would probably need thousands of years of refinement with the help of a large formation to be able to do it.

The Nether Poison Saint himself didn't know if he could last so long, but after seeing how well Xiao Yan's strange fire had effect, he also had a hint of excitement on his face.

Ever since, with a wave of the Nether Poison Saint's palm, another one-foot-long black magic energy fell into Xiao Yan's fire lotus.

"Brutal!"

The magic energy in the body was drawn out again, and the magic python struggled violently again, and the scarlet eyes shone brightly, but no matter how much it struggled, it couldn't shake the space in the skull.

Every time the Nether Poison Saint waved his hand, the big formation above the sky was rippling, and then it was suppressed again.

And after Xiao Yan got this devilish energy, he hurriedly burned it with different fires. Although this devilish energy was extremely tough, it was rootless water after all. It was burned into nothingness, and a ray of soul essence was absorbed by Xiao Yan again.

In this way, every time Xiao Yan wiped out a strand of devilish energy, he obtained a sliver of soul essence, and after resting for an hour, he urged the fire lotus to refine the next strand of devilish energy.

As time passed slowly, Xiao Yan's soul power became more and more majestic, and as his soul power became stronger, the speed at which he refined the devil energy became faster and faster, but the magic python It is because of this that it is getting weaker and weaker.

A month has passed in the blink of an eye. During this month, the city lord of Heiyin and Liao Du have gone to this place again to harvest herbs.

The poisonous weeds and antidote medicinal materials here and there are not valuable things to Dou Zun Dou Sheng, but it is different for these two people.

When these things filled a whole ring, the city lord of Heiyin and Liao Du looked at each other, and they both saw the ecstasy in each other's eyes.

"Jie Jie Jie, get rich!"

Lu Xueyan originally wanted to bring the two old women to search here, but Xiao Yan ruthlessly refused.

And with Xiao Yan's order, Venerable Tianhuo and You Mo will naturally not let the three of them take a step indiscriminately.

"Asshole."

Lu Xueyan clenched her silver teeth, and looked at Xiao Yan's back angrily.

It's just that besides being angry, there was a trace of curiosity in his eyes.

"Listen to those two old things, is this guy's real age what he looks like?"

Thinking of this, Lu Xueyan's eyes were full of disbelief.

"His age is about the same as mine at most. How can he be so strong? He is simply a monster."

The 20-year-old Dou Zun is simply unimaginable.

One must know that she became a Dou Zong at the age of 20 and has been regarded as a leader among the younger generation in the Southwest Continent. Her father became a Dou Zun at the age of 40, and has been hailed as a rare genius in a millennium after the ancestor of Gu Sheng Zong.

But in front of Xiao Yan, the two seemed a little ridiculous.

It's just that Xiao Yan didn't know what she was thinking.

At this moment, his eyes are closed, his face is peaceful and serene, but in such tranquility, a trembling soul power is slowly emanating from his body.

Before he knew it, Xiao Yan's soul power had crossed the middle stage of the spiritual realm and was moving towards the late stage of the spiritual realm. At this moment, the originally extremely dark magic python had become much dimmer.

Although it is struggling desperately, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the strength of this struggle is getting weaker and weaker.

After Xiao Yan's continuous burning for a month, the power of this fallen demon saint of fighting saint level finally declined to the bottom.

"Almost, it's time!"

Feeling that the aura of this magic python has gradually become extremely weak, a happy smile appeared on the face of the Nether Poison Saint.

"If a thousand years can't wipe out your power, then it will really let you escape from here. It's just a pity that you, a traitor, are doomed to be wiped out here."

The Nether Poison Sage smiled slightly, the illusory soul seal changed, and the surrounding space began to surge like boiling water. Finally, all the space power combined with the formation above the sky sealed the magic python in a small crystal. among the balls.

"Little friend, it's the last exercise, let's do it!"

The Nether Poison Sage let out a low cry, and threw the illusory magic python in front of Xiao Yan.

"Okay!" Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan didn't hesitate any longer. During the changing of the knots between the palms, the original colorful fire lotus also suddenly dispersed at this moment, and finally turned into five fire spirits hovering in the sky.

And when the five fire spirits appeared, all the people present except Venerable Xiao Yan Tianhuo and You Mo showed bewildered expressions on their faces.

"Five different fires, how is it possible, what kind of monster is this?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, not to mention Lu Xueyan and the others, even the Nether Poison Sage showed a bewildered expression on his face.

What a rare thing different fires are, this guy actually owns five of them, and how did he manage to integrate five different fires into one.

You must know that the different fires are extremely violent, and even a strong fighter can hardly fuse two different fires perfectly, but this guy has actually fused five different fires.

When Xiao Yan displayed these five kinds of different fires at the same time, the soul of the magic python that was already struggling was also struggling more violently at this moment.

However, its struggle was always in vain. Xiao Yan's Seal Knot changed again, and the five rounds of Lihuo Formation condensed again. In an instant, the terrifying high temperature even made the space begin to melt. Help stabilize it, I am afraid that this space will be burned to the ground in a short time.

"The Nether Poison Saint, what are you planning, what good is it to you to kill me, it's worth your life to deal with me!"

Under the crisis of life and death, the magic python finally let out a shrill roar.

"Those who betray the Dou Qi Continent will deserve to die."

The soul body of the Nether Poison Saint stood faintly above the void, with a cheerful smile on his face.

The next moment, the terrifying flames in the five rounds of Lihuo formation acted on the soul of this magic python. Even the fighting saints in their heyday would not dare to ignore such a terrifying high temperature, let alone It is a soul body that is too weak.

"Get out of here!"

The magic python screamed, and all the last magic energy was volatilized by it, resisting the burning of the strange fire with all its strength.

Chi la chi la, the strange fire and the devil energy collided with each other, making terrifying noises. However, in this confrontation, Xiao Yan, who was assisted by the Nether Poison Saint, took the initiative from the very beginning.

As time passed, three days later, when Xiao Yan showed a tired look on his face, the last trace of demonic energy was finally burned away, leaving only a nearly transparent black The body of a boa constrictor.

"Forgive me, forgive me! I am willing to be your slave!"

Sensing the imminent danger of life and death, the magic python finally begged for mercy, but Xiao Yan didn't care about it.

"A remnant soul of a fighting saint wants to be the servant of this emperor's son?"

Xiao Yan sneered, Falling Heart Flame took the lead, and after merging the four kinds of different fire powers, it turned into a colorful fire python and bit at the opponent.

Just a moment later, the soul of this magic python was torn into pieces by the Falling Heart Flame and swallowed into its belly.

The flame continued to burn, and many impurities were discharged from it.

After another day or so, an inexplicable breath slowly dispersed, making the souls of everyone present feel much more at ease.

"It's done!"

With a movement of Xiao Yan's eyes, he took back all the strange fires in his body, and after these strange fires dissipated, a drop of crystal clear water the size of soybeans was entrenched in mid-air.

This seemingly inconspicuous water drop is actually a drop of soul marrow refined from the remnant soul of a fighting saint.

"The Nine Nether Land Demon Python, was it finally beheaded here?"

Looking at the drop of water in the void, the Nether Poison Saint showed a hint of relief and relief, and finally turned into wanton laughter that echoed throughout the space.

But at this moment, Xiao Yan handed the drop of soul liquid to the Nether Poison Saint.

"Senior, if you take this drop of soul marrow, you will surely be able to restore your soul body."

Xiao Yan didn't think so much at the moment, he just looked at this Nether Poison Sage quite pleasing to the eye, but he could be regarded as a character.

Of course, when Xiao Yan's strength improves further in the future, the helpers he needs around him will also advance towards the level of Dou Sheng.

"Hehe, there's no need." To Xiao Yan's surprise, the Nether Poison Sage smiled and shook his head.

"In the battle with the Nine Nether Earth Demon Python, I was a little weaker than him. Being able to kill him here has already burned my true spirit. Now I am said to be a piece of memory Perhaps more appropriate."

Hearing the words of the Nether Poison Sage, Xiao Yan was also slightly taken aback, but there was a trace of respect in his gaze towards the Nether Poison Sage.

"Senior is really a hero."

At this moment, Xiao Yan couldn't help being amazed.

"There is nothing to admire but revenge."

Nether Poison Sage smiled indifferently.

"In the first half of my life, I can be regarded as a full-fledged villain. I have done a lot of burning, killing and looting in order to practice poisonous kung fu."

"It was only when my relatives and friends died at the hands of the fallen evil race that I realized that it was nothing but nothing in the end.

Later, I met the Seven-Colored Demon Saint, got his guidance and finally stepped into the holy realm, but heard the news that he fought to the death with the fallen evil clan. "

There was a hint of nostalgia and melancholy on the face of the Nether Poison Saint.

"Now, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, it's over."

After hearing the Nether Poison Saint's words, Xiao Yan couldn't help being a little dazed.

"Stop talking nonsense, since you have five different fires, you must have ideas about the Nether Poison Fire."

The Nether Poison Sage smiled slightly and said, "It's better to quickly refine that drop of soul marrow, and then come and receive my Nether Poison Fire."

Hearing what the other party said, Xiao Yan touched his nose lightly, and then slightly clasped his fists and said, "Since that's the case, this junior is not being polite."

After all, the suction force broke out again between the eyebrows, sucking that drop of soul marrow into the center of the eyebrows.

And as this soul essence fell into Xiao Yan's eyebrows, the soul power that had already entered the middle stage of the spiritual realm also skyrocketed again at this moment.

The pure soul power turned into Xiao Yan's own soul power after simple tempering by different fires, making his soul power soar like a rocket at this moment.

After another seven days passed, when Xiao Yan opened his eyes again, the majestic soul power turned into a terrifying invisible storm and raged in the entire space.

All of a sudden, except for the two Dou Zun, everyone else felt dizzy.

And at this moment, Xiao Yan's gaze also opened slowly at this moment, and a ray of light burst out, only to see that it penetrated the space and left two black holes.

It wasn't until a moment later that the space slowly closed.

"Is this the feeling in the late stage of the spiritual realm?"

The corners of Xiao Yan's mouth curled up slightly.

And after seeing Xiao Yan's breakthrough in the soul realm, the corner of the Nether Poison Saint's mouth also slightly evoked a smile.

I saw his palm slightly raised, turned into a claw and scratched towards the void.

The next moment, all the Nether Poison Fire and even the fire beasts scattered in this space turned into torrents of purple-gray flames and rushed towards the Nether Poison Saint.

Along with it, there are one after another treasures guarded by these fire beasts.

Soon, a hill of treasures gathered in front of Xiao Yan.

And in front of these hills was a purple-gray flame the size of a fist.

Seeing the purple-gray flame in front of him that was only the size of a fist, but whose power was terrifying, Xiao Yan's eyes also slowly lit up.

 There are four exams tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so I will ask for another day off tomorrow night. Please don’t worry, we will start every day from July [-]st, we will see you soon
  
 
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