Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

Chapter 123: Poison-killing Jiao, Feng Xi appears!

After a while, a round turtle demon inner elixir appeared in his hand.

It emits surging spiritual power.

"This inner elixir!"

Looking at the inner elixir in his hand, a trace of surprise flashed in Yan Yun's eyes.

On the light brown inner elixir, there are wisps of golden arc light.

Quite magical.

Although the aura it emits is only level seven, the energy it contains is not comparable to that of a level seven monster.

Yan Yun frowned slightly and murmured in a low voice:

"Maybe it has something to do with going through the catastrophe of transformation."

And just as Yan Yun was looking carefully, a roar came from the distance.

"court death!"

Poisonous Dragon's eyes were filled with evil energy as he stared at Yan Yun.

The huge waves rose up, covering the sky and the sun, completely covering it.

At the same time, Taoist Jin Xia and the Huo brothers also saw the scene in front of them.

"How dare you pick up the leaks in front of us!"

Taoist Jinxia snorted coldly, and the murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes: "Let's wait until this poisonous dragon swallows this person, and then we take action!"

The Huo brothers looked at each other and did not reply. Instead, they put away their magic weapons and stared in front of them indifferently.

This also represents the attitude of the two.

Yan Yun glanced at the poisonous dragon, then at Jin Xia and the others, and sneered.

"Four-legged snake!"

Yan Yun hooked his hand towards the poisonous dragon and smiled contemptuously.

Immediately, his figure swayed, turned into a blue shadow, and disappeared instantly.

Although Yan Yun's cultivation level is only in the late stage of Dan Formation, his speed in performing Wind and Thunder Escape is far faster than that of ordinary Yuan Ying early stage monks.

Wherever it passed, the sound of wind and thunder roared, resounding throughout the heaven and earth.

Escape towards the distance.

"I'm going to swallow you!!!"

Seeing such provocative Yan Yun, Poisonous Dragon's eyes turned red and he jumped on the heavy waves.

The poisonous dragon in the sea is extremely fast.

It far surpasses the monks in the early stage of Yuanying and is enough to rival the escape skills of the monks in the middle stage of Yuanying.

But for a while, he was unable to do anything to Yan Yun who used Wind and Thunder Escape.

One man and one dragon galloped away on the sea.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared in front of Taoist Jinxia and the Huo brothers.

"not good!"

Taoist Jinxia also didn't expect that the pill-forming monk's escape technique was so fast.

In his opinion, the poisonous dragon should have exploded and swallowed Yan Yun directly.

"call out!"

Taoist Jinxia didn't hesitate at all and quickly chased after the poisonous dragon.

The Huo brothers seemed a little weak.

Although with the two ancient treasures, he can temporarily fight against the Yuanying monks, he cannot be as good as the Yuanying monks in terms of escape skills alone.

He could only watch Taoist Jinxia speeding away and helplessly stop.

Yan Yun's whole body was surrounded by wind and thunder, but his eyes were paying attention to Jin Xia and others.

These three people are not weak. If I want to kill the poisonous dragon, if three people make trouble, my plan will not be completed at all.

After flying like this for half an hour, Taoist Jinxia had already been thrown away.

An island full of rubble appeared in front of us.

"It's time to take action!"

Yan Yun murmured, without any hesitation, and quickly escaped into the deserted island.

"Huh! Huh!"

Yu Huan instantly appeared beside him, holding two sets of formations, and quickly disappeared in front of him.

Yan Yun was suspended in the air, his eyes narrowed, and he looked carefully at the poisonous dragon that was chasing him.

Looking at the island in front of him, a trace of vigilance flashed in Poisonous Dragon's eyes.

The poisonous dragon that landed on the island was greatly reduced in strength.

The poisonous dragon's eyes moved slightly, and a thick blood-evil aura quickly emerged.

With a ferocious expression on his face, he rushed towards Yan Yun.

If Taoist Jinxia enters the island, the poisonous dragon will definitely be afraid of him.

From Du Jiao's point of view, they are just monks in the late stage of pill formation, that is, their escape skills are a little faster.

The moment the poisonous dragon entered the island, the formation that had been deployed quickly rose up.

A white formation slowly rose, and wisps of thick fog enveloped the deserted island.

Completely shrouding Yan Yun and Poison Jiao.

This is the inverted five-element formation that Xin Ruyin repaired, and its power is enough to threaten the peak-level monks.

It is not very effective against level eight poisonous dragons.

Yan Yun arranged this set of inverted five elements array not to clean up the poisonous dragon, but to cover up the movement here.

After all, this place is an alien sea with a huge number of monsters.

If while fighting the poisonous dragon, another transformed monster is provoked, then he will have no choice but to run away.

Immediately afterwards, the second set of formations was activated.

A thick black fog spread instantly.

This formation was not given by Xin Ruyin, but obtained from Jiyin Ancestor.

It is the Tiandu Corpse Fire Formation, with a total of eighteen formation flags, held by eighteen Tiandu demon corpses to display the formation flags.

When the formation was deployed, Tiandu Corpse Fire enveloped him, and the Jiyin Ancestor who cultivated Tiandu Corpse Fire greatly increased his strength, enough to rival the mid-stage Nascent Soul monks.

It's a pity that Yan Yun doesn't have the eighteen Tiandu demon corpses in his hands, only Yu Huan.

Therefore, this formation has shrunk a lot.

Yan Yun mainly focused on the Tiandu Corpse Fire that filled the formation, which could increase the power of his own Mysterious Soul and Ghost Fire.

With the formation of the formation, the entire island instantly turned into a black world.

And of course, since the inverted Five Elements Formation surrounds the island, no abnormalities can be found from the outside.

"Roar!"

The poisonous dragon roared, and a mouthful of dark green venom spurted out from the air.

A strong fishy smell assaulted my nostrils.

Even Yan Yun, who was hundreds of feet away, couldn't help feeling dizzy.

"call!"

Yan Yun let out a breath of turbid air, and wisps of thunder wrapped around him, quickly cutting off the pungent poisonous mist.

The venom came quickly and quickly collided with the pitch-black Tiandu Corpse Fire that filled the air.

"Stab!"

Accompanied by harsh burning sounds, emerald green venom and pitch black corpse fire.

Thick black and green fog continued to pour out, completely covering the entire island.

Yan Yun's face was expressionless and he flicked his wrist.

A ball of dark purple mysterious ghost fire appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Crack!"

The deep purple flames were like wisps of tentacles that were constantly entangled, greedily devouring the Tiandu Corpse Fire that filled the surrounding area.

The palm-sized mysterious ghost fire grew rapidly at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, he became half the size of a human being.

"go with!"

Yan Yun waved his right hand lightly, and saw the mysterious ghost fire in his hand turned into a purple-black shadow and flew towards the poisonous dragon.

At the same time, purple purple thunder wood swords kept flying out of the storage bag.

Nine flying swords poured out, eight spiritual wood swords flew out, and one was suspended in front of Yan Yun.

Yan Yun gently raised his right hand and landed on the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword.

The power of turbulent wind and thunder surged out of Yan Yun's body and converged on the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword.

A sword light several feet long surged out from the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword.

At the same time, the mysterious ghost fire had already arrived in front of the poisonous dragon.

Looking at the purple-black will-o'-the-wisp, his pupils shrank slightly, and the red scales on his body trembled slightly, making a crisp snapping sound.

Wisps of crimson poisonous mist instantly surged out of the scales.

This poisonous mist is several times more powerful than the green poisonous mist spit out from its mouth.

It collided with the mysterious ghost fire and made a huge roar.

The two forces were like two poisonous mists of different colors constantly intertwined together.

Poisonous Dragon did not hesitate, but looked at the eight purple thunder spirit wood swords that were speeding towards him.

"boom!"

With his feet on the ground, his entire body quickly disappeared on the spot, dodging the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword like a ghost.

Rushing towards Yan Yun, his eyes were full of rage, wanting to tear the human in front of him alive and devour him.

Looking at the approaching poisonous dragon, Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly and flicked the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword in his right hand.

"call out!"

With a sharp sound breaking through the air, it quickly turned into a shadow and landed on the poisonous dragon's chest in an instant.

With a "stab" sound, the extremely sharp Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword directly pierced the crimson scales on the poisonous dragon's chest.

"Click"

The tip of the Lingmu Sword was completely engulfed in the Poisonous Dragon's chest.

Bright red blood continued to gush out from the wound, dyeing the purple spirit wood sword red.

"I'm going to eat you alive!"

Feeling the pain in his chest, the poisonous dragon slapped the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword heavily with a ferocious expression on his face.

With a "click", the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword, which was only a low-level magic weapon, was broken.

Yan Yun's face was expressionless, and he was not distressed by the broken spirit wood sword.

Instead, he stared at the poisonous dragon in front of him.

As the Lingmu Sword left the body, the wound on his chest was completely exposed to Yan Yun.

"call out!"

Yan Yun's body swayed and turned into a straight line to quickly retreat.

At the same time, the raging power of wind and thunder gathered in his right hand.

He snapped his fingers with his left hand, and a purple mysterious ghost fire condensed out of thin air.

"Crack!"

The flames burned, and the purple flames were very coquettish.

Suspended in mid-air, his eyes stared at the poisonous dragon that was approaching quickly, and his body continued to swell.

"Bang bang bang!"

The heartbeats sounded, the muscles continued to swell, and the height elongated.

It grew to nearly four meters tall in the blink of an eye.

The power of wind and thunder wrapped around him, and he rushed towards the poisonous dragon.

"Compete with me physically?"

Looking at Yan Yun rushing towards him, a hint of ferocity flashed in Du Jiao's eyes and he sneered.

Physically, Poisonous Dragon has never met an opponent.

Seeing that Yan Yun dared to attack him with his body, he naturally would not retreat.

He raised his sharp dragon claw and slapped it towards Yan Yun's chest.

The wind and thunder beads flew out from the right hand and flew towards the chest of the poisonous dragon. Then the right hand turned into a fist and landed on the dragon's claw with force.

"boom!"

Along with a muffled groan, the powerful force directly smashed the air around the two into a roaring sound.

At the same time, Feng Lei Zhu had already appeared in front of Poisonous Dragon.

Seeing this, Poisonous Dragon's complexion changed slightly.

If it were ordinary, he would naturally not take this small wind and thunder bead in his eyes.

But after the chest injury, the chest became its weak point.

How can I be hurt again.

The other dragon claw grabbed it hard and crushed the wind and thunder bead hard.

Raging wind blades continued to pour out of the wind and thunder beads and landed on the dragon's claws.

There was a series of clattering sounds.

A series of shallow white marks appeared on the poisonous dragon's claws, but other than that, it was difficult to make any achievements.

"Crack!"

While the Poisonous Dragon was dealing with the Wind and Thunder Pearl, Yan Yun quickly reached out with his left hand.

A coquettish purple flame, like a flexible purple snake, instantly jumped into the poisonous dragon's chest.

The coquettish purple flames are constantly surging in the poisonous dragon's body, constantly burning the poisonous dragon's body.

"mean!!!"

Feeling the raging burning sensation in his chest, the Poisonous Dragon's expression suddenly changed and he roared angrily.

The surging green aura instantly wrapped around his body.

Its body kept changing, and in the blink of an eye it transformed into a red dragon that was hundreds of feet tall.

The power of the mysterious ghost fire is extraordinary. If an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator touches it, he will die.

After all, the poisonous dragon is an eighth-level monster, and it belongs to the dragon family, and its body is extremely strong.

Only then did he survive.

Even so, it is difficult to resist the mysterious ghost fire.

The deep purple flames were seen constantly flowing in the dragon's body, and the aura on his body also continued to weaken.

The mysterious ghost fire is not like the dry blue ice flame, which can easily burn the body.

Its greatest lethality is the soul.

I saw that the arrogance of the poisonous dragon's original clamor had long since disappeared, and its eyes were dull, shaking its head, and it was about to collapse.

Yan Yun took a deep breath of turbid air, slowly dispersed the Giant Demon Art, and looked at the poisonous dragon indifferently.

Quietly waiting for its life to pass.

There is no need to rush forward at this time, if he still has the energy to give it a try.

Maybe you will be hurt by it, and the gain will not be worth the loss.

Yan Yun glanced at the poisonous dragon and waited quietly.

The poisonous dragon, burned by the mysterious ghost fire, kept struggling.

Poison Jiao Kong has a powerful body, but his soul is his weakness.

Being burned like this, there is only one way to die.

For a moment, the poisonous dragon collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

The light red scales all over its body also lost their aura at this moment, and their color became much darker.

Wisps of mysterious ghost fire are constantly burning in the poisonous dragon's body.

It seemed like it was going to be burned completely.

Yan Yun curled his lips when he saw this, naturally he couldn't let a dragon corpse go to waste.

With a wave of his sleeves, wisps of deep purple flames quickly flowed out of the poisonous dragon's body.

Like a long purple stream, gathering in Yan Yun's palm.

"This is a genuine eighth-level monster!"

A hint of joy flashed in Yan Yun's eyes, and he swayed and landed in front of the poisonous dragon.

"brush!"

A purple thunder spirit wood sword quickly sliced ​​open the poisonous dragon's body.

Bright red blood quickly flowed out of his body.

At the same time, a strong fishy smell gushed out from the poisonous dragon's body.

Yan Yun frowned slightly, took out a white jade bottle, and used the magic formula.

I saw bright red blood being absorbed into the jade bottle in an instant.

The dragon's body is full of treasures, and its blood is the treasure for making elixirs.

The blood from this poisonous dragon alone, if sold in the market, would be enough to sell tens of thousands of low-level spiritual stones.

Along with dozens of jade bottles filled with the blood of poisonous dragons.

The poisonous dragon's body looked much shriveled, hanging there.

"Crash!"

Yan Yun waved his sleeves, and pieces of palm-sized vermilion dragon scales were pulled off.

This dragon scale is extremely hard, if used to forge magic weapons.

Maybe I can forge an intermediate defensive weapon.

After burning the incense, Yan Yun touched the bulging storage bag with a smile on his lips.

Then he touched his hand into the poisonous dragon's body.

"what?"

Suddenly Yan Yun let out a light sigh, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

I saw two round spheres, which were taken out by Yan Yun. One is full of red light, and the other is a green sac-like object.

"This should be the poisonous dragon's inner elixir!"

Yan Yun gently stroked the vermilion ball, murmured in a low voice, and then turned his eyes and glanced at the green ball beside him.

"As for this one, it should be the poisonous sac of the poisonous dragon!"

Monsters such as snake dragons usually have a poison sac in their bodies to store the poisonous mist in their bodies.

This poisonous dragon is an eighth-level dragon, and the poison sac in its body is extremely toxic.

It is enough to easily poison a Nascent Soul Stage monk.

Worth a fortune.

Yan Yun shook his right hand, and the poison sac was instantly absorbed into the storage bag, and then looked at the inner elixir in his hand.

The spirit beast bag around his waist shines with a faint purple light.

"What a sharp nose!"

Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly and brushed the spirit beast bag with a smile.

I saw a purple spiritual light shining, and a thunder dragon wrapped with thunder appeared beside me.

His eyes were fixed on the vermilion inner elixir in Yan Yun's hand, looking particularly eager.

For the thunder dragon, if he could swallow the inner elixir of this eighth-level poisonous dragon.

It can undergo transformation.

Looking at the impatient Thunder Dragon.

Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, glanced at the thunder dragon, flicked his wrist, and the inner elixir in his hand quickly flew out.

Suspended in front of the thunder dragon.

The thunder dragon didn't hesitate at all, quickly opened its huge mouth and swallowed the inner elixir directly into his body.

Following the entrance of the vermilion inner elixir, the thunder dragon saw surging thunder power emitting from its body.

After all, the thunder dragon is only a sixth-level demonic beast, and the energy contained in the eighth-level demonic elixir is too much for it.

If you want to completely absorb the energy in the eighth-level demon pill, I believe it will not be possible for more than ten years.

Looking at the thunder dragon with his eyes closed and constantly absorbing it, Yan Yun ignored it, but looked at the corpse of the poisonous dragon in front of him.

In addition to scales, dragon bones and tendons are also materials for making magic weapons.

Yan Yun was reluctant to waste even the poisonous dragon meat.

"Brush! Brush!"

Holding the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword in hand, Yu Huan stepped forward and cut off pieces of flesh and blood.

These poisonous dragon meats are excellent whether you eat them yourself or leave them to spiritual beasts.

In just half an hour, the poisonous dragon that had just become powerful became stronger.

At this time, it had completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Yan Yun sat cross-legged, took out several pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

The elixir melts in your mouth and slowly restores the lost spiritual power in your body.

Now that the turtle demon and poisonous dragon have been killed, without the help of these two demons, the wind-splitting beast Feng Xi will have to re-plan the manpower to refine the wind and thunder wings if he wants to.

It gave Yan Yun some time to practice.

And just as Yan Yun was recovering his spiritual power on the island, a golden shadow flashed past.

Jinxia Taoist was seen floating a hundred miles southeast of the island, looking around.

But the poisonous dragon and Yan Yun's figures were not found.

"Where did that kid go?"

Taoist Jinxia secretly resented and shouted angrily, a stern look flashed in his eyes:

"It's all this boy's fault for luring the poisonous dragon away with such an opportunity!"

"If I find him, I will cut him into pieces!"

Thinking of this, his figure flickered, turned into a shadow, and disappeared from the place.

A few days later, Yan Yun's spiritual power recovered, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and then he glanced at the thunder dragon beside him.

I saw raging thunder wrapped around him, and he was obviously still slowly refining the poisonous dragon inner elixir.

"It's time to go back!"

Yan Yun murmured, this place is too far from Qiyuan Island, who knows if any transformed monsters will appear.

With this in mind, Yan Yun waved his sleeves and took the thunder dragon into the spirit beast bag.

A stream of blue-purple light wrapped around the body, turning into a shadow and disappearing in place.

A few hours later.

An island shrouded in white mist appeared in front of Yan Yun.

"call!"

Yan Yun took a deep breath and quickly escaped into it.

Inside the cave.

Yan Yun sat cross-legged. With a flick of his wrist, bewitching purple flames wrapped around the palm of his hand.

Glamorous and dazzling.

When dealing with poisonous dragons, the Mysterious Soul Ghost Fire was of great help.

If it were not for this mysterious ghost fire, Yan Yun might have no choice but to use the Wind and Thunder True Body if he wanted to kill the poisonous dragon.

"It's a pity that Feng Xi is extremely fast and won't confront him head-on like Poisonous Dragon!"

Yan Yun gently rubbed the Xuanhun Ghost Fire with his right hand and looked at the storage bag on his waist.

"Since we can't break through the Nascent Soul stage for the time being, we can try to fuse with the dry blue ice flame!"

With a "click" sound, a light blue ice stone bead appeared in front of him.

As soon as he appeared, he saw a dark blue cold mist that instantly enveloped the entire cave.

The pale yellow walls were covered with a thick layer of frost in the blink of an eye.

"call!"

Yan Yun took a breath of turbid air and felt the white mist condense into frost crystals, which was extremely biting.

Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the ice stone beads in front of him. He stretched out his right hand and tapped it gently.

Then he saw a slender blue dry blue ice flame, like a slender dragon, slowly flying out.

What greeted him was the mysterious ghost fire.

The dark purple mysterious ghost fire, mixed with black spots and green spots, is the Tiandu Corpse Fire and Qingyang Demonic Fire that it had previously merged with.

It's just that the power of these two kinds of magic fire is not as powerful as the mysterious ghost fire.

Devoured and refined by it.

The dry blue ice flame is not these two kinds of spiritual fire, its power is much more powerful.

The dark blue dry blue ice flame instantly rushed into the mysterious ghost fire.

The two quickly became intertwined.

The entire flame turned blue and purple in the blink of an eye.

Yan Yun remained expressionless as he continued to pour spiritual power into the ice stone beads.

A steady stream of dry blue ice flames gushes out from the stone beads and merges with the mysterious ghost fire.

And just when Yan Yun was in retreat to merge with the dry blue ice flames, and when the thunder dragon swallowed the pill, he was in retreat.

In front of the desolate island where Yan Yun killed the poisonous dragon.

Taoist Jinxia went and came back.

It's just that this time he didn't come alone, there was also a cyan demon cultivator following behind him.

He wears a silver crown on his head and wears hemp shoes on his feet. Except for his small green eyes and his horny pointed nose, the rest of his body is exactly the same as that of a human man.

At this time, Taoist Jinxia was in a very embarrassed state, and his whole body was surrounded by a wisp of cyan light.

I have all the strength in the Nascent Soul stage, but I can’t display it.

"I was chasing you right here, but I lost track of you!"

Taoist Jinxia was obedient, staring at Feng Xi in front of him, pointing to the island not far away, and whispered: "There was no island here at that time!"

Hearing this, Feng Xi's eyes lit up, his body swayed, and he quickly escaped into the island.

After a while, he came to a valley.

The rocks are broken and the ground is filled with poisonous fog.

There are also patches of burnt black color.

"Brother Wu's scales!"

Suddenly, Feng Xi let out a soft cry and waved his right hand.

Taking advantage of the situation, he took a palm-sized poisonous dragon scale into his hand.

There were still little traces of blood on it, as if it had been pulled alive from the poisonous dragon.

Feng Xi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked around, finally coming to a pile of rocks.

A small sword tip the size of a fingernail appeared in his hand.

"It seems that this is the magic weapon used by the human monk who killed Brother Wu!"

"Although it is only a low-level magic weapon, it contains the power of wind and thunder!"

In order to refine the Wind and Thunder Wings, Feng Xi sneaked into the human world to practice the forging method for a long time, and he recognized the properties of the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword in his hand at a glance.

"The power of wind and thunder!"

Feng Xi's eyes lit up, wasn't he the key to forging the power of wind and thunder?

Wind and thunder wings contain the power of wind and thunder, which is why Feng Xi needs turtle demons and poisonous dragons to help him forge them.

It is because of the power of earth and water of the two demons.

Use the magic circle during refining to temporarily fuse the thunder attribute spiritual power.

When the time comes, it will be integrated into Feng Xi's wind spirit power. When the two are fused, the power of wind and thunder can be fused.

In the original work, the reason why Feng Xi kidnapped Han Li was for the wood attribute, which could calm the violent energy when the power of wind and thunder was fused.

Now that Feng Xi actually saw the two forces of wind and thunder appearing here in such a balanced manner, Feng Xi was extremely surprised.

"If this person helps me, I will have wind and thunder wings!!!"

"Hahaha!"

Feng Xi's face was full of joy, and she looked up to the sky and roared.

Such an appearance made Taoist Jinxia not far away tremble with fear.

"Brother Feng, can I go?"

Taoist Jinxia swallowed, looked at Feng Xi, and whispered.

Feng Xi, who was in a good mood, glanced at Taoist Jinxia, ​​with a trace of killing intent flashing in his eyes, and sneered:

"Leave? I'll see you off personally!"

While speaking, Feng Xi slowly raised his right hand.

In an instant, a raging wind surged out of Taoist Jinxia's body, and wind blades mixed with blood flew out from his body.

The blood completely enveloped Taoist Jinxia.

From a distance, he looks like a bloody man.

"Humph!"

Following Feng Xi's cold snort, Taoist Jinxia instantly exploded into a pool of blood mist.

Feng Xi waved his sleeves and flicked his wrist, and the storage bag at his waist was instantly in his hands.

His eyes glanced at the tip of the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword in his hand, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

He pinched the magic formula with one hand and landed on the tip of the sword.

In an instant, a light red stream of light emitted from it, turning into a stream of light and fleeing into the distance.

When Feng Xi saw this, he followed the sword tip and flew out into the distance.

at the same time.

Inside the island filled with white mist.

Suddenly a faint white flame rose.

The flames burned everything, and the extremely hard rock disappeared into thin air as soon as it was touched by the flames.

It was as if it had never appeared before.

"Finally it worked!"

A hint of joy flashed in Yan Yun's eyes, looking at the snow-white flames in front of him, his eyes full of excitement.

The ice stone bead at hand has long lost its color and turned into the shape of a stone bead, and the power of ice on it has completely disappeared.

In order for the two to fuse, it is enough to completely fuse all the dry blue ice flames in the ice stone beads.

Finally succeeded.

"Although it is not fused with the evil-dispelling divine thunder, it is still a fusion of dry blue ice flame and mysterious ghost fire!"

"Just call it the Shura Holy Fire!"

Looking at the white flames in front of him, Yan Yun murmured in a low voice, but he gave this undermining method a name.

It's a pity that it is not the power of wind and thunder, so it cannot gain power increase when using the true form of wind and thunder.

Otherwise, its power would be even greater.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a huge roar suddenly came from outside the island.

Yan Yun's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"somebody is coming!"

With a wave of his sleeve, the pale white Shura Holy Fire quickly rushed into Yan Yun's sleeve.

After leaving the cave, a strange monk in green clothes appeared in front of him.

A fierce wind erupted from its body, and a powerful aura swept over it.

Even Yan Yun felt a hint of threat from this person.

"Fengxi?"

Yan Yun's heart skipped a beat. He never expected that this wind-splitting beast would come to his door.

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw a blue-purple spiritual sword tip floating in front of the young monk.

It contains the extremely familiar power of wind and thunder.

"The tip of the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword!"

Yan Yun's eyes narrowed, and it was obvious that Feng Xi had found him through the tip of the sword.

"Is it because you have the power of wind and thunder?"

Feng Xi glanced at Yan Yun casually, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A mere monk in the late stage of pill formation is nothing to be afraid of.

He even thought about whether this person was the one who killed Brother Wu.

After all, the Poisonous Dragon is a level 8 monster, and it belongs to the dragon clan. Although its strength is not as good as his own, it is still much stronger than the level 8 monster of the same level.

The human monk in front of him was just a late-stage pill-forming monk.

How to kill poisonous dragon.

Feng Xi was puzzled.

Hearing Feng Xi's words, Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly. Now that the matter was over, there were only two ways left for him.

Use Wind and Thunder Escape to escape to Qiyuan Island.

However, Feng Xi is good at speed, so he might not be able to escape if he just uses Wind and Thunder Escape.

Only by opening the true form of Feng Lei can we escape.

It's just that this place is far away from Qiyuan Island. Based on the duration of Feng Lei's true form, there is only one way to die before escaping to Qiyuan Island.

"It seems that we can only let it taste the newly refined Shura Holy Fire!"

A chill flashed in Yan Yun's eyes, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A lavender thunder light wrapped around his left hand, and at the same time, a faint cyan gust of wind emerged from his right hand.

The two merged with each other, and finally condensed into a round wind and thunder bead.

"call out!"

The wind and thunder beads pierced the air and appeared in front of Feng Xi in an instant.

As soon as the wind thunder bead approached, it exploded instantly.

Raging purple wind blades quickly emerged from the wind and thunder beads.

Covering the sky and covering the earth, it quickly fell towards Feng Xi.

Looking at the wind blade that contained the power of wind and thunder, Feng Xi was not surprised but overjoyed, his eyes filled with joy.

With a wave of his sleeve, the dense wind blades were instantly absorbed into his sleeve.

"Sure enough, the power of wind and thunder is perfectly integrated!"

As he spoke, his eyes looked at Yan Yun, full of greed: "Give me the method of wind and thunder, and I will spare your life!"

Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and actually took away his Wind and Thunder Pearl with one move.

As expected of a ninth-level demon cultivator, his strength is truly incomparable, far beyond that of that poisonous dragon.

Thinking of this, the spirit beast bag on Yan Yun's waist flashed with two rays of blood.

Then two blood jade spiders were seen falling quickly.

"Huh! Huh!"

As a sound broke through the air, a Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword flew out of the storage bag and floated beside him.

Looking at Yan Yun who looked like this, Feng Xi sneered: "There are actually two level seven blood jade spiders, not bad!"

As he spoke, his eyes were filled with contempt.

After all, Yan Yun is only a late-stage pill-forming monk, so there is nothing to fear.

Yan Yun had no expression on his face as he slowly rose into the sky, the power of wind and thunder surging around him.

"call out!"

A wind-thunder spirit wood sword was held in his hand, and several feet of sword light instantly shot out.

"what!"

Feeling the aura coming from Yan Yun's body, Feng Xi let out a light sigh, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"From this point of view, I somewhat believe that Brother Wu is the result of a human being like you!"

"I can kill the dragon in the early stage of transformation with my cultivation in the late stage of pill formation!"

(End of this chapter)