Soul Emperor Martial God

Bang...

A purple flame swimming dragon condensed out.

The surrounding wind kept coming.

Xiao Yi was not interested in constantly waving the Leng Yan sword to resist, and simply condensed the amethyst spirit flame, blocking the surroundings.

This is just the bottom.

The intensity of the gang wind is far less fierce than those gang winds that are constantly strengthening when rising.

This level of gang wind can be resisted by only amethyst spirit flame.

"Huh." Xiao Yi took a deep breath.

Afterwards, sit down at will.

He shook his head and sighed.

When Yukong continued to rise, he didn't care about those strong winds.

But when it was almost at the top of the valley, that monstrous storm was beyond his ability.

In his perception, that monstrous storm far exceeded his level, not even weaker than the full blow of a martial arts might.

He can escape from the hands of a martial artist.

But it doesn't mean that he can rush out from the obstacle of a martial arts power.

What is the difference between the monstrous storm at the top of the valley and a martial arts master guarding him?

No, it should be said that there is a difference.

That is, this monstrous storm is stronger than the martial arts power.

When I tried to break out of the top of the thigh just now, the feeling of powerlessness was even harder to break out than being in the martial arts strangulation power of the Great Elder of the Northern Yin Sect.

In other words, the gap between him and that monstrous storm is too great.

It is impossible to force it out.

In addition, he never believed that this prison-like bottom was part of the inheritance assessment.

After all, he was forced to come here because of the hostility of the Land of Inheritance.

In other words, he was trapped here, it should be an accident, an accident caused by the "Excalibur".

He should not be able to participate in the next inheritance assessment.

All he can do is wait.

He remembered that Palace Master Chengfeng had said that he only had one month.

After one month, the Master of Chengfeng will open this land of inheritance again.

I can only wait until then, waiting for the Master Chengfeng to come and rescue him.

"Huh." Xiao Yi took a deep breath again.

He now has nothing to do except sit down and wait, and use the amethyst spirit flame to resist the attack of the wind.

As far as he knows, the place of inheritance cannot be opened by waiting.

After opening, it is also abnormal even, and there is no need to travel the pool.

This month, it is estimated that no one has come here.

Xiao Yi shook his head, sensing his own universe.

There are many treasures in the ring of the universe.

He was looking at whether there could be treasures in the ring of the universe to help him escape.

Although this opportunity is almost slim, being idle is also being idle.

Xiao Yi's gaze was first placed on the Excalibur.

After all, Excalibur was the ‘culprit’, and he naturally took the lead to notice it.

Whoosh...

The Excalibur Sword appeared out of thin air.

"You hurt me miserably." Xiao Yi looked helplessly at the Excalibur in his hand.

Thinking of it, he hadn't looked at this sword seriously since he got the Excalibur Sword in Fengxu Secret Realm.

Because in his first glance of the Divine Killing Sword before, this sword did not have much power.

At the moment, looking closely, the whole sword is black.

The blade is not open, and the tip is unfavorable.

There is not much strangeness in the whole sword.

If used to fight, this one will not help at all.

The only effect may be to restrain soul power.

This effect was originally known to Xiao Yi from Fengxu Secret Realm.

However, as a profession, a soul master is scarce.

As far as the opponents he encountered now, almost none of them were soul masters.

It was some warriors who also cultivated soul masters and possessed the methods of soul masters, but he had encountered them.

But it's just a part-time study, and it works at best.

Therefore, he had never used the Excalibur Sword before.

"Forget it." Xiao Yi shook his head, "I have a chance, I can't throw you away."

After that, Xiao Yi withdrew the Excalibur.

Even if he can't get out of here, the big deal is that he fails the assessment, which is not a big deal.

Afterwards, his eyes continued to look at the treasures within the ring.

"Eight Dragon Burning Furnace?" Xiao Yi frowned.

In fact, he may not have used the Eight Dragons Incinerator for a long time.

This first treasure of fire attributes is a gift from Yi Lao.

However, most of the time, Xiao Yi just used it to refine medicine.

It was indeed the eight seals on the Eight Dragons Incinerator, and he still had no alternative.

I still remember that when he was in the Eastern Region, he unlocked the first seal.

As soon as the seal was released, the terrifying fire-attribute force razed the surrounding hundred miles to the ground, and even the extreme ice of Senior Jian Ji couldn't resist.

But since that time, the second seal, with his current strength, is still helpless.

Therefore, he has never used it.

"Secret abacus?" Xiao Yi frowned again and again denied.

This is the treasure of the formation, and the storm at the top of the valley is obviously a restriction, not a formation.

After a long while, Xiao Yi shook his head helplessly.

There seems to be nothing in Qiankun Ring that can help him escape.

suddenly…

Xiao Yi's gaze was fixed in an inconspicuous corner of Qian Kun Jie.

There, one thing kept shaking.

"Wind Sacred Pot?" Xiao Yi showed doubts on his face.

In the impression, he might not have used the Wind Holy Pot for a long time.

This is just a sacrificial artifact.

As his strength soared, the Wind Sacred Pot had long been useless.

Whoosh...

A light flashed in Xiao Yi's hand, and the Wind Holy Pot appeared out of thin air.

Whoosh...

Almost the moment when Feng Shenghu appeared, a white shadow shot out.

Bai Ying stood in front of Xiao Yi with a pair of hollow eyes, looking directly at Xiao Yi.

A terrifying face was set off in Xiao Yi's eyes.

But Xiao Yi didn't care, let alone fear.

Because he could feel a sense of kindness from this face.

I can feel a touch of closeness from those hollow eyes.

"the host."

Yes, the white shadow that came out was the fog demon.

In the fog demon's mouth, awkwardly and whispered the word'master'.

"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled faintly.

"In the past two years, I have been running around and rushing around. I have never been free yet, but I have forgotten you."

Originally, Xiao Yi thought that he would be cumin and rush into the middle domain.

But now remembering that he still has a fog demon.

Fog monster, although it is a monster, it also has wisdom.

Although the spiritual intelligence is weak, the body formed is not uniform, so the face is hideous and the eyes are hollow and scary.

However, its feelings are simpler than anyone else, and more real than anyone else.

"Master." The fog demon still cried awkwardly.

"Okay." Xiao Yi smiled, "I will hang the Wind Holy Pot on my body in the future, just let you out more."

"Thank you...Master." Wu Yao said vaguely, but the meaning was very clear.

"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled and glanced at the **** sickle in the misty monster's hand.

"This sickle is too weak nowadays, let me change it for you."

This **** sickle was just a weapon around the sub-sacred weapon.

Over the years, Xiao Yi has rushed around, but he has also reaped a lot of spoils.

There are no weapons that are too strong, but there are still a lot of low-grade holy artifacts.

The fog demon shook his head, and then, his empty eyes looked at the wind around him.

"Lord...Master, I want..."

"What do you want? It's up to you." Xiao Yi took out a handful of low-grade holy artifacts from the universe ring, intending to exchange a weapon for the fog demon.

But he didn't pay attention to the fog demon's eyes.

With Xiao Yi's permission, the fog demon, whoosh... the ghostly figure, instantly passed the Ziyan dragon and came to the place where the wind invaded outside.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi reacted instantly.

"Are you absorbing the power of the surrounding gang wind?"

"By the way, there is still wind evil in the wind holy pot."

"Out."

Xiao Yi shouted in a low voice and sacrificed the Wind Holy Pot.

The power of the gang wind around him was instantly absorbed at an extremely fast speed.

Not only the mist demon is absorbing, but also the wind holy pot is absorbing.

"Oh, since it's hard to come here, you can't go home empty-handed."

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