Soul Emperor Martial God

At this time, countless gusts of wind around him were pouring into the holy pot of wind.

Xiao Yi looked at the huge Feng Beast Emperor with cold eyes.

More than a day ago, he fought fiercely with the Wind Beast Emperor.

And a trace of dragon flame, and four powerful flames in the world, only supported for a few hours, and it was exhausted.

The main thing is to release the dragon flames to resist the hurricane of the wind beast emperor.

The seven-layer celestial monster is indeed terrifying.

At that time, he had been swallowed by the hurricane.

But then suddenly remembered the Feng Shenghu, holding out the attitude of trying it out.

Unexpectedly, the Wind Sacred Pot just came out, and the hurricane that swallowed him was instantly absorbed.

Including the bottom of the canyon, thousands of terrifying winds raged raging, and they were all suppressed and absorbed by the holy pot of wind.

However, I have to say that the wind raging at the bottom of the canyon is quite alarming.

To put it simply, there are too many thousands of wind winds here.

Feng Shenghu had absorbed it for a full day and a half, and still hadn't finished it.

And as the gang wind here was continuously absorbed, the breath of the wind beast emperor became weaker and weaker.

Xiao Yi glanced at the gang wind around him, the concentration and degree of the gang wind had begun to weaken.

It won’t be long before the battle can be completely ended.

"Damn human beings." At this moment, the Wind Beast Emperor grinned.

Boom... A monstrous hurricane hit Xiao Yi again.

Wind Beast Emperor, already unable to mobilize the gang wind around him.

But there is a huge demon element inside it, which can also release hurricanes.

However, this terrifying hurricane that had originally made Xiao Yi helpless and unable to resist, hit Xiao Yi at this moment, but was completely absorbed by Feng Sacred Pot before it hit Xiao Yi.

"It's useless, you lost." Xiao Yi said indifferently.

The Wind Sacred Pot has a realm that belongs to him under the brand of Feng Sage before his death.

Those with the title of Saint are the strongest in the Celestial Realm.

How could the Wind Beast Emperor be able to block his domain.

However, I don't know why, there is almost no power in the area inside the Wind Holy Pot.

Perhaps after countless years, the power in it has been lost.

Or maybe it's some other reason.

In short, this wind saint domain has no effect of killing the enemy and can hardly be used in combat.

However, the level and effectiveness of the field are still there, such as absorbing and suppressing the wind here.

Xiao Yi guessed that the Wind Holy Pot automatically absorbed the countless wind winds here, and it should also be self-recovering the power that filled the domain.

However, it is not known how much wind attribute power needs to be absorbed by the Wind Holy Pot in order to recover.

Xiao Yi could not imagine.

Therefore, as early as more than a day ago, he reported the idea of ​​‘making the best use of everything’ and put in the seed of wind evil he had bought at the auction.

The holy pot of wind is constantly absorbing the thousands of winds here.

Then cultivated that wind evil seed.

In a day and a half, that wind evil seed has gradually taken shape.

Moreover, this wind evil seed is cultivated by the power of thousands of gang winds.

The wind evil seed has absorbed these thousand kinds of wind, and when it takes shape, it will contain the power of a thousand kinds of wind.

This will cultivate a powerful wind evil, Xiao Yi is very much looking forward to it.

Around hundreds of thousands of wind beasts, in fact, most of them were killed and injured.

As early as when the Wind Beast Emperor's ability to guard against wind was suppressed, hundreds of thousands of Wind Beasts, like crazy, attacked Xiao Yi.

Of course, Xiao Yi lost to the Wind Beast Emperor, and he was not afraid of them.

Manipulating Ziyan, after a battle, killed most of them easily.

Today, the scattered flames that still remain around are just the few flames still burning on the wind beast corpse.

This is also the reason why Sect Master Qianfeng and others can still see the faint fire light above the canyon.

Time, several hours passed again.

The wind around him has been absorbed seven or eight.

The Gangfeng seeds in the Fengsheng Pot are also close to forming.

"It's time to end the battle." Xiao Yi looked at the Wind Beast Emperor coldly.

The wind beast emperor's hideous face still exudes a bloodthirsty aura, "Human, are you trying to kill me?"

"What do you mean?" Xiao Yi's face was cold.

"When I was about to leave, you chased me and wanted to take my life."

"Now, it's your turn to die."

"Hahahaha." Wind Beast Emperor, as if he heard a big joke.

"Humble humans, are you dreaming."

"Cunning human, do you think you can really lie to this Beast Emperor? The treasure in your hand can suppress the surrounding wind and suppress my wind protection ability."

"But there is no power at all in it."

"What did you use to kill me?"

"Take your rotten sword? Hahahaha."

The Wind Beast Emperor laughed ferociously, his vicious eyes contained deep disdain.

"This emperor's celestial monster body, can you hurt?"

"My rotten sword?" Xiao Yi smiled coldly.

The Blizzard sword in his hand has long been recovered.

Instead, a purple awn lingers around the body.

A handful of sharp soldiers exuding extreme cold suddenly gathered in his hands.

"Purple Martial Spirit?" There was a trace of fear in the bloodthirsty eyes of the Wind Beast Emperor.

But that's it.

Whoosh...

Xiao Yi's figure flashed, stabbing Feng Beast Emperor away.

The sword in his hand is the Bingluan sword.

The wind beast emperor's huge body flicked, and the monstrous hurricane hit Xiao Yi again.

Of course, the hurricane was instantly absorbed by Xiao Yi's holy pot of wind.

Xiao Yi came to the Wind Beast Emperor without hindrance, and pierced out with a sword.

The Wind Beast Emperor was not afraid, "The purple spirit can't hurt me, so I can't help myself..."

However, its words are not finished yet.

The skull has been pierced.

A huge blood hole, gurgling with blood.

"How...how could it be..." The Wind Beast Emperor's eyes widened.

"The emperor's celestial monster body has nothing to break..."

"Roar..." The Wind Beast emperor roared violently and went crazy.

His body was not only broken open, but also completely penetrated.

He is bound to die, and only intends to fight back.

Xiao Yi wouldn't give it this opportunity, and the figure quickly backed away.

Backing back, Bingluan sword in his hand, swinging out the sword flower.

Countless sword shadows stood in front of him.

The wind beast emperor's huge body struck, and when he encountered the sword shadow, dozens of sword marks were added to his body again, and the blood was flowing.

"How could it...how could it..."

"The emperor died in the hands of your humble ant? Impossible..."

The wind beast emperor ran wildly.

It's just that, already seriously injured and dying, it won't last long.

The skull has been pierced and blood is flowing.

In just a few minutes, the huge body has crashed to the ground.

The grand wind beast emperor, the celestial seven-layer monster beast, died just like that.

"Huh." After Xiao Yi stood still, he let out a sigh of relief.

It seemed easy before, but against such a powerful monster, how could he not be nervous.

Now that the Wind Beast Emperor is dead, he is relieved.

Roar... The remaining wind beasts roared, as if they were sad and angry for their "emperor" death.

However, when the roar fell, countless wind beasts retreated quickly and fled.

This gorge is already huge.

Xiao Yi didn't bother to chase after him. In his hand, the holy pot of wind was still absorbing the surrounding wind.

The seed of wind evil was only a little short of being completely formed.

Rays of light of different colors radiated from it.

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