Soul Emperor Martial God

He has no doubt that the first purple flame seal in his body, once it is poured out, how powerful it is.

"At this moment, I meet Huo Boy again, and he can't catch my purple flame seal. It's all two things." Xiao Yi smiled triumphantly.

Touch the palm of your hand to turn the martial arts to the last page.

That was the eighth purple flame seal, but the mysterious level of the initial handprint alone made Xiao Yi daunted.

"The martial arts mystery on the eighth Ziyan seal represents the peak of Ziyan Supreme's life."

"Even the last powerful handprint completed before its fall."

"Power, what level should it be?"

Xiao Yi thought to himself, for a long while, he neatly put away the martial art of the purple flame seal, and then took out the second book.

"Eighty thousand burning virtual urns." Xiao Yi's eyes were full of interest.

Xiao Yi read it carefully.

After half an hour.

"This martial art has eight pages, each page contains ten thousand talismans."

"Eight pages, a total of 80,000."

"Where is the difficulty of this martial skill?"

Xiao Yi began to comprehend.

"Fu Lu." Xiao Yi's hand moved again.

This time, it wasn't that both hands moved together to form a seal.

But only with one hand, with **** condensed, swimming in the air.

At this moment, Xiao Yi seemed to be writing in the air with a reference pen.

Yuan Li, pouring from his fingertips, condensed in the air, wandering mysteriously.

For a long while.

Hum...

In the air, a sign appeared.

Runes, dark purple all over.

"Go." Xiao Yi shouted in a low voice.

The mark broke out.

boom…

A purple thunder blasted down from the heights of the closed room.

Ahead, a chapter of the table in the closed room was suddenly split into nothingness.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi got up and walked to the table.

The table case has disappeared.

But what was left on the ground were traces of burning.

"What's the matter? It's obviously thunder, but it's the effect of fire?"

Xiao Yi frowned, returned to the place and continued to practice cross-legged.

Fingers, walking in the air again.

For a long while.

This is how the second sign is made.

The mark is also dark purple throughout.

"Go." Xiao Yi shouted in a low voice.

The mark broke out.

Whoosh... This time, a purple wind blade shot out instantly.

The wind blade, sharp and fast, flashed by.

In front, a bed in the closed room was instantly cut in half by the wind blade.

But only for a moment, the bed seemed to be plunged into a sea of ​​flames, instantly disappearing nothing.

Xiao Yi stepped forward, eyes full of shock.

"It's obviously a wind blade, and it's the effect of flame?"

The table case and the bed were obviously hit by falling thunder and hit by the wind blade, but it was undoubtedly the effect of the amethyst spirit flame burning everything.

Xiao Yi returned to the place with a look of surprise and a deep look of horror in his eyes.

"I understand."

"What a mysterious martial art."

"Ziyan Supreme, the martial arts senior, how deep is his control and understanding of Amethyst Lingyan?"

"These 80,000 Void Burning Urns are basically through the fusion of Amethyst Spirit Flame and other martial arts."

"The reason why amethyst spirit flame is strong is that its own heaven and earth's strongest fire level is placed here, and the flame temperature is terribly high; the most important thing is its effect of burning all things."

"These 80,000 Void Burning Urns have the effect of burning everything from heaven and earth, thunder, wind, sword qi, etc. to everything."

"Horrible, terrible martial arts." Xiao Yi's fingers were shaking.

If everything in the world has the effect of amethyst spirit flame to burn everything, what a terrifying situation would it be?

How powerful is this Ziyan Supreme?

These eighty thousand burning void urns really live up to their name, and eighty thousand talisman urns burn out the void.

"It is worthy of being one of the strongest martial arts created by Ziyan Supreme throughout his life." Xiao Yi exclaimed.

Xiao Yi understood completely.

No wonder this Purple Flame Seal and 80,000 Void Burning Urn are so mysterious and powerful, but no one will buy them.

These two are not pure martial arts at all.

These two, in themselves, are two pieces of martial arts knowledge, which are the exquisiteness of the martial arts attainments of Ziyan Supreme's life.

It’s not that you can’t practice, but if you don’t have the martial arts guidance left by the Ziyan Supreme, and the detailed explanation of the 80,000 fire seals, how can outsiders spy and understand that the two belong to the same martial arts supreme. Where is the essence after research?

However, it was Xiao Yi who repaired these two martial arts today.

Besides, Xiao Yi didn't dare to say, compared with other Tianjiao evildoers, Dao body, blood, special talents, etc., he didn't have everything.

However, in terms of comprehension, Xiao Yi has always been his most proud and confident talent.

"Heh, come on." Xiao Yi smiled confidently, his eyes cold.

The fingers flicked mysteriously.

It was another five days and five nights.

...

"Eighty thousand burning virtual urns, the first page, 10,000 talisman urns, all completed." Xiao Yi smiled proudly.

Even the tiredness in his eyes is already extremely strong.

Even the face under the mask was already pale and bloodless.

However, the arrogance that belonged to his Xiao Yi was fully displayed at this moment.

That, or a pure warrior, the most essential arrogance.

Xiao Yi put away eighty thousand burning urns.

On the next page, he no longer needs to practice.

That is not the realm he can cultivate now.

These two books are supreme pinnacle techniques. Want to complete them all at once? That is not arrogance, but silly and waste of time.

"Zi Yan Yin, the first one, success."

Xiao Yi glanced inwardly in his body, it seemed that the purple inflammation mark was trembling, but in fact, it was under his absolute control.

"Eighty thousand burning virtual urns, ten thousand talisman urns on the first page, it is completed."

Xiao Yi flicked his fingers, and the seals filled the air out of thin air.

Boom boom boom boom...

All of a sudden, the huge retreat room roared endlessly.

Thunder, sword aura, and violent wind, all kinds of colors, like everything in the sky and the earth, rushing away.

If it weren't for the closed room of the Ten Thousand Realms Commercial Bank, it would have been hundreds of millions of miles away, and it would have been blasted into nothingness by him.

Xiao Yi now understands that these two martial arts are not only mysterious, cumbersome, complicated, and so on.

There is another difficulty.

It is precisely in the control of Amethyst Lingyan.

Like the first purple inflammation seal in the body, it was originally composed of countless handprints.

If you don't have enough control over the amethyst spirit flame, this purple flame seal cannot be constructed at all, and it will collapse in the middle of losing control.

Just like this ten thousand talisman, when it is really used in combat, the instantaneous depiction and manipulation of a talisman itself is already troublesome, and a lot of it is poured out. This is an ultimate test of the control of the flame.

Of course, it was also his Xiao Yi.

I dare not say anything else, but when it comes to controlling the flames, he, and the fire beast in his body, haven't been afraid of anyone.

Rao is such a huge monstrous power in the flames of the heart of the earth in the Yanlong Continent, he can easily control and mobilize.

How about this mere ten thousand purple flame talisman?

"Cultivation, let's stop here." Xiao Yi muttered to himself slowly, "I will report to the General League in a few days."

"It just happened to rest for a few days in the closed room of the Ten Thousand Realms Commercial Bank to restore the vitality and energy, and then go directly to Teleport the Great Array back to the Ancient Sword Realm and go directly to the General League.

Xiao Yi has made a decision.

Just about to close my eyes and cultivate, suddenly...

Om... At the waist, the token of the Yanlong League, a burst of light surged.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned, "sign for help?"

"These Yuntu heavens do not have the Yanlong League, they will send out signals for help, so...Xiao Bai and the others."

"What's the trouble with these guys?"

...

At the Ten Thousand Realms Commercial Bank, a flame streamer leaped out, rushing to the distance instantly.

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