Chapter 822 Fighting Skills

It's just that the spirit crane of the Heyin Sanren is already a tenth-order spirit bird. After flapping its wings, its speed is not much slower than his Bat King's magic wings. Lu Xiaotian's heart skipped a beat. There are many advantages innately.

The spirit crane came through the sky, the red light of the red crown flickered, and an extremely powerful fire aura seemed to be rushing towards the face, and the little fire crow in the spirit beast bag was a little restless, Lu Xiaotian was speechless about it.

The spirit crane of this Heyin Sanren is already an extremely powerful help. This little fire crow that I have raised has been counted for more than a hundred years, and the number of beast spirit pills that I have swallowed is countless. Don't eat the high-quality animal spirit pills.

In the past few years, I have developed a habit of eating raw fire spirit stones, and I am usually only interested in high-grade fire spirit stones. Occasionally, I will taste a few of the middle-grade fire spirit stones when I am extremely hungry. He didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

For other spirit beasts, as long as their talents are not too bad, they can at least reach the level of eighth or ninth-level monsters with beast spirit pills for such a long time. Nothing else went up. If you have a big appetite, if you are not full, you will naturally have a big temper.

Others raised a spirit beast because they raised a helper, but he himself raised such an old man who was unborn and was tossed out of temper. Lu Xiaotian had no other thoughts in his heart except depression. At any rate, the little fire crow saved his life several times, so for this point, it doesn't matter if he keeps raising this little guy.

After all, this place is the place where Heyin Sanren and Chi Jie ancestors directly clashed, so it is not suitable to stay for a long time. Lu Xiaotian took Luo Ping'er and retreated violently, and the tenth-order spirit crane waved its wings lightly, and landed lightly behind Lu Xiaotian .

Over there, the Heyin Sanren wanted to show Patriarch Chi Jie a little bit of power, and between his steps, a long flame trailed behind him, like a comet sweeping the moon, Lu Xiaotian could feel it even tens of miles away. The scorching heat hit the body, it was unbearably hot, Lu Xiaotian hurriedly took Luo Ping'er back a little more. Looking at the sea surface tens of feet below, it seemed to start boiling. As the red light expanded, even the sky was burned red.

Lu Xiaotian was horrified, even when he saw the Xuanmai Ghost King and the Blood Lion Patriarch doing it, he only watched from a distance, he had already fled, and he couldn't really feel it. It has gone to a higher level, and I can feel it more clearly.

This Nascent Soul cultivator of the Fire Department moved his hands, and the fiery red light that covered the sky and the earth had the ability to burn the sky and boil the sea.

In a blink of an eye, a trace of white water steamed up on the sea surface.

"You actually stepped into the threshold of the true meaning of fire with one foot!" Patriarch Chi Jie screamed strangely, retreated violently, looked at Heyin Sanren in amazement and said.

"I have been obsessed with this Dao for hundreds of years, and it was not until more than ten years ago that I realized the essence of this Dao. I borrow this knife of yours to sharpen this true meaning of this old man. It is not in vain that I have worked hard for many years."

Heyin Sanren waved his sleeves, and a simple and simple knife with a length of several inches inside was slashing towards Patriarch Chi Jie like a stream of fire.

"Pretentious, if you really cultivate the true meaning of fire, even the great cultivators in the later stage will have nothing to do with you. With such heavenly strength, how could you waste so much talk with this deity."

Soon Patriarch Chi Jie sneered coldly, the sound just now was just to test the other party, if it was at a normal time, even if this Heyin Sanren was bluffing, he would not stay and confront Heyin Sanren head-on, and wasted his mana for nothing . But that kid is a great master of alchemy, and his value is far greater than the many treasures of heaven and earth he has seen, and most of the broken-level pills he needs are completed by this person.

It is this Heyin Sanren who is very powerful, so he must smack the opponent's tiger's beard.

A dim light flashed in Patriarch Chi Jie's hand, and a short stick about a foot in length appeared in his hand.

Patriarch Chi Jie struck down with a stick, and there was a faint sound of water flowing in the dark stream, which was heard in his ears, like the gloomy spring water flowing deep into the bone marrow in the dark spring that has not seen the sun for thousands of years.

Under the operation of Jieyin Dafa, the Yinyou stick was full of black shadows, and hit the red streamer-like knife.

With a bang, a large amount of flames exploded, and Patriarch Chi Jie's body flew back, feeling a sense of discomfort among his viscera.

Heyin Sanren also shook slightly, the fiery red streamer rolled into the palm of his hand, Heyin Sanren held his left palm, and injected mana into the fiery red knife, only then eliminated the trembling of the knife, Heyin Sanren looked at it in surprise. Patriarch Chi Jie.

"How does your Youjian stick have such great power?"

He is no stranger to this ancestor Chi Jie. The time when ancestor Chi Jie condensed the Nascent Soul was twenty years earlier than him. However, after entering the Nascent Soul Realm, the speed of cultivation was not fast, and it fell behind him instead. Behind him, Heyin Sanren is now in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. And the other party is stuck at the peak of Yuanying's early stage, and has already been there for a year.

In terms of cultivation alone, Heyin Sanren has already been able to stabilize the opponent's head, which is why he walks around the court like this, calmly.

"Old man, do you really think that if you can take this deity by the head, you will be able to eat this deity steadily. Although this deity's cultivation is slightly weaker than yours, these years are not wasted. This deity has almost traveled to most of the Blue Devils." In the sea area, you have found thousands of years of cold and secluded pools, soaked in the cold and secluded for hundreds of years, and sacrificed with secret methods. No matter how strong your yang fire is, you have the ability to burn the sky and boil the sea. I will break it clean for you."

Patriarch Chi Jie smiled and said, "Man said that you have only entered the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, even if your mana is more profound, this deity is not afraid. Of course, if you really understand the true meaning of fire, this deity will turn around and leave, saving you So much trouble."

"If the old man really cultivated the true meaning of fire, he would have burnt you with real fire long ago, so why would he talk nonsense with you?"

Heyin Sanren cursed inwardly, there is a trace of true meaning of fire in his flaming black feathers, but it's a pity that the original meaning between heaven and earth is so easy to comprehend. I was just using this flaming black-feathered fox to pretend to be a tiger. This ancestor Chi Jie had a pair of tricks that were brilliant, and he could tell at a glance that he was bluffing.

"Okay, the last time I fought with you was a hundred years ago, I will see how much energy you have in these hundred years." Heyin Sanren's complexion sank, and a fist-sized phantom of Yanwu suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. The fiery red knives intertwined for a while, the fiery red knives whistled lightly, and there was the faint cry of Yanwu.

The knife once again turned into a stream of light and flames, and slashed up and down in the void, pointing directly at the eyebrows of Patriarch Chi Jie, the speed was so fast that even Lu Xiaotian, who was watching the battle from a distance, felt a blur in front of his eyes. This ancestor Chi Jie is very powerful, if he were to do it, I don't know if he would be able to take this knife.