Xiao Yan, the emperor's son who fights against the sky

Seeing that there was only a ray of pure light in front of him, Xiao Yan's eyes were filled with a hint of heat.

The soul power of a strong Fighting Saint is extremely majestic. Even the soul power of the most ordinary Fighting Saint is far beyond that of an ordinary eighth-grade alchemist. Maybe they have not reached the heavenly realm, but it is much higher than the peak of the ordinary spiritual realm. Much more.

Although this ray of essence in front of you only has this little bit, it is the most essential soul power of a strong fighting saint.

With this thought in his mind, Xiao Yan no longer hesitated. A soul vortex between his eyebrows slowly rotated. The ray of light flew out from the fire lotus and fell into Xiao Yan like a fluorescent mayfly. between the eyebrows.

The moment this ray of fluorescence fell into Xiao Yan's eyebrows, an extremely pure soul power filled directly into Xiao Yan's soul.

Although this ray of soul power seemed weak, its purity was amazing. In an instant, this soul power made Xiao Yan's slightly tired soul feel like he was soaking in a hot spring.

Soon, the fatigue in Xiao Yan's soul quickly disappeared, and was replaced by a feeling of extreme fullness.

And this is not over yet, Xiao Yan's soul power has even slowly increased a little under the nourishment of this pure spirit.

At this level of spiritual realm, soul cultivation is sometimes much more difficult than fighting spirit. Even with Xiao Yan's qualifications, it would take decades to cross over from the spiritual realm to the heavenly realm, but this It seemed like a faint ray of fluorescence, but it was comparable to ten days and a half of his hard training.

"Jie Jie Jie, Dou Sheng's soul power is really good."

Xiao Yan licked his lips excitedly, and after spending an hour adjusting his cultivation to its peak state, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the Netherworld Poison Saint.

"Come again!"

"Okay!" After seeing this scene, Nether Poison Saint also had a happy smile on his face.

After this fallen tribe obtained the power of the evil demon from outside, their vitality became extremely terrifying. If a strong man at the same level did not have the help of high-level alien fire, he would probably need to use a large formation to refine it over thousands of years if he wanted to completely wipe it out. Only then can we do it.

The Nether Poison Saint himself didn't know if he could last for so long, but after seeing how effective Xiao Yan's strange fire was, there was a hint of excitement on his face.

Then, the Nether Poison Saint waved his hand, and another foot-long black devilish energy fell into Xiao Yan's fire lotus.

"Violent!"

The demonic energy in the body was pulled out again, and the demonic python struggled violently again, with a pair of scarlet eyes shining brightly. However, no matter how it struggled, it could not shake the space in the skull.

Every time the Nether Poison Saint waved his hand, the large formation in the sky rippled, and then he suppressed it again.

After Xiao Yan obtained this demonic energy, he quickly burned it with strange fire. Although this demonic energy was extremely tough, it was rootless water after all. Under the continuous refining of Xiao Yan's strange fire, it was once again refining. It was burned into nothingness, and a ray of soul essence was absorbed by Xiao Yan again.

In this way, every time Xiao Yan destroyed a piece of demonic energy, he got a bit of soul essence. After resting for an hour, he once again activated the fire lotus to refine the next piece of demonic energy.

As time slowly passed, Xiao Yan's soul power became more and more powerful. As his soul power became more powerful, the speed at which he refined the demonic energy became faster and faster, but the demonic python failed. Because of this, he is getting weaker and weaker.

A month passed in the blink of an eye. During this month, the Lord of Black Seal City and Liao Du had gone to this place again to harvest herbs.

The poisonous weeds and detoxifying medicinal materials everywhere here are not valuable to Dou Zun and Dou Sheng, but it is different for these two people.

When these things filled an entire Najie, the Lord of Black Seal City and Liao Du looked at each other and saw the ecstasy in each other's eyes.

"Jiejiejie, I'm getting rich!"

Lu Xueyan originally wanted to take the two old women to search here, but she was ruthlessly rejected by Xiao Yan.

And with Xiao Yan's order, Lord Tianhuo and Youmo will naturally not let the three of them take a step randomly.

"Asshole."

Lu Xueyan gritted her teeth and looked at Xiao Yan's back angrily.

But while he was angry, there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"According to those two old guys, this guy's real age is what he looks like?"

Thinking of this, Lu Xueyan's eyes showed an incredulous look.

"He is probably about the same age as me at most. How could he be so strong? He is simply a monster."

It is simply unimaginable for a twenty-year-old Dou Zun strong man.

You must know that she became a Douzong at the age of twenty and was already regarded as a leader among the younger generation in the Southwest Continent. Her father became a Douzong at the age of forty and was already hailed as a rare genius in the Gu Sheng Sect after his ancestor.

But in front of Xiao Yan, the two seemed a little ridiculous.

But Xiao Yan didn't know what she was thinking.

At this moment, his eyes were closed, and his face was peaceful and peaceful, but in this tranquility, a ray of heart-stopping soul power slowly emanated from his body.

Unknowingly, Xiao Yan's soul power had passed the middle stage of the spiritual realm and was heading towards the late stage of the spiritual realm. At this moment, the originally dark demon python had become much dimmer.

Although it is struggling desperately, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the strength of this struggle is getting smaller and smaller.

After a month of continuous burning by Xiao Yan, the power of this fallen demon saint at the fighting saint level finally declined to the bottom.

"Almost, it's time!"

Feeling that the aura of this demonic python had gradually become extremely weak, a happy smile appeared on the face of the Netherworld Poison Saint.

"If a thousand years of time fail to wipe out your power, then you will really be able to escape from here. It's just a pity that fate has destined that you, a traitor, are destined to be wiped out here."

The Nether Poison Saint smiled slightly, the illusory soul seal changed, and the surrounding space began to surge like boiling water. Finally, all the space power combined with the formation in the sky sealed the magic python in a small crystal In the ball.

"Little friend, the last exercise is over, let's take action!"

The Nether Poison Saint gave a low shout and threw the illusory magic python in front of Xiao Yan.

"Okay!" Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan no longer hesitated. As the seals on his palms changed, the originally colorful fire lotus suddenly dispersed at this moment, and finally turned into five fire spirits hovering in the sky.

And when these five fire spirits appeared, everyone present except for Xiao Yan, Lord Tianhuo and You Mo had confused expressions on their faces.

"Five strange fires, how is it possible? What kind of monster is this?"

Looking at the scene in front of them, not to mention Lu Xueyan and others, even the Netherworld Poison Saint had a confused look on his face.

Strange fire is such a rare thing. This guy actually owns five kinds of strange fire, and how he managed to integrate the five kinds of strange fire into one.