Chapter 208: This fire touches the way of heaven

At this time, Wang Xinlong had already ignored the others and directly hit Li Fei with the blood red liquid.
Moreover, there was a word in his mouth, as if he was about to use a posture of "slashing the mortal dust with one sword", but his face became a little ugly next moment.
Li Fei, who just listened, sighed secretly and suddenly opened his mouth. The Yanyan at the pubic area, the Yanyan exuding a faint blue light flew out of his mouth.
"Biyan, Brahma!"
With Li Fei's finger, Yan Yan in the Qingyan state went straight to the blood-red liquid to kill!
One fire, one water, two collisions.
There is no sound, no fluctuation, mutually exclusive.
Three seconds later, the crackling sound burst out, like a piece of ice suddenly dropped from a hot oil pan!
Zi La Zi La!
The two sides held a stalemate for more than ten seconds, and only the burning flames that were still fluttering in the field were left!
Everyone was stunned at this moment.
"That seems to be the strongest method of our Lord Spirit Master's'Extinguish Heaven and Divine Water'!"
"Isn't it possible? How could it be extinguished by that little flame? Isn't water specifically designed to suppress fire!"
"Yes! Water overcomes fire, but how can a bowl of water extinguish the Brahma fire?"
In the face of everyone’s discussion, Wang Xinlong’s face turned blue, and the other four ministers, natural persons, besides this is the strongest method of infinite chaos. This fire uses a variety of rare materials and cooperates with the spiritual master’s main practice to be slow. After the cultivation, because of the great power and the difficulty of refining, this is also the thing at the bottom of the spirit master. Fortunately, this kind of thing is not a consumable. It can be reborn through sacrifice, but such a large group, if you want to recover, the most At least it has to be refined for more than a thousand years!
And those materials are even harder to find.
"Unexpectedly, it is not directly annihilated. It seems that it is the characteristic of water to overcome fire. I made it persist for more than ten seconds. Otherwise, even if it is replaced with a profound treasure, it will melt directly!" Li Fei smacked his lips and Qing Yan went straight to Wang Xinlong Go!
What I said earlier is very clear and understandable, Wang Xinlong still wants to beat him, this thing doesn't give him some color, I really think Xiaoye is a lamb to be slaughtered!
Huhu~
He rushed to Wang Xinlong in an instant, his face changed drastically, and he did not dare to neglect. When he stretched out his hand, several spirit treasures with top attack power were shot out, and a thick body shield was condensed on his body. , But he was still uneasy. He gritted his teeth abruptly, a section of blood spurted out, and his complexion was a bit pale, and another profound treasure was shot out from the pubic area. It was a red long sword, and It's an intermediate Xuanbao!
He has a total of seven Xuanbaobao swords, each of which has overwhelming coercion, but it is a warmly raised one in the body. Generally, it is not easy to use, otherwise it will affect the power of the sword. The most powerful blow of, has to be patterned for at least several decades.
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You have already lost three swords before, this time he gritted his teeth and directly sacrificed his strongest sword, and rushed directly into the blue flame.
Stabbed!
The Changhong Sword of the Intermediate Profound Treasure was enveloped in Qingyan after a stalemate for half a second, and it burned!
The spirit master was desperately trying to take back his profound treasure, but found that he couldn't take it back no matter how hard he tried. At this time, Li Fei also waved his hand and took the initiative to take the biting inflammation back. Of course, he also had that spiritual energy. Lost the mid-level profound treasure Changhong sword that can no longer be used!
Li Fei took the fire, looked at the profound sword in his hand, and nodded in satisfaction. Although this Changhong sword could no longer be used as a broken magic weapon, its quality was a solid intermediate profound treasure!
It was also the first time Li Fei came into contact with the intermediate-level profound treasures, and the list of magical treasures was above the profound treasures. The gap between each level was huge, just like the gap between the same level of Mahayana monks!
One middle-level profound treasure is worth hundreds of low-level profound treasures!
Previously, the low-level profound treasure of the gray eyebrow old man and others was directly melted when Li Fei’s Yan Yan had just come into contact with it. This sword persisted for more than five seconds before and after it did not melt, but the surface was damaged. A hundred years of warming and repairing with various materials can no longer be used, but it is enough to see its strength.
Li Fei thought for a while and put the Changhong sword into the storage bag first, and then looked at Wang Xinlong, who had been furious not far away.
"You...what kind of fire is this! You can easily burn my Changhong sword, and the scars of my spiritual sense that I have attached to it for nearly ten thousand years have also been wiped out in an instant? Does this fire melt even my spiritual sense? !"
The scars of divine consciousness mentioned by Wang Xinlong refer to the monks, the magic weapon of cultivation, on which Yinxia's own divine consciousness can be manipulated.
And like a monk’s natal magic weapon, he must drop his blood to recognize the Lord, make a good sacrifice, and even warm it up in the body. The longer the pattern lasts, the stronger the strength, especially the first sacrifice after warming up to the enemy. At that time, the power was several times more than usual.
And the magic weapon of multiplying the blood ten times to recognize the Lord is very much controlled by other monks. This is also a matter of fighting against the dual method treasure. Whoever has the strong sense of consciousness will directly erase the magic weapon of the high spirit, and then turn to fight for oneself. .
Of course, no monks with super powerful spiritual consciousness can do this. For example, Li Fei, of course, it will be relatively speaking. At this time, if there is a magic weapon of a foundation-building disciple, even if he is warm and cultivated. For a long time, if you dare to attack Li Fei, Li Fei can erase the traces of his consciousness as long as one divine consciousness passes through, and then manipulate the opponent’s magic weapon to turn back instantly. Because his mind is connected with his life magic weapon, he is the owner of the magic weapon. They will also suffer backlash, so there are many crooked monks who practice abnormally. They specialize in cultivating or refining some magical powers or weapons that can contaminate the marks of the magic weapon, and they have also achieved the effect of severely injuring the owner of the magic weapon.
Because it is extremely difficult and time-consuming to practice the magic weapon of warming and nourishing one's life, these people are also despised and hated by other normal cultivators! Call them, evil repair!
"Are you evil repair?!"
Wang Xinlong's complexion changed drastically, and then he was a little surprised and uncertain: "No, how can Xie Xiu display the two qi of Xuan and Huang? This is the most powerful aura of righteousness in the world!"
"Could it be... Is this bear child's consciousness more than ten times stronger than mine? And what is this flame? It is not a filthy thing in the induction? But why can the scar of the consciousness be directly annihilated? Could it be..."
"This fire has touched the way of heaven!"
At this time, Wang Xinlong has worked hard for nearly ten thousand years of natal magic weapon, and the scars of the gods on it were instantly wiped out by the bitter inflammation. In addition to being backlashed, he was also heartbroken by his ten thousand years of hard cultivation.
Because the scars of the divine consciousness on the magic weapon of his life were forcibly erased, he spit out a mouthful of blood and almost fell to the ground, but he still forcibly stabilized his figure and slowly wiped away the blood stains, his eyes full of horror and pain.