Fight Break: Family Ancestor Xuan Emperor Xiao Xuan

Chapter 319 Late Stage of Spiritual Realm

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.

"Brutal!"

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.

You must know that the strange fire is so violent that even a strong Dou Sheng can hardly perfectly fuse two different fires together, but this guy actually fused five different fires.

When Xiao Yan displayed these five kinds of strange fire at the same time, the soul of the demon python that was already struggling started to struggle even more fiercely at this moment.

However, its struggle was always in vain. Xiao Yan's seal changed again, and the five-round Lihuo formation condensed again. In an instant, the terrifying high temperature even made the space begin to melt. If it weren't for the Netherworld Poison Saint beside it, Help stabilize it, I'm afraid this space will be burned down before long.

"Netherworld Poison Saint, what are you trying to do? What benefits will it bring to you by killing me? Is it worth your life to deal with me?"

In the crisis of life and death, the demon python finally let out a shrill roar.

"Those who betray Dou Qi Continent will deserve to die."

The Nether Poison Saint soul body stood calmly in the void, with a cheerful smile on his face.

The next moment, the terrifying flames in the five rounds of Lihuo Formation acted on the soul of this demonic python. Even the strong Dou Sheng warriors in their heyday did not dare to ignore such terrifying high temperature, let alone It is an extremely weak soul.

"Get out of my way!"

The demon python screamed, and the last demonic energy was evaporated by it, resisting the burning of the strange fire with all its strength.

Chi la chi la, the strange fire and the demonic energy clashed with each other, making bursts of terrifying sounds. However, in this confrontation, Xiao Yan, assisted by the Nether Poison Saint, took the initiative from the beginning.

As time passed by, three days later, when Xiao Yan's face showed a look of exhaustion, the last trace of demonic energy was finally burned away, leaving only an almost transparent black The body of a python.

"Spare me, spare me! I am willing to be your slave!"

Feeling the approaching life and death crisis, the demon python finally made a cry for mercy, but Xiao Yan didn't care at all.

"A remnant soul of a fighting saint wants to become the slave of my son?"

Xiao Yan sneered, and Fallen Xinyan took the lead. After fusing the power of four different fires, he turned into a colorful fire python and bit at the opponent.

Just a moment later, the soul of this demonic python was torn into pieces by the Fallen Heart Flame and swallowed into its belly.

The flames continue to burn, and many impurities are discharged.

After another day or so, an inexplicable aura slowly dispersed, making everyone present feel much more relaxed.

"It's done!"

Xiao Yan moved his eyes and took back all the strange fires in his body. After these strange fires dissipated, a drop of crystal water the size of a soybean was entrenched in the air.

This seemingly inconspicuous drop of water is actually a drop of soul essence refined from the remnant soul of a strong fighting saint.

"Has the Nine Nether Demonic Python finally been killed here?"

Looking at the drop of water in the void, Nether Poison Saint's face showed a trace of surprise and relief, and finally turned into wanton laughter that echoed throughout the space.

But at this moment, Xiao Yan handed the drop of soul liquid to the Netherworld Poison Saint.

"Senior, if you take this drop of soul marrow, your soul body will be able to be repaired."

Xiao Yan didn't think so much at the moment. He just looked at the Netherworld Poison Saint and was quite pleased with him. He was considered a figure.

Of course, when Xiao Yan's strength further improves in the future, the helpers he needs around him will also move towards the level of Dou Sheng.

"Haha, no need." To Xiao Yan's expectation, Netherworld Poison Saint smiled and shook his head.

"In the battle with the Nine Netherland Demon Python, I was slightly weaker than him. Being able to kill it here has burned my true spirit. Now I am said to be a memory. Maybe it’s more appropriate.”

Xiao Yan was slightly startled when he heard what the Nether Poison Saint said, but he looked at the Nether Poison Saint with a hint of respect.

"Senior is truly a hero."

At this moment, Xiao Yan couldn't help but marvel.

"There's nothing to admire, it's just revenge."

The Nether Poison Saint smiled nonchalantly.

"In the first half of my life, I could be considered a complete evil person. I did a lot of burning, killing and looting in order to practice poison skills."

"It was only when my relatives and friends died at the hands of the fallen evil tribe that I realized that it was all in vain in the end.

Later, I met the Colorful Demon Saint, and with his guidance I finally entered the holy realm. However, I heard the news that he fought to the death with the fallen evil tribe. "

The Netherworld Poison Saint's face showed a hint of reminiscence and regret.

"Now, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, everything has passed."

After hearing what the Nether Poison Saint said, Xiao Yan couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"Stop talking nonsense. Since you have five strange fires, you must have some ideas about the poisonous fire of the netherworld."

The Nether Poison Saint smiled slightly and said: "It's better to refine that drop of soul marrow quickly, and then come and receive my Nether Poison Fire."

Hearing what the other party said, Xiao Yan touched his nose gently, then clasped his fists slightly and said, "In this case, I don't pretend to be polite anymore."

After saying that, the suction force burst out from the center of the eyebrows again, sucking the drop of soul marrow into the center of the eyebrows.

And as this soul marrow fell into Xiao Yan's eyebrows, the soul power that had already entered the middle stage of the spiritual realm surged again at this moment.

After the pure soul power was simply tempered by the alien fire, it turned into Xiao Yan's own soul power, causing his soul power to skyrocket like a rocket at this moment.

After another seven days passed, when Xiao Yan opened his eyes again, the majestic soul power turned into a terrifying invisible storm that raged throughout the space.

For a moment, except for the two Dou Zun, everyone else felt dizzy.

At this moment, Xiao Yan's eyes slowly opened, and a ray of light shot out, penetrating the space and leaving two black holes.

It wasn't until a moment later that the space slowly closed.

"Is this what it feels like in the late spiritual realm?"

The corners of Xiao Yan's mouth raised slightly.

After seeing Xiao Yan's soul realm breakthrough, the corners of Netherworld Poison Saint's lips also curled up into a slight smile.

I saw his palm slightly raised, turning into a claw and grabbing the void slightly.

The next moment, all the Nether Poison Fire and even the fire beasts scattered in this space turned into torrents of purple-gray flames and rushed towards the direction of the Nether Poison Saint.

Along with it, there are treasures guarded by these fire beasts.

Soon, a hill of treasures gathered in front of Xiao Yan.

In front of these hills, there is a purple-grey flame only the size of a fist.

Looking at the purple-gray flames in front of him that were only the size of a fist but much more terrifying in power, Xiao Yan's eyes slowly brightened.

There are four exams tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so I will take another day off tomorrow night. Please don’t be anxious. We will start working on July 1st. We will see you there.