Chapter 954 Sword Tomb World, Fusion of Flames

Thirty years on Earth, and these five years in the sky, the enemy has always been like a shackle, but also like a double-edged sword, intertwined between love and hate, and can never have a sense of identity .

Until this moment, Qiancheng Jue's will was exhausted, leaving Ziyan and the sun, moon and star wheels to him completely, and the fusion of that kind of martial soul gradually merged into the soul.

The purple fire between the eyebrows continuously exudes warm power, flowing all over the body.

And Yang Qingxuan was in samadhi, as if he had entered the Zhoutian universe, observing the sun, moon and stars, and glimpsed the past and present.

It was a strange state, with no joy, no sorrow, no ego, no object, no helplessness, as if completely integrated into the big world of Zhou Tian, ​​completely without my own existence.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Qingxuan gently opened his eyes and came out of that state.

With a flash of purple light in his eyes, he returned to normal.

The seal in his hand changed, sinking the mark of an enemy in the world, and then slightly closed his eyes to perceive the Taixuan Sword Tomb.

He only felt that there was a sword mound looming in the ethereal part of the soul, and he integrated his spiritual consciousness into the martial soul little by little, and soon saw the world of the sword mound, but it was in a state of desolation, without the grandeur before.

It can be seen that it was severely damaged by the demon emperor.

Yang Qingxuan moved his mind, opened his eyes, and grabbed the air with his right hand. A little sword energy slowly condensed in the palm of his hand, and it continued to grow larger, turning into the Nanming Lihuo Sword.

The fire pattern on the sword circulates, and the unicorn is reflected on it, which is full of air.

He breathed a sigh of relief and smiled knowingly.

As long as the sword is fine, it proves that the Taixuan Sword Tomb is fine.

Yang Qingxuan looked at the sword carefully, and a little bit of white flame spread out. He couldn't help thinking of what Mo Ting said, the five original fires, if he mastered the purple flame, if he could get the five phoenixes into one, he would be able to give birth to the red flame. flame.

He has the real fire of Qingluan himself, and he has also incorporated the fire of the fire-controlling beast unicorn, as well as several strange mutant flames, which formed the current white real fire.

He couldn't help but raised his head and looked at Ade and Fu.

As for the other two, they have already finished practicing breath adjustment, and their injuries have recovered seven or seven eighty-eight, and they both sensed Yang Qingxuan's gaze, and they all stared at them in surprise.

Ade suddenly said in surprise: "God, you broke through again?!"

Yang Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and then realized that his cultivation had unknowingly rushed to the late stage of Xiaotianwei.

He himself was also taken aback, after all, he had only entered the middle stage of the Little Heavenly Position not long ago.

Hastily checked his body, and found that it was indeed Xiao Tianwei's late stage. Moreover, the realm of the physical body is also the late stage of reality, and it is very stable.

Ade smiled bitterly: "If I hadn't been with you for a long time, I would have already gotten used to it, and I'm afraid I would have lost my self-esteem to the point of despair."

Yang Qingxuan said: "Mr. Ade was joking."

Ade and Fu both set their eyes on the sword in his hand, feeling the whitish flame on it. Both of them practiced fire-type supernatural powers, and they were shocked by the fire patterns on the sword that attracted their true energy.

Yang Qingxuan's heart moved, and he said sincerely: "The fire on my sword has condensed Qingluan, Qilin, and several rare demon fires, and it turned into this state. If other fires can participate in it, I can go forward Evolution. The two of you are both people with the fire of fire, I don’t know if you are willing to help, I will definitely pay the equivalent reward, and I will never let the two suffer.”

"Haha." Ade laughed suddenly, and then lowered his face, and said: "True fire is indeed very important to the two of us. But the few of us who were born and died are nothing compared to it? If you are so polite, I will turn my face and leave."

Fu also kept nodding, and said: "It's just a little real fire, and it won't take long to cultivate back."

She said it lightly, but everyone knew that the real fire was the fire of natal mutual cultivation, if a little bit was lost, it would take three to five years to recover.

Yang Qingxuan was moved in his heart, clasped his fists and said: "Mr. Ade said so, then I will not be hypocritical."

Ade nodded, and then turned into the real body of the 鹓鶵.

Fu also raised her hand to make a tactic, and a huge Suzaku figure appeared behind her.

Two real fires, one white and one red, spat out from the mouths of the two great beasts, and landed on Nanming Lihuo sword.

"Boom!" With a sound, the originally stable fire pattern suddenly exploded, sending out extremely strong fluctuations. The entire space has a radius of hundreds of miles, and the temperature suddenly rises.

The unicorn roared from within the sword, appearing extremely excited.

In the void above the sword, there are three kinds of flames chasing each other and turning into a ring.

Ade and Fu also looked at the three sparks in amazement, felt the power of the powerful fire pattern, and carefully understood its internal rules.

Yang Qingxuan continued to make seals, which were branded on the three sparks.

The whole process lasted for several hours before the three flames gradually merged and turned into a reddish strange fire.

As soon as the fire came out, the entire space was brightly lit, and everyone felt tremendous pressure inexplicably.

Especially Ade and Fu, there is a kind of fear from the soul, as if they want to surrender under the red fire, prostrating and prostrating.

Fortunately, as soon as the flame appeared, it was pulled back by Yang Qingxuan's formula and returned directly to the sword.

"Zheng!"

The entire Nanming Lihuo Sword made a huge trembling sound, constantly shaking out thousands of red sword lights, shining brightly in the world.

Yang Qingxuan hurriedly made a tactic, and gradually the sword mark of the Taixuan Sword Tomb appeared between his eyebrows, and then he suppressed the Nanming Lihuo sword, and slowly withdrew its brilliance, returning to the normal sword body.

Within a hundred miles, the temperature returned to normal.

Ade swallowed hard, and said in a trembling voice: "Fusion?"

Yang Qingxuan was already drenched in sweat, and his face was pale due to loss of strength. He nodded slightly and said: "It is initially fused, but we need to continue refining, otherwise it is very likely to collapse. It's not a mortal thing. And the higher the level of the flame, the more difficult it is to fuse."

He glanced at the unicorn in the sword, and seemed to have fallen asleep. He knew that Qilin couldn't bear the terrible flames and fell into a coma. As long as it survives, it can almost be reborn as a sword spirit.

Although the five phoenixes and real fires are united, only the red flame can be transformed.

But now there are Qingluan and Yuji, and there are Suzaku and Qilin, which are not weaker than the five phoenixes, plus some other miscellaneous fires, which are also rare things.

Now it is not far from the real Chi Yan.

Yang Qingxuan cupped his fists and said, "Thank you both for your success."

Ade said angrily: "You are here again. The two of us have also benefited a lot from the fusion of flames. The comprehension of the rules of fire has reached a new height. If we can go further in the future, it must benefit from For details this time."

Fu couldn't help nodding.

Yang Qingxuan smiled slightly and said, "That's good."

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on his face froze immediately, he turned his head suddenly, looked not far away, and shouted: "Who?!"