Chapter 744 Fire Tree Feast

puff!

Such a disproportionate impact was not noticed by Peng Muxin at all, but the speed of the fiery red bird was extremely fast, almost in an instant, its body had already hit the trunk of the giant tree, sending out a light The sound of ringing.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw that the sharp beak of the fiery red bird sank into the trunk of the giant tree in an instant, and even passed through with its bird body, and came out directly from behind the trunk.

For some reason, seeing this scene, everyone felt a strange feeling in their hearts. Even though the giant tree pulse spirit seemed to have nothing wrong with it except for a small hole in the trunk, they just had such a feeling. a feeling of

The luxuriant giant tree vein spirit, just pierced through such a small hole, I am afraid it will not take long to recover, just like an elephant bitten by an ant, how serious the consequences can be?

"Um?"

However, compared to the surrounding audience, when the fiery red bird passed through the tree trunk, Peng Muxin's face changed a little, because he suddenly discovered that when the fiery red bird passed through the tree trunk, it suddenly It was something left inside.

"Like a very weak kindling?"

Peng Muxin was still very sensitive to the spirit of the tree spirit that he had just refined, and when that blazing heat came to his mind, he couldn't help letting go.

The tree spirit Mailing is so big, how could it be possible to cause too much damage to it with just such a small sesame seed, in Peng Muxin's view, it was just Yun Xiao's last struggle to control Mailing.

"wrong!"

However, when Peng Muxin was full of confidence, he suddenly found that the development of the matter seemed to be a little different from what he thought in his heart, or even completely opposite.

The kindling that seemed to be only sesame seeds just now was not extinguished by the counterattack of the tree spirit controlled by Peng Muxin, but it had become the size of soybeans in an instant.

Swish Swish Swish...

And at this moment, the entire tree spirit's huge tree body began to shake violently at this moment, as if the soybean-sized fire seed made it extremely uncomfortable.

"Damn it, what kind of flame is that?"

In just such a short period of time, the fire seed the size of soybeans has grown to the size of a longan, and through the small hole drilled by the fiery red bird, it seems that a piece of fire can be seen inside.

How could Peng Muxin, who was born and raised on the Tenglong Continent, know that it was the natal fire of the ancient Tianhuang, and its power was even stronger than the burning flame of the Holy Rat.

Although today's Hongyu only has a seventh-level intermediate level of demon vein energy cultivation, but it is only a half-step eighth-level tree elf spirit, how can it be possible to compete with the tyrannical fire of the ancient sky phoenix?

The fire of the phoenix burned everything in the world, let alone the wood-type tree elf. It can be said that when Yun Xiao made up his mind to let Hong Yu fight, the outcome of this battle was already doomed.

If it is an ordinary flame, it may not be able to overcome this half-step eighth-level tree elf spirit, but this Peng Muxin is too unlucky to meet a Yun Xiao who does not take the usual path, and even a dragon in the Jiuchonglongxiao. It's rare to see the ancient Tianhuang. I don't know if this is a different kind of honor?

boom!

After a while, even the onlookers could clearly see that from the hole in the tree that the fiery red bird passed through, a stream of flames spewed out from both sides, and the sparks of fire burst out in the blink of an eye. There was a prairie fire.

"No...it's impossible...don't..."

Seeing the raging fire, but he couldn't control it at all, Peng Muxin couldn't help showing a look of resignation, a little panic, and various emotions.

But no matter what kind of mood Peng Muxin was in, he couldn't stop those flames from burning. After only a moment, the whole tree spirit turned into a tree of fire.

The sky in this Xunqi No. 1 arena was illuminated by the burning giant tree, which also overshadowed the battles in other Dou Ling arenas, as if there was only such a towering fire tree left in the world.

At this moment, on Xunqi No. 1 platform, there is undoubtedly an extremely dazzling visual feast of flames. A big tree that was originally normal is wrapped in fiery red flames. Whether it is the trunk, branches or leaves, they are all surrounded by flames. It is a real fire tree.

Everyone stared blankly at the towering fiery tree, as if they were stunned by the situation before them. For a moment, the entire north gate of Yuyang City could only hear the beeping sound of the big tree being burned.

"Damn it, what kind of pulse spirit is that?"

On the high platform in the north, Xu Huang, the branch president of the Dou Ling Chamber of Commerce in Yuyang City, his face was flushed red by the flames soaring into the sky, but the anger in his eyes also showed that he did not appreciate the spectacle at all. thought.

Originally thought that sending a strong man who had broken through to the early stage of the Seeking Realm, plus a half-step eighth-level tree elf Mailing, would definitely be able to keep that kid named Yun Xiao, including him and Mailing, in the arena forever. superior.

But the current situation is that the half-step eighth-level tree spirit Mailing can't even bear a blow from Yunxiao Mailing. With just a light bump, the tree spirit Mailing turns into a towering fire tree. It will even turn into charcoal ash soon.

Xu Huang could clearly feel that Yun Xiao's bird-shaped pulse spirit was only at the seventh-level intermediate level, and such a pulse spirit could burn half a step of the eighth-level pulse spirit with one blow. , which can explain some problems.

"Tsk tsk, not bad, really good!"

Compared to Xu Huang's anger, Xia Yong's eyes suddenly shot out a gleam of light, which contained strong greed.

Xia Yong, who had originally made up his mind to kill Yun Xiao after the Spirit Fighting Conference, and then took Yun Xiao's three pulse spirits for himself, did not feel at all angry at the burning of the tree spirit at this moment. Instead, he became more and more excited.

The stronger Yun Xiao's pulse spirit is, the higher the combat power Xia Yong will be able to improve after he gets it. A pulse spirit that can explode so powerfully in the hands of a Qi-seeking early-stage cultivator falls into his hands. What kind of good fortune?

And that is the contract pulse spirit, Xia Yong has reason to believe that as long as he gets it, he will be able to raise the strength of the contract pulse spirit to the same level as himself in a very short period of time, and the combat power will undoubtedly be even more amazing .

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Beep! Beep!

The eye-popping feast of flames finally came to an end. When the blazing heat on the ring gradually weakened, the branches and leaves of the dryad spirit had been completely burned, followed by the thick trunk, which also slowly It slowed down into coke and fell to the ground.

As a result, the giant tree with towering branches and leaves just now no longer exists, and at the same time, those branches that wrapped Yunxiao before were burned to death.

A boy in rough clothes emerged from the flames. Everyone was a little surprised to find that not only did the boy in rough clothes look normal, but even the corners of his clothes were not affected at all. The demeanor of this scene is really heart-wrenching.

The ground above the arena is full of ashes and coke, indicating the final result of this spirit fighting meeting. It was originally thought to be a battle of pulse spirits between dragons and tigers, but it ended in such a way that many people Haven't recovered yet.

"you lose!"

Yun Xiao didn't have as many thoughts as the audience. Seeing him raise his head and stare at the extremely pale Peng Muxin, who still refused to believe the facts before him, he let out a soft voice.

"I lost?"

Although Yun Xiao's voice was extremely soft, in Peng Muxin's ears, it was as loud as thunder on a sunny day, and it finally pulled him back from his trance.

"Pfft!"

The severe weakness in the body also seemed to be long overdue, this time Peng Muxin couldn't hold on any longer, and the pulse spirit that he worked so hard to refine was burned alive, even he, a strong man in the Seeking Realm, couldn't bear it.

Chachacha...

After Peng Muxin spurted out a mouthful of blood, the rough-clothed boy on the ring moved his feet, and then stepped on the ground of ashes to reach the tree trunk where the dryad was just now.

"Huh? What's that?"

Everyone stared blankly at Yun Xiao's movements, until he picked up a green crystal object from the ashes on the ground, they couldn't help asking in surprise.

"The pulse demon has the demon pill, and the spirit has the spirit crystal. It seems that that thing should be the spirit crystal of the tree spirit!"

Some well-informed people pondered the interface, especially when they thought of the situation when Yun Xiao got the Huo Lingjing yesterday, they didn't have the slightest doubt, and they couldn't help but feel that this young man's harvest in this spirit fighting meeting is unavoidable. Is it too big?

"Half-step eighth-order alien spirit crystal!"

Many people present could sense the details of the tree spirit's pulse spirit, but the Thunder Spirit Crystal that Xu Huang took out earlier was only a seventh-level high-level one.

In this way, doesn't it mean that before Yun Xiao won the championship of this year's Spirit Fighting Conference, he had already obtained a Fire Spirit Crystal that was comparable to the championship reward, and a half-step eighth-level that was more precious than the championship reward? Wood spirit crystal?

Others are working so hard that they can't even touch the shadow of the championship reward, but this young man has won consecutive battles, and when he meets some cultivators who are at the peak of the Qi-seeking state, he is also devastated. Who is the opponent of the rough-clothed boy?

"No! That's my spirit crystal, you can't take it away!"

However, just when everyone thought that the half-step eighth-level Wood Spirit Crystal was about to fall into Yun Xiao's hands, Peng Muxin, who spit out a mouthful of blood, finally woke up from the special state of failure, and immediately let out a unwilling expression Roaring in anger.

Whoosh!

As the roar fell, Peng Muxin's entire body rushed towards the rough-clothed boy, and when everyone sensed the majestic aura erupting from Peng Muxin's body, they couldn't help but gasped.

"Early Yuan Seeking Realm?!"