Chapter 1321: You Can't Go Home Empty-Handed

bang...

A purple flame dragon condensed out.

The surrounding wind kept blowing.

Xiao Yi was not interested in constantly waving the Leng Yan sword to resist, and simply condensed amethyst spirit flames to block the surrounding.

It's just rock bottom here.

The degree of the gang wind is far less severe than those gang winds that continue to strengthen as they rise.

This level of turbulent wind can only be resisted by amethyst spirit flames.

"Phew." Xiao Yi took a deep breath.

Then, sit down at will.

Shaking his head, he sighed.

When the sky is constantly rising, he doesn't care about the strong winds that become stronger.

But when he almost reached the top of the valley, the monstrous storm was beyond his power.

In his perception, that monstrous storm far exceeded his level, not even weaker than a full-strength blow from a martial arts expert.

He can escape from the hands of a martial arts master.

But it doesn't mean that he can rush out from the blockage of a martial arts expert.

What is the difference between the monstrous storm at the top of the valley and a martial arts master guarding it?

No, there should be a difference.

That is, this monstrous storm is stronger than the martial arts power.

When I tried to rush out of the top of the stock just now, the feeling of powerlessness was even more difficult to rush out than the martial arts strangling power of the Great Elder of Bei Yinzong.

In other words, the gap between him and that monstrous storm is too great.

It's impossible to force it out.

In addition, he never believed that this prison-like bottom was part of the inheritance assessment.

After all, he was forced to come here because of the hostility of the place of inheritance.

In other words, it should be an accident that he was trapped here, an accident caused by the 'killing sword'.

He should not be able to participate in the next inheritance assessment.

All he could do was wait.

He remembered that Hall Master Chengfeng had said that he only had one month.

After one month, the Hall Master of Chengfeng will open this place of inheritance again.

We can only wait until then, waiting for Chengfeng Palace Master to rescue him.

"Phew." Xiao Yi took a deep breath again.

Now he has nothing to do except sit down and wait, and use the amethyst spirit flame to resist the raging wind.

As far as he knows, the place of inheritance cannot be opened easily.

After it is turned on, it is also abnormal, and it is not allowed to travel.

This month, it is estimated that no one has come here.

Xiao Yi shook his head and sensed his Qiankun ring.

There are many treasures in the Qiankun Ring.

He is looking to see if there is a treasure in the Qiankun ring to help him escape.

Although this chance is almost slim, idleness is idleness.

Xiao Yi's eyes were the first to be placed on the Excalibur.

After all, the Excalibur is the 'culprit',

Naturally he was the first to notice it.

whoosh…

The Excalibur appeared out of thin air in his hand.

"You've hurt me badly." Xiao Yi helplessly looked at the Divine Sword in his hand.

Thinking about it, since he got the Divine Sword in Fengxu Secret Realm, he hasn't seriously looked at this sword.

Because in his first perception of the Excalibur, the sword did not have much power.

Looking carefully at this moment, the entire sword is black.

The blade of the sword is not opened, and the tip of the sword is unfavorable.

There is nothing special about the whole sword.

If it is used for battle, this Wufeng will not be of any help at all.

The only effect may be restraining soul power.

This effect was known to Xiao Yi from the Fengxu Secret Realm.

However, the profession of a soul master is rare.

As far as the opponents he met now, almost none of them were soul masters.

On the contrary, he has encountered some warriors who are also soul masters and possess the skills of soul masters.

However, it is only a combination of repairs, and at most it has some effect.

Therefore, he never took out the Divine Sword and used it.

"Forget it." Xiao Yi shook his head, "I met you by fate, so I can't throw you away."

After all, Xiao Yi took back the Excalibur.

Even if he can't get out here, the big deal is that he fails the assessment, and it's not a big deal.

Then, his eyes continued to look at the heavy treasure in the Qiankun ring.

"Eight dragon incinerators?" Xiao Yi frowned.

In fact, he may not have used the eight dragon incinerators for a long time.

This first treasure of fire attribute was gifted by Yi Lao.

However, most of the time, Xiao Yi is only used for refining medicine.

It's really the eight seals on the eight dragon incinerators, and he still has nothing to do.

I still remember that when he was in the Eastern Region, he unlocked the first seal.

As soon as the seal was released, the terrifying fire attribute power razed the surrounding hundred miles to the ground, and even the extreme ice of Senior Sword Ji couldn't resist.

But since that time, the second seal, with his current strength, is still helpless.

So he never took it out and used it.

"Heavenly Abacus?" Xiao Yi frowned again and denied it again.

This is the treasure of the formation, and the storm at the top of the valley is obviously some kind of prohibition, not the formation.

After a long while, Xiao Yi shook his head helplessly.

There seems to be nothing in the Qiankun ring that can help him escape.

suddenly…

Xiao Yi's eyes were fixed on an inconspicuous corner of Qiankun Ring.

There, something was shaking.

"Wind Sacred Pot?" Xiao Yi looked puzzled.

In his impression, he may not have used the Holy Wind Pot for a long time.

This is just a low-grade holy artifact.

As his strength soared, the Holy Wind Pot was useless.

whoosh…

A light flashed in Xiao Yi's hand, and the Holy Wind Pot appeared out of thin air.

whoosh…

Almost at the moment when the Holy Wind Pot appeared, a white shadow shot out.

Bai Ying stood in front of Xiao Yi, staring directly at Xiao Yi with a pair of empty eyes.

A ferocious and terrifying face was reflected in Xiao Yi's eyes.

But Xiao Yi didn't care, let alone fear.

Because, he could feel a kindness from this face.

From those empty eyes, I can feel a touch of closeness.

"Owner."

Yes, the white shadow that came out was the fog demon.

In the mouth of the fog demon, he clumsily and murmured the word 'master'.

"Huh." Xiao Yi smiled lightly.

"In the past two years, I have been running around and wandering around, but I have never been free, but I have forgotten you."

Originally, Xiao Yi thought that he would go all over the Central Territory in the future.

But now I think about it, he still has a fog demon.

Although the fog demon is a monster, it also has wisdom.

Although the intelligence is weak, the body formed is not uniform, so the face is hideous, and the eyes are empty and terrifying.

However, the feelings it has are simpler and more real than anyone else.

"Master." The fog demon still clumsily called out.

"Okay." Xiao Yi smiled, "I will hang the Wind Holy Pot on my body in the future, just let you out more."

"Thank you... master." Wu Yao said vaguely, but the meaning was very clear.

"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled and looked at the blood-colored sickle in the hands of the eye fog demon.

"This sickle is too weak now, let me change it for you."

This blood-colored sickle is just a weapon left and right of the sub-sacred artifact.

Over the years, Xiao Yi has been wandering around, but he has also gained a lot of trophies.

There are no weapons that are too strong, but there are still a lot of low-grade holy artifacts.

The fog demon shook his head, and then, his empty eyes, looked at the surrounding Gangfeng.

"Lord...Master, I want to..."

"What do you want? It's up to you." Xiao Yi took out a pair of low-grade holy artifacts from the Qiankun ring, intending to change a weapon for the fog demon.

But he did not pay attention to the eyes of the fog demon.

The fog demon got Xiao Yi's permission, whoosh...a ghostly figure, instantly crossed the Ziyan Youlong and came to the place where the wind was attacking outside.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi responded instantly.

"Are you absorbing the surrounding wind power?"

"By the way, there is still wind in the holy pot of wind."

"out."

Xiao Yi gave a low drink and sacrificed the holy pot of wind.

The surrounding wind power was instantly absorbed at an extremely fast speed.

Not only the fog demon is absorbing, but the holy pot of wind is also absorbing.

"Oh, since it's hard to come here, you can't come back empty-handed."

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