Chapter 1352: The Golden Light at Night

Not long after, Jin Xiong's body was already a mummified corpse.

The body of Leng Yanjian trembled slightly, as if declaring its contentment.

There is a sword spirit in the Leng Yan sword.

Xiao Yi already knew about this.

It's just that he can hardly communicate with Sword Spirit.

At most, he absolutely controls Leng Yanjian himself.

Perhaps, there are some secrets in Sword Spirit; or, what secrets does Leng Yanjian have in itself.

Xiao Yi doesn't know about these, and he can't pay attention to them for the time being.

If there is a chance, if you go to Jianyu in the future, you may know it, but not necessarily.

What kind of brilliance did this cold white sword, which was once refined at the beginning, convinced the Central Territory Wanjian, and the flames disappeared.

Xiao Yi restrained his thoughts and glanced at the blood pill in his body.

The blood pill in his body, when he was hunted down by the Great Elder of the Northern Yinzong last time, he took the initiative to erupt.

However, not all erupted.

After all, after escaping from the pursuit last time, the power of the entire blood pill was consumed by about half.

After that, the blood pill was re-sealed by himself.

But now, after absorbing Jin Xiong's blood essence, the blood pill gradually recovered.

Although it has not recovered to its former prosperity, it has reached about 90%.

It is worthy of being a body of blood essence at the peak of the Holy Emperor Realm, and the power is astonishing.

Last time, this blood pill was a big factor in making the Great Elder of Beiyin Sect helpless and supporting him to escape.

Moreover, if it weren't for the power of the blood pill, it is very likely that even if he escaped, the mid-grade spiritual veins in the Qiankun ring would be exhausted.

Since this blood pill is one of his methods now, it is not particularly necessary to contain it.

Although the existence of blood pills, he once made himself lost, and even crazy bloodthirsty.

However, that was only when the blood pill first appeared, and his own Dao heart was not stable.

If your sword heart is strong enough, why should you be afraid of the heart demons of this mere blood pill.

As long as one's own cultivation can keep up, the blood pill will not be a disaster at all.

This blood pill is just right, and it can be used as one of the things to test whether one's cultivation has improved fast enough.

Xiao Yi smiled lightly.

Withdrew his perception and inward vision, Xiao Yi's waist flashed.

The fog demon turned into a cloud of white mist and appeared out of thin air.

"Master." The fog demon called out.

Xiao Yi smiled lightly and nodded.

In fact, the fog demon has a ferocious and terrifying face.

But as soon as he spoke, it was so clumsy, but it seemed a little silly.

"I don't know what level of strength you have now." Xiao Yi asked in confusion.

Wu Yao can instantly kill Jin Xiong, the pinnacle of the Holy Emperor Realm, and his strength is naturally beyond doubt.

As early as in the Fengsha prison before, after the fog demon absorbed a large amount of the terrifying Gangfeng power inside, Xiao Yi knew that its strength had jumped a great distance.

After all, the spirit of the fog demon is sealed in the holy pot of wind.

The strength of the holy pot of wind, to a large extent, also limits the strength of the fog demon.

The holy pot of wind has reached the level of middle-grade holy artifact, even close to high-grade holy artifact.

Such a level of treasure can absorb those terrifying astral winds, and absorb it slowly, and even can no longer absorb it.

It is conceivable how much power the Wind Holy Pot absorbed at that time.

Naturally, the power absorbed by the fog demon is similar.

As far as Xiao Yi knew, the middle grade holy artifacts were extremely rare, and the average Saint Emperor realm powerhouse never possessed weapons of this level.

And even if you have it, it can't fully exert its due power.

At least the warriors above the late stage of the Holy Emperor Realm can fully play.

This is just an ordinary middle-grade holy artifact.

If it is stronger, the required strength is also stronger.

Take Senior Xinghuan as an example, in ancient times, he was a peerless powerhouse known to the people of the Central Territory and able to run amok in the Central Territory.

But his weapon is nothing but the Star Magic Gloves of the middle grade holy artifact.

At this time, Wu Yao heard Xiao Yi's question and fell silent.

The body that was illusory like fog also began to surge violently.

Seeing this, Xiao Yi frowned.

He knew that this was the urgency of the fog demon who was thinking about his question, but had no answer.

Xiao Yi shook his head, "Forget it, you don't have to think about it, when I didn't ask."

The fog demon heard the words, and the surging body dissipated.

After all, the wit of the fog demon is too low.

These questions that are accurate to the level of cultivation base strength cannot be understood and answered by him.

However, in Xiao Yi's guess.

At this moment, Wu Yao's strength is definitely above the peak of the Holy Emperor's realm. Whether it can reach the level of martial arts power is unknown.

The strength of the fog demon comes from the enormous power it contains.

Second, it is its illusory figure, and its free, ghost-like speed.

Finally, it is the sickle in its hand.

Today's sickle is transformed by the wind in the holy pot of wind.

This wind evil is just a wind evil seed.

Later, under the canyon of Qianfeng, it absorbed the power of thousands of Gangfeng and grew, turned into Fengsha, and also became a powerful windshade that exudes the familiar atmosphere of thousands of winds.

Naturally, after absorbing enough power in the wind brake prison, it also grew to an extremely amazing formidable power.

The aura of the wind attribute is already sharp, not to mention the wind evil.

Today's Fengsha Sickle, its edge is by no means lower than the Leng Yanjian.

With this kind of combination, we have the previous record of killing Jin Xiong in seconds.

"Go back first." Xiao Yi glanced at the eye fog demon and said, "If you want to come out, just call me through the Wind Holy Pot."

"Yes, master." The fog demon replied and disappeared out of thin air.

The holy pot of wind is now approaching the stage of high-grade holy artifact.

There is a lot of wind attribute in it.

The fog demon stays inside all year round and is nourished by it, much better than floating outside.

Chong…

Xiao Yi shot out a sword energy from his fingertips.

Frost and frost came suddenly.

Hundreds of meters in radius, it was covered by ice in an instant, and snowflakes were everywhere.

Jin Xiong's body was buried in it.

After a few seconds, the ice and snow melted.

And Jin Xiong's body has disappeared.

After doing everything, Xiao Yi flashed and left the place again.

His journey of experience begins again.

...

Golden light dangerously, somewhere.

Chong…

A cold white sword glow flashed across the air.

In front of Xiao Yi, a holy emperor realm monster was beheaded by the sword.

With a wave of Xiao Yi's hand, he took the inner pill and blood essence, and his face was filled with joy.

This is worthy of being a dangerous place of golden light, one of the famous dangerous places in Zhongyu.

The level of the monsters inside is far from comparable to other dangerous places.

Saint King Realm monsters can be seen almost everywhere; Saint Emperor Realm monsters can also be encountered from time to time.

Such a dangerous place is worthy of Xiao Yi's experience.

After a few hours.

Xiao Yi beheaded dozens of monsters.

At this time, he was ready to continue to go deep into this dangerous land.

The golden light is dangerous, but it is a vast and unusual forest, with monsters and beasts, and the degree of danger is not low.

However, just about to leave.

Xiao Yi looked up at the sky and frowned slightly.

"It's night."

Above the sky, the sunset slowly fell, and a faint moon rose slowly from the other side.

Before he came to Jinguang Dangerous Land, he did some research.

The golden light is dangerous, and it is already dangerous.

However, the golden light after dark is the most dangerous time.

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