Chapter 2265: Underworld Lord?

"So strong."

Xiao Yi looked at the Nether Wind and Snow that was split in a large area in front of him, his face was horrified.

"Is this the power of martial arts fusion?"

This sword, in fact, does not seem to be very strong.

After all, it was nothing more than splitting a large snowstorm.

According to Xiao Yi's strength, if he was outside, he would be able to smash the land and crack the ground, leaving thousands of miles away.

But here, it is in the underworld.

The cold wind and snow here, taking the wind and snow that Xiao Yi encountered while walking all the way just now, even if he did his best, he would never even think about breaking it into pieces.

But now, this mere blow of a sword directly splits a large area, even like a heaven and earth.

Xiao Yi could even judge in an instant that this sword was even more exaggerated than the sword he fought against the sea of ​​evil.

Of course, when he confronted Xie Ruhai at the beginning, his sword did not really strike out, otherwise, the price would be enormous, but Xie Ruhai would definitely lose.

But even so, Xiao Yi was still certain that the sword that he truly merged with martial arts was much more tyrannical than that sword.

This sword is just the fusion of Frost Swordsmanship and the mighty flames of the world.

But it was the first real fusion of kendo and fire.

Moreover, it is a collision between extreme cold and extreme heat.

"Let's call you Hanbing Minghuo Kendo." Xiao Yi smiled.

In fact, he hasn't really cut out this sword yet.

But he can be sure that this sword fusion of martial arts, he will never be half-returned.

However, he is not quite sure about the consumption of Yuan force.

Because the power used just now was...

Xiao Yi turned his eyes and looked at the huge group of ice and dark fire in front of him.

This is the legendary ice and ghost fire, and it is still the body of the world.

Xiao Yi's hand is now inserted into the flame,

But no damage at all.

The first is that this ice and dark fire is an ownerless thing, or it is a thing of heaven and earth.

The second is that he himself controls the ice and ghost fire.

Naturally, the flames couldn't hurt him.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid that the moment I put my hand on the flame, it would be burnt to powder.

Xiao Yi had no doubts about the power of the flames of the ice and dark fire in front of him.

This flame, at the end of the Nether Road, must be quite terrifying in its own power.

The power consumed by the strike just now came from this flame.

Xiao Yi smiled.

To put it more simply, it is that he can absorb the power belonging to this flame.

"If I suck you clean..." Xiao Yi's face burst with joy and anticipation.

Such a huge mass of flame power, I am afraid, is enough for his cultivation base to skyrocket.

Just at this moment, a loud shout came from his ear.

"Boy, don't move."

A loud shout, as if shaking the sky, actually made Xiao Yi's ears vibrate in an instant, and his body trembled.

"Senior Bingzun?" Xiao Yi turned his head and looked at Bingzun's spiritual consciousness thousands of miles away.

At this moment, Xiao Yi discovered that when he was on the Nether Road, the road ahead was like a fog, and he couldn't see clearly.

But if he is outside, especially now that he has cleared away the fog, after walking this ghostly road, and looking back, everything is very clear.

"Boy, you are carrying the ice and ghost fire, so you can touch the body of this fire without damage."

"You can even absorb its power to increase your own cultivation."

"But the old man advises you not to change."

"Behind this flame is the real Nether Realm, the Land of Yellow Springs."

In his ear, the voice transmission of the Spiritual Sense of Venerable Ice was sent.

Xiao Yi frowned, and asked in a voice transmission, "Then what?"

"Then? Idiot." Venerable Ice scolded his spiritual sense, "You want to fall into the Nether Realm? How can you still have a chance to survive when you enter the Yellow Spring?"

"Although the body of this flame is strong, it is of no use to you. Don't worry about it, and return quickly."

Xiao Yi heard the words, frowned and thought for a while, then nodded.

Indeed, the body of this ice and ghost fire was of no use to him.

He himself controls the Ice and Nether Fire, and the difference from the flame itself is only in the power of the flame, and the level, the two are the same.

To put it more simply, if his cultivation base is high enough in the future, the Bing Ming Nether Fire will never be worse than the body in front of him, and it may even be stronger.

Absorbing the body of Bing Ming and Nether Fire is only for him to transform Yuan Power.

To put it more simply, this group of body, to him, is no different from ordinary cultivation objects, but its effect is more enormous.

Since Venerable Bing's spiritual sense is now warning extremely cautiously, Xiao Yi thinks about it, he should not take this risk.

After thinking about it, Xiao Yi withdrew his hand and looked around again.

"Phew." After a long while, Xiao Yi took a deep breath and completely retracted his gaze.

This time, he has achieved the purpose of coming to the Ice Palace.

He has already walked the entire Nether Road, and he already knows how the fusion of martial arts is going on.

A year and a half ago, in the sword cut out by Senior Jian Ji, Ji Han had the breath of flame, and he also knew the reason.

Senior Jian Ji, still unable to complete the inheritance of Senior Ice Saint.

As for the inheritance of the Ice Sage predecessors, above the ice and dark swordsmanship, they have only traveled thousands of miles away, and they are far from being able to fully control the entire martial arts.

And he, Xiao Yi, had fully comprehended the entire ice-ming martial arts today.

In other words, he has been able to control a complete Bing Ming swordsmanship, and in the future, he will also be able to control other Bing Ming Dao.

The ice sage senior back then could split the continent with one sword.

His current cultivation level is naturally far from being able to achieve this level, but if he reaches the cultivation level of Senior Ice Saint in the future, his sword will be stronger.

Xiao Yi secretly had some expectations.

The most important point is that he can still fuse with fire and ice; then the fusion of other martial arts is naturally no problem.

Although he hasn't tried it yet, it's not difficult, it just takes time to hone it.

After leaving the Ice Palace, he can try to truly integrate his various martial arts in his experience.

For example, the fusion of poison and kendo, the fusion of poison and fire, and the fusion of kendo and other powerful flames, etc.

"Going to the Demon Realm, I have a better grasp."

"As long as my various martial arts are fully integrated, even if I don't use any augmentation, I don't have to suffer any backlash, I can still compete with those old monsters."

Xiao Yi muttered to himself a few times and clenched his fists tightly.

Strength is the best guarantee.

From today onwards, he Xiao Yi also has the capital to run rampant on the mainland and move forward without fear.

...

Xiao Yi turned around and left, following the path of the underworld, very relaxed.

There is no more wind and snow around, no more pressure.

Xiao Yi's face returned to a light and calm look again, and he walked back quickly.

But he relaxed, but he did not find that the huge flame body behind him was surging slightly and strangely.

After the flames, wisps of space that was astonishing but unsightly to the naked eye surged, trembling non-stop.

However, these tremors did not make a sound.

...

Between heaven and earth, somewhere, it is pitch black and gloomy.

In the darkness, a stiff ethereal sound suddenly sounded, with joy and excitement.

"Our king is coming back."

Ka Ka Ka ... In the darkness, a sound like the sound of a broken stone wall came out.

There were gusts of gloomy wind, roars, and the sound of the broken wall was like the sound of a group of demons dancing in an instant.

Those ancient breaths, any one, are probably thousands of times older than Venerable Ice.

That roar was filled with alarm, reverence, and a sense of serenity in the endless bleakness.

The owners of all the roaring sounds are staring at a corner of the dark world, where there is the only light in all the darkness.

The light, very dim, came from a terrifying but ancient and extraordinary throne.

On the throne, there is nothing left.

But at this moment, the initial stiff and ethereal sound suddenly turned into ferocity and rage.

"Why? The Lord of the Underworld is clearly back, why didn't he enter?"

"Outside the gate of the netherworld, it is clearly the breath of the lord of the underworld, why...the master...why..."

The stiff voice gradually stopped.

The roar turned into silence.

Everything, in an instant, returned to darkness and to peace.

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