Chapter 2515: Departure, Supreme City

Xiao Yi shook his head and got rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind.

Those golden lights, that is, the ancient lion holy power, although the body refining effect is strong, but Xiao Yi is not too valued or coveted.

Rather…

Xiao Yi glanced at the six-pole glove on his fist and squinted.

The golden light on the glove was what truly shocked and even excited his heart.

The powerful combat power endowed by the power of the six-pole golden lion made him tear apart thousands of miles of space.

Xiao Yi clenched his fist, he only needed to use his physical strength to force out the demon essence contained in the six-pole glove.

Now, he can completely use these demon essences to transform into the power of the six-pole golden lion.

The six-pole boxing glove is an extraordinary weapon of the demon clan, and the ability to force out the demon essence is something that no other demon clan god has ever possessed.

Now, the six-pole glove has revived the power of the six-pole golden lion, and the demon essence can also be transformed into the power of the golden lion.

only…

Xiao Yi tried it, but his brows wrinkled, and a drop of sweat condensed on his forehead.

With all his strength, the power of the six-pole golden lion transformed by him was only a trace?

"Drink." Xiao Yi snorted in his heart, shaking with all his strength.

With the six-pole boxing glove on, the demon essence galloped furiously.

But when he tried to convert this huge demon energy into the power of the six-pole golden lion, it was extremely difficult.

The power level gap is too great.

The power of the six-pole golden lion is much higher than the level of Yao Yuan.

"It turns out that it needs to be compressed." Xiao Yi suddenly felt in his heart.

After he shook out the demon essence with his fist, he had to compress the demon essence to a terrifying limit before it could be transformed into the power of the six-pole golden lion.

He suddenly understood that the punch of the six-pole mad lion directly compressed the earth more than tens of thousands of times.

If you want to control the power of these six-pole golden lions like an arm,

I'm afraid it really needs to be at the level of the six-pole mad lion to do it.

Xiao Yi stood up and punched again and again, transforming again and again.

After a few hours.

The six-pole glove originally had only a trace of golden light, but now, it is golden light, full of huge and terrifying power.

Xiao Yi shook his arm again, and the golden light on the glove suddenly disappeared, returning to normal.

Xiao Yi's eyes were startled.

The power of the six-pole golden lion that he has converted in these few hours is not much, but not a lot, not enough for him to use it for a fierce battle, but enough for an explosion.

In an instant, an attack power no less than the level of the demon venerable erupted.

But now these powers have not spilled out, but can be hidden in the glove according to one's own will.

Originally, the ancient lion holy power absorbed from the six-pole relic, or the power of the six-pole golden lion, would automatically dissipate.

Now, these conversions by himself have not spilled out, but can be kept in the glove.

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, and the corner of his mouth grinned.

At this moment, there is no light on the six-pole glove, which seems to be ordinary; but he can clearly feel the terrible power contained in the glove.

"Another trump card." Xiao Yi was secretly happy.

Now the power of the six-pole golden lion is not much, only enough for one blow.

But if he has spare time, he can save more in his fists, and even reach the point of fighting the Demon Lord again.

"Lord." At this time, Gui Yi reported, "Liuyun and two lions are here."

"Well." Xiao Yi nodded, "It should be about to leave."

"Tell them I'll go right away."

"Yes, Lord." The ghost nodded and walked out of the palace.

Xiao Yi stood on the spot, put away his six-pole gloves, and thought secretly.

The matter of coming to participate in the Lion King Conference, and the matter of entering the ancient lion sacred place, here is the end.

Whether it is the six-pole glove, the golden light to refine the body, or the fifth seal of the eight-dragon incinerator to get the beast's feet, these are all extremely rare gains this time.

It was also an extra and great opportunity for Xiao Yi to come to the Demon Realm.

However, Xiao Yi had more doubts in his heart.

In the past, he knew that the water in this middle domain was very deep, but in the past, he only knew that now, he has really touched it.

Even, he felt that he was already starting to dabble in this muddy water.

What happened to those ancient secrets, those secrets that could not be passed on, those who were once earth-shattering powerhouses? What is the origin of those unknown ancient places?

Why was the punch thrown by the six-pole lion? Do you really want to build a grave for yourself?

Who the hell cut out that terrifying sword? Senior Ice Saint? No, Xiao Yi believes that he is definitely not Senior Bingsheng, so who would it be?

That punch and that sword happened almost at the same time.

Whose sword can actually overpower the six-pole mad lion, who is known as the emperor?

Also, behind that dark giant gate, where is it, and what terrifying existence is there?

What puzzled Xiao Yi the most was the gloomy figure walking out of the giant gate, with a face that looked like a ghost.

"Phew." Xiao Yi took a deep breath, and his mind became more and more distracted.

In the final analysis, he is not strong enough.

Whether it is the main hall masters or Venerable Ice, they have told him that as long as they have enough strength, all secrets will no longer be secrets.

In the face of absolute strength, everything seems insignificant.

But obviously, his current strength is far from enough.

His reputation is now loud enough, the successor of the Eighth Palace, the first Tianjiao of the Central Territory, etc.; whether it is the Central Territory or the Demon Territory, no one knows his name Xiao Yi.

But when it comes to the record, his strongest record after his travels is only the weakest 90,000 Dao that he defeated Xie Ruhai.

Half a month ago, he just barely managed to draw the level of Da Siming.

A few hours ago, it was regarded as a slight draw against the Jialuo Yaozun, but it was relying on external force, and now it was exhausted, and in the end, it was unable to beat the fully-strength Jialuo Yaozun.

Other than that, no more.

To put it bluntly, he is still a young man, and he is still a young warrior who needs a lot of external help to have monstrous combat power.

Take the level of the main hall master, when have you seen them holding magical weapons? But their combat power is still monstrous, invincible in the world.

Take the Mad Lion Demon Venerable as an example, he can control the six-pole glove, but he has not used it for eight million years, and his strength is still terrifying, defeating the Jialuo Demon Venerable with one punch.

This is the real strength, and it truly belongs to one's own heritage.

Compared with the gift of foreign objects, one's own cultivation base and one's own realm are the most important things.

This was also the words that Xia Yifeng and Dean Huo repeatedly reminded him of and told him to be cautious.

"Phew." Xiao Yi took another deep breath, turned around, and left.

...

Over the mad lion palace, Xiao Yi arrived with the six ghosts and demons.

High in the sky, the mad lion demon, the mad lion demon master, the two lions of Liuyun, as well as the worship of more than a dozen mad lion kingdoms, and more than a dozen young talents of the mad lion clan are all there.

"It's all here." The Wild Lion Demon Venerable nodded and said solemnly, "Let's go to the Supreme City."

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First more.

Update today, finished.

Tomorrow is the plot of Human Sacrifice Day, and I still plan to think about it for another night.