Chapter 1352 The dangerous place with golden light at night

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

The blade of the Leng Yan Sword trembled slightly, as if to declare that it was satisfied.

There is a sword spirit inside the Leng Yan Sword.

Xiao Yi already knew about this matter.

However, I can hardly communicate with the sword spirit.

At most, he could absolutely control the Leng Yan Sword itself.

Perhaps, the sword spirit has some secret; or perhaps, the Leng Yanjian itself has some secret.

Xiao Yi didn't know these things and couldn't pay attention to them for the time being.

If I have the opportunity, I might know about it if I go to the Sword Domain in the future, but I don’t necessarily know.

What kind of brilliance does this cold white sword have that impressed thousands of swords in the Central Region when it was first refined, and the flames disappeared.

Xiao Yi stopped thinking and took an inward look at the blood elixir in his body.

The blood elixir in his body, he had taken the initiative to explode last time when he was chased by the great elder of Beiyin Sect.

However, not all of them broke out.

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

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

But now, after absorbing Jin Xiong's blood essence, the blood elixir is gradually recovering.

Although it has not returned to its previous heyday, it has reached about 90%.

It is worthy of the essence and blood of a person at the pinnacle of the Holy Emperor Realm, and his power is indeed astonishing.

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

Moreover, if it were not for the power of the blood pill, it is very likely that even if he escaped, the middle-grade spiritual veins in the Qiankun Ring would have been exhausted.

Since this blood pill is now one of my methods, I don't want to specifically contain it.

Although the existence of blood pills once made me feel lost, and even made me crazy about bloodthirsty.

However, that was only when the blood elixir first appeared, and my Taoist mind was not yet stable.

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

As long as your cultivation level can keep up, Blood Pill will not be a disaster at all.

This blood pill also happens to be one of the things that can be used as a test to see whether your cultivation level has improved quickly enough.

Xiao Yi smiled lightly.

Withdrawing his perception and inner vision, Xiao Yi's waist flashed with light.

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

"Master." The mist demon called.

Xiao Yi smiled faintly and nodded.

In fact, although the fog demon looks ferocious and terrifying.

But when he spoke, he was so clumsy and seemed a little silly.

"I don't know what level your current strength is." Xiao Yi asked in confusion.

The Mist Demon can instantly kill Jin Xiong, the pinnacle of the Holy Emperor Realm. There is no doubt about its strength.

As early as before in the Fengji Prison, after the fog demon absorbed a large amount of the terrifying power of the wind, Xiao Yi knew that its strength had jumped a huge distance.

After all, the mist demon's spiritual wisdom is sealed in the Holy Wind Pot.

The strength of the Wind Saint Pot also limits the strength of the Mist Demon to a large extent.

The Holy Wind Pot has reached the level of a middle-grade holy instrument, even close to a high-grade holy instrument.

A heavy treasure of this level can absorb those terrifying winds so much that it cannot absorb any more.

One can imagine how much power the Feng Sheng Kettle absorbed at that time.

Naturally, the power absorbed by the mist demon is similar to this.

As far as Xiao Yi knows, middle-grade sacred weapons are extremely rare, and most Saint Emperor realm experts do not possess weapons of this level.

And even if it is available, it cannot fully exert its power.

At least a warrior who is at the late stage of the Holy Emperor Realm or above can fully utilize it.

This is just an ordinary mid-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 strong man known to all the people in the Central Territory, and he was able to run rampant in the Central Territory without any hindrance.

But his weapon is nothing more than a mid-grade holy weapon, the Star Fantasy Gloves.

At this time, the fog demon became silent when he heard Xiao Yi's inquiry.

The body, which was as illusory as mist, also began to surge violently.

Xiao Yi frowned when he saw this.

He knew that this was the mist demon's eagerness as he was thinking about his question but had no answer.

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

When the mist demon heard this, the surge in his body dissipated.

The mist demon's intelligence is too low after all.

These questions, which are accurate to the level of cultivation strength, cannot be understood and answered by it.

However, in Xiao Yi's guess.

The strength of the mist demon at this moment is definitely above the peak of the Holy Emperor Realm. Whether it can reach the level of a powerful martial artist is unknown.

The strength of the Mist Demon comes first from the huge power it contains.

Second, it is its illusory figure and its ghost-like speed that comes and goes freely.

Finally, there is the sickle in its hand.

The current sickle was transformed by the wind evil in the Holy Wind Pot.

This wind evil is originally just a wind evil seed.

Later, under the Qianfeng Canyon, it absorbed the power of thousands of winds and grew, turning into a wind evil. It also became a powerful wind evil that was full of colors and exuded the familiar scent of thousands of winds.

Naturally, after absorbing enough power in the Wind Brake Prison, it grew to extremely astonishing power.

The wind attribute aura is inherently sharp, let alone windy.

The sharpness of the current Fengsha Scythe is by no means inferior to that of the Leng Yan Sword.

With this combination, he has the record of instantly killing Jin Xiong before.

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

"Yes, Master." The mist demon responded and disappeared into thin air.

The Holy Wind Pot is now approaching the stage of a top-grade holy vessel.

There is a lot of wind-attribute aura inside.

The mist demon stays inside all year round and is nourished by it, which is much better than wandering outside.

Clang…

Xiao Yi fired a sword energy from his fingertips.

The sky was filled with frost, and it suddenly fell.

The area of ​​several hundred meters in radius was suddenly covered with ice and covered with snowflakes.

Jin Xiong's body was buried among them.

After a few seconds, the ice and snow melted.

But Jin Xiong's body has disappeared.

After doing everything well, Xiao Yi's figure flashed and left the place again.

His journey of experience begins again.

…

A dangerous place with golden light, somewhere.

Clang…

A cold white sword light flashed through the air.
To be continued...