Heavenly God Mnemonic

"Danxiang!"

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback and reacted immediately.

A few days have passed, the lid of the great cauldron has already been lifted off, and the spirit pill is just exposed to the air.

Generally, after the pill is released, it must be sealed up in a jade box immediately to ensure that the strength of the medicine is not dispersed.

However, the pill inside the cauldron has been bored in the cauldron for many years, and the spiritual energy has been exhausted from the nadan, and it is difficult to overflow. It's just that the exposure time is too long, and it still starts to volatilize.

Yang Qingxuan didn't care about refining the demon fire, and appeared on the great cauldron for a moment.

I saw three perfectly round spirit pills lying in the cauldron. The color of the pills was milky white, with soft luster and rainbow halo. They were extraordinary at first glance.

Yang Qingxuan was overjoyed, and hurriedly took out three jade boxes and packed the three pills.

He took a deep breath and inhaled all the pill qi from the cauldron into his stomach, feeling refreshed and his strength recovered a lot.

It's like licking your fingers after eating spicy sticks.

Hua Jieyu looked disgusted, and said: "You are the Qinglong Holy Spirit of this generation, pay attention to your image. You don't know what these three pills are, and you just inhale the pill without alertness. Be careful of poisoning. "

Yang Qingxuan licked his lips and said hey, "I'm sure these three pills are good things. It's just that the power contained in them is too strong to eat. Brother Xieyu, you have these three pills. The elixir's information?"

Hua Jieyu shook his head and said: "There are too many miraculous medicines in the world, and I recognize them everywhere. Moreover, this is something refined by the demons in the Middle Ages, and most of them are no longer known."

Yang Qingxuan smiled bitterly: "Do I want to try the pill by myself?"

Hua Jieyu said in surprise: "Don't! Even if this pill is harmless to the body, it is so strong that you can't bear it at all."

Yang Qingxuan pondered for a moment, and said, "There are two ways. You can catch a barren beast to try the pill and observe his changes. Or find a large chamber of commerce and use it for appraisal. But the former is a shame, the latter, I'm afraid that each husband is not guilty and will be guilty."

After thinking about it, Yang Qingxuan stopped thinking about it, and continued to sit down, refining the demon fire in his body.

Under the suppression of Qingyang Wujing, that demon fire has gradually lost its temper, and has begun to merge with his true energy, becoming a part of his strength.

Two days later, the demon fire was finally completely refined, and Yang Qingxuan's power was restored to its peak.

He raised his left hand and flicked his finger. A touch of demon fire appeared on his fingertips, and then turned into a firebird, flapping his wings in the air, and then fell back to his fingertips. It goes out at once.

Yang Qingxuan said with joy: "Finally you can cultivate those three thousand karma fires!"

With a thought in his mind, the Wuhun sword mark on the center of his eyebrows turned red, as if burning.

A violent breath came from the sword grave. An ancient giant beast was wrapped in flames and galloped over the sword grave, bringing out a long, comet-like tail, and the entire sky was burning.

"boom!"

The ancient giant beast turned into a stream of light, shot out from the Wuhun Seal, and thrust into the ground with a "clank" sound. A group of fierce flames dissipated, and there was the phantom of that giant beast in the fire, and the ancient violent air spread in the secret room.

In shock, Yang Qingxuan looked carefully.

At the center of the flame, a big red sword was inserted on the ground, and a hundred-zhang Zhuhong loomed above the sword. The body of the sword was engraved with flames and phantoms of giant beasts. The hilt was inlaid with ornaments such as purple gold, agate and lake .

Hua Jieyu said in shock: "Kirin! It is a sword made with the spirit of the unicorn!"

In the flame flow pattern on the sword, five characters suddenly appeared, and they disappeared in a flash: Nanming Lihuojian.

In the entire secret room, except for the seven large cauldrons, the stone bed and the broken spirit stones on the floor were all burned to ashes under the sword fire.

"This sword...!"

Yang Qingxuan was overjoyed, this sword actually comes with Qilin real fire, if I knew that, what kind of demon fire I would cultivate, this sword is enough.

He grabbed it with five fingers, and the sword flew from the ground with a clattering sound and fell into his hand.

A terrible sword intent oscillated with the flame.

"Boom."

Yang Qingxuan was a little unstable in holding the sword, his arm trembled a few times, the sword's power fell, and the tip of the sword hit the ground, inserted like tofu, cutting iron like mud.

And his infuriating energy quickly dissipated under the action of this sword power.

Hua Jieyu said in surprise: "This sword is too powerful, and the unicorn is too fierce, you can't control it!"

"Joke, how can the sword coming out of my sword mound be uncontrollable!"

When Yang Qingxuan came fiercely, he held the sword in his backhand and inserted it on the ground. The powerful true essence poured into it. The sword mark on the center of the eyebrow flashed continuously, and the sword was shot out and shot into the sword.

Nanmingli Fire Sword trembled violently, and the sound of a unicorn roared, and rainbow rays were constantly shooting out, and the shining Xia Ying filled the room.

After a while, under the suppression of the Supreme Profound Sword Tomb, the sword slowly stabilized, and the violent aura within it also calmed in.

Yang Qingxuan was sweaty, but he couldn't restrain his joy. He held the sword in his hand and played with it. With a swipe of the sword, there was a vermilion thousand zhang. Directly on the wall of the secret room, he cut a dark fire mark.

Hua Jieyu was equally overjoyed, saying: "With this sword, cultivating those three thousand karma fires is undoubtedly even more powerful."

Yang Qingxuan also kept nodding, and said, "That demon fire has been refined."

Hua Jie said: "No, that demon fire is already part of your power, and this unicorn fire is not. And this Nanming Lihuo sword is just the soul of the sword, and does not have the power of the divine sword itself. It is always Foreign objects. For you, the biggest advantage of this sword lies in the fire of the unicorn, not the sword itself. If you can refine the fire of the unicorn, it will greatly improve your strength. ."

Yang Qingxuan said, "I understand."

Grab the Excalibur and pour the demon fire into it.

The sword body suddenly turned red, as if it had been ignited inside. The flow patterns of those flames became bright and agile.

A firebird turned out of the sword, and as soon as it spread its wings, there was a roar. The unicorn ran out of the sword, swallowed the firebird into its belly, and then returned to the sword.

"This……"

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, staring dumbfounded, and said in a daze, "My demon fire... is gone?..."

After a daze, he frowned.

Demon Fire is not so simple, he can still feel the existence of Demon Fire, and it is constantly increasing. And not only the demon fire, but the perception of his opponent's sword also became clear.

"This demon fire has merged with the fire of the unicorn."

Yang Qingxuan murmured, under the flickering of the sword mark on the eyebrows, countless fragments immediately appeared in his mind. It was the remnant thoughts that remained in this sword: the deep sea mysterious sky casts the sword body, the qilin spirit casts the sword soul, and the fire is in it. Evolve the origin of fire-Nanming Lihuo.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes flickered, and he said: "It turns out that the meaning of this unicorn spirit is to swallow the fire."