Such a disproportionate impact was not taken seriously by Peng Musin at all, but the fiery red bird was extremely fast. In almost an instant, its body had already hit the trunk of the giant tree, sending out a light sound.
The sound of ringing.
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw the sharp beak of the fiery red bird sinking into the trunk of the giant tree in an instant, passing through the bird's body, and emerging directly from the back of the trunk.
For some reason, seeing this scene, everyone felt a strange feeling in their hearts. Even though there seemed to be nothing wrong with the giant tree vein spirit except for a small hole on the trunk, they still had this feeling.
a feeling.
The leafy giant tree vein spirit is just punctured with such a small hole. I'm afraid it won't take long to recover as before. It's like an elephant being bitten by an ant. How serious can the consequences be?
"Um?"
However, compared to the onlookers, when the flaming red bird passed through the tree trunk, Peng Musin's expression changed a little, because he suddenly discovered that when the flaming red bird passed through the tree trunk, it suddenly
There is something left inside.
"It seems like an extremely weak fire?"
Peng Musin was still very sensitive to the tree elf pulse spirit he had just refined. When that blazing heat came to his mind, he couldn't help but feel relieved.
The tree spirit vein spirit is so big, how can it be possible for such a small fire like sesame seeds to cause too much damage to it? In Peng Muxin's view, it was just Yun Xiao's last struggle to control the pulse spirit.
"wrong!"
However, just when Peng Musin was confident, he suddenly discovered that the development of things seemed to be somewhat different from what he had thought, or even completely opposite.
The fire that just seemed to be as big as sesame seeds was not extinguished by the counterattack of the tree spirit spirit controlled by Peng Muxin. Instead, in this moment, it became the size of a soybean.
Swish, swish, swish...
And at this moment, the entire tree spirit's huge tree body began to shake violently, as if the soybean-sized fire was making it extremely uncomfortable.
"Damn, what kind of flame is that?"
In just such a short time, the soybean-sized fire has grown to the size of a dragon's eye, and through the small hole drilled by the fiery red bird, it seems that a piece of fire inside can be seen.
How could Peng Musin, who was born and raised on the Tenglong Continent, know that it was the natal fire of the ancient Sky Phoenix, and its power was even more powerful than the burning flames of the Fire Sacred Rat.
Although Hong Yu currently only has the seventh-level intermediate level of Demonic Qi cultivation, how could he possibly be able to compete with the tyrannical fire of the ancient phoenix if he was only a half-step eighth-level dry spirit?
The fire of the Sky Phoenix burned everything in the world, let alone the tree spirit with the wood attribute. It can be said that when Yun Xiao made up his mind to let Hong Yu fight, the outcome of this battle was already destined.
If it were an ordinary flame, it might not be able to defeat this half-step eighth-level tree spirit. But Peng Muxin was so unlucky that he met Yun Xiao, who took an unusual path, and even met a dragon in the Nine Layers of the Sky City.
It’s rare to see the Ancient Sky Phoenix. I wonder if this is a different kind of honor?
boom!
After a while, even those who were watching could clearly see that from the tree hole through which the fiery red bird passed, a stream of flames spurted out from both sides, and the sparks of fire were erupted in the blink of an eye.
It showed the potential of starting a prairie fire.
"No...this is impossible...don't..."
Seeing the raging fire, but he couldn't control it at all, Peng Musin couldn't help but show a touch of unwillingness, some fear, and various emotions on his face.
But no matter what kind of mood Peng Muxin was in, it could not stop the burning of those flames. After just a moment, the entire tree spirit spirit turned into a fire tree.
The sky above the Xunqi Arena No. 1 was illuminated by the huge burning tree, which also eclipsed the battles in other spirit fighting arenas, as if there was only one towering fire tree left in the world.
At this moment, on the Xunqi Platform No. 1, there is undoubtedly an extremely dazzling visual feast of flames. An originally normal big tree is wrapped in fiery red flames. Both the trunk, branches and leaves are continuously surrounded by flames. This
It's a real fire tree.
Everyone stared blankly at the towering fire tree, as if they were stunned by the scene in front of them. For a moment, the entire north gate of Yuyang City was filled with the sound of the beeping sound of the burning tree.
"Damn it, what kind of pulse spirit is that?"
On the high platform in the north, Xu Huang, the branch president of the Yuyang City Dou Ling Chamber of Commerce, had his face flushed red by the soaring firelight, but the angry look in his eyes also showed that he did not appreciate the spectacle at all.
thought.
I originally thought that sending a strong man who had broken through to the early stage of Seeking Yuan Realm, plus a half-step eighth-level tree elf pulse spirit, would definitely be able to keep the boy named Yun Xiao, including the person and the pulse spirit, forever in the ring.
superior.
But the current situation is that the half-step eighth-level tree spirit spirit can't even withstand the blow of Yunxiao spirit spirit. With just a slight impact, the tree spirit spirit turns into a towering fire tree.
It will soon turn into ashes of charred wood.
Xu Huang could clearly sense that Yunxiao's bird-shaped pulse spirit was only at the seventh-level intermediate level, and such a pulse spirit could actually incinerate an eighth-level pulse spirit with one blow.
, this can already explain some problems.
"Tsk, tsk, not bad, really good!"
In contrast to Xu Huang's anger, Xia Yong's eyes suddenly emitted a ray of light. This ray of light contained rich greed.
Xia Yong, who had originally made up his mind to kill Yun Xiao after the Spirit Fighting Conference and then take Yun Xiao's three vein spirits as his own, did not feel at all unhappy about the tree spirit being burned at this moment.
On the contrary, I became more and more excited.
The stronger Yun Xiao's pulse spirit is, the higher Xia Yong's combat power will be after he gets it. A pulse spirit that can explode with such power in the hands of an early Qi-seeking realm cultivator falls into his own hands.
What kind of fate is it?
Moreover, it is still a contracted pulse spirit. Xia Yong has reason to believe that as long as he gets it, he will be able to raise the strength of the contracted pulse spirit to the same level as himself in a very short period of time. By then, the combat power will undoubtedly be even more amazing.
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…………
Beep! Beep!
The eye-popping flame feast finally came to an end. When the heat above the arena gradually became weaker, the branches and leaves of the tree spirits had been burned completely, and then the thick tree trunk also slowly
It slowly turned into charcoal and collapsed to the ground.
As a result, the giant tree that had towering branches and leaves just now no longer existed. At the same time, the branches that had previously wrapped Yunxiao were burned.
A young man in rough clothes emerged from the flames. Everyone was a little surprised to find that not only did the young man in rough clothes look as usual, but it seemed that even the corners of his clothes were not affected at all. This scene was really heart-breaking.
The ground above the arena was full of ashes and coke, indicating the final result of this spirit fighting conference. It was originally thought to be a battle between dragons and tigers, but it ended in such a way that many people were disappointed.
I still haven't come back to my senses yet.
"You lose!"
Yun Xiao didn't have as many thoughts as the spectators. When he saw him raising his head and staring at Peng Muxin, whose face was extremely pale and still unwilling to believe the facts in front of him, he let out a soft voice.
"I...lost?"
Although Yun Xiao's voice was extremely soft, to Peng Musin's ears, it was as loud as thunder on a sunny day, and it finally brought him back from his daze.
"Pfft!"
The serious weakness in his body seemed to be late. Now Peng Musin could no longer hold on. The pulse spirit he had worked so hard to refine was burned alive. Even he, a strong man in the Yuan Seeking Realm, could not bear it.
Chachacha...
When Peng Muxin spurted out a mouthful of blood, the boy in rough clothes on the stage moved his feet, and then stepped on the ashes to reach the location where the trunk of the tree spirit was just now.
"Huh? What is that?"
Everyone stared blankly at Yun Xiao's movements. It wasn't until he took out a green crystal object from the ashes on the ground that they couldn't help but ask in surprise.
"The Pulse Demon has a demon elixir, and the alien spirit has a spiritual crystal. It seems that that thing must be the spiritual crystal of the tree spirit alien spirit!"
Some well-informed people pondered the explanation, especially when they thought about the situation when Yun Xiao got the Fire Spirit Crystal yesterday, they did not have the slightest doubt. At that moment, they couldn't help feeling that this young man had gained a lot from this spirit fighting conference.
There were many people present who sensed the details of the tree spirit vein spirit, and the Thunder Spirit Crystal that Xu Huang took out earlier was only a seventh-level high-level one.
In this way, wouldn't it mean that before Yun Xiao won the championship of this year's Dou Ling Conference, he had already received a fire spirit crystal that was comparable to the championship reward, and a half-step eighth-level that was even more precious than the championship reward.
Wood Spirit Crystal?
Others worked so hard that they couldn't even touch the shadow of the championship reward, but this young man was winning consecutive battles. When he faced some cultivators at the peak of Qi-seeking realm, he was also overwhelmed. In this spirit fighting conference, what else is there?
Who is the opponent of the boy in rough clothes?
"No! That's my spiritual crystal, you can't take it away!"
However, just when everyone thought that the half-step eighth-level Wood Spirit Crystal was about to fall into Yun Xiao's hands, Peng Muxin, who spit out a mouthful of blood, finally woke up from the special state of failure, and immediately let out an unwilling cry.
Roaring in anger.
Whoosh!
As soon as the roar fell, Peng Muxin's whole body rushed towards the young man in rough clothes. When everyone felt the majestic aura erupting from Peng Muxin's body, they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
"Early stage of Seeking Yuan Realm?!" (To be continued)