"Don't forget the purple evil mysterious fire, which is the accompanying flame of the red lotus karma fire. It is an extremely rare catalytic material in the world. Of course, don't blame me for telling you until now, after all, the purple evil mysterious fire
It has not been completely refined, so there are some risks when used."
"But... at this moment, no matter how dangerous it is, you have to try it out. Are you right?"
Yuan Ling said incredibly.
“Yes, yes…”
"You said, how should I use it?"
Ye Feng was delighted that Old Man Yuanlai had already planned it.
"Mix the purple evil mysterious fire in the mental power and blend it into all materials... You can extract the Yuan power first."
As he finished speaking, Ye Feng opened his eyes, waved his palm and picked up the materials, and then he quickly poked out his mental power and began to quickly remove impurities in it.
"Hmph, don't you give up? The trapped beast is still fighting, this time you will die even more miserably..."
Seeing Ye Feng regaining his morale, Qing Zhenyi sneered. The first inscription was inscribed, both of them were at the peak, but when this second time, their mental power was greatly damaged. This second "Taiqing Jinhua Liquid"
, he was not sure.
Qing Zhenyi now only wants to be successful. As for quality, it doesn’t matter if it is reduced to another level.
He concluded that Ye Feng could not engrave a middle-grade third-level inscription.
With the previous experience, Ye Feng's speed of eliminating impurities was much faster. After he put down all his concerns, the material processing became more and more convenient, and his movements were like flowing, which was more than doubled compared to before.
boom!
When all the impurities were removed, Ye Feng did not stop at all, and his mental power directly exploded and his pressure fell.
Several particularly green lights flashed through the bark of the ancient tree, and bombarded hard on the oncoming rules of the road.
The two collided and made a dull explosion. Although the ancient bark swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, it was quickly pressed down again.
However, Ye Feng's irritable behavior made the senior inscription masters shook their heads when they looked away.
When inscriptions, be sure to keep a cautious attitude and be careful in any details. But this kid is too busy. Could it be that he knows that he has no hope of success and his mentality has collapsed and he chose to give up?
As for the location of the people in the sweeping door, Yuan Ningzhen, Wang Yuwei and others clenched their fists nervously, and they didn't even dare to blink their eyes.
Thorn...
The harsh sound came out, and Ye Feng's mental power passed through the bark. Although his movements were wild and rough, relying on his own strength, no problems occurred.
As he was making drastic moves, Qing Zhenyi had reached a critical moment.
The second inscription he engraved is about to come to its end.
However, he consumed a lot of mental energy continuously, even with the double blessing of the inscription and the spiritual pen, he could no longer bear it. His palms trembled slightly, and there was a large drop of cold sweat on his forehead slid down.
The mental gap between the two sides is undoubtedly reflected.
"Hao!"
After a brief pause, Qing Zhenyi held his hands suddenly, and the only spiritual power left in the sea of divine pressed on the ancient tree bark, and finally completed the final work in front of him.
When the inscription spiritual pen broke away from the ancient bark, he was panting, as if he was in a state of exhaustion.
“I…successful??”
Looking at the inscription that shone brightly inspiring again in front of him, Qing Zhenyi couldn't help but be happy.
This is "Taiqing Jinhua Liquid". The success rate of many senior masters can only be maintained at about two or three levels. However, they succeeded twice in a row, which is incredible.
"Senior Brother Qing succeeded."
"Senior Brother Qing is mighty..."
The Luowang disciples who cheered Qing Zhenyi immediately cheered up.
Unlike the disciples on all sides, the several inscription masters on the mountain sighed heavily after looking at each other.
Inferred from the light of spirit, Qing Zhenyi engraved this second "Taiqing Jinhua Liquid", which was not of level 3 at all. However, as a spiritual inscription, its value is slightly higher than that of an ordinary second-level inscription.
It is difficult to pay back the material fee of 15 million spirit stones.
As a fourth-grade inscription master, it is really not worthy of such joy to inscribe a second-level inscription using third-level inscription materials.
...
As Qing Zhenyi's inscription ended, all the eyes below the martial arts arena fell on Ye Feng next to him.
Whoever wins and loses depends on his final operation.
Ye Feng had just engraved the patterns at this moment, and his eyes were staring at the six materials in front of him.
With his spiritual strength, at this moment, he felt a faint fatigue in the sea of divineness, lifted his mind to the limit and isolated all the information from the outside world, Ye Feng whispered in his heart: "Yuan Ling, let's start."
"Well, with your current mental control, you can barely activate the Zisha Xuanhuo."
"But... you have to save some use. Once used as a catalytic material, the origin of Xuanhuo will use one point to lose one point. If it weren't for the big bet you threw down, Benyuan Ling wouldn't be willing to let you waste it like this.
”
Yuan Ling's tone was filled with a bit of pain.
Ye Feng nodded heavily and thought to himself: It’s not that you, the old guy, encouraged me, and said you can win...
However, everything he said was unnecessary at this time. His eyes focused on the purple evil and mysterious fire in the dantian, and then he hooked the Yuan power and gently attracted it.
Hurry!
A jumping purple flame split out after a brief jump, and was wrapped in Yuanli and shot out, suspended in front of Ye Feng's forehead.
The temperature on the martial arts stage suddenly rose rapidly. At the same time, many warriors approaching the stands felt a "buzzing" sound in their minds, and their minds were involuntarily stirred up as if they were about to lose control.
"Zisha Xuanhuo!"
"Damn it, this kid...how did he possess the Zisha Xuanhuo? Has he triggered that thing in the Sutra Dharma Hall?"
Unlike those onlookers who were unknown, several masters of inscriptions in the distance looked surprised and stared at the jumping flames with extreme seriousness.
Especially Elder He who guarded the Octagonal Linglong Pavilion showed a hint of murderous intent in his expression.
"No, it is not the purple fire flames in the Dharma Temple, but the strong smell of sea water. Well, Tian Lan said that this kid has the identity of a prince consort of the water clan."
"The purple evil mysterious fire he has should come from the depths of the seabed in Aolai Sea..."
After concentrating on his mind and observing for a while, Elder He shook his head and the murderous intent gradually faded away.
He distinguished the difference between the two.
If Ye Feng had stole the purple evil mysterious fire from the Octagonal Linglong Pavilion, no matter what his identity and background or inscription talent this kid had, as the elder of the pavilion, Elder He had to do his job in business and take down Ye Feng.
Elder He's words made the inscription masters next to him reveal an unconcealed envy.
For the inscription master with their identity, Zisha Xuanhuo... is definitely the treasure I dream of. Although the Yuan Sect of Heaven and Earth has this flame, it is a prohibited item shared by the two sects. Not to mention them, Lian Nie Lao