68 Fireball, the seal of the Royal Wind is completed
When Wu Rong heard that Ye Chen also decided to stay in the porcupine forest, a look of disdain appeared on Wu Rong's thin face.
'My Wu family has more than ten monks, owns dozens of spiritual fields, and runs a spiritual valley shop business in the fairy city. Not counting the monks of the Wu family, they are just the low-level immortal cultivators employed by the Wu family.
There are no less than dozens of warriors.'
'Although it is not as powerful as those great immortal cultivator families, it is definitely not comparable to ordinary monks.'
'Among this group of dozens of Qi Refining Stage monks, only Yuan Hong, a descendant of the Yuan family, is qualified to be my opponent. The Yuan family has been engaged in alchemy for generations and runs a medium-sized elixir workshop.
The family's human and financial resources are almost as good as those of my Wu family.'
'This person named Ye is just a small casual cultivator with no family roots. Even if he is a second-level cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, what qualifications do he have to compare with the two of us?! Treating him as an opponent will only lower his status.'
Wu Rong thought in his mind, snorted softly, and said loudly to Yuan Hong, "Yuan Hong, how about you and I compete in killing a demon porcupine to see who can kill a first-class demon porcupine first?!
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"Okay! The adult demon porcupine has the strength of the third level of Qi refining stage, so it is extremely difficult to kill. But it is precisely because of this that it is exciting enough to kill. Let us compete and see who can be the first within a month.
Kill the first demon porcupine."
Yuan Hong said calmly.
The two of them were talking and did not include Ye Chen in the competition to hunt the demon porcupine.
Ye Chen had no expression on his face, belted his spiritual knife, and turned around without saying a word to go to the porcupine forest alone to find a suitable place to practice.
Wu Rong held the reins of the flaming horse, glanced at Ye Chen's departing back, and said scornfully, "He is wise enough to know that he is not worthy of being with you and me! A civilian casual cultivator on the second level of the Qi Refining Stage, also
He actually dares to stand shoulder to shoulder with you and me without considering his status! If he dares to take advantage of Yun Xin, I will deal with him severely and let him know his weight!"
"You and I, no matter who wins or loses in the end, we are both convinced. What can he use to fight with you and me? Ignore him and go kill the demon porcupine."
Yuan Hongshen nodded in agreement.
The two young masters from the Immortal Cultivation Family in Immortal City headed towards the Demonic Porcupine Forest separately.
The area on the edge of the Porcupine Forest and Sunset Field is a relatively safe place.
Ye Chen silently mobilized his magic power, threw out a fireball, and blasted it towards the open space in front of him. After releasing dozens of small fireballs in one breath, his magic power was almost exhausted. "There should be a small amount of residual magic power in the body.
Squeeze them out and release the last fireball!"
Ye Chen desperately squeezed out the very small amount of mana remaining in the meridians in his body, his body trembled slightly, and gathered all the mana together, condensing the last small fireball on the top of his palm.
boom!
Ye Chen fired his last fireball and was finally exhausted. He fell down on the grass and began to meditate, taking a sip of low-level Chen Sang Ling wine.
Chensang wine moistened his large and small meridians, and the depleted mana in the meridians gradually emerged. This kind of practice was of great help in expanding the capacity of mana.
A small bottle of Chen Sang Ling Liquor costs three spirit stones in the fairy city, but it is only enough for a monk on the first level of the Qi Refining Stage to use for just one hour, and it can be used sparingly. Ye Chen can brew it himself in the brewing pavilion of the Immortal Mansion.
, more than half cheaper.
However, even if he could brew it himself, with Ye Chen's crazy consumption of mana, the amount of spiritual wine consumed every day was quite astonishing, exceeding more than ten spiritual stones.
In Tianwu Xianyuan City, very few monks in the Qi Refining Period dare to consume precious spiritual wine to practice spells like this. They usually only use spiritual stones to restore mana, and spiritual wine will only be used to restore mana in emergencies.
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After his mana was fully restored, Ye Chen immediately jumped up and started practicing the fireball technique again.
Ye Chen had no intention of paying attention to what Wu Rong and Yuan Hong were thinking.
He had no intention of hunting demon porcupines with these two from the beginning. He stayed near the porcupine forest just to facilitate his cultivation.
"Cultivation of soul, practice of magic!"
This was Ye Chen's only thought. The strong pressure from National Master Zheng Yuan, an eighth-level monk in the Qi Refining Stage, forced him not to relax for a moment.
Time passes day by day while cultivating like this.
Three days later.
"All ninety runes of the Fireball Seal finally light up!"
Ye Chen's spiritual consciousness scanned the fireball seal next to Yuanshen and carefully looked at all the runes. A light flashed in his eyes and he revealed a happy smile.
call!
Ye Chen raised his hand, and a plump and round fireball appeared above his palm. This fireball, originally the size of an egg, had grown to the size of an adult's palm, and its power was many times greater.
He pushed forward with one hand, and the fireball flew out.
boom!
The hard trunk of a giant tree in front was blown to pieces and burned fiercely. The giant tree collapsed and was burned to ashes in the flames.
"The explosion power is almost a thousand kilograms, plus the burning damage of fire-type flames, with a range of three feet. This is the ultimate power of the small fireball! The runes in the fireball seal are all bright, and the power cannot be increased."
Ye Chen quickly estimated the power of the small fireball at this moment.
To be honest, the power of a small fireball is almost the same as the sixth whirlwind move of "Tiger Leap Sword Technique". They are both range attacks. However, the small fireball also has a terrifying flame burning, and the range is wider.
The most important thing is that monks in the Qi refining stage can use small fireballs to attack enemies ten feet away from a distance. This advantage is completely unmatched by the warrior's sword energy and sword energy.
If such a fireball hits, any warrior at the national level will have to lie down.
"Next is wind control!"
Ye Chen was running wildly against the wind in a small forest.
An extremely fast figure almost turned into a gust of wind, an elusive shadow. For an hour or two, sweat drops almost soaked through his clothes. Waves of intense fatigue came over him, and his body seemed to have reached the limit it could bear.
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Ye Chen gritted his teeth, enduring the tremors of every inch of his muscles.
A few days later.
"Wind Control Seal, 60%!"
"Seventy out of ten!"
"Ninety out of ten!"
"One hundredth! More than a hundred runes of the Wind Control Seal are all lit up!"
Ye Chen scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and was surprised to find that every rune of the Yufeng Seal was emitting a brilliant red light.
"Wind control, the ultimate sprint speed, sprinting ten feet away in the blink of an eye. It can float several feet in the air for a relatively short period of time."
Ye Chen rushed against the wind, feeling the astonishing speed, and the shadows of the trees on both sides flashed by quickly.