Heavenly God Mnemonic

In the thirty years on Earth, and the five years in the sky star field, the enemy has always been like a yoke and a double-edged sword, intertwined between love and hate, and there is no sense of identity. .

Until this moment, Qiancheng Jue's will was dissipated, and Ziyan and the Sun, Moon and Star Wheel were completely left to him, and the fusion of martial arts gradually merged into his soul.

The purple fire at the center of his eyebrows constantly exudes warm and moist power, flowing all over the body.

And Yang Qingxuan was entering concentration, as if he had entered the Zhoutian universe, watching the sun, moon and stars, and glimpsing the past and present.

It was a strange situation, with no joy or sorrow, no self, nothing, no form, it was like being completely integrated into the world of Zhou Tian, ​​completely devoid of one's own existence.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Qingxuan opened his eyes lightly and came out of that state.

The purple light flashed in his eyes, and he returned to normal.

The mark of the secret in his hand changed, sinking the mark of an enemy in the world, and then slightly closed his eyes to sense the Supreme Profound Sword Tomb.

He only felt that there was a sword tomb in the ethereal part of the soul, and he blended the divine consciousness into the martial soul a little bit, and soon saw the world of the sword tomb, but it was completely desolate, without the previous grandeur.

It can be seen that by the demon emperor, the damage was extremely serious.

Yang Qingxuan moved his mind, opened his eyes, and grabbed the air with his right hand. A little bit of sword energy slowly condensed in his palm, and it continued to grow larger, turning out the Nanming Li Fire Sword.

The fire patterns on the sword flowed, and the unicorn reflected on it, and the spirit was vivid.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief and showed a knowing smile.

As long as the sword is okay, it proves that the Supreme Profound Sword Tomb is okay.

Yang Qingxuan looked at the sword carefully, a little bit of white flames dispersed, and he couldn't help but think of what Mo Ting said, the five origins of fire, he has mastered the purple flames, if he can get the five phoenixes in one, he can give birth to red flame.

He has the real fire of Qingluan, the fire of the fire-controlling beast, the unicorn, and several weird variants of fire, which form the current pan-white real fire.

He couldn't help but raised his head and looked at Ad and Fu.

The other two had already finished their practice and breath adjustment, their injuries recovered seven or eighty-eight, and they sensed Yang Qingxuan's gaze together, and both stared in surprise.

Ade was surprised: "God, you broke through again?!"

Yang Qingxuan was stunned, only to realize that his cultivation level had actually rushed to the late Xiaotian stage without knowing it.

He himself was taken aback, after all, he had only stepped into the middle stage of the small heaven.

I hurriedly checked his body and found that it was indeed the late stage of Xiaotian. Moreover, the physical realm is also the late stage of reality, and it is very stable.

Ade smiled bitterly: "If it weren't for being with you for a long time, I'm used to it, I'm afraid I'm already inferior to despair."

Yang Qingxuan said: "Mr. Ade joked."

Both Ade and Fu set their eyes on the sword in his hand, feeling the white flame above. Both of them were cultivating fire-type supernatural powers, and they were shocked by the fire pattern on the sword that caused Zhen Yuan.

Yang Qingxuan's heart moved and said sincerely: "The fire on my sword has condensed Qingluan, Qilin, and several rare demon fires, and it has turned into this state. If other fires can join in, we can go further. Evolution. Both of them are people with sacred fire. I don’t know if I’m willing to help. I will definitely pay equal rewards and I will never let them suffer.”

"Haha." Adelaide laughed suddenly, then lowered his face and said: "Real fire is really important to both of me. But we are born and die, what is it in comparison? If you were so polite, I would turn my face and leave."

Fu also kept nodding, and said: "It's just a little bit of real fire, and it won't take long to cultivate back."

She spoke lightly, but everyone knows that true fire is the fire of natal life. If you lose a little, it will be difficult to recover for three to five years.

Yang Qingxuan was moved in his heart and clasped his fist, saying, "Mr. Ade said so, then I won't be hypocritical."

Ade nodded his head and turned into a real body.

Fu Ye raised his hand to pinch the tactics, and a huge Suzaku shadow appeared behind him.

Two real fires, one white and one red, spit out from the mouths of the two beasts, and one fell on the Nanming Lihuo Sword.

"Boom!" With a sound, the originally stable fire pattern suddenly burst, causing extremely strong fluctuations, and the entire space was a hundred miles in radius, and the temperature suddenly increased.

The unicorn roared from within the sword, which seemed extremely excited.

In the void on the sword, three kinds of flames chase each other, transforming into a ring.

Ade and Fu also looked at the three sparks in surprise, felt the power of this powerful fire pattern, and experienced the rules in detail.

Yang Qingxuan kept hitting the tactics, branding them on three sparks.

The whole process lasted several hours before the three flames gradually merged and turned into a reddish monster fire.

As soon as the fire broke out, the whole space was bright, and everyone felt the tremendous pressure inexplicably.

Especially Ade and Fu, there is a kind of fear from the soul, it seems that they want to surrender under the prosperous fire, and crouch.

Fortunately, as soon as this flame appeared, he was drawn by Yang Qingxuan's tactics and returned directly to the sword.

"Zheng!"

The entire Nanming Lihuo Sword made a huge trembling sound, constantly shaking out thousands of red sword lights, shining the world.

Yang Qingxuan hurriedly pinched the tactics, and gradually the sword mark of the Taixuan Sword Tomb appeared on the center of his eyebrows, and then suppressed the Nanming Li Fire Sword, slowly converging its brilliance, and returning to the normal sword body.

After a radius of a hundred miles, the normal temperature was restored.

Ade swallowed hard and trembled: "Fused?"

Yang Qingxuan was already soaked in sweat, his face was pale due to loss of strength, and he nodded lightly, saying: "It has been initially merged, but it will continue to refining, otherwise it is very likely to fall apart. After all, the true fire of the Suzaku and the true fire are both It's not a normal thing. And as the level of the flame increases, the difficulty of fusion becomes more difficult."

He glanced at the Qilin in the sword, and seemed to fall asleep. He knew that Qilin could not bear this terrible flame and fell into a coma. As long as it can survive, it can almost be reborn as a sword spirit.

Although the real fire of the five phoenixes is one, the red flame can be transformed.

But now there are Qingluan, Grenada, and the Suzaku and Qilin that are not weaker than the Five Phoenixes, plus other miscellaneous fires, they are also rare things.

It was not far from the real Chi Yan now.

Yang Qingxuan clasped his fist and said, "Thank you for your completion."

Ade angrily said: "You are here again. In this flame fusion, the two of me have also benefited a lot. The comprehension of the rules of fire has reached a new height. If we can go further in the future, we must benefit from it. See details this time."

Fu also couldn't help nodding.

Yang Qingxuan smiled slightly and said, "That's good."

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on his face immediately condensed, he suddenly turned his head, looked not far away, and shouted: "Who?!"