World Wide Martial Art

"Boy, why are you acting like this?"

"Don't forget the Purple Evil Fire. It is the accompanying flame of the Red Lotus Fire. It is an extremely rare catalytic material in the world. Situ Reading 520 Official Website

Of course, don't blame me for not telling you until now. After all, the Zisha Xuanhuo has not been completely refined yet, so there are some risks in using it. "

"But... at this time, no matter how dangerous it is, you have to try it, don't you think so?"

Yuan Ling said inscrutably.

"Yeah……"

"Tell me, how exactly should it be used?"

Ye Feng felt happy, old guy Yuan Lai had already planned it.

"Mix the Purple Evil Mysterious Fire into the spiritual power and blend it into all the materials...you should first extract the Yuan Power."

As the words fell, Ye Feng opened his eyes, picked up the material with a wave of his hand, and immediately used his mental power to quickly remove the impurities.

"Hmph, why 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 time they inscribed the inscription, both of them were at their peak, but by this second time, their mental power had been greatly depleted. This second "Tai Qing Jinhua Liquid" , even he didn’t have much confidence.

Now Qing Zhenyi just wants to be successful. As for quality, it doesn't matter if he lowers it to another level.

He concluded that Ye Feng could not inscribe a third-level inscription at the mid-level level.

With the previous experience, Ye Feng was much faster at removing impurities. After he put down all worries, he became more and more comfortable in handling materials, and his movements were smooth and smooth, more than twice as good as before.

boom!

When all the impurities were removed, Ye Feng didn't stop at all, and his mental power exploded directly.

A few rays of particularly green light disappeared in an instant as they pierced the bark of the ancient tree, striking hard at the oncoming avenue rules.

The two collided, making a dull explosion. Although the ancient tree bark expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, it was quickly crushed down again.

However, Ye Feng's violent behavior made the senior inscription masters in the distance shake their heads.

When making inscriptions, be sure to remain cautious and pay attention to any details. This kid is spending a lot of money. Is it possible that he knows that he has no hope of success, his mentality is broken, and he chooses to break the pot?

As for the location of everyone at the Sweeping Gate, Yuan Ningzhen, Wang Yuwei and others clenched their fists nervously, not even daring to blink.

Stab...

A harsh sound came out, and Ye Feng's mental power streaked across the bark of the tree. Although his movements were wild and rough, relying on the strength of his own mental power, there was no problem.

While he was engraving the lines in a bold way, Qing Zhenyi had reached a critical moment.

The second inscription he carved is about to reach its final stage.

However, the continuous consumption of a large amount of mental energy, even with the dual blessing of inscriptions and spiritual pens, was too much for him. His two palms were trembling slightly, and large drops of cold sweat fell down his forehead.

The mental gap between the two sides is undoubtedly reflected.

"Bah!"

After a brief pause, Qing Zhenyi shook his hands violently, pressing all the remaining spiritual power in the divine sea on the bark of the ancient tree, and finally completed the final finishing work in front of him.

When the inscription pen broke away from the bark of the ancient tree, he was panting and seemed to be in a state of exhaustion.

"I...succeeded??"

Looking at the inscription that once again shone brightly in front of him, Qing Zhenyi couldn't help but be happy.

This is the "Tai Qing Jin Hua Liquid". Many senior masters can only maintain a success rate of about two or three levels, but I succeeded twice in a row, both times, which is simply unbelievable.

"Senior Brother Qing succeeded."

"Senior Brother Qing is mighty..."

The group of Luowang disciples cheering for Qing Zhenyi suddenly burst into cheers.

Different from the behavior of the disciples on the four sides, the several inscription masters on the top of the mountain looked at each other and sighed deeply.

Judging from the spiritual light, Qing Zhenyi inscribed the second "Tai Qing Jin Hua Ye", which was not of level three at all. However, as a mental power inscription, its value was higher than that of ordinary second-level inscriptions, but it was not. It is difficult to recoup the material cost of fifteen million spirit stones.

As a fourth-level inscription master, using third-level inscription materials to inscribe a second-level inscription is really not worthy of such joy.

…

As Qing Zhenyi's inscription ended, all the eyes below the martial arts stage fell on Ye Feng beside him.

Who wins and who loses depends on his final operation.

At this moment, Ye Feng had just carved out the lines and was staring at the six materials in front of him.

With his mental intensity, at this moment, the divine sea also sensed a touch of fatigue. He raised his mind to the limit. After cutting off all information from the outside world, Ye Feng whispered in his heart: "Yuan Ling, let's start."

"Well, with your current mental control power, you can barely activate the Zisha Xuanhuo."

"But... you have to use it sparingly. Once it is used as a catalytic material, the Xuanhuo Origin will be used less for every point it is used. If you hadn't made a big enough bet, this Yuanling would not be willing to let you waste it like this. "

There was a bit of sadness in Yuan Ling's tone.

Ye Feng nodded solemnly and thought to himself: It's not you, the old guy, who encouraged me to say that I could win...

But it was superfluous to say anything at this time. His eyes focused on the Purple Evil Mysterious Fire in his dantian, and then he mobilized his Yuanli and gently induced it.

Wow!

A leaping purple flame separated from it after a short jump, was wrapped in Yuanli and shot out, floating in front of Ye Feng's forehead.

The temperature on the martial arts stage suddenly rose rapidly. At the same time, many warriors close to the stands felt a "buzz" in their minds, and their minds seemed to be losing control, and they couldn't help but stir up.

"Zisha Xuanhuo!"

"Damn it, how come this kid... has the Purple Evil Fire? Did he activate that thing in the Sutra Dojo?"

Different from the onlookers who didn't know what was going on, the several inscription masters in the distance all looked surprised and stared at the jumping flames with great seriousness.

Especially Elder He, who was guarding the Bajiao Linglong Pavilion, had a hint of murderous intent in his expression.

"No, it's not the purple fire flame in the Sutra Dojo, but it has a strong smell of sea water. Well, I heard from Tianlan that this kid also has the identity of the Prince Consort of the Water Tribe."

"The Purple Evil Mysterious Fire he possesses should come from the depths of the seabed in the Aolai Sea..."

After observing carefully for a while, Elder He just shook his head, and the murderous intention that filled the air gradually faded away.

He could tell the difference.

If Ye Feng steals the Purple Evil Mysterious Fire from the Bajiao Linglong Pavilion, no matter what his background is or what his talent for inscriptions is, as the elder who guards the pavilion, Elder He must take matters into his own hands and capture Ye Feng first.

Elder He's words made several inscription masters nearby reveal a trace of unabashed envy.

For inscription masters of their status, Zisha Xuanhuo... is definitely the most coveted treasure. Although the Yuan Sect of Heaven and Earth possesses this flame, it is a forbidden thing shared by the two sects. Not to mention them, even Mr. Nie cannot use a trace of it...