Boom...

A purple flame swimming dragon condensed out.

The winds around him kept coming.

Xiao Yi was not interested in constantly swinging the Leng Yan Sword to resist, so he simply condensed the Amethyst Spirit Flame and blocked the surroundings.

It's just the valley floor here.

The level of the winds was far less severe than those that were increasing as they rose.

This level of Gangfeng can be resisted by just the Amethyst Spirit Flame.

"Whew. Xiao Yi took a deep breath.

Subsequently, sit down casually.

He shook his head and sighed.

When he was constantly rising in the sky, he could not care about those stronger winds.

But when he almost reached the top of the valley, the monstrous storm was no match for him.

In his perception, that monstrous storm far exceeded his level, and was not even weaker than the full force of a martial arts powerhouse.

He was able to escape from the hands of a martial arts powerhouse.

But it doesn't mean that he can rush out of the way of a martial arts power.

What is the difference between the monstrous storm at the top of the valley now and that of a martial arts power?

No, it should be said that there is a difference.

That is, this monstrous storm is stronger than the power of martial arts.

When he tried to break out of the top of the strand just now, that feeling of powerlessness was even more difficult to break out of than if he was in the martial arts strangulation power of the Great Elder of the Northern Yin Sect.

In other words, the gap between him and that monstrous storm is too great.

It is simply impossible to force it out.

In addition, he did not believe that this prison-like valley was part of the inheritance assessment.

After all, he was forcibly bombarded here because of the hostility of the Land of Inheritance.

In other words, he was trapped here, it should have been an accident, an accident caused by the 'Divine Sword'.

In the next inheritance assessment, he should not be able to participate.

All he could do was wait.

He remembered that the Lord of Chengfeng Hall had said that he only had one month.

After January, the Lord of the Wind Hall will once again open this land of inheritance.

can only wait until then, when the Lord of the Chengfeng Hall comes to rescue him.

"Whew. Xiao Yi took another deep breath.

He had no choice but to sit down and wait now, using the Amethyst Spirit Flame to resist the incoming Gangfeng.

As far as he knew, the land of inheritance could not be opened when it was idle.

After opening, it is also abnormal and even, and it is not possible to go out of the pool.

This month, it is estimated that no one has come here.

Xiao Yi shook his head, sensing his Qiankun ring.

In the Qiankun ring, there are many heavy treasures.

He was looking to see if there could be a heavy treasure in the Qiankun Ring to help him escape.

Although the chances are almost slim, being idle is also idle.

Xiao Yi's gaze was first placed on the Divine Sword.

After all, the Divine Sword was the 'culprit', and he was naturally the first to notice it.

Sou...

The sword of the god slayer appeared in his hand out of thin air.

"You've made me miserable. Xiao Yi looked helplessly at the sword in his hand.

Thinking about it, since he obtained the Divine Sword in the Wind Floc Secret Realm, he hadn't taken a serious look at this sword.

Because in his first understanding of the Divine Sword before, this sword was not very powerful.

At this moment, if you look closely, the whole sword is black.

The blade of the sword is not opened, and the tip of the sword is unfavorable.

There are not too many peculiarities in the whole sword.

If it is used in combat, this bladeless will not be of any help at all.

The only effect may be to restrain the soul power.

This effect was known by Xiao Yi from the secret realm of the wind and the floc.

However, the profession of soul master is already scarce.

As far as the opponents he met so far, almost none of them were soul masters.

However, there are some martial artists and soul cultivators, who have soul master methods, but he has encountered them.

But it's just a part-time practice, and at most it will be effective.

Therefore, he has never taken out this god-killing sword.

"Forget it. Xiao Yi shook his head, "If you are fated to meet you, you can't be thrown away." ”

With that, Xiao Yat withdrew the Divine Sword.

Even if he can't get out of here, it's just a big deal that he fails the assessment, and it's not a big deal.

Then, his eyes continued to look at the heavy treasure in the Qiankun ring.

"Eight Dragons Incinerator?" Xiao Yi frowned.

In fact, the Eight Dragons Incinerator, he may not have used it for a long time.

This fire attribute first treasure was given by Yi Lao.

However, most of the time, Xiao Yat is only used to refine medicine.

It was really the eight seals on the Eight Dragons Incinerator, and he was helpless so far.

I still remember that when he was in the Eastern Regions, he unlocked the first seal.

As soon as the seal was lifted, the terrifying fire attribute power razed the surrounding Baili to the ground, and even the extreme cold ice of Jian Ji's predecessor could not resist a single bit.

But since that time, the second seal, with his current strength, is still helpless.

Therefore, he has never taken it out and used it.

"Heavenly Abacus?" Xiao Yi frowned again, and denied it again.

This is the supreme treasure of the formation, and the storm at the top of the valley is obviously some kind of prohibition, not a formation.

After a while, Xiao Yi shook his head helplessly.

In the Qiankun Ring, there seems to be nothing that can help him escape.

Suddenly...

Xiao Yi's gaze was fixed on an inconspicuous corner of the Qiankun Ring.

There, one thing, shaking.

"Wind Holy Pot?" Xiao Yi looked puzzled.

I have the impression that he may not have used the Wind Sacred Pot for a long time.

It's just a low-grade hallows artifact.

As his strength soared, the Wind Saint Pot had long been useless.

Sou...

The light in Xiao Yi's hand flashed, and the Wind Saint Pot appeared out of thin air.

Sou...

Almost the moment the Wind Saint Pot appeared, a white shadow shot out.

Bai Ying stood in front of Xiao Yi, with a pair of empty eyes, looking directly at Xiao Yi.

A hideous and terrifying face was reflected in Xiao Yi's eyes.

But Xiao Yat didn't care, and he wasn't even scared.

Because he could feel a sense of kindness from this face.

I can feel a touch of closeness from those empty eyes.

"The hosts. ”

Yes, the white shadow that came out was the fog demon.

In the mouth of the fog demon, he clumsily and muttered the word 'master'.

"Huh. Xiao Yi smiled faintly.

"In the past two years, I've been running around, running around, and I've never been idle, but I forgot about you. ”

Originally, Xiao Yi thought that he would be cumin in the future and break into the Middle Domain.

But now that he remembered it, he still had a fog demon.

The fog demon, although it is a monster, also has intelligence.

Although the spirit is weak, the formed body is not even, so the face is hideous, and the eyes are empty and terrifying.

However, its feelings for it are simpler and more real than anyone else.

"The hosts. The fog demon still clumsied awkwardly.

"Alright. Xiao Yi smiled, "In the future, I will hang the Wind Holy Pot on my body, and I will let you out more." ”

"Thank you... Master. The fog demon said vaguely, but the meaning was clear.

"Huh. Xiao Yi smiled and glanced at the blood-colored scythe in the mist demon's hand.

"This scythe is too weak now, I'll give you another one. ”

This blood-colored scythe is just a weapon left and right by the sub-holy weapon.

Over the years, Xiao Yi has wandered around, but he has also gained a lot of loot.

There are no weapons that are too strong, but there are still quite a few low-grade holy weapons and the like.

The fog demon shook his head, and then, with empty eyes, looked at the surrounding Gangfeng.

"Lord... Master, I want..."

"Whatever you want, whatever you want. Xiao Yi took out a low-grade holy weapon from the Qiankun Ring and planned to change a weapon for the fog demon.

But he didn't pay attention to the fog demon's gaze.

The fog demon got Xiao Yat's permission, whoosh... The ghostly figure instantly crossed the Purple Flame Dragon and came to the place where the wind was attacking outside.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi reacted instantly.

"Absorbing the power of the surrounding Gangfeng?"

"By the way, there is still a wind brake in the Wind Sacred Pot. ”

"Out. ”

Xiao Yi let out a low snort and sacrificed the Wind Holy Pot.

The power of the surrounding Gangfeng was instantly absorbed at an extremely fast speed.

Not only is the Mist Demon absorbing, but the Wind Holy Pot is also absorbing.

"Heh, since it's hard to come here, you can't go home empty-handed. ”

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