Chapter 1362: Battle of Flaming Island

Chapter 1363: Battle of Flaming Island

"I too... can't wait."

Izanami clenched her fists, her pupils twinkling with spirits.

Izanami, Izanami, and Nine-tailed demon fox are all figures in the mythology of Sang Kingdom. It is rumored that in Gao Tianyuan, Izanami and Izanami created human beings, but these are all myths. .

These two were just monks in the Golden Core Stage. As for the myths, they were just fabricated to deceive the world.

Ow~

The nine-tailed monster fox crawling in the center of the palace let out a low roar.

"It seems you can't wait to leave here?"

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Yixian's mouth.

"In the past hundreds of years, I have spent countless energy and treasures to set up the next four major formations. These four major formations and the four spiritual veins of Sang Country, as long as you draw the power from the spiritual veins, you will be able to break free from here. Freedom is regained by the shackles of the world."

Izanami said lightly.

Around the palace, indeed, four exquisite and mysterious formations have been arranged, located in four directions, southeast, northwest, and each of them emits a different color of energy light.

"Qing Ming, get ready to start."

Izanami ordered.

"Yes, sir." Qingming nodded, and immediately sat down on the spot, holding the seal in his hand, and a surging aura revealed all over his body.

With the help of the aura in the four spiritual veins, the nine-tailed demon fox can break free from the seal and restore its strength.

As long as Qingming can absorb some of the strong spiritual energy that overflows from the formation, there is a certain chance to break through the shackles of the Great Perfection of Pill Condensation, condense the golden core, and formally step into the realm of the golden core period.

Izanami and Izanah also sat down, condensing a complex secret technique imprint in their hands, pulling the spiritual energy from the four major formations and continuously instilling them into the body of the nine-tailed demon fox.

This situation may take about seven days!

…

Flaming Island.

There is less than half a month before the final practice.

Among the eighth cave.

Zhuo Bufan was closing his eyes, sitting cross-legged in an open place to practice.

"Second Young Master, I have already hidden the magic talisman in the position corresponding to the volcano as you ordered, and now there is only the last step left."

Zhenyuanzi Shennian Transmission Road.

With Zhen Yuanzi's cultivation base, the entire Flaming Island, even the village leader of the law enforcement team, could not probe his spirit.

"Well, time is getting tighter and tighter. If there really is no good opportunity, then you can only take out your spiritual veins!"

Zhuo Bufan groaned.

"Second Young Master, there seems to be someone coming outside again?"

Shen Tong opened her eyes, and a pair of Shui Lingling's large eyes showed a vigilant color. She already knew Zhuo Bufan's plan. If the Flame Island really became messy, then that would be her best chance to escape.

At the gate of No. 8 Dongfu, a gray-haired old man and a short man stood together.

"Shangcun, you said that the thorntail came to challenge the eighth cave mansion?"

The white-haired old man, with his hands behind his back, has a transcendent temperament on his body, and he is a monk in the early stage of condensing pills.

"My lord, Spiketail did come to challenge the No. 8 cave, but I have been practicing in retreat. I don't know why Master Spiketail disappeared..." The little man said with awe on his face.

This short man is just a friend of Spurtail, named Shangcun.

As for the old man, he was the master of the thorntail, the grandfather of the thorntail, and the monk in the first cave.

During this period of time, Shangcun visited the cave of the thorntail, but he didn't see the thorntail, and even Divine Sense Transmission couldn't find the other party. So... Shangcun was going to the first cave to see the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man frowned, his turbid pupils flashed coldly. With his cultivation base, he couldn't find the thorn tail in Flame Island. There were only two cases.

First, the thorntail has left the Flame Island, but there is still half a month before the end of the training. The quota for each time entering the Flame Island to practice is extremely precious, and the thorntail cannot leave early.

Second, the thorntail has fallen.

Zhuo Bufan and Shen Tong have arrived at the door of the cave.

"Bian Puichuan, Zuo Mu?"

The white-haired old man stared at Zhuo Bufan and Shen Tong, his eyes twitched slightly, frowned and asked, "Has my grandson Spurtail been to your cave?"

"came."

Zhuo Bufan said indifferently.

"Where is the other person now?"

The white-haired old man asked, with strong pressure radiating from his body, causing Shen Tong's face to show uncomfortable and painful expressions.

Uemura was standing aside, with a gloomy smile on his face.

The cultivators of the entire Flame Island have long had grievances for Bian Suchuan and Zuo Mu. They rely on the "relationship households" to get the training quota to enter the Flame Island, occupying the No. 8 top cave...

The most hateful thing is that many monks were injured, many spirit stones were looted, and the ten best spirit stones that had been stored in the village for a long time were also snatched away.

Now that the white-haired old man came to ask his crimes, his heart was naturally very happy.

The white-haired old man is the thorn-tailed grandfather, and the only two monks in the condensing period in the entire Flame Island, occupying the first cave.

"He has fallen."

Zhuo Bufan's expression was always natural, and he said lightly, but two light flashes quietly flashed through his deep pupils.

"Well, you dare to admit that you killed my grandson, today I will kill you, and personally avenge my grandson... I will beat your soul into powder, and you will never be superborn..."

The white-haired old man's eyes suddenly pierced like a knife, and shot with murderous intent.

Shen Tong's face was pale. With her cultivation in the early days of foundation building, she could no longer withstand the violent murderous intent. A ray of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and her face suddenly became pale.

"Cold light!"

Zhuo Bufan raised his sword eyebrows, and suddenly held a heavy, edgeless epee in his hand.

The sword is wide, with a blue arc beating and flickering on the edge, but when Zhuo Bufan holds it in his hand, he lifts the weight as if lightly, the ice emperor rain sword in his hand stabbed a little, and the cold light appeared!

The cold light was blazing white, dazzling like the sun, and everything around was covered by this cold light.

With a single tap, the void is generally cracked.

The white-haired old man didn't even have time to react. A blood hole appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and the blood gurgled down, leaving behind his cheeks, and his soul was also destroyed by the cold light at the same time.

The second style of the Nine Swords against the sky, cold light now!

The first type of shadowless killing Zhuo Bufan has been completely mastered within five months, and the shadowless killing is based on Ling Li's momentum.

The secret of Han Guangxian is one word, fast!

Soon the enemy can't react, and it's almost time freezing.

Han Guangxian Zhuo Bufan has only cultivated to the elementary level, but the nine swords against the sky is known as the sky-defying, among which the power can be imagined. The Han Guangxian is mainly speed, suitable for assassination.

This white-haired old man obviously didn't regard Zhuo Bufan as his opponent, otherwise he wouldn't be wiped out in a single blow.

Zhuo Bufan increased his combat power by a hundred times, and in conjunction with Han Guangxian, he could kill a monk in the early stage of condensing pills in seconds, which was as simple as crushing an ant to death.