The red light in the quiet room flickered on and off.

bang

A fist-sized ball of light rose from in front of Ye Cheng's body, and dark red light continued to emanate from the light cluster, like a blood-colored sun

Ye Cheng's body trembled slightly, and the talisman fell from his hand and smashed on the table with a soft bell.

But Ye Cheng didn't pay attention to it at all, he sat on the ground with a weak body, panting in his mouth.

At this time, his appearance was extremely embarrassed, the moon-white robe was smoky and burning, burning holes, his hair was wet with sweat, and the tufts were attached to his forehead, and his eyes were bloodshot.

But then he laughed maniacally

"Ho ho ...... Six hundred and sixty-eight times, the Nether Talisman, can't stop me"

He opened his blood-red eyes and suddenly looked towards Bei Ling, and the white light on the small frame of Bei Ling, who had not moved for a long time, flashed, and a new line of handwriting slowly emerged

"Little Nether Talisman, Getting Started"

Ye Cheng's heart trembled, for this line of handwriting, he stayed in the secret room for half a month, even with his mind, he was about to reach the limit.

Obviously, he could control Bei Ling directly with his consciousness, but Ye Cheng's right hand trembled and pressed forward

"Nether Talisman, Ascension," he gasped

laugh at

The source number shook for a while, a rich white gas covered the handwriting, the white light flashed, and a mysterious feeling came, and the thirty-two nether runes flashed in his heart one by one, and the originally obscure and complicated seal text felt extremely familiar and cordial at this time.

"Not enough, not enough"

Ye Yecheng muttered to himself in a low voice, and then looked at Bei Ling again

Snort

Another fist-sized white gas suddenly appeared, and then suddenly burrowed into the changing handwriting.

The white light suddenly lit up, and a new line of handwriting appeared

"Little Nether Talisman, Dacheng, Seventy percent success rate"

It was only then that Ye Cheng stopped moving

Whew

The red ball of light in mid-air finally changed at this time

Dazzling white rays rose from the ball of light, and the air flow suddenly condensed towards the ball of light, turning into a half-meter-wide tornado of air currents

White rune chains extended from the steel ball, and the chains intertwined with each other, finally enveloping the entire red ball of light.

The mysterious rune chains rotated rapidly around the ball of light, getting faster and faster, and finally turned into a milky white streamer

In the next moment, dozens of runes suddenly stopped, and suddenly collapsed towards the inside of the ball of light.

Ye Cheng got up suddenly, squinted his eyes slightly, and inserted one hand directly into the light cluster

He jerked, and an ice-blue sigil was grabbed out of the ball of light

The talisman is crystal clear, and the strange and mysterious patterns are all over the surface, like a crystal carved work of art

Ye Cheng gently stroked the talisman seal, and there was a cold touch in his hand, as if he was holding a piece of cold iron.

"It's just ordinary rune paper, but I didn't expect this kind of change after it was painted."

Ye Cheng looked at the talisman seal in his hand, and the palm-sized talisman was wrapped in a layer of faint white light

"It looks good, but I don't know how the power is"

Ye Cheng had great expectations for the Nether Talisman, this was the only attack talisman he had mastered, a full thirty-two seals, it took half a month, and the materials destroyed were even more innumerable.

Pinching the talisman seal, Ye Cheng walked through a secret passage and arrived at another secret room next to him.

In the room, several black humanoid wooden stakes were at the forefront, and there were several arrow targets next to them, which were secretly covered with small black holes.

This is a martial arts field that is compatible with the retreat room, and you can test it directly after the retreat.

The black stake was covered in dust, and it was obvious that no one had used it for a long time, but there were still sword marks of different shades on it

The red light of Ye Cheng's palm lit up, and the flames quickly covered it, and it slapped on the wooden stake

boom

The wooden stake shook violently, and the connection between the wooden stake and the floor was shaken out of the crack, and a half-inch-deep charred black palm shadow appeared on the chest, but the wooden stake was not cracked

"This thousand-year-old ironwood is really hard"

Ye Cheng couldn't help but secretly praise, the blow just now had reached the level of transformation, but it still failed to destroy the stake

"Then let me see the power of this Nether Talisman."

Ye Cheng's whole body lit up with a faint firelight, and the crimson Xuanyang internal qi gathered on the nether talisman in his right hand like flowing water

Whew

The ice-blue Nether Talisman suddenly burst into flames, and in the blue flames, a pale flame the size of a skull suddenly emerged

An extreme cold struck, and white snowflakes appeared around the white flames

"Go"

Ye Cheng stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and the white flame turned into a streamer, which suddenly smashed on a wooden stake not far away

Snort

On the humanoid pile, the white flame was like flowing water, there was no explosion sound, no flame ignited, and a layer of white frost quickly covered it, as if the human shape was dressed in a layer of ice crystal armor

Ye Cheng frowned slightly, this was different from what he expected.

"Is it the power of extreme cold?"

Walking to the humanoid stake, Ye Cheng stretched out his finger,

Click

As soon as his fingertips touched the wooden stake, spider web-like cracks quickly spread on the blue ice crystals, and then in Ye Cheng's shocked gaze, the entire wooden stake directly exploded into a cloud of ice powder

"This ......"

Ye Cheng looked at the thick ice powder on the ground with a solemn expression.

"It's such a domineering cold flame, even the thousand-year-old ironwood has been eroded into ice powder"

Ye Cheng's fingertips, the white cold air was swirling, and soon a layer of white frost formed on his arm

"This Arctic Flame ......"

Ye Cheng frowned, he faintly felt that this flame was somewhat familiar

He put his right hand in front of his eyes, and when he looked closely, the white cold air was swirling, constantly eroding and spreading towards his arm

"White, extremely cold...... Corpse King Flame!?"

A bright light crossed his mind, both in appearance and extreme cold characteristics, this flame was very similar to the last condensed flame of the Corpse King,

Xuanyang's internal qi surged, and the blazing fire suddenly melted the ice crystals, and a layer of water vapor rose from the palm of his hand

"More like a weakened version of that spiritual flame"

Ye Cheng thought about it, after the corpse king flame was released, it directly froze thousands of meters around, and the power was obviously incomparable

But Ye Cheng was already very satisfied with the power of the Nether Talisman

"If you don't have any defense, even a shapeshifter can kill with one hit"

Even the thousand-year-old ironwood was eroded into ice powder by this nether flame, and if this flame was allowed to directly touch the flesh, I am afraid that it could freeze people into ice sculptures in an instant.

"Next, it's time to see if my idea is viable."

Ye Cheng's eyes flashed.

Back in the quiet room, Ye Cheng picked up the talisman pen that had fallen on the table, dipped it in blue rune ink, and drew it again.

The pen walked the dragon and snake, and the silver rune pen swam quickly on the rune paper without a trace of stagnation, and after a quarter of an hour, the firelight flashed, and a ball of light rose from the table again.

Ye Cheng didn't look at it, he took a piece of rune paper from the side, dipped it in rune ink, and drew it again

Two hours later, four clusters of light floated in the air of the secret room, and countless mysterious runes revolved around them.

"The success rate of seventy percent is really terrifying"

Ye Cheng sighed in his heart, he had tried hundreds of times in a row before, but he had no results, but now he had succeeded in four in a row, and when he drew the talisman just now, all the runes seemed to be engraved in his heart, and the whole process was smooth without a trace of hindrance.

Ye Cheng stretched out his hand into the light cluster, and four crystal-like talismans appeared in his hand again.

In the center of the quiet room, Ye Cheng held a book in his hand, flipped through it quickly, and on the cover were four ancient seal characters, which were the Tianyuan Secret Classics Three Yang Tribulation Method.

Ye Cheng had already redeemed this secret book, but because of the harsh conditions in it, he had to put it aside.

But now, Ye Cheng has seen the light

Ever since he saw the description of the Nether Talisman on the Jade Slip, this thought had been lingering in his mind

If you can't find a spiritual flame, why not make your own.

The Nether Talisman is the spiritual flame that Ye Cheng selected!

The number of spiritual flames required to break through the Three Yang Tribulation Method is extremely large, and ordinary martial artists must break through to find the spiritual flame and fire, and then spend several years of water grinding kung fu to continuously cultivate and grow the spiritual flame.

Ye Cheng estimated that if the spiritual flames needed to refine the whole body were to be made up by relying solely on the Fu Seals, I am afraid that it would take nearly a hundred to complete the body refining, and to exchange for hundreds of Fu Seals to break through the Three Yang Tribulation Method, which was unthinkable for ordinary Transformational Inner Family Martial Artists.

Hundreds of starter seals, that is the cost of millions of taels of silver, the Zheng family has worked hard for several generations, and it is only 600,000 taels, besides, even if you have enough silver taels, where do you go to find someone to exchange hundreds of spirit flame talisman seals of the same type.

In the world, the runes and seals are not in circulation at all, UU read the book The runes in the Qingyu Pavilion are also allocated by the headquarters of the Xuanyu Pavilion every year according to the molecules, and the types of runes and seals that are peeled off are varied, not to mention, there are dozens of members in the pavilion staring at this share, and it is not an exaggeration to say that there are more wolves and less meat

But Ye Cheng is different, the terrifying success rate of up to seventy percent allows him to make a large number of nether talismans, and if the blood of the three yin beasts is insufficient, he will change the ice python cold marrow, and all he has to pay is the materials.

"The power of the ghost flame is definitely more terrifying than those inaccessible spirit flame seeds in the pavilion, this is a hole card that can only be condensed by the Tianyuan Corpse King's desperate death."

The four rune seals were lined up in front of him one after another, and the Xuanyang internal force in Ye Cheng's body surged, pouring into the rune seal.

Four cold flames floated in front of him, the silently burning flames seemed harmless to humans and animals, but the room was quietly floating with fine snowflakes.

Ye Cheng's eyes were closed, his body was circulating, and he began to operate according to the new line.

Snort

Flames rose from him half a foot high, and the flames danced like aquatic plants.

"Tian Yuan Refining"

Ye Cheng snorted lightly, his eyes suddenly opened, and the expression on his face was extremely solemn

The red light of Ye Cheng's right hand was condensed, the internal qi was extremely compressed, and the palm of his hand seemed to be flowing with magma.

Enveloped in red light, he reached into a cloud of spectral flames in front of him.

Snort

It was as if a red-hot soldering iron had suddenly been plunged into the ice water, and a large amount of white mist was steaming.

Even though his hands were wrapped in internal qi, Ye Cheng still felt the biting coldness, and the extreme cold was like a knife scraping through.

The red flame resisted the cold erosion, and he took a deep breath, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes

"Come on"

The fire on the palm of his hand subsided, and the bone-eroding cold suddenly found a gap, like a shark smelling fishy, and the cold air like an ice pick instantly pierced Ye Cheng's arm.