"Bang" Bei Wuyu was slapped away with a palm, Fan Xiu also dodged from the side, stood in the void and looked at Di Shuye, who was still falling straight upright, and said with a smile: "Good boy, you have fallen ruthlessly!"

Clinker Di Shuye did not answer, but still maintained the posture of falling, straight and straight to the ground, followed by a soft 'poof', the soul sword submerged into the ground of the arena that was blessed with the formation, Di Shuye did not fall over, nor did he get up, his hands still held the soul sword, maintaining the posture under his head and feet motionless.

"Huh?" This scene made everyone in the audience stunned, could this kid be stupid?

"Fan Xiu, dismiss the person, that kid has fallen into an epiphany, you will be by the side to take care of it until he wakes up!" The voice in Fan Xiu's head sounded again, and suddenly, his whole face became weird, he nodded, and looked at Di Shuye's eyes, there was envy, incredible, and more funny.

Di Shuye's posture is really not good-looking, and the upside-down onion is planted upright on the ground. But the onlookers didn't know that Di Shuye had indeed fallen into an epiphany at this moment.

Epiphany is an opportunity that cultivators dream of, and it can be encountered but not sought. Epiphany can enable a person to realize something higher and deeper in a certain area that he is good at. The duration of an epiphany varies, with some ending in just a few seconds, while others can even reach several hours. It is rumored that the Broken Dragon Emperor had an epiphany that lasted for several months.

Under the incomprehensible gaze of everyone, Fan Xiu reluctantly dismissed them, glanced at Ye Yunzhou and Xie Yulong, and said, "You are his roommates, right?"

Xie Yulong said that his teeth were sharp, and he didn't dare to make a mistake in the face of this purple-clothed saint at this time, so he nodded busily. On the contrary, Ye Yunzhou frowned and asked, "Dare to ask the senior, is he okay?"

"Isn't this a stupid question for you? What can he do?" Glancing at Di Shuye, who was still standing upside down in the field, Fan Xiu felt a burst of jealousy in his heart for no reason, and then reacted, he had an epiphany when he was a little Wenqu star, what am I jealous of?

Rao thought so, but he was still irritable in his heart, stared at Xie Yulong and the others, and said in a deep voice: "You are guarding here, no one is allowed to approach!" Then he looked at the members of the Fanxiu Law Enforcement Brigade and hummed: "You all go back!"

After finishing speaking, he sat cross-legged on the spot, and even guarded the side.

Stunned, the members of the Fanxiu Law Enforcement Brigade left although they were puzzled. Xie Yulong and the others glanced at each other, both shrugged their shoulders, and then sat cross-legged on the sidelines, concentrating on cultivation.

At this moment, Di Shuye didn't know the situation outside, when he stabbed down with a sword volley, he was hit by the fire net of Bei Wuyu's knife head, and there was a roar in his brain, and then he found that the red seed that was originally conscientiously and constantly transforming was negligent in his duties, and he didn't move, without the continuous transformation of the red seed, the power of the wood surname in his body died quickly, and the power of the fire surname increased dramatically.

Di Shuye intuitively felt that the fire surname energy in his whole body was bursting, and then began to flow strangely, originally always maintaining a cycle from the sea of consciousness to the dantian spirit sea, but at that moment, the power of the fire surname in these two places began to escape to all parts of the body because of the surge and limited capacity.

And the body was surrounded by Bei Wuyu's strong cultivation power and fire, and after the power of these fire surnames spread to the surface of the body, they all turned around and surged back again. The power of the fire family in the body has increased dramatically, but it cannot escape from the surface of the body, at this moment, Di Shuye's body is like a closed furnace, with the continuous increase of the power of the fire family, there is a danger of 'exploding the furnace' at any time, and it is like a balloon that is constantly inflated, for a moment, Di Shuye intuitively feels that the whole body is hot, but the fiery bulging feeling can not be vented no matter what, and the whole body is hot red for a while.

All this came too suddenly, and it only happened in the time that Di Shu Ye stabbed down two feet with his sword. First, the time was too short, and secondly, Bei Wuyu's flame knife net burned vigorously, and the onlookers didn't even notice the change in Di Shuye.

The Dementor Sword broke through the fire net with the sword intent of "Gift Liberation" and cut off the Blue Flame Glaive Knife in Bei Wuyu's hand. The fire in Di Shuye's body seemed to feel that he couldn't escape, but at the same time that the flame knife net broke, it suddenly began to shrink rapidly, and in less than a few breaths, they all poured into the dantian spiritual sea and began to flutter scatteredly. The subconscious mind told Di Shuye that he couldn't let them continue to scatter like this, and that he needed to 'pacify' them!

The ghost sent the gods, Di Shuye used his soul power to indulge the power of these messy and almost viscous fire castes, but unexpectedly, the soul power had already been accomplished. These rich fire caste powers permeated Di Shuye's dantian spiritual sea, and with a little guidance from the soul power, they actually began to rotate neatly in circles according to what Di Shuye thought in his heart.

And in such a moment, Fan Xiu had already saved Bei Wuyu, but Di Shuye didn't realize it, and fell straight upside down on the ground, concentrating on guiding those 'good babies' in the dantian spiritual sea.

It is also Di Shuye's luck, after the red seed is no longer transformed to maintain the balance between the fire and wood surnames, due to the symbiotic effect of wood and fire, the fire surname is bursting, and Di Shuye's body cannot contain it, and it is impossible to condense the mystery of fire, so it can only overflow out of the body in vain. And it just so happened that Di Shuye's body was wrapped in the strong cultivation power of Bei Wuyu's saint level, and among them, there was the power of Bei Wuyu's fire surname, and the power of the fire surname in his body could not escape at all.

At this moment, Di Shuye invisibly turned into an elixir, burning inside and baking outside, and suffering a lot. And the moment he split the net of Bei Wuyu's sword, the power of the fire in Di Shuye's body strangely surged back towards the Dantian Linghai at the same time.

Originally, his body was like an elixir being refined, but at this moment, it was as if the power of this extremely rich fire had become an elixir, but Di Shuye turned into a serf and became a master and became a Ding Furnace.

Spinning, spinning, Di Shuye remembered the thread ball when the women in the village knitted sweaters, a long yarn spread out scatteredly, covering an extremely wide area, but if they were wound into a ball, the total amount would not change, but the volume would become very small.

Di Shuye embraced this kind of mentality, and his soul tirelessly dragged the fire family around in circles, circle by circle, layer by layer. It's just that Di Shuye is a little confused that the volume of these fire caste powers is a little too small after being entangled into a ball of thread.

At first, it seemed to be the size of a grinding disc, but with the continuous traction of his soul power, what he saw turned into the size of a round table, and then turned into the size of a basin again, constantly getting smaller, and finally condensed into a crimson fireball about the size of a fist.

The total amount of fire power remains the same, but the volume is ......

If this scene in Di Shuye's body was known to Fan Xiu, he would definitely be shocked to death, and this scene could be regarded as a flame compression and infinite compression that ordinary saint masters could not do.

"I don't know if I can continue to shrink, if it turns into a parasitic seed, the power will definitely far exceed the parasitic seed I have now!" said secretly in his heart, Di Shuye carefully controlled his soul power and continued to pull.

As it turns out, it can continue to shrink!

From the size of a fist to the size of a bull's eye, and then it continued to shrink, and later, it was reduced to the size of a fingertip. Di Shuye deliberately wanted to compress it into a flame seed, and his heart was ruthless, and he urged the soul power to compress again, with the continuous compression, the difficulty became more and more great, and the soul power consumed rose at a terrifying speed.

As the fireball continues to compress, the energy it emits is becoming more and more powerful, and it seems that the slightest carelessness will burst out in an instant, Di Shuye did not dare to slack off, and carefully controlled the soul power traction and compression, grasping the degree that can be stopped.

When compressed to the size of a grain of rice, Di Shuye vigilantly withdrew his soul power, because he felt that this crimson grain of rice began to beat unsteadily, sometimes slightly contracting, sometimes slightly expanding, Di Shuye was shocked in his heart, if this thing exploded instantly, his life might not be saved.

But at this moment, he can't help it, at first he may have been driven to the shelf, forced to last resort, but later the action of compressing the fire surname is to go to a dead end by himself, at this moment, it seems that this dead end has come to an end......

"What's going on?" Fan Xiu, who was originally meditating outside the court, suddenly woke up, it was already the middle of the night, and a whole day had passed unconsciously, staring at Di Shuye's side, a trace of doubt flashed in Fan Xiu's eyes, he just felt a burst of tyrannical fire power on Di Shuye's side, but it disappeared at this time.

As soon as the thought fell, the tyrannical fire aura burst out again, and Fan Xiu stood up in surprise, stared at Di Shuye's side, and muttered, "This is ...... The fire belongs to the surname Xuanao, and this kind of tyrannical aura seems to be the yang fire ......"

"It's not a yang fire, the yang fire is formed by the fire falling above the nine heavens, and this fire seems to be condensed by the power of the fire family, it should belong to the fire!" I don't know when, the bald Lin Lao at the end of the daytime arena appeared beside Fan Xiu.

"It's not about leaving the fire, it's the fire that is separated from heaven and earth, the most peaceful, there will be no such tyrannical atmosphere!" beside the bald Lin Lao, the old man holding a cigarette stick took a puff of cigarette and groaned.

"This is definitely not mortal fire, nor is it yin fire, yang fire, and fire ......" Fan Xiu was shocked, he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The hand holding the cigarette stick suddenly trembled, and he slowly looked at the bald Lin Lao.

"You should have felt the flame of the Old Ancestor, how do you feel?" the bald Lin Lao asked inexplicably, his expression extremely solemn.

"No, but vaguely similar...... Are we too worried? That kind of mystery is impossible to realize without a great opportunity, and although this kid has a combat power comparable to that of a saint, his strength is a real Wenqu star in the early stage. With Wen Quxing's early cultivation, even if he realized the mystery of the caste, he also cultivated the fire surname, but after all, the cultivation is limited, and it is impossible to store so many fire surnames in his body!" The cigarette holder was put to his mouth, and the old man groaned. (To be continued.) )