Xiao Chuyun was sure that this kind of thing had never appeared in his mind, but after devouring the Demon Saint, there was such a thing.

"There is still the breath of the Demon Saint on it, it should have been left by him. Bu Yuan observed and said, "It should be an imprint." ”

"The sigil, is it the remnants of his spiritual sense?"

"An imprint is something that a cultivator produces after cultivating a powerful technique, which will remain in the memory forever. ”

"So, this mark is the cultivation method of the Demon Sanctuary?" Xiao Chuyun's heart beat faster and he immediately asked.

"It's a very likely, you try to refine this sigil and see if you can get something. ”

Bu Yuan circled around the golden object, suspecting that this was very likely.

"If it's really the practice cultivated by the Demon Sanctuary, this will be a great opportunity. ”

Xiao Chuyun was extremely excited, as a saint, the exercises cultivated in the Demon Sanctuary would definitely not be bad.

Xiao Chuyun's heart moved, and a dull sound came from the dantian, and the five veins of the vortex were all opened, and the majestic spiritual power continued to gush out.

Xiao Chuyun formed a magic seal, and his spiritual power was like a wild dragon going out to sea, rolling up the stormy waves, and injecting it into the golden seal.

The moment the spiritual power touched the golden seal, the complex pattern was activated, blooming with a brilliant golden light.

A powerful energy emerged from the golden imprint, flowing through the lines like lightning.

The strange electric light wrapped the golden imprint and formed a layer of protection.

"Hum" A light trembling sound sounded, Xiao Chuyun's spiritual power was scattered, and the golden mark refused to let him get closer.

"The Golden Seal is so strong in defense. Xiao Chuyun was speechless, unwilling to give up, and his spiritual power was running to the extreme.

"Break!" a soft shout sounded, and the spiritual power condensed into a giant sword, frantically slashing towards the golden mark.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

A deafening sound echoed in his mind, and the attack was extremely violent.

The golden mark only trembled a few times and was not opened, and Xiao Chuyun's attack did not achieve any effect.

"The Demon Saint is a saint, and the mark he left behind is very difficult to open unless he is a saint. Bu Yuan witnessed this scene and said.

"Isn't there any other way?" Xiao Chuyun said a little unwillingly.

"There is a way, no matter how strong the saint is, the mark he left behind, the divine power contained in it is limited after all, and there is still a chance to break through the continuous attacks all year round. ”

"Is there a faster way?" Xiao Chuyun didn't want to wait that long, and asked.

"You help me increase my spiritual energy, and I can help you. ”

Bu Yuan is a half-saint, and his strength is not as good as that of the Demon Saint, but the golden mark is not the Demon Saint himself, and he is sure to break the seal.

"Give you ten drops of spiritual source, and when you recover, let's join forces. ”

Xiao Chuyun's heart moved, and a ray of light came out of the storage ring, and the glass cup flew out quickly, and the ten drops of spiritual source contained in it released strong spiritual power fluctuations.

Bu Yuan waved his hand, and a spiritual power gushed out, covering the glass cup, and dragging it into Xiao Chuyun's mind.

The majestic spiritual sense turned into a thick mist, and instantly enveloped the glass cup, continuously absorbing the spiritual source.

Since the Ten Thousand Swords Tower, Bu Yuan has completely let down his guard against Xiao Chuyun, and seems to have opened his heart knot.

Xiao Chuyun was overjoyed by this, and was also defenseless against Bu Yuan.

Half an hour later, ten drops of spiritual source were absorbed by Bu Yuan, and his spiritual sense skyrocketed to two times, like a scorching flame.

"I have to continue to borrow your spiritual power and mobilize your spiritual power to me. Bu Yuan flew to the side of the golden mark and said.

Hearing this, Xiao Chuyun operated the bloodline vortex eye to the extreme, and the vast spiritual power swept towards Bu Yuan.

Bu Yuan's spiritual sense was distorted, like a giant mouth of the abyss, constantly absorbing Xiao Chuyun's spiritual power.

"Ning!" Bu Yuan snorted again, and his spiritual sense turned into an arm and slapped it on the golden seal.

"Buzz"

The golden sigil trembled, as if facing a great enemy, mobilizing all the formations to resist Bu Yuan's attack.

Bu Yuan struck again, and the three palms bombarded the golden seal, and the aftermath of the slap was like a wave of water.

Cracks surged on the golden seals, and even the marks left by the saints could not withstand such a toss as the abyss.

"One last time, broken!"

Bu Yuan scolded angrily, his spiritual power was running to the extreme, and that arm was shining with golden light, and one palm could shake the mountain.

"Boom!" the golden mark trembled, and then all the formations collapsed, and all the marks were completely unraveled.

A fiery red energy as hot as fire released terrifying fluctuations, and Xiao Chuyun and Bu Yuan's spiritual senses were pushed away by it.

A breath that was even more terrifying than the Demon Saint swept madly, Xiao Chuyun was like a volcano, and a stinging pain came from his spiritual sense.

In front of that energy might, Xiao Chuyun's heart trembled, humble as dust, like an ant himself, and on the other side was an ancient god.

"Ancient breath, that's the battle skill of an ancient demon. Bu Yuan's shocked voice sounded, and his eyes flashed with a scorching light.

At the same time, the fiery red energy, as if revived, condensed into a sky-swallowing beast.

It resembles a tiger and looks like a cow, with a pair of golden dragon horns on its forehead, a beak like an eagle's beak, and a pair of huge fiery red wings on its back, covered with mysterious inscriptions.

"Roar" The ancient god roared angrily, Xiao Chuyun's mind trembled, the air of desolation was pervasive, and the killing machine from the ancient times was terrifying.

"Ancient Fierce Beast, Qi Qi!" Bu Yuan seemed to recognize the fierce beast, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Ancient, an era that is even older than the primeval world, this is a peerless murderer in front of him!

Xiao Chuyun didn't know what the desolation was, he only knew that the fierce beast in front of him was very terrifying, and just a wisp of breath was enough to kill him.

"Pong"

The fierce and strange, the body moves like a mountain, the earth shakes the mountains, a palm slaps out, and the heavens and the earth tremble.

It was constantly evolving, using the art of ancient fighting, and the stars seemed to be shaken down.

"It's the Ancient 'Poor Strange Combat Technique'!" Bu Yuan was so shocked that he couldn't speak when he saw this situation.

He never thought that the Demon Saint had mastered one of the four most ferocious combat skills of the Ancient Wilderness - "Poor Strange Combat Technique".

"Don't waste time, little ghost, quickly mobilize your spiritual power, and strive to absorb that "Poor Strange Combat Technique". Bu Yuan shouted loudly.

Xiao Chuyun acted immediately, and the spiritual power continued to pour out, enveloping the "Poor Strange Combat Technique" in an instant.

Fortunately, it was not the true body of the Ancient Fierce Poor, but the combat skills it had evolved, so it was not counterattacked.

The figure of Qi Qi continues to evolve, and he uses "Qi Qi Combat Technique", one move and one style, all of which are peerless fighting skills.

The fierce beast that broke out in the ancient period has been famous for thousands of years, and the combat skills it has evolved, even if it is a person in the upper realm, it is difficult to hold itself in the face of such combat skills.

The Demon Saint never thought that he wanted to take Xiao Chuyun's body, but he didn't expect that the "Poor Strange Battle Technique" he cultivated by himself was actually obtained by Xiao Chuyun, and he was allowed to get a creation in vain.

After the evolution of "Poor Strange Combat Technique" dozens of times, the light gradually dimmed.

At the same time, among Xiao Chuyun's dantian, complex inscriptions appeared.

Those inscriptions are intertwined with each other, gradually forming the appearance of Qiqi, releasing a monstrous atmosphere of desolation.

After the inscription was burned, the "Poor Strange Combat Technique" completely dimmed, no longer evolved, and disappeared completely.

Xiao Chuyun immediately withdrew his spiritual power, and a strong sense of exhaustion swept through his body, and the whole person almost fainted.

"How about it, has the Poor Strange Combat Technique been absorbed?" Bu Yuan asked urgently.

Xiao Chuyun nodded, he had already mastered the "Poor Strange Combat Technique", and said, "It doesn't seem to be a complete "Poor Strange Combat Technique". ”

Hearing this, Bu Yuan rushed into Xiao Chuyun's dantian and immediately saw those inscriptions.

The intertwined inscriptions only condense into a strange head, but lack the middle and tail.

"It seems that it is the upper part of "Poor Strange Combat Technique". Bu Yuan shook his head with some regret, if there is a middle and lower part, it will be a complete "Poor Strange Combat Technique".

"The fighting skills of the Ancient Beasts are terrifying, even if they are only the upper part, if they are used, the power must be very terrifying. Xiao Chuyun said.

"It's nature. Bu Yuan nodded and said, "The Demon Saint of the Netherworld, he only mastered the upper part of the "Poor Strange Combat Technique", which allowed him to break into the realm of the saint, and in a place like the upper realm, he is not an unknown person. ”

Indeed, as Bu Yuan said, the reason why the Demon Saint was able to become holy was entirely due to the incomplete "Poor Strange Battle Technique".

Originally, it was just a little demon, not a descendant of the ancient demon beast, and it had no bloodline advantage.

However, he accidentally obtained the incomplete "Poor Strange Combat Technique" in the upper realm, and he fought his way out and became a saint.

Just one step of the incomplete combat skill is enough to make him holy, if the middle and lower parts of the "Poor Strange Combat Technique" are gathered and blended into a complete combat skill, how terrible it would be.

Bu Yuan had to sigh at Xiao Chuyun's chance, and at the same time admonished: "This set of combat skills will become a boost for your cultivation path, you must cultivate well." ”

Where to use Bu Yuan to remind Xiao Chuyun that when he said this, he had already begun to seriously understand.

......

Tianyudu County, on the bustling street, ten young people are particularly eye-catching.

The leader was a young man with a golden fan in his hand and a forged gold robe, full of luxury, and there was a transcendent superiority in his gestures.

Beside him, there were two old servants, these two cultivators were not weak, giving people a strong sense of danger.

The other seven people were young people wearing Sima family costumes and Ouyang family costumes.

Among them, two people are particularly conspicuous, Sima Haoyang, a genius of the Sima family, and Ouyang Mu, a genius of the Ouyang family.

These two people are the people of the year tied for nineteenth on the youth list of Tianyudu County.

On weekdays, Tianyu Dujun is arrogant and domineering, and he doesn't put anyone in his eyes, but at this time, in front of that noble young man, he is very respectful.

This really surprised the passers-by, could it be that the young man had a lot of background?

"Sima Haoyang, I heard you say, Tianyu Du County recently produced a fifteen-year-old genius?"

At this moment, the young man spoke, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

From his conversation with Sima Haoyang, a strong sense of superiority can be heard.