The head of the rune can determine the upper limit of this rune, and the end of the rune affects the life and death of this rune.

This problem is a difficult problem that must be overcome for any talisman, and many talismans will stop at the five-grade talisman, mostly because of this.

And the more high-grade runes, the more obvious this point is, the aura introduced by high-level runes is too huge, and if one move accidentally overflows the aura, this talisman will be over.

In the past, Chu Cheng stopped here, and stayed at the five-grade talisman, unable to go further.

Therefore, in the last game, Chu Cheng was able to lock such a huge aura with the tail of the five-grade talisman, which made them feel very incredible.

In the end, he could only blame it on Sang Wuyun, thinking that it must be him who taught the secret method of the Tianzi One Pulse to Chu Cheng.

Let's talk about Ma Yu's current talisman.

Although he can't tell the grade yet, with the power of his own powerful divine soul and the powerful demonic power of the Prison Phoenix Pen, he has condensed and absorbed the number of pure fire elements, far exceeding the Spring Rain Talisman just now in Chu City.

Therefore, the difficulty of its talisman tail can be imagined.

Judging from Ma Yu's face at the moment, he didn't seem to be too worried.

I saw him lift the prison phoenix pen in his hand, and without hesitation, a stroke fell on the tail of the talisman.

As this stroke fell, the huge fire element contained in the talisman began to frantically impact in the talisman as if it had found itself "fooled".

The talisman on the bookcase instantly thought of a red-hot soldering iron, and the fire elements that successfully overflowed turned into sparks and floated in the sky above the Qiyue Platform and the Meditation Lake.

Soon this area was filled with countless "fires", densely packed, and it looked very scary from a distance.

It seems that with a strong cough, this little bit of fire will be connected, turning the entire area into a sea of fire.

But as the prison phoenix pen in Ma Yu's hand fell one by one, this piece of fire, in the sound of "resentful" chirps, was reabsorbed into the talisman little by little.

Gradually, as the tail of the rune approached completion, the area overflowed with fewer and fewer fire elements, until finally there was not even a trace of flame visible.

Only the "calm" and terrifying talisman left in Ma Yu's pen.

And when Ma Yu's last stroke fell, this talisman that looked like nothing unusual suddenly erupted with a strong coercion.

A wave of heat slapped on everyone's chests like a slap on the chest.

When they came to their senses, they only saw a talisman wrapped in seven purple spirit patterns, quietly suspended above the Qiyue platform, above Ma Yu's head.

Around the talisman, there will also be a fire mark from time to time.

The water of the Meditation Lake began to evaporate with bursts of mist.

"Seven-grade talismans, and the most domineering true fire talismans. ”

Some cultivators looked at the talisman and their tongues trembled a little.

"Horse old eternal!"

Those disciples of Sang Wuyun exhaled the depressed breath in their chests and began to cheer.

Seven-grade talismans, you must know that even in the Sang family, the seven-grade Danshu ink urn is also uncommon.

They had even begun to imagine in their hearts that Chu Cheng was burned in the real fire because he couldn't disassemble this talisman and screamed miserably.

Upstairs in Wuyun, Wen Huazi and the others also breathed a sigh of relief for Ma Yu.

"If there is no prison phoenix pen, Ma Lao's talisman will not talk about the power, and it is unknown whether it can be completed. ”

Wen Huazi finally understood why even at the risk of being hated by the demon clan, Wen Huazi had to take out this prison phoenix pen.

"Locking the tail of the talisman with the resentful soul in the pen of the imprisoned phoenix, this practice will probably be left behind, if the demon clan makes trouble, I am afraid it will be difficult for the Sang family to end. ”

Zhang Wuji thinks more long-term.

"The demon clan has been beaten by our Immortal Alliance and Yan Prison so that they don't dare to come out of Qingqiu, where do they dare to come to seek revenge, now it's different from the past. ”

Xie Xuanchen didn't care at all, Tongyou Pavilion has always been the closest to the Immortal League, and he has long not taken the demon clan in his eyes.

Zhang Wuji shook his head coldly when he heard this, did not speak, and his eyes never left the perched platform from beginning to end, his eyes were like a wolf that had found its prey.

"But Wenhuazi's senior, Ma Lao's seven-grade talisman, how powerful is it?"

Compared to whether Sang Wuyun would be hated by the demon clan, he wanted to know more about how strong this seven-grade talisman was.

"Ma Lao, I have never seen this talisman, but once the talisman reaches the seventh rank, its power is not inferior to the full force of a saint realm cultivator. ”

Wen Huazi looked at the talisman in the air that was wrapped in seven purple spirit patterns, and his eyes were a little complicated.

"Is it the Saint Realm ten years ago, or is it the Saint Realm today?"

Xie Xuanchen continued to ask.

You must know that as the aura gradually thins, the saint ten years ago is more than a star and a half stronger than the current saint.

"Of course, it's the saint realm of ten years ago. ”

Wenhuazi said.

"Isn't this, even you, the senior of Wenhuazi, can't block the blow of this seven-grade talisman?"

Xie Xuanchen said in astonishment.

You must know that Wen Huazi also broke through the realm and entered the sainthood in the past ten years.

Hearing this, Wen Huazi's face obviously showed a trace of anger.

"Other saints are not easy to say, Wenhuazi's predecessors should be fine. ”

Zhang Wuji replied for Wen Huazi.

The cultivators who have broken through the saint realm over the years are not as strong as the previous saint realm, and they can't blame the thin aura, and many cultivators who have broken through the saint realm rely on the resentment pill, so their own cultivation can't keep up.

A "Dao idiot" monk like Wen Huazi didn't bother to use the Resentment Pill to break through to the Saint Realm at all, so his cultivation was much higher than that of other Saint Realms.

"I barely took a seven-grade talisman, and it was no problem, but I didn't know what kind of talisman Ma Lao was. ”

After listening to Zhang Wuji's words, Wen Huazi's face looked much better.

But at the same time as he said this, Ma Yu, who was standing on the platform, also spoke.

"Elder Chu is well-informed, can he recognize this talisman?"

The talisman was completed, and Ma Yu's expression was much more relaxed, although he asked very sincerely, there was still a sense of arrogance in his tone.

Ma Lao smiled, old and lonely, how to recognize such a subtle talisman. ”

Chu Cheng waved his hand again and again.

Seeing Chu Cheng's embarrassed appearance, Ma Yu couldn't help but smile.

"Then what do you think of the power of my talisman compared to the Spring Rain talisman just now?"

He then asked Chu Chengdao.

"My Spring Rain Talisman is just a small skill of carving insects, and it is naturally far inferior to Ma Lao's seven-grade talisman. ”

Chu Cheng still replied very sincerely.

"In that case, why doesn't Old Chu admit defeat now?"

Ma Yu looked at Chu Chengdao with a smile.

"I'll have to give it a try, maybe I'll be lucky enough to be able to disassemble it. ”

Chu Cheng shook his head and smiled.

Ma Yu laughed out loud when he heard this, and then his face changed and he sneered:

"Then I want to see how good your luck is, even my Thousand Thousand True Fire Talisman can be dismantled. ”

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