After half a month of absorption by Song Fei and the consumption of the little silver dragon egg, there was not much left of the Ziming Demon Fire in the valley, and all the remaining ones were packed into the Dragon and Tiger Ding by Song Fei, and according to preliminary calculations, the flames were only about ten square meters, which was not the same as the original sea of fire.

It's a pity, this Ziming Demon Fire is too little, if there are more flames, maybe you don't need to exchange for heaven and earth spiritual objects in the future, or desperately look for heaven and earth spiritual objects, as long as you have enough points, you can exchange Yin Beads to cultivate the Sun True Fire.

Of course, Seinfeld also knew that this kind of magical flame between heaven and earth was originally very rare, and the last time he was able to encounter it in the ruins of the Martial Spirit Sect was already very lucky, and it didn't take long for him to encounter a magical flame in this demon realm, which can be said to be so good that he was lucky enough to go against the sky.

But these terrifying flames have now become Seinfeld's own strength, so for their loss, Seinfeld has nothing but joy in his heart. If this is not satisfied, it is really going to thunder.

Flying out of the Dragon and Tiger Ding, the Fire Spirit Sword had already appeared in front of Song Fei, and then the red light on the Fire Spirit Sword rose sharply, and with Song Fei in the air, it shot towards the entrance of the cave like a meteor.

The ban in the air and the large array Seinfeld did not move, not that Seinfeld looked down on these forbidden points, but on the contrary, these points were definitely a very big fortune for Seinfeld.

However, if you want to use this demon realm as the station of the sect, even if there is an enemy who breaks through the entrance and enters the demon realm, then the formation in the air is an excellent natural array, and in the future, as long as the land is defended and a few large arrays are arranged, the enemy can be blocked from the layers of large arrays.

What's more, activating each large array requires a lot of manpower, and if the manpower is dispersed to defend the sky, then the defense on the ground will inevitably be slackened.

Therefore, although the points banned in the air are tempting, Seinfeld has no intention of exchanging them, and he must not give up his long-term goals because of immediate benefits.

And my long-term goal is to become stronger and stronger. On the way to becoming stronger, Seinfeld can foresee that it will be accompanied by bloody wind and blood, and white bones.

The road to the rise of the Heavenly Sword Sect will definitely be paved with the white bones of other living beings, as long as they do not stand at the top, then they will definitely need white bones to pave the way along the way.

After the flame evolved, Seinfeld's confidence also soared, and the road of the strongest took another step, so the next step, will it be far?

Since stepping into cultivation to the current cultivation, it has only taken Seinfeld a short period of one and a half years, even those so-called genius disciples of the Great Gate Sect, even if they have a large amount of medicine accumulation, the cultivation speed may not be as fast as his own.

The Fire Spirit Sword quickly appeared at the entrance of the Demon Realm with Song Fei's body, and the Dragon and Tiger Ding immediately flew out of Song Fei's body, and immediately, dense demon blood ants surged towards Song Fei like dark clouds under the leadership of the queen.

On Seinfeld's arm, the little silver dragon suddenly poked his head out, looking at the demon blood ants coming from the sky, a terrifying fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and a momentum that was no weaker than Seinfeld instantly spread out from the little silver dragon's body.

Only then did Seinfeld feel part of the strength of the little silver dragon, which was not afraid of the dense demon blood ants, but was ready to move, as if he wanted to go up and fight.

Seinfeld also remembered that his little silver dragon was egged out of a demon egg, even if he was very dependent on himself, he was also the top monster in the demon world, and his ferocity must not be underestimated.

The little silver dragon who was about to move suddenly stared at the queen of the demon blood ants, and after staring for a while, his fierce gaze gradually softened.

This action made Seinfeld very surprised, his consciousness was in the demon blood ant, and no one saw anything unusual before, but he didn't expect Xiao Yinlong to see that this demon blood ant queen was part of his clone just by looking at him. The spirituality and magic of this little silver dragon seem to be even more powerful than he imagined.

In this way, there is less effort for Seinfeld to explain, but this is inevitably Sengfeild's teaching: "In the future, without my consent, you can't come out easily, otherwise you will be put into the Dragon and Tiger Ding." ”

"Babbling. In Seinfeld's ears, there was a dissatisfied protest from Xiao Yinlong, but listening to this meaning, he also agreed to Seinfeld's request.

The Dragon Tiger Ding swelled, and all the Demon Blood Ants flew into the Dragon Tiger Ding, and after a while, the shrunken Dragon Tiger Ding disappeared back into Seinfeld's body.

Immediately after, Seinfeld stepped out of the Demon Realm, and suddenly felt that something was wrong in his heart, and the scenery outside the Demon Realm had undergone earth-shaking changes. The place where I am is is obviously the entrance to the Demon Realm, and there should be a teleportation channel. But the place under his feet turned out to be a black rock, and the place where he stood was an extremely ordinary small peak.

Seinfeld secretly said in his heart that it was not good, if the entrance to the Demon Realm disappeared with his own appearance, wouldn't it be a waste of great space and a large number of forbidden and natural arrays that could be used to exchange points.

Although the secret words in his heart were not good, Seinfeld was very calm, and according to the original position in his memory, Seinfeld stepped in again.

This step was originally just on an ordinary black rock, but he didn't expect the scenery in front of him to change immediately, and the next moment, Seinfeld reappeared at the entrance to the Demon Realm.

Once again, Seinfeld stepped out of the Demon Realm and came to the entrance of the secret realm again, and the original solemn smile also spread out, and he chuckled: "It turns out that someone has imposed an illusion, although I don't know who made it, but it's okay, it's better to rob one person than to rob the world." ”

As for whether you can grab it, we'll talk about it later. And now, Seinfeld's heart is gradually heating up, and there are only a few months left for the Yuehua Sect's Dao Conference, so he has to prepare well and strive to get a better reward.

Stepping on the Fire Spirit Sword, slashing across the sky like a meteor, Seinfeld stood like a javelin at the tip of the Fire Spirit Sword, holding his hands on his chest.

The morning sun rises slowly in the sky, once again dyeing the earth with the color of hope, and the early morning wind blows cool on the face, which is very comfortable.

Seinfeld stood on the tip of his sword, looking out at the sky, the peaks of the mountains being trampled under his feet, recalling the sum of his past life and his experience in this life, as if in a dream.

This dream will never wake up again, but Seinfeld is enjoying this dream now, and asks the immortals, who can resist such a temptation to dream of immortality. For Seinfeld, in today's life, there are dreams to pursue, a free life and soul, and caring brothers and celebrities, and life is enough.

Even if the ground is full of thorns in front of him, even if there are swords in front of him, he will definitely overcome the thorns and open up a smooth road for himself and his brothers—with the sword in his hand and the blood of the enemy.

"Boy, fly very fast, stop for uncle. Just when Seinfeld was full of longing, a high-pitched, command-like voice sounded in Seinfeld's ears, and the tone of his voice seemed very natural.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man with a cold face and a ruthless face stepped on an earthy yellow flying sword to block his way, looking at him condescendingly.

Seinfeld's Fire Spirit Sword slowed down slowly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the monk in a black samurai suit with a scar on his face.

Seinfeld's expression was as soothing and flat as a storm, and he chuckled, "You called me to kill people and take treasures?"

"Treasure hunting is certain, as for killing? The big man sneered, "Give you three breaths of time, take off the storage ring, leave the flying sword, maybe I can let you go." ”

Dahan's voice was very rough, and as his sound waves were released, the white clouds around him were shaken away.

Seinfeld chuckled: "Being able to use his voice to shake away the white clouds is worthy of being a monk in the spiritual realm." No wonder there is such self-confidence. ”

"One breath. The big man sneered, his fierce and gloomy gaze staring at Seinfeld like a poisonous snake, "I never talk nonsense with ants. ”

Seinfeld glanced at him lightly, and said softly: "Mu Jiasu, a spiritual realm monk, specializes in killing people and robbing money, in the past twenty years since his debut, he has been cautious in committing crimes, and he only picks the weak to rob, so he has failed very few times in more than 20 years, and even if he fails, he can leave calmly, am I right?"

"Boy, do you even know Grandpa's name?" the big man's gaze became even more gloomy, "In that case, Lao Tzu can't let you continue to live." ”

"Hehe, it's just that among the many wanted warrants I saw in Lifeng City, there is one of yours, which looks a little familiar just now, but I didn't expect it to be you, a monk of the Spirit Realm. Seinfeld chuckled.

"Yes, it's Grandpa me. The anger on Mu Jiasu's body suddenly spread, and he stared coldly at the prey under his feet like a vulture, "Boy, I met grandpa, it was your bad luck that wiped your eyes in the next life." ”

As he spoke, Mu Jiasu clenched his right hand into a fist and slammed it directly in the direction of Seinfeld. The casual blow of a spiritual realm powerhouse, even a Jindan monk would not dare to resist, let alone a small foundation-building monk, even running away is a luxury.

It is difficult to build a foundation to compete with Jin Dan, even if it is the peak of building a foundation, it is not an opponent in the early stage of Jin Dan, unless there is a magic weapon against the sky. Similarly, the peak of Jin Dan is not the opponent of the primary spiritual realm, even if it is a junior spiritual realm like Mu Jiasu.

As long as one punch, you can bombard and kill Zhuji, this is a convention that Mu Jiasu has never broken for many years since his debut, and it is also common sense in the cultivation world to bombard Zhuji with one easy move in the spiritual realm, even if it is a foundation building disciple of a super sect, he can't fight with the powerhouse of the spirit realm, even if that foundation building disciple has a Dao weapon. Just like the previous Song Fei, even if he had the Dragon Tiger Ding, he could resist the attack of the Jindan monk at most, but he could not compete with the monks of the Spirit Realm, and at this moment, Song Fei not only did not use the power of the Dragon Tiger Ding, but even the flying sword had been abandoned, and the orange flame suddenly ignited from his fist, and then, with a punch carrying the orange flame, he fiercely met the fist strength of Mu Jiasu.