The dim sky, long since been dispelled by the golden flames, took on a brighter color.

Seinfeld had all the dirt and mud on his body, and with a single thought, he had regained his former figure, and even after cultivating to improve, his demeanor was even worse than before.

On the opposite side of him, the big goat stood in the void with its physical body, the gravity of heaven and earth could no longer restrain his physical body, as long as a thought, the cells in his body could react, and then it could produce extreme speed.

The true fire of the sun, the ultimate flame technique, the source of life for all things.

The immortal golden body, opening mountains and splitting the earth, can be called a peerless supernatural power second only to Pangu's physical body.

Seinfeld was also curious about who was stronger and weaker of these two exercises.

"Helper, are you ready?" Seinfeld was in front of him, and the big goat was about to move.

"Come on. On Seinfeld's body, a ball of golden flames erupted instantly, and his whole body was shrouded in flames, exuding unparalleled coercion.

"Ahh

This time, Seinfeld didn't use his fists to fight the big goat, because the fist used the power of the flesh, and he wanted to fight the big goat with the pure power of the sun's true fire.

With a crisp long roar, the golden flame phoenix flew out in an instant, colliding with the body of the big goat.

Immediately after, the True Yang Sword and the True Yang Fire Dance were beaten out by Seinfeld without reservation, and the huge flames scattered in the air, and the body of the big goat was like an invincible god, fighting in the flames non-stop.

Seinfeld retreated while using various spells against the big goat.

"Phew!" In the end, Seinfeld used the Dragon and Tiger Ding, and finally smashed the big goat down and fell on the square of the Tianque Palace.

Seinfeld found that if he didn't use a magic weapon, his combat power would be almost the same as that of a big goat, and if he used a dao weapon, he could steadily suppress the big goat.

The power of Dharma cultivation lies in the ability to use all kinds of magical magic weapons, and physical cultivation itself is a magic weapon, when the cultivation reaches a high level, it can shatter the void, and all the magic weapons can be shattered by him with one punch.

It's just that at present, the flesh of the big goat is still a lot different from that of the Dao weapon.

When his realm is improved and his physical body can resist the magic weapon, then Seinfeld's use of the Dao weapon may be a different situation.

In the realm of the Xuan Realm, the Sun True Fire still has the advantage of suppressing the indestructible golden body, and then the realm after that is difficult to say and cannot be calculated.

The big goat fell on the stone slab in the square, and suddenly a black figure and a white ghost rushed to him, it turned out that while the two of the big goats were practicing, Xuetian secretly used the pill to make up for the damage, and recovered most of his strength and injuries.

This time, taking advantage of the distraction of the big goat smashing on the ground, the tacit attack of the two ghosts instantly descended like a storm.

"Two dead ghosts also dare to deceive Lao Tzu. The big goat rolled and jumped up with a carp, and punched out at the two ghosts, directly scattering the bodies of the two.

The two ghosts, who had recovered most of their injuries, were almost killed by a punch from the big goat.

"Impossible, how can your physical body be so powerful, even the late stage of the Xuan Realm can't resist it, this is impossible. Xuetian's tone was shocked and angry, and he roared unwillingly at the big goat.

"Late Xuan Realm? Lao Tzu is fighting in the late Xuan Realm. The big goat's footsteps stepped forward, forcing the blood sky to retreat again and again.

"Alright, don't die. Seinfeld, dressed in white in mid-air, slowly fell, descended in front of Xuetian, and smiled faintly at Xuetian, "Tell me about the situation of the Nine Shadows Ancestor." ”

"As a ghost general, you will never betray your ancestors. As if sensing that his limit was approaching, an unprecedented arrogance appeared on Xuetian's body, "Hahaha, you will die, you will definitely die, you don't need the ancestor to make a move, there will be a more powerful ghost general coming next, you will definitely die." ”

"If you don't say it, then I'll pry your mouth open. Seinfeld shouted coldly, but before he finished speaking, Xuetian's body suddenly turned into a burst of black gas, and suddenly exploded.

With a move from Song Fei's hand, a huge force hung down in the Tianque Palace to guard in front of him, compressing all the explosive power into a very small range, and with it, the Yin Soul in the late stage of the Xuan Realm also exploded together under the command of Xuetian.

The terrifying power of self-detonation, if it weren't for the protection of Tianque Palace, maybe they would have to suffer a lot of injuries.

Seinfeld didn't expect that this bloody sky would be so strong, and he chose to blow himself up as soon as he started communicating. It's a pity, I originally wanted to get some information about the Nine Shadows Ancestor from his mouth, to see what realm of sacredness it was.

With the self-detonation of the blood sky, all the clues were broken.

Spirit stones and magic weapons were sprinkled all over the place, but in Song Fei's eyes, there were few treasures on the ground at the moment, and they couldn't match the net worth that a Xuanjing monk should have, all of them were worth about 200,000 spirit stones, Song Fei really didn't know, this ghost general wouldn't look for some good treasures in addition to cultivating?

The only thing that is gratifying is that the Dao Weapon Soul Banner remains, this is a middle Dao weapon, although the level is not too high, but his subtlety should not be underestimated, if you can seal a Yin Soul of the Tribulation Period or Mahayana Period in it, for now, the power will definitely exceed that of Seinfeld using the Extreme Dao Weapon, and it is absolutely crushing.

The premise is that there is such a Yin Soul, if there is no Yin Soul, the power of this Soul Banner is not much stronger than that of the Dragon and Tiger Ding.

Putting the Dementor Banner into the storage ring, Seinfeld sent the big goat to continue his cultivation, while he returned to the Hall of Time and began the lottery.

Every lottery is an opportunity to climb to the sky in one step, and it is also a heart-pounding moment.

The spirit sank into the god-level exchange system, and when Seinfeld gave a command, a small red dot appeared in the god-level exchange system, and began to rotate in the dense mass of stars, and with Seinfeld's current eyesight, he still couldn't capture the trajectory and speed of the red dot.

If it weren't for such a fast speed, you wouldn't know how many days, or how many years, would have been wasted by stopping at every object.

As Seinfeld's heart raced, the red dot rested on a spell.

Burning Sky Seal: A fire-based spell that cultivates true and cannot be exchanged for points because it is a lottery item.

Seinfeld immediately found the recipe of the Seal of Heaven Seal from the god-level exchange system: Seal the Seal of the Heavens, cultivate the True Realm exercises, condense the true fire to create the Burning Heaven Seal, have the power of Burning the Sky and Boiling the Sea, and exchange the required points: 32 million.

Seeing this value, the system prompted that it was a cultivation level, so it was not an immortal level, but even so, Seinfeld believed that this was also a heaven-level spell, but he didn't know which level it was located in.

This is like a tiger with wings for Song Fei, and now that he is cultivating in the Xuan Realm, although the Phoenix Shadow Palm is still powerful, he is looking forward to a more powerful means, and this Burning Sky Seal is the spell he needs the most at the moment.

If the cultivation is completed, my combat power may increase dramatically again.

It's just that Seinfeld is also mentally prepared, the difficulty of cultivation of heaven-level spells is probably extremely difficult, and he may not be able to practice the complete Burning Sky Seal in a short period of time. Just like when Jun Wanshuang practiced the Phoenix Shadow Palm, she could only use the power of the earth-level extreme spell in two months.

Every high-level spell requires an extremely long time and a super high level of comprehension, as well as an understanding of the cultivation avenue, all three are indispensable, so even a disciple of the Great Gate Sect, who is young, can comprehend a ground-level spell is a very good genius.

Their sect may have heaven-level exercises, but with the cultivation of young people, they would not consider letting them waste their time doing things that they couldn't do.

In the dim space without the sun, the death qi of the extreme yin is circulating in the space, if it is in the human realm, such an area, I am afraid that a very terrifying yin soul can be brewed.

Dozens of figures that have not moved for thousands of years are still sitting cross-legged in the air like mountains, like stone statues, without the disturbance of the outside world, and they will not move for thousands of years. In this space where the yin qi was about to thicken into liquid, he cultivated silently.

A seemingly ordinary body suddenly opened its eyes, but there was endless gray in its eyes, and even its pupils were gray.

As his eyes opened, his body like a stone statue gave people a sense of life. Then I heard him whisper softly: "Blood Heaven, it's actually dead." ”

"What a useless piece of waste. With Ling Xueming's roar, the entire space trembled heavily, as if it couldn't withstand his coercion, and the powerful Yin Spirits wandering around hundreds of miles away, as if sensing Ling Xueming's anger, let out a terrible scream, and flew towards the endless void as if fleeing for their lives.

It's just that the figures around him are still like stone statues, quietly cultivating.

"Where is the blood soul? Facing the void, Ling Xueming snorted softly.

A strong blood-colored yin wind suddenly blew in the air, and then a bewitching young man slowly condensed his body with the yin wind, knelt down on one knee in front of Ling Xueming, and shouted in a low voice: "Ghost will be a blood soul, meet your lord." ”

"Blood Heaven is dead. Ling Xueming said lightly.

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of the bewitching young man's mouth: "That's just a waste, adults don't have to worry." Blood Soul is willing to relieve the troubles of adults. ”

Ling Xueming stretched out his pale fingers, lightly tapped them in the void, and the next moment the faces of Song Fei and Jun Wanshuang appeared, and said lightly: "Bringing back the souls of these two people, not only I have a reward, but also the Nine Shadows Ancestor." ”

"Yes, sir. The corners of the bewitching young man's mouth hooked up a confident smile. Ling Xueming stretched out his hand and grabbed the void, a blood-colored slender long sword condensed in his hand, and said lightly: "This is the projection of my portable sword, give it to you, don't let me down." "Master Xie. The blood soul was overjoyed, and respectfully took the long sword, and then the figure slowly faded away and disappeared.