Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 154 Died with Hatred
Ye Xuan's heart trembled.

He hurriedly lowered his head to look at the spiritual fire in his hands that was gradually merging.

As spiritual fires, the Burning Heart Flame and the Yin Evil Fire are far beyond ordinary flames.

Originally, these two kinds of spiritual fire could not mesh together. What kind of existence is spiritual fire, born from heaven and earth, with unimaginable power. If under normal circumstances, the two kinds of spiritual fire collided, there would be a terrifying explosion.

But, you have to know that Ye Xuan possesses the martial soul of the Chengtian Ding. In the past two days, the two kinds of spiritual fire have been nurtured in the Chengtian Ding, and there is a chance for integration after being nurtured by the Chengtian Ding.

Now that Ye Xuan has cultivated a divine palace, his mental power can be released out of his body. Through his mental power, he can gradually and skillfully combine the two spiritual fires together.

Because Ye Xuan absorbed all the medicinal power of the natural treasures in the cauldron, he was able to open up a top-level divine residence in one fell swoop. At the same time, his mental power, nourished by all the natural treasures, reached the twenty-first level!
According to the realm classification of Tianwu Continent, the twenty-first level of mental power is equivalent to the first level of the True Spirit Realm for warriors!
It takes a long time to fuse the two spiritual fires. Even with Ye Xuan's mental power comparable to that of the True Spirit Realm, it cannot be completed in an instant.

Seeing Qiu Qiangguang walking towards the big cauldron step by step, Ye Xuan's mind moved, and he mobilized the sea of ​​​​spiritual power in his mind palace, condensing it into a mini sword with golden light.

He knew that even if Qiu Qianguang was seriously injured, as a powerful cultivator at the Martial King level, his speed would still be terrifying. Even if he attacked him secretly, he might not be able to hit him with the fused spiritual fire.

Facing this old monster, he only has one chance to attack!
Outside the cauldron, Qiu Qianguang approached, his eyes froze, and he said to himself, "Hey, why is the anomaly gone? Did I fail in refining the elixir?"

"Impossible! How could it fail when the thunder tribulation has already occurred? That's right, the elixir must be fully developed, and the brilliance is restrained. This is a sign of the birth of a high-level elixir. Haha, let me see my Supreme Wisdom Pill."

Qiu Qiangguang simply could not tolerate failure. He had spent countless years refining this elixir, which could improve the quality of his martial soul. After taking this elixir, his martial soul would be able to improve to a level beyond measure, and it would no longer be a problem for him to advance to the Martial Emperor level in the future.

Qiu Qianguang looked excited, his eyes shining, and he pushed open the lid of the tripod little by little with his blood-stained hands.

The moment he pushed open the lid of the cauldron, he saw silver and white flames swirling inside the cauldron.

"Huh?" Qiu Qianguang was stunned for a moment, ignoring the silver and white flames, and found with surprise that the boy he threw into the cauldron was sitting in the cauldron intact.

At this time, the young man was grinning at him.

At this moment...a small golden sword shining with golden light shot out from the center of the young man's eyebrows.

This golden little sword is extremely fast, it is Ye Xuan's "Sword of Spirit"!
"Impossible!" Qiu Qianguang suddenly reacted and his expression changed drastically.

When Qiu Qianguang saw the mini sword coming at him, he immediately felt a sense of danger.

But although his speed at the Martial King level is fast, how can it possibly compare to the speed of human mental power.

And, at such a short distance!

The phantom sword came too fast, and Qiu Qianguang had no time to react before the "small sword" shot into his head.

He let out a loud scream, jumped more than three feet high, blood spurting out of his mouth, and held his head and screamed.

"This is a mental attack, bastard!" Qiu Qianguang was about to launch an attack while screaming, but with a 'bang', a silver-gray fire bead flew out of the cauldron and hit his chest in a flash.

"Boom!" The fireball exploded and turned into a rolling fireball, engulfing Qiu Qianguang.

Qiu Qiangguang was worthy of being at the Martial King level. Under the attack of the two spiritual fires, red light rose from his body and he managed to resist.

But the impact of the fireball also knocked the elder of Qingyun Valley back two steps, stumbling and unable to stand steadily.

But at this moment, a silver light flashed on one side, and Ye Xuan appeared out of thin air beside Qiu Qianguang, holding an ancient green sword in both hands and chopped it down fiercely.

Now Qiu Qianguang was really panicked!

Ye Xuan was clearly injured by him and his martial arts skills were sealed, so how come he could still use his body skills in such a strange way?
Although he was shocked, he suddenly grabbed with his right hand and was about to take Ye Xuan's sword.

Ye Xuan chuckled, and the person disappeared in front of his eyes, and there was a "puff" sound of breaking air under his feet. Dozens of silver threads as thin as string suddenly appeared on the ground and pierced Qiu Qianguang's legs fiercely.

At this moment, a hill as big as a millstone fell down from above Qiu Qianguang's head.

This series of incidents occurred almost at the same time.

Because the changes were too fast and the distance was too short, Qiu Qianguang had no time to dodge because of the spiritual fire. He could only roar in shock and anger, and the red light on his body became so strong that he could resist the silver lightning threads under his feet and the Mount Sumeru above his head, blocking the red light on his body.

With a light "chi" sound, Ye Xuan appeared behind him and slashed down with a sword. The long sword slashed on the red light, making a sound of metal clashing, and the red light immediately shook. Then more than ten silver lightning lines, like poisonous snakes, drilled into the red light strangely, and pierced through it for several inches, and continued to drill in.

At this moment, Mount Xumi broke through the red light and hit Qiu Qianguang's head solidly. Qiu Qianguang's whole body shook violently, and with a "wow" sound, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black and red blood.

Qiu Qianguang's head was buzzing, he was shocked and angry. He put his head on the hill and reached out to touch the ring.

At this moment, he understood a little. Under the opponent's attack of mental skills and martial arts, he was seriously injured and it seemed difficult to suppress it.

But before he could take out his treasure, he suddenly felt that his body seemed to be much weaker, and at this moment he discovered that the wounds on his body that had been broken by resisting the thunder tribulation were actually gushing out blood uncontrollably.

A green light flashed, and the sharp green-patterned sword light pierced into the red light that protected his body with incomparable sharpness.

Behind Ye Xuan, who was holding the green-veined sword, a golden halo was spinning.

It was the Samsara Martial Soul. At this moment, all the blood spurting out of Qiu Qianguang's body was swallowed up by the Samsara Martial Soul.

Qiu Qianguang's face turned extremely pale! He couldn't believe that this Qingyun Valley disciple in front of him had so many strange attack methods.

Especially the mental attack and the silver-gray flame.

But he was a martial king after all, and he felt something was wrong the moment the blue-veined sword pierced through the red light protecting his body. He didn't care about taking any treasures, and suddenly leaned forward with all his strength.

Suddenly, the blue-veined sword pierced his chest, but avoided the vital part of the heart.

"Ouch!" Qiu Qianguang wailed, his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

But Ye Xuan's attack was not limited to this. A tall figure of a corpse suddenly jumped out from Mount Xumi, and inserted two fingers, piercing into Qiu Qianguang's eyes with a "puff".

It turned out that after Ye Xuan conquered Mount Xumi, he had always kept some items in the storage ring, and the most important items were deposited in Mount Xumi.

Ye Xuan had a blank expression on his face. With a thought, he quickly shot out the small sword of mental power that had formed again in his divine palace.

Qiu Qianguang, whose eyes were blinded and who was screaming in fear and anger, randomly smashed the corpse above his head into pieces with a palm, sending blood flying everywhere.

But he was hit by the sword of mental power again. He could no longer hold on and finally fell to the ground wailing.

It has to be said that Qiu Qianguang was extremely aggrieved. As a martial artist at the Martial King level, he was beaten by Ye Xuan, who was two levels lower than him, without any chance to fight back.

A sharp green light flashed, and Ye Xuan silently flashed past him. Then the head of the Qingyun Valley elder separated from his neck and flew out.

Blood immediately spurted out several feet high, and a thick bloody smell spread.

"I don't... want to!!" Qiu Qianguang's head flew out, and with blood gushing out of his eyes, he let out a shrill cry.

But then there was no sound, it fell to the ground, and rolled three or four meters away.

Thus, this Martial King Elder finally died at the hands of Ye Xuan. He could not understand until his death how Ye Xuan could survive in the cauldron! He could not accept it! He had not seen the Huiling Pill appear, but what he waited for was the sickle of the god of death.

Ye Xuan let out a long sigh, then burst into laughter in the cave.

"You old immortal, do you think you are the Supreme? I am not a monkey!"

(End of this chapter)