Chapter 1705 Mutton Fat Jade Purifying Bottle
As soon as the Third Holy Son appeared, Xu Yi felt something was wrong, even though the Third Holy Son's pretentious aura and the spirit of the spiritual platform were similar to those in the past.
With just a glance, Xu Yi felt that something was wrong. He had seen Master Zhu's pretentious appearance. Although the feeling given to him by the Three Holy Sons was not necessarily as seamless as that of Master Zhu, it was almost imperceptible. The controlling temperament exuding from him made Xu Yi completely realize that something might be wrong.
Fortunately, he had already taken precautions. Since he dared to provoke the Three Holy Sons, he must have made complete preparations.
From the beginning, he never gave the Third Holy Son a chance to take action.
Therefore, no matter what realm the Third Holy Son is or what cultivation level he has, he will follow the established routine, but the final attack method will be more focused.
Choosing Yanliujiang to meet was naturally not Xu Yi's whim, but rather a consideration behind it.
As a combat expert, he is very aware of the importance of preparing the battlefield, and he is loyal to explosions by nature. When he said goodbye to Yuan Tiansi last time, Yuan Tiansi specially presented two middle-grade extreme water beads, which he just used this time. One.
He first went to the Yanliu River and caught the strange ball-shaped fish because he was attracted by the particles around him and the slow crawling speed.
Xu Yi embedded the extremely water droplets in the particles around the strange fish, then threw him into the river and let him crawl slowly in the water.
All of his actions were simply to create a natural trap scene.
Because one has cultivated to the level of the Three Holy Sons, one can gain insight into one aspect with just a single thought.
Without clever arrangements, it would be simply wishful thinking to set up a trap for such powerful men.
Even after making arrangements, Xu Yi still chose to confuse the enemy with words. When the Third Saint Son's attention was distracted to the greatest extent, he brazenly activated his spiritual thoughts and detonated the middle-grade extreme water drop.
Immediately, the misty smoke wave that the two stood on instantly turned into the core of the explosion. The Seven Thousand Swords that Xu Yi originally planned to activate, but after realizing that the realm of the Three Saint Sons might be even higher, Xu Yi immediately changed his mind and chose Dragon Elephant comes to launch a critical attack.
With the huge explosion, the three holy sons, who were as powerful as the True Pill, also lost the opportunity. Xu Yi's violent monster body rushed forward and hit him with hundreds of punches. Not only did he shatter his body protective armor, but he also lost his chance. The indestructible body was also driven into cracks, and all the internal organs were broken.
What was most difficult for the Third Holy Son to accept was that the thief took away the mutton-fat jade bottle hanging around his neck. It was his most precious treasure and never left his side.
After Xu Yi struck, he immediately ran away. The Third Saint Son's mood was stable, but he had lost sight of Xu Yi. After the sharp whistle, the Third Saint Son frantically pinched the magic formula in his hand, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his body turned into a rainbow. Rushing toward the southeast.
After burning thirteen Stormrage Talisman, Xu Yi stopped on an isolated island in the north.
He didn't bother to open up a cave, and sat down directly on a reef. A split soul was released from the spiritual platform, and it went straight towards the mutton-fat jade bottle floating in front of him. Xu Yi gritted his teeth, his eyebrows pounded, and his face suddenly became ferocious. And twisting, the soul deep in the spiritual platform could not help but scream, and the pain reached the extreme. At this moment, the released soul finally burned violently, and the mysterious runes around the mutton-fat jade bottle began to flicker. disappear slowly.
"Asshole!"
The Third Holy Son, who was tens of thousands of miles away and was flying towards this place with all his strength, roared angrily, and his soul was twisted with anger.
At this moment, he was pursuing Xu Yi with all his strength, and the reason why he was able to lock Xu Yi was all because of his unique soul mark on the mutton-fat jade bottle.
How precious the mutton-fat jade bottle is, others don't know it, but he himself knows it.
Just because this treasure was the greatest opportunity in his life, he got it by chance at the place where the Saint Dragon rests.
So far, he has not fully understood this mutton-fat jade vase. He only knows that if the green willow branches soaked in the mutton-fat jade vase are swayed out, just a few drops of liquid can bring life and death, flesh and bones. , recover from injuries instantly.
Such a treasure is unheard of, but the Third Holy Son is convinced that the magical uses of this mutton-fat jade purification bottle are by no means limited to this.
Because he never really refined this treasure, he only used secret methods and soaked it with his soul all year round, and finally put his own mark on it.
At this moment, he could feel the marks he had made disappearing rapidly, and he could even guess with his toes that it was the shameless thief who was using secret techniques to refine the treasure.
But he couldn't figure out how there could be a secret method in the world that could surpass the sacrificial refining method of the saints, and it would be effective in such a short period of time. It was simply a fantasy, unless, unless, that guy used soul fire.
As soon as this idea came up, he shook his head and threw it away.
If you really use the soul-burning flame to wash away the original soul mark and make your own soul mark, it will be the fastest way.
But even those who are powerful in the true elixir would not dare to use this method.
The soul is injured hundreds of times, and recovery is too slow. The most important thing is that for this kind of sacrifice, the split soul must account for more than half of the main soul to be effective.
As we all know, if more than half of the main soul is consumed, and if the soul's toughness is not strong enough, the soul may collapse at any time.
Unable to guess what kind of method Wang Qianqiu used, and then sacrificing the mutton-fat jade purification bottle, the Third Holy Son was too lazy to think about it, and played a first-level full-level talisman, and his figure suddenly disappeared in the air.
Xu Yi, who was tens of thousands of miles away, certainly knew that the Three Holy Sons must be chasing after him quickly, but he did not move at all, still spreading out the fire of his soul and constantly refining it.
Most of the soul marks on the bottle have been shattered. The entire jade bottle is filled with hazy light, and the green willow branches exude a faint fragrance, soothing his soul that has become a little anxious due to constant division.
Xu Yi's attempt to seize the mutton-fat jade bottle from the Third Holy Son was definitely not out of curiosity, nor was it a sudden move.
At that time, in the Temple of Heaven, he saw with his own eyes that the Three Holy Sons used this object to help a group of monks who could not fit the Heavenly Demon Jade Bi to restore their bodies and spirits. Every three or two drops of liquid spilled could make a group of monks who were about to wither. Monk, recover quickly.
He had never heard of such a rare treasure. He also checked the classics afterwards and found no similar treasures.
At that time, he paid attention.
This plot against the Third Holy Son to kill the Third Holy Son is obviously impossible. After all, in front of everyone, if you really do this, you will undoubtedly be seeking a dead end. The ultimate goal is to seize the mutton-fat jade purification bottle from the Third Holy Son's chest. good.
After a sneak attack, he succeeded as expected. With the sharp black dagger, he easily cut off the mutton-fat jade bottle.
At this moment, he was working hard to refine it, just to remove the soul mark on the mutton-fat jade bottle, so as not to leave a tail and force himself to be on guard at all times.