Chapter 1573 Purple Evil Mysterious Fire

"Boy, why are you like this?"

"Don't forget the Purple Evil Fire, which is the companion flame of the Red Lotus Fire. It is a very rare catalytic material in the world. Si Tu Reading 520 Official Website

Of course, don't blame me for telling you now. After all, the Purple Evil Fire has not been completely refined, and there are some risks in using it."

"But... at this time, no matter how dangerous it is, we have to try it. Don't you think so?"

Yuan Ling said mysteriously.

"Yes, yes, yes..."

"Tell me, how to use it specifically?"

Ye Feng was delighted. It turned out that the old man had already planned it.

"Mix the Purple Evil Fire with the spiritual power and melt it into all the materials... You extract the Yuan power first."

As the voice fell, Ye Feng opened his eyes, waved his hand to pick up the materials, and then the spiritual power quickly probed out and began to quickly remove the impurities in it.

"Hmph, you still don't give up? A trapped beast still fights, this time you die even more miserably..."

Seeing Ye Feng's renewed morale, Qing Zhenyi sneered. The first time they inscribed, both of them were at their peak, but by the second time, their mental power had been greatly depleted. Even he was not sure about the second "Taiqing Jinhua Liquid".

Now Qing Zhenyi only wanted to succeed. As for the quality, it didn't matter if it was lowered by one level.

He concluded that Ye Feng could not engrave a level 3 inscription of the middle grade.

With the previous experience, Ye Feng was much faster in removing impurities, and when he put aside all his concerns, he became more and more handy in material processing, and his movements were as smooth as flowing water, more than doubled compared to before.

Boom!

When all the impurities were removed, Ye Feng did not stop at all, and his mental power exploded directly.

Several particularly green rays of light flashed and disappeared at the moment of piercing the bark of the ancient tree, and fiercely bombarded the oncoming rules of the avenue.

The two collided, making a dull explosion. Although the ancient bark expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, it was soon pressed down again.

However, Ye Feng's violent behavior made the senior inscription masters in the distance shake their heads.

When inscribing, you must be cautious and pay attention to every detail. This kid is so extravagant. Could it be that he knew that he had no hope of success, his mentality collapsed, and he chose to break the jar?

As for the location of the people in the Sweeping Gate, Yuan Ningzhen, Wang Yuwei and others clenched their fists nervously, not even daring to blink.

Swish...

A harsh sound came out, and Ye Feng's mental power passed through the bark. Although the action was wild and rough, relying on the strength of his own mental power, there was no problem.

When he was engraving the pattern with a slash, Qing Zhenyi had reached a critical moment.

The second inscription he engraved was about to reach the final stage.

However, the continuous consumption of a large amount of mental energy, even with the dual blessing of the inscription and the spirit pen, made him overwhelmed. His two palms trembled slightly, and a large drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead.

The mental power gap between the two sides was undoubtedly reflected.

"Hey!"

After a short pause, Qing Zhenyi clenched his hands fiercely, and the only mental power left in his sea of ​​​​mind was pressed on the ancient tree bark, and finally completed the final finishing work in front of him.

When the inscription spirit pen left the ancient tree bark, he was panting and seemed to be in a state of exhaustion.

"I... succeeded?"

Looking at the inscription that appeared in front of him and shone with spiritual light again, Qing Zhenyi couldn't help but be happy.

This is "Taiqing Jinhua Liquid". The success rate of many senior masters can only be maintained at about two or three levels, but he succeeded twice in a row, both times, which is simply unbelievable.

"Brother Qing succeeded."

"Brother Qing is mighty..."

The group of Luowang disciples who cheered for Qing Zhenyi suddenly cheered like thunder.

Unlike the performance of the disciples on the four sides, the several inscription masters on the top of the mountain looked at each other and sighed deeply.

Judging from the spiritual light, the grade of the second "Taiqing Jinhua Liquid" engraved by Qing Zhenyi was not even up to the third level. It was just a spiritual power inscription, which was more valuable than the ordinary second-level inscription, but it was difficult to recoup the material cost of 15 million spiritual stones.

As a fourth-grade inscription master, engraving a second-level inscription with third-level inscription materials was not worth such joy.

...

As Qing Zhenyi finished the inscription, all the eyes below the martial arts stage fell on Ye Feng beside him.

Who wins and who loses depends on his final operation.

At this moment, Ye Feng had just engraved the pattern and was staring at the six materials in front of him.

With his mental strength, at this moment, he also felt a slight fatigue in his sea of ​​consciousness. After raising his mind to the limit and blocking all external information, Ye Feng whispered in his heart: "Yuan Ling, let's start."

"Well, with your current mental control, you can barely activate the purple evil fire."

"But... you have to use it sparingly. Once it is used as a catalytic material, the origin of the black fire will be used less and less. If it weren't for the fact that you bet big enough, I would not let you waste it like this."

Yuan Ling's tone was a little sad.

Ye Feng nodded solemnly, thinking: It was you, old man, who encouraged me, saying that I could win...

But it was superfluous to say anything at this time. His eyes focused on the purple evil black fire in his dantian, and then he attracted the Yuan force and gently pulled it.

Hua La!

A leaping purple flame, after a short jump, separated a ray from it, was wrapped in Yuan force and shot out, and floated in front of Ye Feng's forehead.

The temperature on the martial arts stage suddenly rose rapidly. At the same time, many warriors near the stands felt a "buzz" in their minds, and their minds seemed to lose control and were involuntarily agitated.

"Purple Evil Mysterious Fire!"

"What the hell, how can this kid... possess the Purple Evil Mysterious Fire? Did he trigger that thing in the Sutra Field?"

Unlike the onlookers who didn't know what was going on, the inscription masters in the distance were all surprised and stared at the jumping flames with great seriousness.

Especially Elder He who was guarding the Eight-Cornered Linglong Pavilion, his expression showed a hint of murderous intent.

"No, it's not the purple fire in the Sutra Field, but it has a strong smell of sea water. Well, I heard from Tianlan that this kid has another identity as a prince consort of the water tribe."

"The Purple Evil Mysterious Fire he possesses should come from the deep seabed of the Aolai Sea..."

After concentrating and observing carefully for a while, Elder He just shook his head, and the murderous intent that permeated him gradually faded.

He distinguished the difference between the two.

If Ye Feng stole the Purple Evil Mysterious Fire from the Bajiao Linglong Pavilion, no matter what his background or talent for inscriptions, as the elder guarding the pavilion, Elder He must handle the matter impartially and take Ye Feng down first.

Elder He's words made several inscription masters nearby show a trace of undisguised envy.

For inscription masters of their status, the Purple Evil Mysterious Fire... is definitely a treasure they dream of. Although the Tiandi Yuan Sect possesses this flame, it is a forbidden item shared by the two sects. Not to mention them, even Elder Nie cannot use it at all...