Chapter 31 Chapter Thirty-One The Fit of Skyrocketing

Sitting on the ground dripping with sweat, Xiao Yan gasped violently, wiped the sweat stains off his forehead with his sleeve robe, shook his head with a wry smile, after a few minutes of confrontation, it was better than he and Da Dou It would be exhausting even after a battle between masters and masters, but fortunately, Queen Medusa's strength was much weaker for unknown reasons, otherwise, Xiao Yan would have been directly slaughtered by her today. Breathing out with lingering fear in his heart, Xiao Yan stood up slowly, his moving eyes suddenly stopped on the blue flame that was flying up and down along his body like a fiery snake, he was stunned for a moment, Immediately, his mouth opened slightly.

Xiao Yan created this long cyan flame whip with a casual pull when he was dodging back earlier, the relaxed appearance didn't seem to have cost him much energy. After the flame whip was pulled out, it broke away from Xiao Yan's palm, and then automatically rotated along Xiao Yan's body. That posture was like a spiritual guardian deity. His eyes stared blankly at the blue flame whip hovering around his body, and the corners of Xiao Yan's mouth twitched slightly. Although after more than 20 days of training, he was quite proficient in controlling Qinglian's heart fire, but in his heart Clearly, with my little ability to control fire, it is absolutely impossible to control the former as flexible as my own arm.

However, the reality that appeared in front of him made him feel confused while being ecstatic... Dazed for a while, Xiao Yan slowly came back to his senses, stretched out his palm, and lightly touched the circling blue flame whip. The first time his palm touched the blue flame, the latter turned into a very obedient person. Clusters of cyan flames adhered to Xiao Yan's fingers, stirring slightly. The ten fingers jog each other, and then gradually pull apart.Immediately, ten thin blue flame lines were stretched out, and the palms danced. The Qinglian Earth Heart Fire on the palms sometimes rose and sometimes fell. When making elixir, I don't know how much stronger it is.

"What's going on?" Looking at Qinglian's heart fire that was constantly changing into various shapes with the rotation of his mind, the astonishment on Xiao Yan's face turned out to be more and more intense. When he controlled the latter, he clearly felt that Qinglian's heart fire Fire's intimacy with itself.Compared with before, it has obviously increased several times suddenly, and the faint sense of resistance before has also quietly weakened a lot. Frowning and pondering for a long time, Xiao Yan's heart suddenly moved, and he murmured in a low voice: "Could it be... because of the ground fire lotus seeds?"

This thought flashed through Xiao Yan's mind, but it made Xiao Yan realize a little bit. The ground fire lotus seed and Qinglian's heart fire came out of one body. Now that he absorbed the essence energy of the ground fire lotus seed into his body, he was mistaken. The collision made the fit between his body and Qinglian's heart fire more and more perfect. Following this analysis, Xiao Yan's frown slowly relaxed.A hint of joy appeared on his face. He did not expect to have such an unexpected miraculous effect after taking the ground fire lotus seeds. This sudden increase in fit is simply more exciting than completely repairing the injury. After all, the injury will sooner or later It can be cured, but the compatibility between this body and Qinglian's heart fire can only be slowly improved by relying on the running-in of time. Therefore, in this comparison, which of the two is more rare and practical, you can tell at a glance .

With some joy on his face, Xiao Yan stared closely at the blue flames on his fingers. The flames squirmed slightly, and after a while, they condensed into ten extremely sharp fire thorns at the tips of his fingers. Due to the compression, the destructive power contained in these ten fire thorns is undoubtedly quite strong. With a flick of his fingers, ten sharp fire thorns shot out suddenly. The fiery energy formed a small cyan light film outside their bodies. When these fire thorns were about to hit the wall, Xiao Yan bent his fingers slightly Immediately, the fire thorn shot out violently, as if being pulled, turned around abruptly, and shot at Xiao Yan back from the same path.

Smiling and looking at the blue fire thorns that came back, Xiao Yan stretched out his fingers, and the ten fire thorns shot straight into Xiao Yan's fingers. The cyan flame on the palm dissipated slowly. Xiao Yan looked at the palm without the slightest scar, and nodded in amazement. With his previous manipulation of Qinglian's heart fire, it was obviously impossible to release it and then retract it again. Now, after absorbing the ground fire lotus seeds, Xiao Yan's control over the different fires has already allowed him to complete this difficult fire control action. Every cluster of Qinglian's heart fire requires Xiao Yan to use a lot of battle energy to mobilize it from the Na Ling in the cyclone. If these different fires are shot out, they will not come back. That is undoubtedly an extremely wasteful extravagant move...

If this kind of squandering during a battle is irresponsible for one's own life, so Xiao Yan is naturally very satisfied with this in his heart that he is able to freely recover the fired strange fire. Playing with the extremely obedient Qinglian's heart fire again, Xiao Yan slowly took it all into his body, and made a move with his palm on the Qinglian seat suspended in mid-air, and the latter turned into a blue streak immediately. Mang shot into the ring. Putting the things away, Xiao Yan stretched his waist. When the bones of his body collided with each other, there was a crackling sound. The feeling of comfort and full of strength made Xiao Yan exhale comfortably and clenched his fists. , swung out fiercely, flipped his fists and palms, but he was vigorous, quite impressive.

Feeling the terrifying force suddenly erupting from the tense muscles, Xiao Yan nodded with a smile. Although he suffered a lot from this serious injury, no matter what, the current body can do everything he can. The combat power displayed will definitely exceed that before the injury. From this point of view, the injury this time is not a loss. Standing on the same spot, Xiao Yan slightly closed his eyes, his mind sank into his body, quickly inspected around, then opened his eyes, clenched his fists slightly, and said with a light smile: "After the infusion of the ground fire lotus seeds, it must have been done by now. You have the strength of a six-star fighter..."

Smiling in relief, Xiao Yan walked slowly to the side of the bed, looked at the Tuntian Python coiled on the quilt, and let out a burst of hey laughter. Looking at Xiao Yan who was walking slowly, the lavender snake eyes of the swallowing python stared at his smiling face, then ignored him immediately, turned his head, and lay his body limply on the soft bed. Yan's sudden act of infusing energy made the Tuntian Python, which had just begun to realize its spirituality, feel a little resentful in its heart. Seeing the Swallowing Python like a child angry, Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked its body. After seeing that there was still no response, he had to smile wryly and take out a bottle of purple from the ring. Jing Yuan, and then opened the bottle cap, a fiery breath with a faint fragrance slowly bubbled out.

Just as Zijingyuan took out the ring, the Tuntian Python lying limply on the bed suddenly stood up, turned his head, saw Xiao Yan's smiling face, and then glanced at the bubbling The amethyst source of the lavender mist, in the eyes of the snake, flashed a touch of longing. After hesitating for a long while, he really couldn't bear the greed in his heart, swung his tail, and quickly swam to Xiao Yan. , making a hissing sound. He moved the bottle down with a smile, flicked the tail of the sky-swallowing python, his body turned into a light and shadow, appeared in front of the bottle like lightning, poked his head, and the snake letter directly stretched into the bottle, sucking it greedily. Because this time he wanted to eliminate the resentment in the little guy's heart, so Xiao Yan did not stop it from absorbing it greedily, but just looked at the Amethyst source that was slowly moving down in the bottle, and a smear of heartache flashed across his face . When nearly one-tenth of the amethyst source in the bottle was swallowed up by the Sky Swallowing Python, it finally stopped absorbing it, and its head was torn off from the bottle mouth in a little confusion. , There was a flash of drunkenness. Looking at the Swallowing Python swaying its head, Xiao Yan shook his head with a wry smile, carefully put the Amethyst Source away, stroked its slightly hot body with his palm, and said helplessly: "Little guy!" , should you be satisfied now?" The cannibal has a short mouth, but this time, the Tuntian Python did not avoid Xiao Yan any more, and shook its slender neck, a burst of purple light suddenly surged in the snake's eyes, the snake opened its mouth, and there was a muffled "bang" , a purple flame spit out violently from his mouth, the raging flame instantly burned the wooden beams on the roof into a pile of pitch-black charcoal. Slowly raising his head, looking at the pitch-black charcoal pillar that made crackling noises, the corners of Xiao Yan's mouth twitched slightly, and then lowered his head after a while, looking at the sky-swallowing python that kept spewing out clusters of flames from its mouth like a hiccup, Xiao Yan shook his head dumbfounded, this guy, is it true that Zijingyuan can eat carelessly?Among them, the horribly rich purple fire energy can easily gather into a purple fire with strong lethality. Even Yunzhi back then was afraid of that thing. Looking helplessly at the Sky-Swallowing Python, which spewed out a cluster of flames occasionally as if playing, Xiao Yan sighed. Just as he was about to get up and tidy up the messy room, his body froze suddenly, his eyes fixed on those purple flames, and a thought , quietly bubbled up from the bottom of my heart. "If the purple fire produced by these amethyst sources is used to fuse with Qinglian's inner fire, the resulting Buddha's anger fire lotus, even if it is not as powerful as the genuine one, must not be weak? And with my current situation His strength, you must be able to control it, right?" Xiao Yan murmured in a low voice as he rubbed his chin slowly with his palm.