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Chapter 821

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However, Crane Sound's spirit crane was already a tenth-order spirit bird. With a flap of its wings, its speed was not much slower than Lu Xiaotian's Bat King Transcendence Wings. Lu Xiaotian's heart skipped a beat. As expected of a spirit bird, it had an innate advantage in speed.

The Spirit Crane broke through the air, its red crown flashing, and an extremely powerful Fire Spirit Qi seemed to be rushing over. The Little Fire Crow in the Spirit Beast Pouch was a little restless. Lu Xiaotian was speechless about this.

Crane Sound's Spirit Crane was already an extremely powerful helper. The Little Fire Crow he had raised was already over a hundred years old. The number of Spirit Beast Pills it had swallowed was uncountable. The more he raised it, the more picky it became. It would not eat anything below Ninth Grade Spirit Beast Pills.

In the past few months, it had developed a bad habit of eating Fire Spirit Stones. Moreover, it was usually only interested in High Grade Fire Spirit Stones. It would only occasionally taste Mid Grade Fire Spirit Stones when it was hungry. As for Low Grade Fire Spirit Stones, it did not even bother to lift its eyelids.

If it were other Spirit Beasts, as long as their innate talent was not too bad, after eating Spirit Beast Pills for so long, they would at least be Eighth Grade or Ninth Grade Spirit Beasts. However, Little Fire Crow's appetite and temper did not improve in any other way. Once its appetite grew, it would not be full, and its temper would naturally grow.

Other people raised Spirit Beasts as helpers, but Lu Xiaotian had raised such a big Spirit Beast and was tormented to the point that it did not have a temper. Other than feeling depressed, he did not have any other thoughts. In any case, Little Fire Crow had saved his life several times. Just for this point, it did not matter if he kept raising this little guy.

After all, this was the place where Crane Sound and Ancestor Chi Jie had a conflict. It was not good to stay here for long. Lu Xiaotian took Luo Pinger and retreated quickly. The Tenth Grade Spirit Crane gently flapped its wings and landed lightly behind Lu Xiaotian.

Crane Sound wanted to show Ancestor Chi Jie how powerful she was. As she took a step, a long trail of fire appeared behind her, like a comet sweeping the moon. Even though they were dozens of miles apart, Lu Xiaotian could feel the heat assaulting his body. The strange heat was unbearable. Lu Xiaotian quickly took Luo Pinger and retreated a bit. Looking at the surface of the sea several hundred feet below, it actually began to boil. As the red light expanded, even the sky was burned into a fiery red color.

Lu Xiaotian was aghast. Even though he had witnessed the battle between Xuan Yan Ghostly King and Blood Lion Patriarch, he had only seen it from afar. He had already escaped and could not feel it clearly. Now that he was a little closer and his perception had reached a higher level, he could feel it more clearly.

When this fire-type Nascent Soul cultivator attacked, the fiery red light that blotted out the sky and covered the earth had the power to burn the heavens and boil the seas.

In the blink of an eye, white steam rose from the surface of the sea.

"You actually have one foot in the door of the True Meaning of Fire!" Old Ancestor Chi Jie let out a strange cry, and his figure retreated explosively, looking at Wanderer Crane Yin in surprise and bewilderment.

"I've been immersed in this Dao for a few hundreds of years, and I only comprehended a trace of the true essence of the Grand Dao over 10 years ago. Today, I've borrowed this saber of yours to temper this trace of true intent of mine, and it can be said that my bitter cultivation of the Dao wasn't in vain."

Wanderer Crane Yin waved his big sleeve, and a simple and unadorned small saber of a few inches in length slashed towards Old Ancestor Chi Jie like a flowing light.

"Pretentious. If you've really cultivated the True Meaning of Fire, even a late-stage Great Cultivator can't do anything to you. With such great strength, why would you waste your breath talking to me?"

Very soon, Old Ancestor Chi Jie laughed coldly. He spoke just now to test the other party. If it was under normal circumstances, even if Wanderer Crane Yin was bluffing, he would not be willing to stay and fight head-on with Wanderer Crane Yin, and waste his spiritual power for nothing. But that kid was an Alchemy Grandmaster, and his value was far greater than many of the Heavenly Treasures he had seen. And the Level Breaking Pill that he needed would most likely be completed by this person.

Even if Wanderer Crane Yin's strength was not ordinary, he would still have to pull the other party's whiskers.

A dim light flashed in Old Ancestor Chi Jie's hand, and a short cudgel of a foot long appeared in his hand. The short cudgel flowed with a dim light and dense Yin Qi.

When Old Ancestor Chi Jie's cudgel struck down, there was a faint sound of flowing water. It was like a dark spring that had not seen the light of day for thousands of years.

Under the operation of the Yin Severing Technique, the Shadowy Cudgel struck towards the small saber like a flowing red light.

With a boom, a large amount of fire burst out. Old Ancestor Chi Jie's body flew back, and his internal organs felt uncomfortable.

Wanderer Crane Yin also swayed slightly, and the fiery red light flowed back into his palm. Wanderer Crane Yin raised his left hand and poured spiritual power into the small saber, and only then did the trembling of the small saber disappear. Wanderer Crane Yin looked at Old Ancestor Chi Jie in surprise.

"Where did your Shadowy Stream Cudgel come from?"

He was not unfamiliar with Old Ancestor Chi Jie. Old Ancestor Chi Jie condensed his Nascent Soul twenty years earlier than him, but after entering the Nascent Soul stage, his cultivation speed was not fast, and instead fell behind him. Now, Wanderer Crane Yin was already at the mid-stage Nascent Soul stage. And the other party had been stuck at the peak of the early-stage Nascent Soul stage for sixty years.

Just in terms of cultivation, Wanderer Crane Yin was already able to suppress the other party, so he could walk leisurely and calmly.

"Old man, do you really think that you can defeat me just because your cultivation is higher than mine? Although my cultivation is slightly weaker than yours, I haven't wasted my time all these years. I've almost traversed half of the Blue Devil Sea Region and found a cold pool that was thousands of years old. I've soaked myself in the cold pool for a hundred years and refined it with a secret technique. Even if your Yang Fire Qi is strong and you have the ability to burn the sky and boil the sea, I'll destroy you completely with one strike of my staff."

Old Ancestor Chi Jie laughed, "Not to mention that you have just stepped into the mid-stage Nascent Soul stage, even if your spiritual power is more profound, I am not afraid. Of course, if you really understand the True Meaning of Fire, I will turn around and leave, which will also save a lot of trouble. "

"If I really cultivate the True Meaning of Fire, I would have burned your body and soul with True Fire long ago. Why would I talk nonsense with you?"

Wanderer Crane Yin cursed in his heart. His Black Flame Feathers contained a trace of the True Meaning of Fire, but unfortunately, how could the Quintessence of Heaven and Earth be so easy to comprehend? He was just borrowing the power of the Black Feather Flame to intimidate others. This Pool Tribulation Old Ancestor's eyes were bright, seeing through his bluff at a glance.

"Good, the last time I fought you was a hundred years ago. Let me see how much strength you have in these hundred years." Wanderer Crane Yin's face sank, and a fist-sized Flame Crow phantom appeared in the palm of his hand. It intertwined with the fiery red cudgel, and the fiery red cudgel whistled, faintly emitting the cry of a Flame Crow.

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