Chapter 1323 Escape

The main hall of Fengcha Hall, inside the place of inheritance.

Underneath a canyon somewhere.

Beneath the bottomless depths, there is no light.

Even if you look down from the top of the valley and look carefully, it is still dark and nothing can be seen.

It is not difficult to imagine how deep it is.

At this time, under the valley bottom, a flash of fire lingered in it.

Xiao Yi still controlled the flames, burning the Wind Saint Pot and Yunsheng Armor.

The Holy Wind Pot, which is constantly improving its grades and improving its 'sturdiness', is also absorbing the power of the Gangfeng at an extremely fast speed.

The wind inside it exudes thousands of streams of light, and the colors of the streams of light become more and more dazzling.

The same goes for the mist demon, which continues to grow.

But its growth is dependent on the Wind Holy Pot.

After all, it had already been sealed in the Holy Wind Pot by Xiao Yi, and its spiritual wisdom was also inside.

The two are now constantly growing under the power of the Gangfeng, and it is unknown whether they will be completely integrated in the future.

This is also the reason why Xiao Yi chose to continue burning and upgrade the Wind Saint Pot.

…

The time at the bottom of the canyon continued to pass as usual.

More than half a month later.

The fire at the bottom of the canyon suddenly disappeared.

"Huh." Xiao Yi breathed out lightly and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Yunsheng Armor is indeed a mid-grade defensive holy weapon, and its defensive power is quite astonishing.

It took more than half a month to be completely burned by the two flames of his amethyst spirit flame and earth vein golden fire.

At this time, the aura emitted by the Feng Sheng Pot had already surpassed that of before.

Although it is not at the level of a high-grade holy vessel, it is much 'sturdier' ​​than an average mid-grade holy vessel.

I'm afraid that compared to the Leng Yan Sword, it would be no less generous.

As for the Leng Yan Sword, judging from the middle-grade holy weapons that Xiao Yi has encountered so far, almost none of them can compare with it.

Even the piece of Tongtian Jade from Tongtian Peak is far inferior.

As for the Feng Sha inside the Feng Sheng Pot, the aura emanating from it made even Xiao Yi feel palpitations.

On the other side, the mist demon's absorption has also reached an astonishing level.

The reason why all the firelight has disappeared, and even the purple flame dragons that originally protected Xiao Yi have dispersed, is that now there is no strong wind that can approach Xiao Yi.

The mist demon stood not far away, and the strong wind dispersed automatically.

"Suck it up." Xiao Yi looked at the mist demon and said.

"Yes." The mist demon jumped up quickly.

At the same time, the Feng Sheng Pot also jumped upwards under Xiao Yi's control.

In this canyon, the higher you go up, the stronger the force of the wind becomes.

And the strong wind at the bottom of the canyon is obviously no longer enough to satisfy the Mist Demon and the Wind Holy Pot.

…

Time continues to pass like this.

Nearly half a month later.

The level of ascent of the Wind Saint Pot and the Mist Demon has already reached to the point where they are close to the top of the valley.

At this time, the Feng Sheng Pot's absorption suddenly stopped.

The mist demon's absorption also stopped at the same time.

Xiao Yi rose into the air.

Strong winds were blowing from both sides of the canyon, hitting him from all directions.

Xiao Yi made no move.

The mist demon ducked and came to Xiao Yi's side.

The fierce winds that hit from all directions were all dispersed.

"Thank you." Xiao Yi smiled lightly.

"Master, you're welcome." The mist demon's words were still awkward.

Xiao Yi came to the Feng Sheng Pot and felt it.

"Hiss." Xiao Yi couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

At this moment, the Holy Wind Pot is filled with wind-attribute power.

Especially the amazing power of the wind evil inside made Xiao Yi tremble in his heart.

The Holy Wind Pot has been ranked as a middle-grade holy artifact, and it is also an extremely powerful mid-grade holy artifact.

It can be completely filled with wind attribute power, so you can imagine the surging power inside.

"Come out." Xiao Yi shouted lowly.

Whoosh...a stream of light suddenly shot out.

The fierce wind attribute power instantly filled the surrounding area.

Even the power of the strong wind in the canyon was suppressed and dissipated in an instant.

"So strong." Xiao Yi looked shocked.

The current power of this wind demon far exceeded his imagination.

He was even sure that even his full-strength Blood Brake Slash would never be as good as this wind evil.

As for the fog monster.

Xiao Yi looked at the fog demon.

The aura exuded by the mist demon now is no less than that of the Great Elder of Beiyin Sect.

Even if he tries his best, whether he can beat the current fog demon is still a question.

"It has actually grown to this point." Xiao Yi looked shocked.

But the next second, the look of surprise on his face turned into joy.

It took him more than a month and spent 66 low-grade holy vessels and one medium-grade holy vessel to create the current Wind Holy Pot.

And after continuously absorbing the power of the Gangfeng for this month, both the wind demon and the mist demon, which are made of thousands of wind attribute auras, have grown to an astonishing level.

At this time, Xiao Yi sensed his surroundings.

The entire canyon had absorbed so much wind-attribute power so quickly, but the strong wind blowing inside was still so violent.

Where is this canyon, in this place of inheritance?

"Forget it." Xiao Yi was too lazy to think about it.

Now, January has passed.

He has not understood any of the inheritance, so he must have failed this inheritance assessment.

However, compared to the inheritance assessment, the one month at the bottom of this canyon was actually more rewarding.

In his opinion, the growth of Feng Sha and Mist Demon is definitely a greater gain.

"It's not in vain, it's really not in vain." Xiao Yi looked happy.

"Let's go, take me up."

Xiao Yi looked at the fog demon.

"Yes." The mist demon responded awkwardly.

Just about to leave with Xiao Yi.

Suddenly, Xiao Yi's eyes lit up, "Slow down."

Whoosh... Xiao Yi waved his hand.

That wind demon, under Xiao Yi's control, turned into a brilliant sickle.

"From now on, you can use this weapon."

"Yes, thank you, master." The fog demon responded and took the sickle made of wind.
To be continued...