Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 594

The head of the talisman can determine the upper limit of this talisman, and the tail of the talisman determines the life and death of this talisman.

This problem is a difficult problem that must be overcome for any talisman master. Many talisman masters will stop at the fifth-grade talisman, mostly because of this.

And the higher the rank of the talisman, the more obvious this is. The aura introduced by the high-grade talisman is too large, and if the aura overflows with one trick, the talisman will be over.

In the past, Chu City stopped here and stayed at the fifth-grade talisman, unable to go any further.

So in the last round, Chucheng was able to lock such a huge aura with the tail of the fifth-grade talisman, which made them feel very incredible.

In the end, he could only blame it on Sang Wuyin, thinking that he must have passed on the secret method of Tianzi Yimai to Chucheng.

Let's talk about Ma Yu's current talisman.

Although the rank is not visible yet, with his own powerful soul power and the powerful demonic power of the prisoner phoenix brush, the amount of pure fire element absorbed by him far exceeds that of the spring rain talisman just now in Chucheng.

So the difficulty of its hooks can be imagined.

But judging from Ma Yu's expression at the moment, he didn't seem very worried.

I saw him lift the prisoner phoenix pen in his hand, and without hesitation, a stroke fell on the tail of the talisman.

With this pen falling, the huge fire element contained in the talisman, as if realizing that he had been "fooled", began to charge crazily in the talisman.

The talisman on the desk instantly resembled a red-hot soldering iron, and the fire elements that successfully overflowed one after another turned into sparks floating in the sky above the Qiyuetai and Jingxin Lake.

Soon this area was filled with countless "firewood", densely packed, very scary from a distance.

It seems that as long as he coughs hard, the little firewood will be connected together, turning the entire area into a sea of ​​flames.

But as the Fengfeng brush in Ma Yu's hand fell one by one, this piece of firewood was reabsorbed into the talisman little by little amidst the screams of "resentment".

Gradually, as the rune approached completion, the fire element overflowing in this area became less and less, until finally there was not even a trace of firewood to be seen.

Only the terrifyingly "calm" talisman written by Ma Yu remained.

And when Ma Yu's last stroke fell, this talisman, which seemed to have no abnormal shape, suddenly burst into a tyrannical coercion.

A wave of heat hit everyone's chest like a sap.

When they regained their composure, they only saw a talisman wrapped in seven purple spirit patterns, quietly floating above the resting platform, above Ma Yu's head.

Around the talisman, from time to time, a fire mark would "stab" out.

The lake water of Jingxin Lake began to steam with mist.

"Seventh grade talisman, and it is the most overbearing real fire talisman."

Some cultivators looked at the talisman and said with trembling tongues.

"Ma Lao Qian Gu!"

Sang Wuyin's disciples let out the depression in their chests before, and began to cheer.

Seventh-rank talismans, you must know that even in the Sang family, seventh-rank alchemy and ink talismans are also uncommon.

They have even started to imagine in their hearts that Chucheng was scorched in the real fire and screamed because he couldn't disassemble the talisman.

Upstairs in Wuyun Tower, everyone in Wenhuazi also breathed a sigh of relief for Ma Yu.

"If there is no prison phoenix pen, let alone the power of Ma Lao's talisman, it is still unknown whether it can be completed."

Wen Huazi finally understood the reason why the Hezi lineage had to take out this prisoner phoenix pen even at the risk of being hated by the monster clan.

"Using the resentful soul in the prisoner phoenix pen to lock the rune tail, this practice will probably be scorned. If the monster clan makes a fuss, it may be very difficult for the Sang family to end."

Zhang Wuji thought in a longer term.

"The demon clan was beaten up by our Immortal League and Hell Prison so that they dare not leave Qingqiu, how dare they come to seek revenge. Today is different."

Xie Xuanchen didn't take it seriously at all, Tongyou Pavilion has always been the closest to the Xianmeng, and has long ignored the Yaozu.

Hearing the words, Zhang Wuji shook his head coldly, did not speak, his gaze never left the resting platform from the beginning to the end, his eyes were like a wolf who has found its prey.

"However, senior Wenhuazi, how powerful is this seventh-grade talisman of Mr. Ma?"

Compared with whether Sang Wuyin would be hated by the monster clan, he wanted to know how strong these seventh-grade talismans were.

"I've never seen Mr. Ma's talisman before, but once the talisman reaches the seventh rank, its power is no less powerful than a full blow from a saint-level cultivator."

Wen Huazi looked at the talisman wrapped in seven purple spirit patterns in the air with complicated eyes.

"Is it the Saint Realm ten years ago, or the Saint Realm today?"

Xie Xuanchen continued to ask.

You must know that as the aura gradually thinned out, the saint ten years ago was more than a little stronger than the saint now.

"Of course it was the Saint Realm ten years ago."

Wen Huazi said.

"Isn't it true that even you, Senior Wen Hua, can't stop the blow of these seventh-grade talismans?"

Xie Xuanchen said in astonishment.

You must know that Wen Huazi also broke through the realm and became a saint in the past ten years.

Hearing this sentence, Wen Huazi's face was clearly sullen.

"It's hard to say that other people are saints, but senior Wen Huazi should be fine."

Zhang Wuji replied for Wen Huazi.

The cultivators who have broken through to the Saint Realm in recent years are not as strong as the previous Saint Realm, and it cannot be blamed for the thinness of aura. Many cultivators who have broken through to the Saint Realm rely on the Resentment Pill, which is why their cultivation cannot keep up.

"Taoist" monks like Wen Huazi don't even bother to use the Resentment Pill to break through to the Saint Realm, so his cultivation base is much higher than other Saint Realm.

"It's okay to barely take a seventh-grade talisman, but I don't know what kind of talisman this is."

After hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Wen Huazi's complexion looked much better.

But at the same time he said this, Ma Yu, who was standing on the platform, also spoke.

"Mr. Chu is well-informed, can he recognize this talisman?"

The talisman was completed, and Ma Yu's expression became much more relaxed. Although the question was sincere, there was still a hint of arrogance in his tone.

"Mr. Ma is laughing at me. I'm so ignorant and ignorant, how can I know such exquisite talismans?"

Chu Cheng waved his hands again and again.

Seeing Chu Cheng's distressed appearance, Ma Yu couldn't help but smile.

"Then how do you think the power of my talisman compares with the Spring Rain talisman that Mr. Chu just had?"

He then asked Chu Chengdao.

"My Spring Rain Talisman is nothing more than a trivial skill, so it is naturally far inferior to Ma Lao's seventh-grade Talisman."

Chu Cheng still replied very sincerely.

"Since that's the case, why don't Mr. Chu admit defeat now?"

Ma Yu looked at Chu Chengdao with a smile.

"I still have to give it a try. Maybe I'm lucky enough to be able to dismantle it."

Chu Cheng shook his head and smiled.

Ma Yu laughed "haha" when he heard the words, then his face changed into a sneer and he said:

"Then I'd like to see how lucky you are that you can even dismantle my Thousand Ren True Fire Talisman."

(End of this chapter)