Flame crystals, after being absorbed, can give warriors a high chance of comprehending the artistic conception of fire. (Xue w.ou.m) is a warrior of the artistic conception of fire. After absorbing it, the power of the artistic conception will become even more powerful.
Even with some higher-quality flame crystals, it is not impossible to directly comprehend will after absorbing them.
Of course, this kind of top-grade flame crystal is very rare in quantity and extremely valuable, so it is rarely discovered.
Among the dozens of flame crystals flying towards the king-class battleship in front of them, there are obviously no top-grade flame crystals, otherwise the two deputy palace masters would have been unable to hold on any longer.
However, the value should not be underestimated. There are quite a few of them, and you can make a small fortune just by grabbing one.
The bloody flame light group became clearer and clearer, and with the naked eye, one could see the red crystal stones in the flame light.
Whoosh whoosh!
One after another, human figures flew up into the void and flew rapidly towards the blood-colored light group.
The two deputy palace masters glanced at Xiao Chen who had not moved. The old man on the left said: "Xiao Chen, you should go and fight for it. As long as you don't leave the battleship too far, you will be safe for two hours."
"There is no obstruction of air in the starry sky, so the speed will be a little out of control at first. You should get used to it first before fighting for the flame crystal."
The person on the right started to talk about some topics.
Xiao Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. Naturally, he wanted to fight for the flame spar. Even if he didn't use it, he could exchange it for a large amount of star coins.
But the throne that the mysterious man was chasing from afar was obviously the Death Throne in the Evil King's Throne, which originated from the same source as his Killing Throne.
Aojiao once said that the Evil King's throne is divided into seven, each representing a higher artistic conception. As long as the throne is plundered and fused with the other's, a higher artistic conception can be added.
In addition to energy artistic conceptions such as wind, water, fire, thunder, and earth, there are also higher artistic conceptions such as killing, destruction, immortality, destruction, death, despair, darkness, etc., which are even more difficult to comprehend.
Each additional kind of these artistic conceptions can make a warrior's strength leap forward.
If that mysterious man senses that he has the Killing Throne on him, he will definitely pounce on him at all costs. As for the rumor that the Seven Thrones merged with the Evil King and was reborn, I guess no one would really believe it.
"Don't worry, Xiao Chen. We will eventually take this step. It's good to get familiar with it now."
The two deputy palace masters continued to comfort him, saying that they thought Xiao Chen was unwilling to go out because he was worried about the unfamiliar environment of the starry sky.
The bitter smile in Xiao Chen's heart turned into a tangle. It was really impossible not to go out now. The mental power controlled by the sea of consciousness wrapped up the restless Blood Throne layer by layer.
Xiao Chen still understands the reason why he is guilty of holding a treasure. He has never used the Bloody Throne because his strength is not strong enough.
Once it is exposed and attracts the attention of some powerful people, it will definitely bring great hidden dangers.
With a slight click, Xiao Chen instantly passed through the battleship's protective shield and came into the boundless starry sky. The moment he stepped out of the protective shield, he clearly felt the pressure on his body drop sharply, and his speed automatically increased by 20%.
Without the obstruction of air in the universe, the speed will be much faster than that of the Kunlun Continent. When the speed reaches a certain level in the Kunlun Realm, it will enter a bottleneck.
Only by escaping into the void can the speed be increased a little more, but tearing through the void in the Kunlun world is something that even a master-level martial saint cannot do.
After a little adapting to the surrounding environment, Xiao Chen held his breath and circulated his true energy for internal circulation. Xiao Chen took a look at the situation in front of him.
Cui Hao took the lead, nimbly avoiding meteorites in the starry sky and getting ahead of everyone. He was the closest to the dozens of bloody flame light groups, and his eyes looked quite excited.
"Aojiao, I've wrapped the throne with several layers of spiritual power. That guy shouldn't be able to find it anymore."
"Probably not. If it can still be discovered, the result will be the same whether you get out of the battleship or not."
After this conversation, Xiao Chen felt relieved. As for the Flame Crystal Stone, it was not something he urgently needed, so he might as well fight for it if he could.
Using the Thunder Dragon Step at his feet, Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed and he quickly dodged forward. Arriving behind him, he surpassed a large group of people and kept pace with Cui Hao.
"Haha, I'm half as good as you on land, but if you want to compete with me in the stars, it's absolutely impossible for you."
Cui Hao said something in a deep voice to Xiao Chen beside him, and his speed increased again, throwing Xiao Chen away a long distance.
Listening to Cui Hao's rather teasing words, Xiao Chen smiled faintly, ignored it, and continued to fly forward at a constant speed.
"Okay, the first flame crystal is mine."
With a hint of joy on his face, Cui Hao moved toward the group of growing strips of flame crystals, reaching out to grab a flame crystal directly.
The true energy rolled, and a flame crystal immediately broke away from its original trajectory and flew towards Cui Hao.
The joy on his face grew stronger, and Cui Hao took a step forward to grasp the flame crystal completely.
"Go away, you dare to steal what Wang Can likes!"
An angry shout suddenly sounded from afar, and in front of Cui Hao, a line of black gas suddenly appeared, sweeping over like a whip.
The flame crystal that was about to fall was instantly thrown away, and the power of the black true energy continued to sweep towards Cui Hao without losing its power.
"Zombie clan warrior?"
Cui Hao's expression changed slightly, the scimitar appeared in his hand, and he waved a crescent sword energy to disperse the black gas.
The black energy did not disappear immediately. It wrapped around the scimitar and spread downwards, like a devil's arm. It looked very strange.
With a flash of light, Cui Hao transferred some real energy to drive away the black gas from the scimitar.
Looking up, above a black cloud, there was a dark-faced young man holding a long whip in his hand, looking lifeless.
But his eyes were extremely sharp, and when he kicked Cui Hao, he felt an unparalleled edge.
"The zombie clan warrior who appeared out of nowhere, at such a young age, actually has the cultivation level of a peak half-saint."
Cui Hao thought in surprise.
Xiao Chen, who rushed over, fished it out casually and held the flame spar that was thrown away in his hand, and the bloody flames disappeared.
A dim blood-colored crystal the size of a glass bead appeared in Xiao Chen's eyes, and he couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed.
Looking at the color and size, you can guess that this flame spar is obviously a defective product.
After taking a look at the confrontation between Cui Hao and the mysterious corpse clan warrior, Xiao Chen's eyes moved and looked at the flame crystal stone that continued to fly.
With more than a dozen flame crystals, you can always find one of average quality.
Wang Can, who was sitting on the throne, smiled coldly, jumped into the air, and in a blink of an eye, he rode thick dark clouds and leapt to the front of the large group of flame crystals.
The long whip in his hand swept out, and a violent wind swept over, completely disrupting the flight trajectory of more than a dozen flame crystals.
Then he rolled up the whip again, and three or four flame crystals were put into his hands. He looked at Cui Hao who was chasing him, sneered, and pointed his finger in the air.
Two sarcophagi flashed in the void, blocking Cui Hao one after another.
The coffin door opened with a bang, and the terrifying corpse energy overflowed from inside. Two ferocious demon zombies, wearing heavy stone armor, rushed towards Cui Hao.
The full moon disk in the body floats above the head, casting a silk-like light curtain. Cui Hao held the Waning Moon Scimitar and slashed hard at Mo Zong's chest in front of him.
A dull sound rang out, and the sword did not break the stone armor on Mo Zhan's chest. It only left a shallow mark and knocked it back ten meters.
The demon behind him took the opportunity to kill, and his five black fingers were as sharp as sharp knives, inserted into the hanging curtain of the full moon wheel.
To Cui Hao's surprise, the curtain formed by the moonlight failed to block the demon zombie's attack, and there was black corpse energy lingering on his fingertips.
The curtain seemed to have been corroded, and it was easily penetrated by the fingers of the demon. The demon laughed cruelly, and grabbed Cui Hao's back with five fingers.
At this moment, Cui Hao had just repelled the demon zombies in front of him and had no time to dodge if he was caught.
The corpse energy that may contain the will of death on his fingertips will deal a fatal blow to him.
Just when he was panicking, there was a loud noise behind him, and a foot print was on the top of the demon zombie's head. A huge force surged out, and the demon zombie was sent flying several kilometers downward.
boom!
An interstellar meteorite roared in and hit Mozhuang's body. The meteorite that came at a rapid speed fell apart and turned into debris and scattered in all directions, but Mozhuang was not damaged at all.
The corpse was surprisingly powerful. Xiao Chen secretly thought that this demonic zombie was more than one level stronger than the demonic zombie refined by the Netherworld Sect in the Firmament Realm.
"Thank you!"
After saving his life, Cui Hao sincerely thanked Xiao Chen. He was a little too careless.
Xiao Chen smiled slightly and pointed in front of him. Cui Hao suddenly realized that there was still a demon that had not been resolved. Now was not the time to say thank you.
With a slight turn of his eyes, in just such a short time, more than a dozen flame crystals had been snatched away by the genius warrior of the Corpse Clan named Wang Can.
"No, it's not completely clean."
A look of solemnity flashed across Xiao Chen's calm face. When the opponent's long whip was about to sweep away the flame crystal at the last moment, the flame crystal broke free.
A ball of bright electric light suddenly burst out from under his feet. Xiao Chen used his Thunder Dragon Step with all his strength, raised his feet and jumped, reaching a distance of five thousand meters in an instant.
He reached out and grabbed the last flame crystal in his hand. The blood flame disappeared, and a crystal with a deep color and as beautiful as blood appeared in Xiao Chen's hand.
Xiao Chen looked happy and said: "It is really a top-grade flame crystal. It seems that I guessed it well."
Several disciples of the Haotian Sect who arrived nearby in advance but did not dare to act rashly because they were worried about Wang Can, no doubt looked envious when they saw this scene.
"court death!"
Wang Can was furious. The value of a high-grade flame crystal was more valuable than the sum of the flame crystals he had harvested.
The long whip extended infinitely, like a furious black snake, slashing towards Xiao Chen.
Holding the flame crystal in his left hand, Xiao Chen raised his head slightly, looked at the black whip coming towards him, and reached out to grab the whip firmly in his hand.
On the throne of death, Wang Can saw Xiao Chen holding on to his long whip and couldn't help but laugh in his heart. He dared to compete with the warriors of the corpse clan, he was really overestimating his own capabilities.
His hands as hard as iron pulled back fiercely, trying to pull Xiao Chen over.
But at the other end of the long whip, Wang Can felt as if he was pulling a mountain, and it didn't move at all. His face looked slightly ugly and he asked strangely: "Can't you pull it?"
Xiao Chen sneered, gently pulled back with his right hand, and Wang Can, who was sitting on the throne, was lifted up into the air with a whoosh.
In terms of strength, he completely destroyed the opponent.