"I don't dare to give me the word "learning"."

Zhai Rong waved her hand.

His face was calm, but he was not at all relaxed.

Not only does the structure of this "Sixth-grade Frost Sky Cold Flame Talisman" be complex, but Feng Lianggong is full of spirit and the quality of this talisman is almost perfect.

If you want to disassemble the talisman from the weakness of this talisman, Zhai Rong asked himself that he could not do that.

In this way, if you want to disassemble this "Sixth-grade Frost Sky Cold Flame Talisman", Zhai Rong can only draw a talisman that just happened to be able to restrain it and has a higher grade than it.

It is at least a quasi-seventh-grade talisman.

A quasi-seventh-grade painting is very different from a seventh-grade cloud.

The spiritual power of different attributes is extracted from the huge spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and then integrated it into a small piece of talisman paper with a special structure. The difficulty is no less than that of engraving the scenery of the ten states on rice grains.

It’s not that Zhai Rong can’t do it, it’s just that the cost is a bit high for him, especially when there is only one hour.

"At worst, I can fight for this life."

Zhairong smiled bitterly in his heart, then walked to the desk without hesitation and took out his talisman pen.

The talisman paper and talisman ink prepared by the Sang family are both the best, so he doesn't have to worry that these materials cannot draw quasi-seventh-grade talismans.

The atmosphere of the first stroke of the talisman master often determines the upper limit of this talisman.

Even outsiders like Xie Xuanchen were very clear about this after seeing the first two talismans.

Therefore, when Zhai Rong was about to make the first stroke, everyone's eyes unconsciously looked at the platform with a breath holding their breath.

Zhairong did not disappoint these people either.

When he made the first stroke, Jingxin Lake, which had been frozen, began to thaw at a speed visible to the naked eye. Warm winds floated past the lake, stroking the coldness around everyone.

But before everyone could start to enjoy the warm wind, heat waves suddenly came over and over.

In a blink of an eye, everyone entered the scorching heat from the severe winter.

"The Peak of Erji."

Zhang Wuji's throat twitched for a moment and said with a serious expression.

Judging from the fact that Zhai Rong was lightly describing and leaving no room for any room to resolve the chill brought by the "Sixth-grade Frost and Sky Cold Flame Talisman", Zhai Rong was much better than Feng Lianggong, whether it was his understanding of the Talisman or the realm of the soul.

For a moment, the cultivators on the side of Wuyun Tower became silent.

In contrast to the coldness of the "Sixth-grade Frost Sky Cold Flame Talisman", the talisman of Zhairong was exposed to the strong power of fire from the first stroke of the fall.

As the talisman becomes more and more perfect, the power of the fire element becomes more pure and thick. Even the air around Jingxin Lake begins to flash with sparks, and is scorched by the fire element and forms a heat wave, turning into a vast mist and floating above the lake.

The strangest thing is that when this talisman was about to be completed, the sparks floating on the lake turned from red to purple one after another, and purple fires floated in the air, and the scene was particularly strange.

"If I guess correctly... this should be the rumored sixth-grade purple firework phoenix talisman, right?"

At this moment, even Wen Huazi was a little moved.

"Is this purple firework phoenix talisman of any origin?"

Xie Xuanchen asked in confusion.

"The Immortal Alliance wanted to let the Sang family tutor out of Yanzhou a few years ago, but the crazy Sang Bulun let down ten purple fireworks phoenix talismans at the Fengsheng Mansion Immortal Alliance Mansion Guard's garrison, and burned all the Immortal Alliance Mansion Guards, including the previous mansion master, in one breath."

Wen Huazi smiled bitterly, and he didn't plan to hide this ugly thing for my Immortal Alliance.

"No one escaped, shouldn't that?"

Xie Xuanchen was a little unbelievable.

"If this is not the case, will the Xianmeng give up the idea of ​​directly attacking Yanzhou? If you don't believe it, there will be a purple fireworks phoenix talisman in front of you, and you will be able to see it immediately."

Wen Huazi sighed.

To be honest, for a practitioner who is dedicated to practicing hard, the power of this kind of talisman is the most helpless. More than a dozen high-level talismans can almost wipe out all the hard-working practices of a high-level talisman.

Especially after he took over Liuzhou in recent years, he dealt with the Sang family's talisman masters more often, and his impression of this became more and more profound.

At about this moment, Zhairong's purple fireworks phoenix talisman was finally completed.

When this talisman was completed, the white clouds floating above the head were almost instantly dispelled by the heat wave, and the blue sky was suddenly seen.

Then the purple fireworks phoenix talisman slowly rose from the desk table, and six particularly obvious purple spiritual patterns wrapped them in circles.

However, a sharp-eyed cultivator soon discovered that the seventh spiritual pattern appeared on the outside of the sixth spiritual pattern.

"Quality-seventh-grade celestial sign!"

"It is the purple fireworks phoenix talisman unique to the Tianzi lineage!"

"Senior Brother Feng is in danger this time."

Someone started to exclaim.

Ignoring the noise outside, Zhairong looked at his proud work with great satisfaction, quietly watching him float to the same height as the frost and cold flame talisman, and then looked down at Feng Lianggong not far away.

"The sixth-grade purple firework phoenix talisman has caused my good craftsman to correct me."

He bowed to Feng Lianggong.

"Old Zhai is too humble. No one will have any objection to this purple fireworks phoenix talisman that is said to be the seventh grade."

Feng Lianggong's somewhat honest and clumsy face showed a bitter smile.

"My nephew, you and I should just decode the talisman as soon as possible."

Zhai Rong smiled faintly.

Upon hearing this, Feng Lianggong nodded.

After saying that, they saw the two of them raise their hands and transfer a soul into their respective talismans.

Then two talismans, one ice, one fire, one cold, and one hot, began to release two terrifying spiritual power in the air.

First of all, the Frost Sky Cold Flame Talisman. At the moment of release, the half of the sky above the head was almost frozen, and even the air was condensed into pieces of ice. Then the howling wind carried pieces of ice. If the white flames roared down like a white flame.

It can be imagined that if it was swallowed by this white "flame", ordinary cultivators would have almost no chance of survival. What is even more terrifying is that the attack range is so wide that it can cover the entire ancestral hall.

Some people looked at the white storm sweeping down and couldn't help but feel nervous, and began to worry about whether the formation around Jingxin Lake could withstand it.

However, as the white storm poured down, purple torches appeared densely in the air as if they were out of thin air. Even the white storm could vaguely see traces of purple torches inside.

Before everyone could figure out how the purple torch appeared in the sky, the little torch suddenly burst out with dazzling light, and the entire sky above Jingxin Lake was completely wrapped in purple flames.

A wave of heat poured down, making people feel like they were in a furnace.

In just a blink of an eye, the purple flames in the sky turned into a huge fire phoenix, soaring into the sky, directly burning the white storm and the frost and cold flame talisman.
Chapter completed!