Chapter 266: Dantian Explosion!

Yefan reached out and clicked on Chris's body a few times, unlocking his seal.

Smiling slightly, Ye Fan said: "Chris, I hope you remember what you said, I don't care what your current injury is, but please protect Ye Tong, even if it's for yourself!"

Chris's body moved slightly, and the light in his eyes brightened a little.

After a deep glance at Yefan, Chris didn't say anything, leaned against the wall behind him, closed his eyes, and began to breathe.

A master like him knows very well what is the most important thing at this time, and it is better to recover a little strength if he has more kung fu to speak.

At this time, the old monk walked to Yefan's side and said, "Yefan, you go up." ”

"Go up?" Ye Fan paused for a moment and looked at the old monk with some surprise.

The old monk nodded and said, "The relics themselves are spiritual, you go up and have a look at it first, try to get close to it, I think, it can also help you somewhat." ”

Ye Fan was slightly stunned, and said, "Is it spiritual?

The old monk smiled slightly, and said, "Go and experience it yourself, go, once the beast arrives, you will leave with it immediately, regardless of what is happening on our side." ”

Ye Fan nodded and said solemnly: "Take care of the two masters." ”

Turning his head, Ye Fan glanced at Gu Yetong deeply, and said, "Ye Tong, take care!"

Gu Yetong nodded heavily and said softly, "Yefan, you must be careful!"

Ye Fan nodded lightly, took a deep breath, turned around, and climbed down the somewhat rudimentary wooden ladder to the top of the tower.

Looking at the back of Ye Fan leaving, Guangyuan sighed lightly and muttered, "I hope I can survive this catastrophe safely." ”

The old monk spoke: "Guangyuan, we should also start preparing, you children are still young, what we have to do is not to attack, but to protect the safety of each and every one of them." ”

Guangyuan nodded and said, "Master, I understand, let's start." ”

As soon as the words fell, Guangyuan sat cross-legged opposite the old monk, and a faint Buddha light gradually emerged from his body, and like the surrounding anti-scale warriors, he entered a state of calm.

......

Yefan followed the wooden ladder, while climbing, and looked out from the window of the Qianxun Tower from time to time.

This tower is really majestic, looking out, it feels as if the tower is about to topple, it feels very strange, and it makes people feel a little more excited when they feel a faint fear.

The closer he got to the top of the tower, the more clearly Ye Fan could feel the unusually large amount of energy.

The breath of this energy was the same as the last time he found it, and he couldn't tell what the attribute was, but it made Ye Fan feel very comfortable, and the energy in his body was instantly active.

Finally, Yefan climbed the last section of the wooden ladder and came to the highest floor of the Chihiro Tower.

Qianxun Tower, every time it is one floor high, the area will become one point smaller, and when it comes to the highest floor at the top of this tower, it is only about three square meters in area.

At this time, in the center of these three square meters or so, there is a fist-sized Buddha bead.

The whole body of the Buddha bead was shrouded in a huge milky white light, and in the center of this Buddha bead, a pale red light cluster could be faintly seen.

Looking at the pale red light cluster inside the Buddha bead, Ye Fan thought that this thing was probably the divine beast Neidan in the master's mouth.

Seeing that this pale red light was getting fainter and fainter, Ye Fan knew that the inner dan of this divine beast was merging with the relics in front of him, and the moment the pale red light completely disappeared, it was the time when they really fused successfully.

Cautiously stretching out his hand, Yefan touched the Buddha beads.

Suddenly, just as Ye Fan's hand was about to touch the Buddha beads, the milky white light suddenly flourished.

Ye Fan clearly felt the power of resistance coming from this relic, as if it was afraid of itself.

Thinking of this, Ye Fan's heart moved, thinking that the master said that this relic is spiritual, it seems that this is indeed the case!

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to protect you. Yefan said softly, regardless of whether it could understand it or not.

As soon as Ye Fan's words fell, the milky white light flickered slightly, and then, the light also faintly dimmed a little.

Ye Fan was happy in his heart, it seems that it really has an effect.

"Don't be afraid, let me touch you, okay?" Ye Fan said softly, and then, he cautiously stretched out his hand and touched it again.

However, the moment Ye Fan's hand stretched out, the milky white light became strong again.

". Ye Fan scolded in his heart, this thing is really difficult to handle, it is not a way to resist himself all the time.

When Yefan's mind was racing to think about how to deal with it.

The Qiankun Bead on his chest suddenly lit up, and a faint white light slowly emerged from the Qiankun Bead.

And at the moment when this white light appeared, the milky white light emitted by the relics suddenly paused, and then, the original trace of resistance disappeared completely, and was replaced by a trace of... Intimate.

Ye Fan was overjoyed in his heart, he always thought that this Qiankun Bead was "too expensive", but now, he finally didn't think so, this Qiankun Bead "bought" from the system really brought him too many surprises.

Stretched out his hand again and touched the relic, this time, the milky white light finally did not have the slightest intention of resistance, and the relic in the middle of the light trembled slightly. Maybe it's an illusion, Ye Fan feels as if this relic is talking to himself.... Nod.

The moment Ye Fan's right hand landed on the relic, Ye Fan's whole body was suddenly shocked.

I only felt that a huge and pure energy poured into my body along my right hand, wandering through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and the true qi in the original body, under the influence of this energy, seemed to be even more refined.

Gradually, this energy seemed to have found an outlet, and suddenly surged towards Yefan's dantian.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, Ye Fan felt as if his dantian was about to explode, and this energy seemed to be endless, pouring into his dantian in a steady stream.

A strong and sharp pain suddenly came from the dantian.

Ye Fan's head was bruised, and he gritted his teeth tightly, wanting to withdraw his right hand that was placed on the relic.

But the next moment, Ye Fan was horrified to find that his right hand seemed to be sucked, and no matter how hard he tried, his right hand couldn't move a single point from the relic!

Ye Fan panicked, completely panicked, he knew very well that if he continued like this, then he would only have one consequence - explode and die!

However, he has no choice but to watch this happen!

"You... Your uncle, Lao Tzu is here to protect you, do you really want Lao Tzu's life!" Ye Fan gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice.

It's a pity that the huge and pure power that came from the relics still poured into Yefan's dantian in a steady stream, and there was no intention of stopping.

"Boom!"

Finally, Yefan's dantian finally couldn't withstand this huge power, and exploded with a "boom"!

"Poof!"

Yefan opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood!

It's over, are you going to die?

Yu Rou, Qing Yu, Ye Tong, three beautiful shadows flashed in Ye Fan's mind one by one.

After these three figures, a beautiful figure appeared in Ye Fan's mind again, Leng Xinyao!

You okay?

Now that your poison should be cured, you should no longer hate me, right?

Also, Ling Sixue, that girl, I don't know, will she be sad after she dies?

Many thoughts flashed through Ye Fan's mind.

"I'm unwilling, I, no, willing, heart, ah!!" Ye Fan's eyes were red and he yelled madly.

Blood was still flowing from the corners of his mouth, and gradually, Yefan finally lost consciousness completely.

Ye Fan's body slowly fell, but even so, his right hand was still tightly "glued" to the top of the relic.