This time the cloak man was really stunned, he didn't think that Ye Zhuo didn't perceive the power of the dark blue light, this is the second shot, shouldn't it be dodging, right, how could Ye Zhuo dare to come over so without dodging, even if it is the third layer of Qi refining and the fourth layer of Qi refining, he doesn't dare to connect it so hard, how can he dare to do this, is it really dead?

In an instant, the bone sword had arrived, and the cloaked man subconsciously jumped to dodge and turn his head, but there was no time, and there was a clattering sound after the bang, and the bone sword was hitting his shoulder blade, even if the robe was relieved of some force, it was still smashed to the bone.

"Die. Furious, the cloaked man reappeared.

Ye Zhuo still ignored it, and another bloody arrow came out from his left shoulder, and at the same time, the bone sword also hit the cloaked man again.

Seeing that Ye Zhuo didn't know at all that he dodged and rounded the bone sword again, the cloak man with his left arm drooping down didn't dare to exchange injuries for injuries anymore, he chose to dodge, jumped back and raised his right hand at the same time, and an earthy yellow light curtain popped out behind him, blocking the bone sword.

"Come on, the master hasn't enjoyed it yet. Bang bang a few times in succession, smashing the earthy yellow light curtain, the three blood arrows on his body spurted non-stop, and Ye Zhuo, whose face was pale but his eyes were full of red light, held a bone sword and made a gesture to chase.

"Maniac. The cloaked man turned around and ran away with a startled exclamation, his voice even trembling a little, obviously frightened by Ye Zhuo's life-threatening actions.

Ye Zhuo didn't really chase after it, and after watching the cloaked man disappear without a trace, he immediately threw an aiki pill into his mouth, sat on the spot and activated the qi induction technique, pulling the true qi in his body towards several bloody wounds.

didn't stay too long, and the blood stopped spraying, Ye Zhuo got up, walked to the pile of rubble in front of him and picked up the purple ginseng on the ground, and then walked towards the mountain forest.

Stumbling all the way into a tree hole, Ye Zhuo saw a tree hole, glanced around a few times, and leaned in.

When he fell to the ground, he pulled the wound, and the two blood arrows sprayed again, and he didn't care about the fact that some warning devices were arranged at the entrance of the tree hole, Ye Zhuo hurriedly crossed his legs and urged the true qi to turn up.

It was easy to stop the bleeding again, Ye Zhuo did not stop, and continued to urge the true qi to circulate Zhou Tian.

True Qi flowed again and again, and the three wounds on his abdomen and shoulders had scabbed, but Ye Zhuo's brows were getting tighter and tighter. The trauma was not a big deal, in his body, more than a dozen breaths were wandering back and forth, three of which were particularly domineering, nothing else, it was the remnants of those Qingmang forces before.

I had a similar experience when I fought with Pi Yuanshan earlier, but when the remnants of Pi Yuanshan's green mangspur thorn ended, it didn't take a moment and a half to be naturally consumed, Ye Zhuo didn't take the initiative to do anything at all, but this time it was different, Ye Zhuo could sense the tenacity of these dozen forces, especially the three paths left by the dark cyan light, which were running back and forth and constantly invading Ye Zhuo's meridians and viscera.

There is no other way to face this kind of alien aura, only to use his own true qi to consume and refine, but Ye Zhuo's realm is too low, it can be a layer of refining qi, and the true qi in his body is not as good as any of these three strands, I don't know how much time it will take to completely refine, what is even more tricky is that because of these alien powers, Ye Zhuo's speed of refining the power of the elixir to replenish the true qi has been greatly reduced, and the urging technique has not only failed to replenish the true qi to perfection, but has become less and less.

If that's all it takes, the drops of water will wear through the stones, and if it takes a little more time, they can always be worn off little by little, and what makes Ye Zhuo worry is that before that, will there be any irreversible damage to his meridians and viscera.

"Damn, no wonder they all say that the difference in the realm is insurmountable. I can only use spirit grass, but I hope it can be consumed faster than this thing. After a long time, once again feeling that the power of the pill was about to run out, Ye Zhuo suddenly let out a low sigh, and instead of throwing the pill into his mouth as before, he took out the baggage cloth from his arms and spread it out, and picked up a spiritual grass.

Compared to healing as soon as possible, wasting spirit grass is nothing, Ye Zhuo's plan is to use the spirit grass, which is more majestic than the elixir, to speed up his true qi refining speed. Just as he was about to put it in his mouth, Ye Zhuo paused, pulled out the purple-brown rhizome inserted in his waist, and opened his mouth to bite it.

It doesn't look good, but the taste is extremely beautiful, and as Ye Clumsy exerts his teeth, a stream of sweet juice flows out of the rhizome and flows down the throat into the abdomen. The sweet taste was only for a short time, and soon Ye Zhuo trembled all over his body and showed a painful posture, and there was a sharp pain everywhere in his body, not because the remnants of the cloaked man's spell began to rage again, but because of the majestic grass and tree essence that burst out of the juice, in other words, he was supported.

Ye Zhuo didn't know it before, but it was the cloak that revealed the origin of this spirit grass-violet ginseng.

Violet ginseng, not included in the Hundred Herbs Sutra, but Ye Zhuo has heard of this kind of spirit grass, not only into the grade, but also a second-grade spirit grass, if it weren't for this grade, the cloaked man might not have jumped out.

Ye Zhuo also knew that violet ginseng was the main raw material for refining violet pills, and violet pills were well-known in Chi Tianzong for breaking barriers, which were useful for breaking through various small realms of the Qi Refining Realm, including the third to fourth layers, and the sixth to seventh layers known as Xiaoguan.

At this moment, Ye Zhuo chose purple ginseng instead of those few spirit grasses, not because it had the miraculous effect of breaking barriers, but purely because of the abundant grass and tree essence corresponding to its grade.

The second-grade spirit grass was used by Ye Zhuo like this, and it was known, I am afraid that it was not the word loser who was scolded. Ye Zhuo didn't care about that, he was hiding in the hole in the tree, and his whole body was concentrated on urging this qi induction technique, pulling the grass and tree essence qi that he was about to explode along Zhou Tian in the traction feeling, and even the remnants of those spells didn't care about paying special attention, and only relied on his mental method to urge the true qi to flow automatically when it was over.

Don't dare not to step up, the cloak man was smashed and broke his shoulder blade, but in fact, his injuries were far less serious than Ye Zhuo, he just left just because he was frightened, Ye Zhuo couldn't guarantee that he would not come back, maybe it won't be long before the cloak man who changed the god would kill him again, and with a cloak man, Ye Zhuo was also worried about whether he would meet the second one.

The second-grade spirit grass is really extraordinary, Ye Zhuo's body is extremely painful everywhere and will not suffer in vain, with a steady stream of replenished true qi, he finally has the spare strength to refocus on those few remnants of the spell, even if he can't exhaust them, he must suppress them first, lest he suffer enemies inside and outside in case of another opponent.

Ye Zhuo still overestimated himself, underestimated the domineering of the second-grade spirit grass, and failed to hold on to a dozen breaths, his body shook like a sieve, and the beads of sweat on his head kept coming out like rain.

The purple ginseng that was in his mouth before fell on Ye Zhuo's coiled legs at this time, but at the beginning, the herb and tree essence contained in that mouthful of spiritual ginseng juice was no longer what he could hold in the meridians of a monk who was refining qi and a layer of qi refining, originally thinking of refining and replenishing the true qi and then dissipating the residual power of those spells, but at this time, Ye Zhuo found that he could only barely attract a large stream with his mind with all his strength, and there were still some unrestrained small strands of grass and wood essence that were the same as the remnants of the previous spell, rampage in all directions, and even the strength was thicker, and the collision was more violent。

"Master doesn't believe it, if you don't kill the master, the master will definitely refine you. There is no regret medicine to take, and if you want to vomit, you can't vomit it, Ye Zhuo can only endure the severe pain everywhere and then urge the skill with all his might, and he secretly curses in his heart and keeps scolding.

Under such a majestic supply of grass and tree essence qi, the refining speed of true qi was much faster at any time, and soon, Ye Zhuo felt the fullness in the meridians, and the recovery of true qi was almost complete.

Originally, I wanted to borrow the essence of the herbs and trees of the spirit of the spirit to quickly recover the true qi, but the ten percent of the essence of the herbs and trees contained in that mouthful of purple ginseng juice had only been used for less than one percent until now, and the excess of the essence of the herbs and trees made it much more difficult for Ye Zhuo to refine the remnants of those few spells.

No matter how difficult it was, he had to persevere, enduring the severe pain everywhere, Ye Zhuo urged his true qi to chase after the remnants of the raging spells, and after the true qi was depleted a little, he hurriedly urged his heart to refine the essence of the grass and trees.

For a while, Ye Zhuo didn't know whether he wanted to rely on his true qi to wipe out the remnants of the spell, or whether he relied on the remnants of the spell to consume the remnants of the true qi. All in all, the process was extremely difficult.

Fortunately, the effect was not bad, and with the twists of true air one after another, the residual power of the cloaked man's spells gradually weakened, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Ye Zhuo couldn't stop, from beginning to end, he only consumed two points of grass and wood essence, and secretly said that the second-grade spirit grass was really fucking extraordinary, and Ye Zhuo began to concentrate on dealing with the violet ginseng aura in his body.

It is also a severe pain, and the spirit grass essence can also infiltrate the meridians of the flesh at the same time, so that Ye Zhuo does not have so many worries, but it is still necessary to absorb and refine them as soon as possible, Ye Zhuo is very worried, he may not be able to bear it with a sigh of relief, and he will not be able to gather strength anymore, and he will also be fatal at that time. I don't want to be supported to death by the essence of the grass and trees, but I don't have the residual power of the spell, Ye Zhuo himself has not started to practice spells, and it is not easy to kill the true qi by refining the meridian body alone, the only thing that can be done is to urge the true qi to circulate once it has been encountered, and the urging method of the heart is one week after another.

For about half an hour, Ye Zhuo's expression, which had been frowning, suddenly relaxed, and the bulging feeling in his body suddenly weakened a little, I don't know what happened, Ye Zhuo didn't have the strength to pay attention at all, this trace of ease was far from enough to offset the pain caused by the still majestic grass and tree essence, Ye Zhuo still needed to urge his heart and true qi with all his heart.

If someone is around, you can see that as time goes by, Ye Zhuo's hideous and painful expression gradually slows down, and there is a moment of effort, and even shows relaxation. It's just that Ye Zhuo himself seems to be unaware of all this, and from beginning to end, he closed his eyes tightly and urged his heart with all his might, and he was already immersed in it and forgot about his surroundings.

I don't know how long later, Ye Zhuo opened his eyes suddenly, his face full of disbelief: "Second layer of qi refining?"

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