"Mother-in-law, there's another one here. ”

As before, the group continued to probe the previously marked stone pillars one by one.

Of course, it is not comfortable for Ye Zhuo to be sandwiched around his waist, but under meditation, he can also urge the flow of the mind freely, coupled with the extraordinary effect of the ice crystal pith liquid, a moment of effort is worth his usual many days of cultivation, at this moment, Ye Zhuo has no heart to pay attention to other people's busy work, according to his thoughts, it is best to keep looking for this, and wait until he has completely transformed the potential of the ice crystal pith liquid into his own strength before doing anything else.

It's a pity that there is such a good thing, others gave him ice crystal pith liquid, but it was not because he saw that he was extremely talented and had a heart of love, after several successive fruitlessness, in front of another stone pillar, Qiu'er, who was holding the lock spirit map, let out a cry of surprise.

Ye Zhuo, who was urging the mental method to impact the meridians, immediately knew that it was his turn to move, and when he opened his eyes, he was about to ask a few words carefully about what he needed to do, when he suddenly felt the arm of the strong man Wu Tie clamped around his waist tightened violently, and a breath instantly poured into his body, flowing along Ye Zhuo's own meridians.

What can be a good thing if there is an uncontrollable inexplicable aura in the meridians, without Ye Zhuo's deliberate control, his true qi has begun to encircle and suppress this breath, but this aura comes from the foundation building monk, although it seems to be only a trace, but it is extremely tenacious, and it is not something that can be consumed in a short period of time at all.

He has agreed to cooperate, and the other party can still do such a trick, Ye Zhuo, who came back to his senses, was angry in his heart, and he wanted to ask loudly, but he found that he couldn't open his mouth at all for some reason, not only that, but even his hands and feet didn't know when he lost control and couldn't move.

When he was frightened in his heart, Ye Zhuo felt that his body was light, he had been thrown out by the strong man Wutie, if nothing else, the landing position was exactly about two feet next to the stone pillar.

"Uncle, is the kind of person who doesn't talk well? Ye Zhuo, who was in mid-air, realized that although his body was controlled and there was a different aura in his meridians, his true qi was still under control, and his heart was a lot more stable, and he also understood that these should be the means for Wu Po and the others to be careful of their escape from the battle, thinking that they were so distrusted, they were very disdainful.

Disdainful and a little helpless, the Foundation Building Realm monk is really a Foundation Building Realm monk, whether it is the power of imprisonment added to his body, or the breath that has been faintly stopped in his chest at this moment, it is not something that only Ye Zhuo, who is in the third layer of Qi refining, can be wiped out in a short period of time, knowing that these things are extremely dangerous, but he can't.

After thinking about it for a while, Ye Zhuo simply let it go and ignore it, and scolded a few times in his heart, "Don't let the master have a chance to clean you up in the future" At the same time, he directly urged his own mental method and continued to impact the meridians.

Just like the previous few times, the three Foundation Building Realm cultivators all urged the exercises, and Ye Zhuo, who was urging the heart method, could hear the sound of crows rattling around him, obviously, these people began to seal this stone pillar again, and then captured the blood soul hidden in it. It's just that this time it seems to be a lot longer than before, the previous few times it was only a dozen breaths, and the crows prompted by the three of them surrounded the stone pillar and stone carving, this time dozens of breaths have passed, and a steady stream of crow voices sounded in my ears.

They want to slowly or have other plans Ye Zhuo didn't care, what made Ye Zhuo's heart a little bottomless was that he was standing here like a wooden pillar and couldn't move Until now, these people have not let themselves show their essence and blood breath, but there are crow phantoms enveloping the pillar and enveloping themselves next to the stone pillar at the same time, not much effort, a phantus barrier appeared in front of him, and the figures of the black woman outside were blurred a lot.

"No, those wandering ghosts have already been killed by them, the heroic spirits are not those things, could it be that there are more powerful guys in them?" Suddenly, Ye Zhuo was excited, and remembered a problem that he had ignored.

has been at ease, of course, there is a reason to be surrounded by the monks of the Foundation Building Realm, but there is also the reason why Ye Zhuo does not feel that there is too much danger, those wandering soul wild ghosts have seen clearly that their strength is slightly stronger than their own, even if they are close, it is not a big deal, but at this moment Ye Zhuo realized that he had thought of the wrong order, Wu Granny and the others did not want to deal with those wandering ghosts by themselves at all, but to deal with the blood soul spirit, could it be that there is something more powerful behind the blood soul spirit, it is the heroic spirit in their mouth?

For a while, Ye Zhuo could come up with any results, and at this time, the breath that had stopped in his chest suddenly moved.

"Your uncle!" If he could speak out at this moment, Ye Zhuo would have already scolded, but he couldn't speak, so he could only scold in his heart.

The breath that originally stopped in the chest suddenly turned into a needle prick, directly piercing Ye Zhuo's chest and coming out, if it was just that, with Ye Zhuo's strong recovery ability, some wounds could be recovered in a moment, but this breath broke out of the body, but it was not far away, but it was like a filament growing from Ye Zhuo's chest floating, and the most important thing was that the other end was still in Ye Zhuo's body, impartial, and was pierced in the heart. As the heart beats, a wisp of red flows out along the breath.

At this moment, Ye Zhuo knew the meaning of those eyes of Granny Wu before, and he wanted his essence blood breath to be true, but where is the ordinary essence blood, what escapes is his own natal essence blood.

The difference between the two words is big, the essence blood is blood to put it bluntly, but the natal essence blood is the source, if the essence blood is the stream, the natal essence blood is the mountain spring at the source of the stream. Lose some essence blood, even if it is more, as long as it does not die, it will take time, and it will always be replenished by spending some spiritual things, but the natal essence blood is different, that is, it is a wisp of loss, even if there is a high-grade spiritual object to replenish, it is extremely difficult to recover, and it is more likely that the permanent loss will never be able to recover as before, and even the most ordinary spiritual object that replenishes the natal essence blood is not something that a monk in the early stage of qi refining can easily get, there is really such a thing, not to mention Ye Zhuo, even the three foundation building realm monks in front of him will also be tempted, no one will think that their natal essence blood is too strong。

It is said that the blood in the heart is dripping, which refers to the natal essence blood, if the mortal world loses the natal essence blood, the original strong man will also become a sick seedling, and even worse, it is possible to directly fall down and lose his breath. As a monk, Ye Zhuo is not like this, but he will definitely be greatly affected, at this moment, the amount of blood that flows out of the wisps of breath is not as good as a drop of broken fingertips, but the real damage is much more serious than a serious injury to the body. The most important thing is that if the natal essence blood damage cannot be recovered as soon as possible, it will definitely affect the future cultivation, in other words, it may not be necessary to break Ye Zhuo's foundation just like this.

Once the foundation was built to break the bloodline forbidden spell, it was Ye Zhuo's mind and even obsession, and other things could be taken seriously by hanging Erlang as a joke, but this matter would definitely not, originally he was just a little annoyed and forcibly captured by the other party, but at this moment, Ye Zhuo had hatred in his heart.

However, he couldn't move, he couldn't speak, Ye Zhuo hated it in his heart, and he could only coldly sweep over the few people who were busy working on the periphery, and he couldn't do anything superfluous.

Through the phantom of the crow, Ye Zhuo saw that not far away, the three foundation building realm monks of the crow phantom were still condensing the crow phantom towards him and the stone pillar cage beside him.

Suddenly, there was a trace of solemnity on their faces, and at the same time, Ye Zhuo felt that the breath gossamer connected to his heart suddenly tightened, as if the other end was bitten and pulled tightly by something, but the original invisible thing was pulled in his heart with a sharp pain, and when he reacted, Ye Zhuo found out where it was being ripped off, it was simply because his natal essence blood flowed much faster, and the pain caused by being devoured.

"Use the master's essence blood as bait to catch that blood soul?" Feeling the heartache, thinking about the goal of their group, Ye Zhuo understood the plan of the Wu Po and a few people, thinking that the ice crystal pith liquid was also prepared for this moment, but he didn't know if it was to attract the attention of the blood soul spirit, or to control himself.

It doesn't help to figure it out, even if he tries again, Ye Zhuo has no other way to choose, and now he can only turn his anger into motivation and urge the flow of his mind with all his might, it is impossible to refine the ice crystal pith liquid in just a few dozen breaths, Ye Zhuo is just venting his frustration in his heart.

At the same time, Ye Zhuo's eyes stared at a few people outside through the crow phantom, and soon, Qiu'er, who saw Qiu'er holding the lock spirit diagram in his hand, walked close and urged the magic weapon in his hand.

Standing far away and standing on the back before, Ye Zhuo didn't pay attention and didn't want to see clearly, at this time, Qiu'er was a few feet away in front of him, although there was a barrier, Ye Zhuo could see clearly. As Qiu'er's mouth poured into the true qi, the originally dim picture scroll gradually turned out a faint luster, and wisps of black silk emerged from the back of the picture scroll, gradually moving towards the stone pillar enveloped by the crow's phantom, and the position was exactly where Ye Zhuo's natal essence blood was swallowed.

The stone pillar was wrapped in a heavy crow phantom, Ye Zhuo couldn't see the scene in the stone, but he could detect some signs through his natal essence blood, and the wisps of black silk that were submerged in the crow phantom were like a cocoon shell to cage the blood soul spirit that was devouring his natal essence blood, and gradually tightened.

After seeing the previous scene, Ye Zhuo also knew that with Qiu'er's realm strength, it was not enough to quickly urge the Lock Spirit Diagram and inspire Wu Si to capture the Blood Soul Spirit, so he had his current situation, and was forced to extract the natal essence blood as bait to catch the Blood Soul Spirit.

"Uncle's, it's not a good thing. Realizing that his natal essence blood was flowing faster, it seemed that the blood soul was aware of the danger, but he refused to give up the delicacy just like that, and he had to eat a few bites, Ye Zhuo couldn't help but scold angrily in his heart again.