The first three drops can be said to condense the essence and blood in the body, the existence in the true sense, and every drop after that is full of terrifying cultivation, condensed through the blood body of the sea of life, and the condensation again and again is extremely painful for Gong Yichen, the cultivation has already been integrated into his body, and if he wants to forcibly deprive it, he will inevitably suffer unbearable pain.

The fifth drop of essence blood was forcibly deprived by the power of the heavenly spirit, and the luster of a drop of essence blood was bright red all over, and there was a faint golden light in it, Gong Yichen controlled this drop of essence blood and turned it into two halves with a wave of his fingers, which generally slowly sank into Wang Fugui's body.

It can be seen with the eye of heaven, the moment this essence blood is not entered, it immediately scans it with divine sense, and every bit of it must be observed carefully, and there must be no mistakes, seeing that the essence blood is integrated into it, the black flame in Wang Fugui's body meets the essence blood and is suddenly facing the enemy, and wherever the essence blood passes, it is constantly avoiding.

It's working, it's good! Finally there's an effect, Gong Yichen was worried before, but now that he sees this, he has put his heart at ease, and there is only one thought in his heart, which is to cure him.

The latter slowly appeared, the essence and blood continued to be removed, and the breath on Gong Yichen's body gradually weakened, and every drop of essence and blood was integrated into his spiritual cultivation, and there were many textures everywhere he went.

Medium term...... Lower...... Infancy......

The cultivation of the body is constantly decreasing at the speed of the naked eye, and the breath on Gong Yichen's body is also constantly weakening, until he reaches the early stage of the grandmaster, and he can't stand it anymore if he continues like this, this situation makes him have to stop his trembling hands, and the continuous operation like this has exhausted Gong Yichen, and even if there is more spiritual power in his body, he can't withstand such consumption.

From the face, there is hardly too much blood, which is completely different from the previous energetic appearance.

Worried about what problems he had, the Linglong Pagoda was already hanging overhead, constantly absorbing the power of nature to help him, even at a critical moment, he could hide in it, without worrying about outsiders coming to interfere.

But when he saw the black flame in Wang Fugui's body and seemed to be about to move, Gong Yichen knew that he couldn't rest, the stubbornness of this death curse was extraordinary, and he had to be completely solved in the first time, and he would use his body to refine the essence and blood again inside his body that was already scarred everywhere, in order to be able to completely solve this death curse faster.

When all the spiritual power cultivation was condensed, a essence blood that was not small enough to be smaller than before was successfully condensed, and with the familiar operation before, the essence blood was quickly dispersed, and it continued to enter Wang Fugui's body, and the black flame was already only the last line, and it was flickering and dimming at this time.

And Gong Yichen's cultivation is also hovering back and forth on the edge of the grandmaster realm, the breath is extremely unstable at this time, countless cracks have appeared in the sky above the sea of life, even the aura of the Great Dao is broken, and the grandmaster falls, such a situation is almost rare, and it has been tempered very strong, but in the process of falling, the body also suffers great pain.

Gong Yichen only felt that his inner body had already borne too much, almost reaching the limit, and if he continued like this, he would only face one point, his body would definitely be seriously damaged, if there was a crack in the Dao heart, the result would only be very bad for him, and if he continued like this, it would definitely have a great impact.

Looking at the black flame born from the death curse, it can be completely lifted with only one last stroke, no matter what, the last time must be done, Gong Yichen was ruthless, forcibly refining the essence blood, and blood continued to ooze out on the surface of the skin, which was a fatal pain for him, how long had he not suffered such pain, and there was no way to make it like this.

When he was about to condense the last drop of essence blood, Gong Yichen's breath suddenly fell from the flickering grandmaster realm to the late stage of internal strength, without the support of the grandmaster, a large amount of backlash began to appear in the body, and the support of the essence blood was not enough at all.

The sudden situation made him have no time to take measures, even if it was like this, he forcibly refined the essence blood, and at the last moment, the anger vibrate, and the last mouthful of essence blood was finally condensed with supreme willpower, and Gong Yichen, who was in a blur, quickly submerged the essence blood into Wang Fugui's body, and watched the death curse in the other party's body turn into black gas floating out of the body at this moment.

The tense state let go of this breath, and finally lifted the death curse at this last moment, and Gong Yichen's eyes were black, and the whole person fell to the ground, and the Linglong Pagoda hanging in the sky was still running, scattering light and shrouding here, as if there was a sense of self protecting the master, so that nothing could get close to it.

After Wang Fugui lifted the death curse, his frowning brows were also soothed, with the continuous self-repair of spiritual power, the whole body almost reached the extreme, those essence blood was not only to eliminate the death curse, but also there were many remnants left in Wang Fugui's body.

You must know how terrifying and domineering a grandmaster's essence is, these are all left in Wang Fugui's body after being diluted by Gong Yichen, and they are being absorbed little by little at this time, if they are seen by outsiders, it can be said that this kid's creation is simply heavenly.

Just when he was helping him get rid of the curse, almost all parts of his body were about to be repaired, and the torture and damage that the Xie family ancestor had done to him before was nothing at all, and now he could recover on his own.

A few hours passed quickly, Wang Fugui woke up from the coma in a daze, and slowly sat up, he only felt like he was in a dream, he was flying in the sky, and there was even the power of one person to destroy such a big place, and all kinds of pictures kept repeating in his mind.

But where is this now? Looking at the surrounding area, it is too strange, and it seems that there is still inexhaustible strength in the body, and I don't know what is going on.

When his eyes saw Gong Yichen next to him, his mind didn't ease up too much.

"it!Gong Yichen, what's wrong with you, why are you lying on the ground!" Wang Fugui shook the other party vigorously, but Gong Yichen didn't move.

At this time, Wang Fugui remembered that he seemed to have been kidnapped by a lewd old man, and Gong Yichen came to save him, and the last thing didn't seem to be very clear, what was the situation? Looking at the bloodstains on the ground, could it be that they were being chased and killed?

Otherwise, how did it become like this, did something happen, I don't know?