Chapter 17: Dragon Crystal Beads
Yan Xian was sent flying dozens of meters before he stopped grazing the ground. The body is even more illusory.
Seeing this, Arthur struggled to his feet. However, when he cast the Fire God Lotus, he was already extremely prostrated and fell heavily on Yayan Tiger's back, unable to get up again.
Yayan roared angrily and wanted to rush out, but was pressed down by Yan Xian.
"You carry Arthur on your back and go first. Yan Xian patted Yayan and said. "Remember, let him avenge me. ”
Arthur, who was lying on the back of the tiger, heard this, struggled again, and slowly stood up.
"I'm not going to let you die. Arthur put on an ugly smile, took out the Rong Needle, took out the ten-colored stone, and wanted to include Yan Xian in it, but at this moment, Yan Xian's pupils suddenly shrank, looking at a piece of medicinal herb in Yayan's mouth behind Arthur.
It is crystal clear throughout, and the jade-like color penetrates into it, and the two jade-colored beads inside are particularly conspicuous.
Arthur also noticed the change in Yan Xian and slowly turned around. "This is Dragon Crystal Grass?"
The Dragon Crystal Grass can be regarded as a fourth-grade medicinal herb, but in terms of rarity, it is enough to have some fifth-grade medicinal herbs! Its body is not too precious, but the Dragon Crystal Bead in it is enough to make the medicine master and the soul body crazy, and its power, taking Yan Xian as an example, is enough to restore him to the Spirit Supreme! This also makes his rarity soar.
Arthur looked at the dragon crystal grass and the dragon crystal beads in his body, and finally a little hope was ignited in his heart, he turned his head, looked at Yan Xian, his lips opened lightly, and said: Teacher, you refine those two dragon crystal beads first, and it will be handled by me and Xiaoyan.
Yan Xian glanced at him, didn't talk nonsense, and with a move of his hand, the aura of heaven and earth rushed in, turned into rolling qi energy, and entered Arthur's body, so that the qi energy in his body was sufficient again, making Yan Xian's body a lot more illusory, and then grabbed the dragon crystal grass in Yayan's mouth, took out the dragon crystal bead and swallowed it, and began to sit and cultivate.
Arthur's breath rose and fell, a sign that he was about to advance. He immediately understood, and patted Xiao Yan on the back, Xiao Yan understood, and ran to lure away the tiger-shaped demon beast. Arthur didn't say much nonsense, and hurriedly sat down.
Now, two options. First, ascend to the quasi-spirit realm, but the cultivation in the future will gradually slow down, and it will take at least another month to break through to the spirit realm. Second, go directly to the spiritual realm.
If it was before, Arthur would not hesitate to choose the latter. But at the moment, the situation is critical, and if you ascend to the spiritual realm, it will take a certain amount of time, maybe a few days. And the situation on Xiao Yan's side is definitely not good, and he can't last too long. After a little thought, Arthur had a choice.
Half an hour later.
Arthur, who was sitting in the woods, abruptly got to his feet and sped towards a ruined and unbearable route. In the palm of his left hand, the Eight Desolation Palms slowly condensed. In his right hand, the Spirit King Fist was ready to rise.
"Roar!"
Xiao Yan's scream sounded, and he had been hit by a punch from the tiger-shaped demon beast, and his body shot backwards rapidly, and blood flowed from his abdomen. Obviously, it can't hold on anymore.
Just as the tiger-shaped monster caught up with him to strike another fatal blow, Arthur finally arrived.
A punch, a palm, imprinted on the body of the tiger-shaped demon beast. Its form regressed rapidly, but it left no real damage.
Gaps, real gaps.
The tiger-shaped monster retreated some distance and then sped up again, and Arthur fell to the bottom in the blink of an eye.
Just when he couldn't hold on, a figure floated down, and a palm was imprinted on the forehead of the tiger-shaped demon beast, and the crisis was instantly resolved.
"Hehe, it's not too late. ”