"Blood Burning Pill"!

Seeing the elixir in the scribe's hand, the face of the big man who was fighting with the scribe changed, and the three words couldn't help blurting out.

Hearing this, Fang Yi, who was lying on his stomach in the grass, couldn't help but be startled. Looking at the pill in the scribe's hand, he muttered without passing: "It turned out to be a blood burning pill."

It was so unexpected that he didn't expect it. The scribe had a spiritual artifact, which was amazing enough. But what was even more amazing was that at this critical juncture, the scribe actually took out another second-order pill, the Blood Burning Pill.

Looking at this Blood Burning Pill, Fang Yi was surprised at the same time, and at the same time, there was more longing in his heart.

Although he had purchased a lot of waste pills before, he even had the pill prescription of the second-order pill "Qi Condensing Pill" on his body. But to be honest, he really hadn't gotten the second-order elixir in the true sense.

You must know that most of the people who have second-order elixirs are monks in the foundation building period. And the Qi Refining Realm cultivators, don't say it's him, even the cultivators of the eighth or ninth layers of Qi Refining rarely have this opportunity.

Seeing the scribe, he swallowed the blood burning pill without frowning, and Fang Yi, who was lying in the grass, was stunned. I didn't expect this scribe to dare to do this, it seems that he really wants to break the boat.

Although the Blood Burning Pill is a second-order elixir, and its medicinal power is amazing, it can make the seriously injured not show their injuries in a short period of time and regain their peak combat power.

But as far as the final effect is concerned, the side effects of this elixir on cultivators below the seventh level of qi refining are still too great!

Ordinary Qi refining seventh-nineth-level cultivators, swallow it if you are seriously injured. Get rid of the essence and blood accumulated by your own cultivation. After the power of the Blood Burning Pill has passed, there will only be a relatively long period of weakness.

But if a cultivator below the seventh level of Qi refining swallowed it, the situation would be different. Although he also recovered from his injuries in a short period of time, his combat strength returned.

But after the drug is over, the side effects are not as simple as a longer period of weakness. The essence and blood of those who are light are missing, and the cultivation is a layer down. The blood of the heavy eater was burned, and he died .......

"Woohoo".

The wind rose again, and the scribe's side turned into a butterfly's fan. After he swallowed the Blood Burning Pill, in an instant, he completely transformed into a demon beast that possessed spirits.

Wings flutter and bodies fly. If there is a "angry" butterfly, shuttling between the violent spiritual weapons, when the wings are fanned, the spiritual weapons in the hands of several people in the hands of the big Han are directly slapped with a bang.

The blood dissipated, and the sword roared. The spirit weapons in the hands of several people only lasted a few simple rounds, and they were almost turned from spirit weapons to scrap metal.

His face changed drastically, and he staggered under his feet. Under the fierce counterattack of the scribes, the faces of the big men changed suddenly, and they were no longer as good as before. can only change offense to defense and struggle to support.

"Bang, bang, bang".

Butterflies fluttered and struck, and several people kept retreating, and the scribe could break through the encirclement at his sight.

"Knock".

At this moment, the situation changed again. The young heron who rushed out with the scribe was careless, stepped on the air and fell to the ground. The two Qi Refining Fourth-Layer cultivators who were besieging him, seeing this, saw that the spiritual weapon in their hands shone brightly.

The sword flew over, one sword after another, surrounding the young heron heron, swinging countless lights and shadows. In a moment, the Yin Heron youth was covered densely, without any dead ends

Seeing this, the scribes rushed out of the siege. As soon as he gritted his teeth, his body was stunned, and then he changed direction and headed towards the young heron.

"Brother Ma hold on, I'll save you." As he rushed towards the young heron, the scribe spoke.

The green fan flew away, shaking Qian Er's spirit sword open. The butterfly shadow dances lightly, forcing the big man to get out of the way ....... The scribes followed the fan and carved a path through the encirclement.

"Bang, bang".

Blocking the spirit sword that stabbed at the back of Yin Lu's young man's heart, regardless of the injury in his body that was about to attack, the scribe grabbed it with his hand and grabbed the young man on the ground.

"Huh".

The sound of piercing flesh was very abrupt, and with pain, it sounded in the waist of the scribe.

Turning his head to the right, he looked at the young heron who had known him for many years. The scribe trembled in disbelief: "You, you .........".

"Bang".

A bang was heard. In this tremor, the young heron's palm slapped out very quickly, and in the disbelief of the scribe, it fell to his chest at once.

"Poof".

Bright red blood spurted out. In this palm, the scribe was slapped and fell backwards.

"Bang".

The body fell heavily to the ground, and it was a long, long time before the scribe struggled and sat up from the ground.

"Why ,......". Blood poured out of his mouth, and the monk who sat up on the ground looked at the young man of the Yin Heron, and his speech was slurred.

"When we were just fighting, we had already discussed it with Brother Ma. Wait for Brother Ma to help us kill you. Take your relics in exchange for a bounty, and we will give a share of it to Brother Ma. Before the young heron could speak, a monk who had besieged the young heron spoke proudly.

"Now in Fushan City, there are many people who are chasing you for a reward. Although we have a great friendship, I can't put yourself in danger for you. Besides, the strange book you told me was just an excuse to trick me into following you. ”。 Looking at the seriously injured scribe on the ground, the young heron said expressionlessly.

"So, you betrayed me for those hundreds of spirit stones?" Struggling to his feet, the scribe roared angrily.

"Yes, I've known you for so long. Since you are desperate, why don't you use the remaining value and exchange your life for a few spirit stones for me. The young heron spoke ruthlessly.

"Hehe, it's just that I have no eyes. Not only did he take that slut as his wife, but he also took you as a confidant. Looking at the sky, the scribe said with a look of despair.

Seeing that things had developed to this point, Fang Yi, who was hidden in the grass, couldn't help but sigh.

If you want to talk about pathos, this scribe is really sad enough!

However, this kind of thing is just a microcosm of the cultivation realm. Even if you can't get used to making a move, but so what. What about the thousands of similar things that have changed?

"Poof".

The power of the Blood Burning Pill retreated, and the scribe who fell to the ground spat out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, the weakness in his body surged over his body like a rushing tide.

I felt Xiu Wei fall, and the injury worsened. The scribe's face was despair, but despair.

"Hehe, resign yourself to your fate. Your life is destined for the fulfillment of Brother Ma and ours. In the next life, you have to have more eyes, or you will .......... Haha". Looking at the scribe who had forced them extremely hard just now, Dahan deliberately opened his voice.

Silently, the scribe who had resigned himself to his fate stopped talking, closed his eyes, and seemed to wait for his destined end.

"Haha".

Looking at the scribe with his eyes closed, the big man laughed and walked over with a spirit sword.

As soon as he thought of himself, he could personally kill a fifth-level Qi refining cultivator. And after killing the monk, he can also get a large bounty. The big man couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Alas".

With a sigh, Fang Yi quietly turned around. Not to mention the impossible spiritual root Baijie, the final fate of this scribe alone ......!

He still left. As the saying goes, out of sight and out of mind.

"Who? Come out of here".

It was very abrupt, at the moment when Fang Yi was about to get up and leave. A sharp voice suddenly sounded.