Chapter Twenty-Four: Blood Elves

Haha, sooner or later, I'll make you obey me. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info [mobile phone, tablet to read novels, please visit m. directly, update faster, more data-saving] The problem that has plagued me for a long time has inadvertently found a breakthrough in the battle.

In the laughter of Gu Li, Yang Fan cast Ling Xubu and disappeared in a flash. Rather than fighting them, it's more important to train yourself to control the phantom and the multicolored disc.

Gu Li's laughter stopped abruptly, you said it's your turn, is to run away? His eyes widened and he searched around.

Wang Yang and others shouted in unison.

", don't chase me yet!" Damn, everyone has run away, mighty fart.

Chasing, must chase, must follow Coulee to chase.

Yang Fan shook off his footsteps and ran for a quarter of an hour, following the looming sensation, stopping at the place where the third-order demonic beast entered and exited. It is a beautiful place with green mountains and rivers, lush forests and bamboos, and it is pleasant.

Is there such a place in the Warcraft Mountains? Yang Fan perceives the surrounding environment for the first time. There are only a few second-order demonic beasts that are not strong in attack. I didn't find the thing that appealed to me.

Regardless of that, he immediately jumped onto a large tree, found the place where the dense leaf cover soothed, and began to study a way to control the phantom.

Recalling a moment in battle, he realized that he needed a kind of communication between him and the phantom, or a sense of non-hostile life and death.

I had thought about suppressing and defeating it before, and I really should try a peaceful method to induce it.

Placid? It's difficult, and I've been living in a world full of killings, plus a series of frustrated blows. It's not easy to be peaceful.

He couldn't calm down, the more he wanted to calm down the past, the more he drilled into his heart, especially the battle of the Star Sea, where the Eight Great Sages chased and killed all the way until everyone was swallowed up by the collapsed space.

Ling'er, a beautiful, kind, gentle and virtuous wife, rushed to the emperor who came at the end in order to hold his thoughts. She's just a soul herself.

A soul that Yang Fan tried to resurrect by all means.

Gave it all and ended up in nothing. The pain is unacceptable.

The trees were trembling, and the leaves were raining down. It was Yang Fan sitting on the tree trembling. The phantom outside the body is hidden from time to time, and the breath fluctuates extremely violently.

"Hehe, it's painful. Let me wrap it up. A gloomy voice pulled Yang Fan out of the past. When he opened his eyes, he saw Coulee.

He came alone, and Wang Yang and the others had long been left behind by him. He was attracted by inexplicable panic. I thought it was a master or a rare demonic beast, but who knew it was Yang Fan.

He longed to look at it a little longer, but he found that his heart seemed to tremble more than a tree. There is a natural induction between martial souls and martial souls. It's instinct and an intuitive way to distinguish between strong and weak.

All Gu Li sensed was panic and oppression, and although he didn't know what was occasionally on Yang Fan's body, his intuition told him: this thing was terrifying.

"Looks like I can't keep my peace for the time being." Bang, Yang Fan jumped down from the tree and stood opposite Gu Li.

Well, the pain just now is completely gone, and even the terrible aura is gone. Gu Li looked at Yang Fan squarely. A fourth-level martial artist can send and receive it freely? He was a little unconvinced. I thought that Yang Fan was a symptom of going crazy.

"I want to see what the hell you're up to!" Gu Li clenched his hands into fists and rushed towards Yang Fan.

He hit Yang Fan with one punch, and it was a very strong punch. Boom, Yang Fan's body flew upside down like a fallen leaf.

Out of habit, Gu Li pursued five moves in a row before stopping. Looking at Yang Fan's lips at this time, his lips were purple, and blood was flowing out unconsciously. There were still some frost flowers hanging from his clothes.

Gu Li scratched his head and was about to attack again. But I saw a white light shining above Yang Fan's head. A powerful chill ran wild.

The white light surged towards Yang Fan's left hand at a terrifying speed, snorting, his hand was trembling, and a rotating circle gradually appeared in the palm of his hand.

Yang Fan frowned and gritted his teeth, and waved his hand suddenly. Whew, the palm wind is whistling, the momentum is like a broken bamboo, and it goes straight to the ancient force.

This trick was very hard, first using the body pain to stimulate the multicolored disc body protection, and then bursting out Luo Yun's hand to extract the power that erupted from it.

In the end, he attacked Gu Li with all his strength. This is already the ultimate trick that Yang Fan can perform.

When encountering a strong person, there will definitely be no time to complete the triple transformation of martial arts, but fortunately, Gu Li is not a strong person in the real sense.

What a weird martial art! How did Gu Li know that Yang Fan was not using a single martial art. He is also known for his palm power.

"Ice Protector!" Whew, his hands danced like lightning, striking an illusory shield of palm power in front of him.

Boom, Gu Li caught Yang Fan's palm and fell back three feet to stroke his chest and vomit blood, and both hands were broken. The power of one palm combining the three martial arts can be imagined.

People waste their hands with one palm? Gul trembled and hung his hands in front of his eyes, his eyes full of astonishment, pain, and disbelief.

He tried to clench his fists, gritted his teeth, creaked, and the rattle of bones crumbled him.

"Ahh Gu Li Huoran raised his head and looked up to the sky and roared. A snow leopard phantom burst out.

Roar, sneer......

Gu Li's snow leopard martial spirit was completely released, and his whole body was full of power. At this time, he was already in a state of rage. Next up is the battle of the Burning Martial Spirit.

The martial soul is the inner strength of the cultivator, and in ordinary battles, as long as it is slightly driven, the martial arts can be used to the strongest. Similarly, martial arts were created to maximize the use of martial spirits.

The effect of the combination of soul and skill is very different and varies from person to person, but under normal circumstances, people are pursuing the use of martial soul and martial arts to attack, and when a person's martial soul is exposed, it means that he is completely angry.

In this state, the person's abilities will be maximized. The battle will be a suicide attack based on martial spirits. Of course, the so-called suicidal refers to the general martial spirit. Some powerful martial soul cultivators can use their souls to resist and kill enemies anytime and anywhere.

For example, Yun Ling and Bai Qingyi belong to the list of powerful martial souls.

The person in front of him is the former. When his martial soul appeared, he also turned into a snow leopard.

Knowing that Yang Fan was weird, he also rushed forward with his soul power desperately.

"You only come to die." Yang Fan had already felt the riot of the phantom, the same feeling he had when he killed the demonic beast.

Is it finally going to devour people's martial spirits? He slowly raised his hand.

Boom, the multicolored disc exploded first, flying out of the body and shattering the snow leopard.

Ah, Coulee fell to the ground on the spot with a wail.

Snort, the phantom subsides, and the disc disappears. Yang Fan stared blankly at Gu Li who was twitching underground. He knows best how important the martial soul is to a person. As soon as the martial soul is shattered, even if he doesn't die, he becomes a waste.

Yang Fan didn't have any joy, the disc soul shattering just now was indeed his truest wish. He confirmed that his mind was connected to these two things, and that he could not command them completely clearly at this time. That's what makes them feel like they're sapient.

At this moment, he felt that he had been here for a long time, and it felt the same as when he first woke up.

This is by no means a phenomenon that should be taken away, and my memory seems to have a blank space. And there is something very real in this void: something that can only be touched by divine thoughts.

Yang Fan was born on that battlefield, the gods died, but he survived a newborn!

"The misfortune of the gods, the heavens and the earth are shattered, and time and space are shattered." This is the description of the great battle that Yang Fan has heard.

"I was already in this world?" It's completely impossible. But what happened when he woke up from the body of Yang Fan in the present world?

Pinching his fingers, he woke up for less than a month, and the first ten days were mainly pondering the problem of cultivation and absorbing spiritual energy, followed by fleeing for three days, getting married yesterday, and arriving in Yunlu City today.

He needed time to sort out his thoughts, how to go from here, and in which direction. It all needs to be well thought out.

The problem is that there is no time to think about it, where there are people, there is fighting, and whether it is past or present, it seems that you are at the center of the struggle.

Gu Li fainted in pain, and the sound of salsa came from the bamboo forest behind him. Yang Fan couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't feel that someone was coming!

People don't come, they live here all the time! Of course, it was not a human being who made the noise, but a ball of flesh floating in the air, fiery red all over and three inches in diameter.

When he saw this guy, Yang Fan's eyes lit up, the living treasure among the rare beasts, the second-order demonic beast blood elf.

The characteristics that heaven and earth creatures give to each creature are different. The Blood Elf is a strange magical beast that has no face or limbs but can move in the air, and it is transformed by the essence of heaven and earth, and it will only appear in many years.

It is said that as long as a blood elf appears, it will not appear again for thousands of years within a radius of thousands of miles. Its habits are also extremely special and changeable.

The blood elves that have been discovered since the beginning of the world have no habits and effects that are the same except for their appearance.

The reason why it is called a living treasure is because it is the best tonic for cultivators. There is nothing more nourishing than the essence of heaven and earth. As for what to make up, it all depends on the will of God, and you will only know if you eat it.

Some strengthen people's bones, some strengthen people's muscles, and once an ordinary person accidentally ate a blood elf that strengthened the martial soul, so he became an immortal powerhouse without any suspense.

Of course, there are also records that some blood elves will imprison the abilities of the eater. Anyway, it's a wonder of the Warcraft world,

"This is the purpose of Zhang Da's cover-up?" He doesn't live in the Warcraft Mountains so as not to frighten the blood elves? It's not the best time to eat it. But it doesn't make sense. It is a place full of pedestrians all year round.

Oh my boy, you're here to raise blood elves...... Not good! When Yang Fan thought of danger, the blood elves had already rioted.

Whew, the three-inch body suddenly swelled to a diameter of two feet. What's even more terrifying is that a crack looms on his fiery red body.

It's not a crack but the mouth of the blood elf, he was dumbfounded when Yang Fan stepped back three feet, didn't he say that the blood elf was chaotic and faceless, like the world of the elephant?

What are those two rows of white deep!

"It's teeth!" A voice answered Yang Fan's doubts, and just as the blood elf made an astonishing change, Lao Zhang walked to his side tremblingly. The eyes are just as hot.

This fiery was looking at the blood elf, and Yang Fan couldn't help asking, "Isn't it yours?" ”

Lao Zhang tried hard to suppress the trembling: "From now on, it's mine." "This thing is indeed not his, what he wants is for Yang Fan to rob him ,。.。