Sometimes, the more you hope for something, the more it doesn't happen.

Now this is the case, before that, Ye Zhen also hoped that Du Xian and Yan Cong, who were in the same room, would be separated as soon as possible and go back to their respective homes, so that it would be convenient for him to start.

But now, Ye Zhen was extremely looking forward to the two of them talking for a while, even if they mentioned the slightest bit about the water island and the talent bloodline growth pill, it would be good.

But what was depressing was that after Du Xianfeng congratulated Yan Cong, he didn't say a word of nonsense, and got up to leave, making Ye Zhen depressed.

However, Yan Cong, after Du Fengfeng left, was quite excited, drank a few glasses of wine alone, shot out a runic light, and laid a layer of green defensive rune light around the room, and then hurriedly went to bed and sat down cross-legged and began to practice in the evening class every day.

Basically, any martial artist who has achieved cultivation has this kind of unswerving will, and it is necessary to practice two classes in the morning and evening every day.

Obviously, Yan Cong has been waiting for most of the night, and this will be making up for the evening class.

Soon, Yan Cong's breathing became long and steady, and he entered a state of cultivation, there were night patrol warriors outside the courtyard, and there were green runes around the room to protect him, which was very safe, and Yan Cong could naturally cultivate with confidence.

Yan Cong was relieved, but Ye Zhen underground, but he was entangled.

I have already gotten the news of the Talent Blood Enhancement Pill, but the information is too little, Ye Zhen doesn't even know where the water island is, and the most important thing is time.

Yan Cong only revealed a little bit of news about the time, and went to prepare half a year in advance.

So, there is still at least half a year before the talent bloodline growth pill is released, but there is still too little news.

If Ye Zhen wanted to get the news, he could only get it from Yan Cong.

But this kind of thing is related to the future of his martial arts. Under normal circumstances, unless it was Yan Cong's father who arrived, Yan Cong would not say a word more.

In this way, there is only one thing left - soul searching!

However, Ye Zhen wanted to kill Yan Cong quietly. It would be too difficult to search Yan Cong's soul quietly, especially since it was still in the core of Wanxing Tower, which was simply impossible.

But if he didn't search for the soul and beheaded Yan Cong, Ye Zhen would probably never find the slightest bit of news about the Talent Bloodline Enhancement Pill.

For a while, Ye Zhen was so anxious that he spun around underground, thinking hard for about a quarter of an hour, and there was less than an hour before dawn. Ye Zhen suddenly made a decision.

"It's impossible to search for souls, that's a joke on your own life, but other methods, you can try!"

As soon as the divine thought moved, Ye Zhen's figure in the ground slowly approached the ground, and after a few breaths, Ye Zhen appeared half a meter deep in the ground under the bed where Yan Cong was sitting. A little further up, Ye Zhen's brain can be exposed from the ground.

At this time. Ye Zhen restrained his breath with all his might, and a little dark green brilliance gradually floated to Ye Zhen's brain.

In the next moment, above the Thousand Vines above Ye Zhen's head, hundreds of green vines silently drilled out of the ground and stretched out towards Yan Cong, who was cultivating cross-legged.

When a martial artist cultivates spiritual power, his vigilance is actually very strong. Because he was mobilizing the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to cultivate, any changes in the nearby Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi would be felt.

Almost the moment the hundreds of vines shot out from the middle-grade spiritual weapon Thousand Tengluo Guanghua approached his feet, Yan Cong opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at his feet with some horror.

At the moment when Yan Cong opened his eyes, the vines that were moving forward slowly were like poisonous snakes. The burst burst out, and in an instant, four or five hundred vine brilliance were directly tied up tightly under Yan Cong's defenselessness.

At the same time, more than ten vines suddenly became harder than javelins, directly piercing into Yan Cong's spine points, passing through Yan Cong's pipa bones, and the key points where spiritual power entered and exited near the dantian, and all of them were inserted into a blocked green vine brilliance.

Even Yan Zui's mouth was tied with more than ten vines in layers, so that Yan Cong couldn't make any sound at all.

This strange change almost didn't scare Yan Cong, who had just opened his eyes, stupid, and his spiritual power was sealed, his spine, and the key points of the pipa bone were sealed, which directly made him lose any ability to resist.

Moreover, what shocked Yan Cong the most was that so far, he had not found out where the enemy was, and he could only roughly speculate that it should be a powerful spiritual product that trapped him.

Yan Cong looked around with his eyes wide open, the light of the guardian talisman that he had placed around the house before cultivation was still intact, but where did this enemy come from?

His body couldn't move, and Yan Cong could only let out a frightened whine in his mouth, but there was a guardian talisman light that he used when he laid out his cultivation all around, not to mention his extremely low whining sound, even if he yelled in the room, the guards outside couldn't hear it, and they wouldn't come to disturb him.

On the ground, Yan Cong's eyes widened sharply, and on the ground of his bed, an old man with an old face was slowly rising from the ground.

"Tu Dun!"

"The real earth escape supernatural power!"

Yan Cong was so shocked by this scene that he screamed, but he could only scream in his heart, unable to make any sound.

The real earth escape supernatural power, that is when he was still cultivating in the main building when he was young, and occasionally heard the elders in the building mention that most of the martial artists who have this real earth escape supernatural power are terrifying and rare beyond the kings of the Kaifu realm, and they are very rare.

Occasionally, such beings have earth-shattering terrifying powers.

As soon as he thought of this, Yan Cong's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of despair.

Planted in the hands of this kind of terrifying powerhouse whose entire True Xuan Continent is rare, it is not so much an honor as a sorrow, because in this world, at least in this True Spirit Domain, basically no one can save him, and under normal circumstances, it is destined to be a dead end.

However, Yan Cong, who is good at business, also knows one thing better, I am afraid that only he can save him at this time.

Therefore, when he saw that Ye Zhen's strange-looking old man completely appeared in front of him, Yan Cong struggled desperately, kowtowing to Ye Zhen halfway, and the sound of smacking in his mouth continued.

Ye Zhen, the recipient of the great gift, could basically hear what Yan Cong meant, which was basically the senior's life. If you have any orders, you must obey them.

Ye Zhen took a step forward unmoved, his mind moved slightly, and in a few breaths, three jet-black soul-locking needles were condensed between his fingers.

This is a small method recorded in the puppet spirit record that can lock the soul of the gods, so that the warrior cannot use the power of the soul in a short period of time, and is at the mercy of people. It's the first time I've used it today.

With a light pat, Ye Zhen slapped three jet-black ones into the three key points of Baihui, Jade Pillow, and Fengfu on the top of Yan Cong's head, and the moment the soul locking needle pierced without a root, Yan Cong struck a fierce spirit, his eyes began to straighten sharply, his expression was stiff, and he couldn't even turn his eyes.

This is the table of the soul locking needle that successfully locks the soul.

However, it can only last for a quarter of an hour, within a quarter of an hour. The soul locked person cannot use the slightest power of the divine soul, and can only be used by others.

As soon as the divine thought moved, the green vine Luo Guanghua from the middle-grade spiritual weapon Qianteng Luo was tied to Yan Cong's mouth, and it dispersed.

As soon as he let go, Yan Cong, whose eyes were so straight that he couldn't even turn his eyes, shouted in horror, "Seniors spare their lives, seniors spare their lives, seniors have needs, just open your mouth." The little ones must be served with both hands!"

"Really?" Ye Zhen let out an eerie laugh.

"There is no half-talk, there is no half-talk!" Yan Cong's voice was a little sharp. It's not high, because he also knows very well that with his guardian talisman light, his voice will definitely not be transmitted.

At this moment, Yan Cong's intestines were about to turn green. Why do you want to play the guardian talisman light, why do you want to live alone in such a vast courtyard.

"The old man wants to go to your treasure house in Wanxing Building to pick up a favorite gadget, are you willing to give it?" Ye Zhen asked in a strange voice.

"Of course I do! The little one is willing to take it in person and give it to the seniors, just asking the seniors to spare the little one's life!" Because of the preconceived idea, I felt that the person in front of me was an extremely terrifying being. Yan Cong no longer had any hope of escaping, and only hoped that the terrifying power in front of him could spare his life after his request was satisfied.

Hearing this, Ye Zhen sneered, "Go and get it yourself, you want to be beautiful!"

"Uh, senior, there is a black Wanxinglou Talisman in my storage ring, and a purple treasure vault passage talisman, with these two talismans, you can enter and exit the treasure vault at will, as long as the seniors are willing, you can take it yourself, you can take it yourself!" Yan Cong was worried about his life, and his voice trembled a little in a hurry.

"Hmph, Lingfu, do you think the old man needs that? The treasure house of the Wanxing Building is not in the eyes of the old man! The old man came to you this time to find the whereabouts of the innate bloodline enhancement pill!"

Speaking of this, Ye Zhen let out a cold snort, "Let's say, when will the Talent Blood Enhancement Pill be released, and where will it be alchemy!"

Hearing this question, Yan Cong's eyes straightened even more, he never dreamed that it was this incident that brought him a big disaster.

His eyes trembled stiffly, and Yan Cong said, "Senior, that talent bloodline growth pill"

Ye Zhen interrupted Yan Cong's words at this time, and snorted lightly, "Boy, think about it carefully, and then answer after thinking about it!" Since the old man can touch you here, he must have obtained some information, if the information you said is half a word different from the information that the old man knows, don't blame the old man for searching for souls!"

Hearing the words 'soul searching', Yan Cong's body twitched violently again, it was frightened, over the years, he had successively performed several soul searching techniques in person, as soon as he thought of the miserable appearance of the recipient who couldn't survive and couldn't die, Yan Cong shuddered, and the little careful thought he had just saved was completely gone.

"The kid will never dare to deceive his predecessors, the Talent Blood Enhancement Pill is on the overseas water pooling island, and the water pool has already gathered the refining elixir, after concocting the elixir one by one, it will be refined in the furnace after more than half a year, and the alchemy will take nine hundred and eighty-one days, and it is expected that Cheng Dan will be one year later!"

Without Ye Zhen asking again, Yan Cong told everything about the matter like pouring beans from a bamboo tube.

"Where is the overseas water island? Is there a map?" Ye Zhen asked.

This time, Yan Cong shook his head like a rattle, no matter how much Ye Zhen coerced, it was useless.

"Senior, this kid really doesn't know, the family hasn't sent the spirit map yet, why don't you wait for the spirit map to come, and then give the small one to the senior?"

"Senior, the little one is sincere, please spare your life!" Yan Cong was extremely worried and sued for mercy.

Ye Zhen shook his head slowly, "No need!"

Yan Cong's heart suddenly shuddered, "Senior, why?"

"Hehe!" Ye Zhen suddenly smiled at Yan Cong and said, "Lord Yan, look at it again, who am I?" (to be continued......)

PS: Looking at Ye Zhen, Yan Cong exclaimed steeply: "Senior, you are a monthly pass!"

"Commuter pass?"

Ye Zhen slapped a few big-eared scrapers, "You kid wants to go crazy for a monthly pass!"

Uh, it's Yan Cong, not Zhu San