The exquisite young man's words lightly made Steward Yun's heart shake, this feeling was like the first time, the young man was high, and he couldn't help but be frightened. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Indeed, the Demon Pill was his last chance.

He wiped out Mo Wanghuan's life soul, and Mo Wanghuan was bound to kill him.

It's just that the fear rooted in his heart made him more and more jealous of Mo Wanghuan. Why did Mo Wanghuan give him this opportunity? Could it be that the elixir is fake?

Impossible, Mo Wang Huan didn't know that he couldn't fulfill the true heaven and earth oath within the magic weapon, so his oath to heaven and earth was credible, and Dan Fang was true. Since the Dan Fang is real, the only possibility is the Nine Yin Blood, which was handled by Mo Wang Huan, and I don't know if there is any trick or foot in it. However, there was nothing abnormal in the alchemy process, and the elixir refined was the same as the Demon Transformation Pill recorded in the ancient books, both in terms of shape and smell. According to his guess, this Demon Pill is very likely to be real, and Mo Wang Huan gave him a chance for two reasons: first, maybe it was a bluff; Second, maybe he was so confident that he could kill him.

After thinking about it, he had already pinched a magic pill, and at a glance, Mo Wang Huan stood ten zhang away, stopped, and was looking up at the starry sky, as if he was thinking about something.

Steward Yun's eyes froze, it was a good time to sneak attack, he wanted to step forward, but before he could take a step, there was a heavy pressure on his chest, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out.

He stared at Mo Wanghuan and listened to him: "Give you a choice of three breath time." ”

Steward Yun frowned, with his current cultivation, he couldn't see when Mo Wang Huan would make a move, and he was afraid that he would succeed in the sneak attack and not cause harm to the other party.

He sat down cross-legged and put the Demon Pill into his mouth, he didn't need three breaths, he was very conscious, and the Demon Pill was his only lifeline.

At the entrance of the Demon Transformation Pill, Steward Yun immediately felt that the warmth in the dantian was overflowing all over his body, and the wounds of the early years were recovering step by step, and even his cultivation was also soaring rapidly from the eleventh layer of Qi refining to the foundation building stage, and then entering the Dan Formation Period!

Meta Infancy!

Transformation Period!

Until it stays in the late stage of the merger! This is the cultivation of the cloud steward. That's the real storm.

Feng Qiyun opened his eyes, and his eyes burst with bright brilliance, and then dimmed. Why did the Demon Pill only help him recover his cultivation, but it was not as good as the ancient books that recorded that he could ascend to the immortal?

Mo Wang Huan turned his eyes and looked at it, as if he saw through his doubts, and said: "Everyone in alchemy should not know the grades of pills: lower, middle, upper, and to. It seems that your refining is just a subordinate. ”

Feng Qiyun realized in a trance that the elixir refined by the same pill recipe would affect its grade due to the factors of medicinal materials or alchemists, although he was at ease with his alchemy, but he did not fully care about the problem of materials. Nine Yin Blood, he only knew that it could be used in addition to the first pure body discharge in the seventh stage of Qi refining, but he didn't know that it would make the elixir made of coal only a lower grade, maybe not even a lower grade, because the pill that usually restores its strength will definitely not be able to use the amount of medicinal materials used in this magic pill. But because of the particularity of his injury, he couldn't heal himself after rummaging through the Danfang. He was injured by the yin fire, and the yin poison left in the body could not be discharged at all, although the use of spiritual power can alleviate the erosion of the yin poison on the body, but day after day, year after year, it may not get better, the speed of this spiritual power to repair the body is just less than the speed of this yin poison erosion, so over the years, his situation has become worse and worse.

Although there is resentment and extreme disappointment in his heart at this moment, Feng Qiyun is a person who has experienced wind and rain after all, and he suddenly understands that the focus at this moment is to save his life, although the Demon Pill has failed to play the role of ascension, but after all, the dark wounds in the body have been repaired, and even the yin poison has been forced to a corner, and it is slowly dissolving.

He resumed his cultivation, this was an opportunity to save his life, the law that was self-contained, and the length of time he was in it was roughly related to his cultivation, so that he could enter it again at any time to avoid Mo Wang Huan's pursuit or killing.

With all his thoughts in mind, he wanted to enter the magic weapon immediately. But at that moment, he felt that his body could not move, and his mind was blank.

Immobilization?! The rumored art of the fairy world. Who is he provoking?

Ten zhang away, Mo Wang Huan was approaching step by step, and with every step he took, his eyes deepened a little, until they turned into an endless abyss, and an eternal silence burst out with an astonishing coercion, turning into essence and forcing towards the wind and clouds.

Feng Qiyun's body couldn't move, and a pair of round eyes looked helplessly at the abyss, and there were mouthfuls of blood in his mouth.

There was dead silence all around, and Yun Xiang had already passed out under the pressure of Fengyun when he recovered his strength, and he had also escaped death. If he is under the coercion of Mo Wang Huan, due to the unconscious resistance of his own wisdom, he will definitely bleed to death.

"Bah", the wooden house that collapsed below collapsed again.

Mo Wang Huan let out a light "huh", and the dead silence and coercion in his eyes receded like water. He looked down, some pieces of wood were moving slightly, and a faint aura was produced from nothing under the ruins, and the vitality changed from faint to thick.

In the pile of wood, a bloody hand first poked out of it, and then a small figure crawled out from the head, with hair scattered, eyes misty, looking around, standing like a pine.

"Alive!" Mo Wang Huan blurted out without being surprised.

The figure raised his head, and the scalp that covered his face slipped from his cheeks, revealing a dirty face, but his eyes were dark, and he gradually returned to clarity, it was Zheng Guan.

Mo Wanghuan couldn't help frowning, grabbed the wind and clouds, fell to the ground hard, and landed firmly beside Zheng Guan.

Zheng Wan saw Mo Wanghuan again, and his intuition was like a world away.

The darkness of that time was a dream that was too long.

Between Mo Wanghuan and Feng Qiyun, it seems that she is settling grievances, but at this moment, it seems that nothing matters, and the only thing she thinks about is her white clouds.

She walked up to leave, she thought of the white clouds. The moon on the horizon has changed from a quarter moon to a full moon, I wonder what will happen to her white clouds?

"Give you a chance to take revenge." Mo Wanghuan's voice came, full of temptation.

Zheng Wan stopped, turned around, looked at Feng Qiyun, and said, "Senior Brother Mo should want to kill him more than me." ”

Although she didn't know what had happened, Steward Yun's death at the hands of Mo Wanghuan could be regarded as a previous agreement, and she could accept revenge. Besides, if she were to do it, her heart would tremble, even in the face of those who had put her life on the brink of death several times for their own desires.

She wanted to hate, but she couldn't do it.

"You don't want to know Yunbai's reason?"

A glint flashed in Zheng Guan's eyes, "Senior brother, please speak." ”

Mo Wanghuan waved his right hand, and there was one more thing in his hand, which was a three-inch cone thorn, the widest part was as thick as a small finger, and the tip was as thin as a needle, and said, "Pierce it into his ......."

Mo Wang Huan pointed to the heart on the left side of Feng Qiyun, "Here." ”