Without hesitation, the Great Dragon of Spiritual Power hovered above the pillar of black mist and swooped towards the relic. Everywhere the dragon went, the black mist retreated one after another, and the pillars of qi like essence shattered and disintegrated in an instant.

Some mist splashed up, and it actually landed on the spiritual power dragon, Kong Fan didn't even have time to rise to worry, and found that the black mist disappeared in an instant, Kong Fan could clearly perceive it, and it was to "eat" his spiritual power! Yes, it's devouring! It's like using these demonic energies as food! Kong Fan sighed again in his heart!

The spiritual power dragon quickly withdrew from his body, and Kong Fan carefully sensed his spiritual power, but he didn't find any discomfort, but his spiritual power was even stronger than just now! Moreover, Kong Fan unexpectedly found in an instant that there was a burst of excitement from his milky white spirit spirit, and the speed was a little faster than just now.

An idea rose in Kong Fan's heart, he slowly sat down, and made a strange gesture with both hands, this gesture was taught to him by the two elders of Xuanwu, and it was a technique that could better concentrate consciousness and control mental power. This hand is definitely divided into three types specifically for spiritual power, "drive", "fixed", "jump", three forms, now Kong Fan can only barely use it, but even so, the effect is at least half more powerful than Kong Fan with his own control.

At this time, Kong Fan's heart moved, his fingers changed several times, Wu Xuan's three decisions of "driving" decision, and soon the technique was completed, and the speed of the milky white spirit essence suddenly doubled, and a milky white spiritual power dragon that was twice as large as just now roared out, and the dragon's head went straight to the black mist that turned into a column again, and he didn't even have time to give the black mist to retreat, so he ate it directly. Only a thin layer above the relics remained.

The black mist obviously didn't expect the white dragon to be so violent, and he was so frightened that he retreated from Yijie's right palm. Hovering in front of the palm of his hand, hesitating.

And the relics that are free from the black mist. Suddenly, the light shone brightly, and the right hand of the Ying Yijie was red, and the flesh and bones were visible.

The white dragon bit down on the black pillar of air, chewed it a few times very spiritually, and then swallowed it. Kong Fan couldn't help but smile in his heart, this method of controlling mental power is really powerful, and he can make such subtle movements!

With a flash of black light in his eyes, he controlled the dragon and looked down at the black mist at his wrist. The white dragon was just a vague dragon head at this time, but it was like a dragon, so that the black qi below shrank together, and he didn't dare to move forward.

Since you don't come, then I'll just go!

The white dragon let out a long roar and swooped down the black mist again, and the dragon's mouth opened directly wide, devouring the black mist it encountered. In an instant, all that remained was the thin line extending from the right ear. The thin thread was almost attached to the right hand of the first ring, and the thickness of the little index finger was now shrunk to the size of the thumb.

The white dragon devoured directly along the black line. It didn't stop until it reached the joint of the arm. Kong Fan hesitated, whether to turn around and devour the black mist in the place on his left hand, because at this moment, the mist in that place was uncomfortably beating, and the qi column actually rose to 15 centimeters.

The main thing is: A distorted expression began to appear on Yijie's face, as if he was in extreme pain.

Kong Fan gritted his teeth, and the white dragon jumped up violently. He bit down sharply at the fifteen-centimeter black mist that had risen in his left hand. The black pillar didn't even have time to react before the dragon swallowed it.

Then the remaining black mist seemed to react. Quickly retreated to the knuckles of his arm, as if wondering where the monster that could devour him came from. When exactly to leave?

Kong Fan carefully sensed his spiritual power again, although he was really surprised, he still definitely found that the black mist was really devoured by his spiritual power, and what was even more unexpected was that his spiritual power did not have any discomfort, on the contrary, it was faintly excited because it was strong.

What made Kong Fan feel even more surprised was that a small part of this black silk energy was devoured by spiritual power, and most of it was devoured by milky white spirit spirits! So much so that his milky white spirit spirit Xiao Kongfan actually opened his eyes and was smiling at this time, a kind of pride, a kind of arrogance!

Even if the milky white spirit spirit was turning, Kongfan's spiritual sense could clearly see the smug expression of this little Kongfan, which made Kongfan smile.

The relics of the hands of the Master of the First Ring were no longer surrounded by any black mist, and the black mist in both hands actually retreated to the joints of his arms. The two relics shone even brighter at this time, exuding a soft light.

Kong Fan sneered, and the white dragon chased the black mist along his left arm, and quickly caught up with the mist, opened the chase, and ate again.

The white dragon soon came to the back of his left ear, and the black mist swam out of it. The white dragon hesitated for a moment, then slammed in, chasing all the way down the black qi.

But soon, the white dragon was stunned, no, it was Kong Fan stunned, it was pitch black in front of him, and the thick black almost flowed out of ink.

This is not another place, Kong Fan only took a subtle look, and he also knew that this was the domain of the human brain, but all the brain domains were wrapped in black mist. It's just that in the center of the brain domain, I saw a white light cluster constantly flashing, this light is very weak, but it is very strong, and it is precisely because of this light that Kong Fan "sees" everything in the brain of this ring master, and it is sure that this is really in the mind of the first ring master.

Empty Fan Zhi Dao, that bit of light should be formed by the spiritual power of the master of the First Ring, and I am afraid it is a means for him to protect his spiritual sense. However, the protective circle formed by this spiritual power is slowly being swallowed or assimilated by the demons. It seems that the time that Nangong Long said is really urgent.

Martial artists also have spiritual sense, which the two old men of Xuanwu have already told Kongfan, so Kongfan will guess like this, but just like Kongfan's conjecture, this is indeed the self-protection of the master of the first ring in desperation.

Where the white dragon was, the black mist retreated one after another, and the white dragon looked proudly at everything in front of him. The white dragon quickly wandered around the perimeter.

At this time, Nangong Long and the others looked at the master of the First Ring with a hideous face, but his hands became ruddy again. And Nangong Long was even more surprised to find that the black lines on the hands of the master of the first ring had disappeared, but his face was even darker, as if the ghosts were concentrated on the master's head.

Master Yiyuan also looked at his junior brother in surprise, and then looked at Kongfan, who was sitting cross-legged, thoughtfully.

The white dragon once again looked proudly at the black mist in front of him, which had shrunk into everything at this time, forming a huge black cloud.

The white glow in the center of the cloud had almost disappeared, but with the occasional glow that could still be emitted, it was still there.

The white dragon did not hesitate, opened his mouth wide again, and directly began to devour the black mist, but this time it made the white dragon a little sluggish, it seemed that the black mist was too thick, and it would take a long time for each bite to dissipate.

The white dragon ate a dozen bites, but it took nearly ten minutes. The white dragon let out a long roar and quickly retreated. Then Kong Fan opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, he stood up, he hesitated, then he still firmly picked up a futon beside him, put it in front of the master of the first ring, and then he sat down cross-legged.

A disgusting stench came to his nostrils, obviously it was the stench emitted by this dense and indissolable black energy, Kong Fan was surprised that such energy still smelled, and it raised his vigilance!

Kong Fan slowly closed his eyes, and then said, "Nangong Long, protect me!" ”

Nangong Long was stunned, and quickly nodded in response: "Yes!" He stepped over and stood directly beside Kongfan.

Wuchen only reacted at this time because he cared about Yijie, and hurriedly shouted in surprise: "Little donor, what do you want to do?" This ghost can't be touched with energy, I just touched it, and I suffered a small loss, if I didn't see the opportunity quickly, I'm afraid it would be the same as the ancestor of the first ring! ”

Kong Fan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and shook his head to indicate that there was nothing wrong.

A hint of joy flashed in Yiyuan's eyes, but he still calmly stopped Wuchen and said: "Please do your best, if it still doesn't work, then the life of the junior brother should be like this, and the temple will never blame the donor!" If you succeed, you owe you a favor! ”

Kong Fan's eyes were slightly wrinkled, he didn't know how he knew Lu Dao, but Kong Fan wanted to do his best at the moment, because his spiritual power had risen a lot because of the dozens of mouthfuls just now, and there was a faint tendency to break through, which suddenly made Kong Fan happy.

Since you can try to help the master of the first precept and improve the cultivation of spiritual power, why not?

On the contrary, he ignored it, but Nangong Long on the side looked at Master Yiyuan in surprise, owing a favor? This......

Kong Fan stretched out his hands and placed them on top of the relics of the hands of the master of the First Ring. In an instant, it was as if there was a high-ranking monk chanting "Nan Wu Amitabha" in Kongfan's ear, and the sound was washing Kongfan's mind, so that Kongfan's heart had no desires at the moment, and even the thought of wanting to improve his cultivation just now disappeared in an instant.

Ninety-nine eighty-one, the sound entered the ears, hitting the heart, and even the two spirit spirits who were usually running slowly all the time stopped, looking pious! However, Kong Fan didn't notice that the milky white spirit elf's eyes flashed a trace of struggle.

What a relic! Kong Fan took a sharp breath, and the spiritual power poured out along his hands, along the arms of the master of the first ring, and quickly drilled into his mind, turning into two dragon-shaped spiritual powers again, but one was pale golden and the other was milky white, which was obviously the result of Kong Fan's control with golden spirit spirit and milky white spirit spirit spirit respectively.

The white dragon and the golden dragon stood proudly in front of the black clouds, the black clouds trembled violently, they didn't know what kind of spiritual power they could usually devour, why they had become hunters at this moment, this kind of conversion between hunters and prey, made them feel scared and tremble!

The white dragon glanced at the golden dragon and took the lead in rushing towards the black cloud, while the golden dragon let out a long roar, not to be outdone, and quickly followed into the cloud. (To be continued......)

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