Chapter Eighty-Two: A Kind of Return?
The blood-red mist filled the air, mixed with bursts of strange whistling sounds, and a strange corrosive smell was disgusting.
Evil energy is constantly surrounding inward, and they want to destroy Yefan and Qianling inside.
But in the center of that blood mist, the existence of the eye of the storm, this was an impossible scene, but now it is being staged strangely, and the core of the eye of the storm, a black cold spear is suspended in the air, it is the heavenly underworld.
The bursts of black gas emitted by the body of the Heavenly Darkness Spear are constantly capturing the blood mist and bringing it into the body of the spear, and the blood mist will be ruthlessly captured by it as long as it steps into this area, and it is precisely because of this energy game that Yefan and Qianling can be safe and sound at this moment.
"We have to take advantage of this opportunity to recover quickly. ”
With a secret sigh, after finishing the night, Fan sat cross-legged, blue light appeared on the surface of his body, his breathing was long and slow, and he began to operate the Soul Emperor Sutra and the breathing method.
Taiqing Yang and the Qi of Harmony, born between the aura of heaven and earth, was originally produced by the sun, nourishing all things in heaven and earth, and can also burn the yin qi of heaven and earth.
It can be said that Taiqingyang and Qi Body have the effect of quenching, and at this moment, it is also a great help for Ye Fan.
The blood shadow released by He Qing is extremely corrosive and endless, and it is better because the caster's true qi is strong, and it is also too domineering in this technique, and it can absorb the energy of others and turn it into his own use.
And right now, the aura was completely isolated, and it was impossible to break through the blood mist for Ye Fan to absorb.
But the blood mist itself is equivalent to a huge aura group, but it is poisonous, but with the neutralization of the Heavenly Darkness and the Taiqing Yang Harmony, even if the realm is too different, Ye Fan can absorb the true qi that can restore himself.
Moreover, the aura in this blood mist was more than three times purer than ordinary aura after refining, which also made Ye Fan's recovery speed even faster.
Originally, the true qi in the body was squandered, and it needed to run seven seven and forty-nine weeks on weekdays, but at this moment, most of it was gone.
Ye Fan's pale face was constantly regaining its ruddy color, and the pure energy fluctuations began to overflow from his body, and it had gradually reached a saturated state.
After successive battles and adventures, Ye Fan's use of true qi became more and more proficient, and at this moment, after a few weeks, the true qi of his body was smooth up and down, and his luck was comfortable, and there were faint signs of breaking through.
"Now, let's use this blood mist!" Ye Fan's eyes flickered, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
Before the words fell, Ye Fan's breathing changed suddenly, and his breath turned like a gossamer to suck the dragon, and all the energy did not refuse, and it was swallowed into Ye Fan's mouth like a torrent.
At the same time, Ye Fan's True Pill told to turn around, driving the true qi of the whole body, and the Soul Emperor Sutra was running, and the Taiqing Yang Harmony Qi could almost atomize the red blood inhaled by Ye Fan into pure energy.
This energy rushed straight to the lower abdomen, pouring into the barrier continuously.
Ye Fan Yaguan clenched, the green tendons on his neck burst out, and his whole body was like a furnace, constantly emitting a trace of white gas.
"It's a little close...!"
Ye Fan's eyes widened angrily, and he frantically inhaled energy, and even the energy that Tian Ming had just captured was snatched by Ye Fan, causing Tian Ming to tremble and look a little dissatisfied.
However, Ye Fan naturally had no intention of caring about anything else at this moment, and the surrounding blood mist was actually a little thinner than he sucked it out.
If it was someone else, so much energy would have been enough for the three True Dan Realm to break through in the early stage.
And Ye Fan at this moment, because his True Pill is condensed, his meridians are wide, and coupled with the twelve meridians of the Soul Emperor Sutra, he has absorbed much more True Qi than ordinary people, and at this moment, he has absorbed seventy percent of the blood mist, which is barely enough.
And all this is because he has already reached this step, which can be said to be a matter of course.
"Break it for me!" Ye Fan let out a low howl, and a momentum was directly poured down, and the barrier cracked in response, Ye Fan finally took this step and reached the True Pill Double.
With the breakthrough of cultivation, Ye Fan's True Pill rolled extremely fast, swallowing all the energy into Ye Fan's body, and the surrounding blood mist was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.
And at the same time, the blood mist outside.
Because of He Qing, who released the blood shadow, the true qi of his whole body had gone seven times at this moment, and the whole person looked pale, but those pale red eyes were still flashing with essence.
He Qing grinned and smiled lightly, "I didn't expect that two miscellaneous fish would have such strength, but it really wasted my effort." ”
With that, he licked his somewhat blue lips and disappeared in vain.
When he reappeared, there was already a young powerhouse in his hand.
"Let him go!" roared in a trembling voice.
Ignoring it, He Qing directly tore him apart under the young man's desperate gaze, and a strong blood qi emanated from the broken body, and finally all of them were sucked into He Qing's hands.
"Ahh
Then his gaze looked at the crowd again, "You... They all have to die!"
A strong chill emanated from He Qing's body, and it couldn't help but make people's hearts tremble.
"This man is crazy! Run!" the young powerhouse of the Ten Great Families cried out in a frenzy, and then ran out of the hall without looking back.
He Qing didn't make any moves, he just stared indifferently at the young man who was the first to escape, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Ahh
A frightened scream rang out, and everyone looked for it, only to find that the people who had fled earlier had disappeared, and only a layer of blood condensed ice slag was scattered in front of the temple.
This scene seemed to alarm everyone's nerves, and some timid people covered their heads and cried on the spot.
"Now... Is anyone else going to run?"
He Qing's cold voice echoed in the hall like a death injunction, making everyone shiver.
I don't understand what just happened, but the man was really out of breath.
So they can only wait to die now?
Aoyagi didn't make a move, he took the snatched spirit opening treasure and shrunk in a corner with the people of Huanglai Mountain.
To be honest, even he was a little stunned after seeing He Qing's offensive, but he was even more surprised that Ye Fan and Qian Ling were able to hold on to this step.
It's a pity to die secretly, two geniuses, but he can't stop it.
Thinking that He Qing should be a grudge between the ten major families, he had to wait for Zhao Shan to wake up and retreat quickly.
Aoyagi believed that as a disciple of Huanglai Mountain, taking into account the ancestors outside the ruins, He Qing would not dare to kill him.
Behind the stone pillar on the other side, Ye Ling's little face was bloodless, and there were two tears in her big eyes.
"Brother Yefan is dead...", she trembled all over.
This is really terrible for a ten-year-old girl, but she is smart and keeps covering her mouth and not letting herself make a sound.
Ye Ling knew that the He family's purpose this time seemed to be related to himself.
So, holding the golden eyes, she blocked her mouth to prevent herself from crying.
And just when Ye Ling was trembling, he didn't notice that the golden pupil was pouting his nose at the moment, and his face didn't matter.
"Since there is no one to leave, then hand over what you have on you. ”
He Qing spoke up again.
He wants to loot all these people, as the children of a big family, not to mention that they have a lot of wealth, but they definitely have some good things rewarded by their elders.
Those people were relieved when they heard He Qing say this.
If it is Tucai, then maybe he can live for a while, and when the elders in the family wake up, he will definitely let this madman walk around without eating.
And for now, let's not go head-to-head with it.
Just as everyone took out the dazzling treasures on their bodies, the blood mist in the distance suddenly churned violently.
This change has attracted the attention of many people, including He Qing.
He Qing frowned and looked at the blood mist, his eyes flickering.
The blood mist churned rapidly, gradually turning into a blood-colored tornado, and then gradually becoming smaller and disappearing.
And inside, there was a figure standing, it was Ye Fan.
An even stronger fluctuation emanated from his body, and He Qing naturally felt it.
"Interesting... Interesting!" the corners of his mouth were lush, and so was the chill in his eyes.
Ye Fan didn't back down, only to see him slowly spit out a few words under the surprised gaze of everyone, "There is a kind... Come again?"
The next moment... He Qing's eyes were ruthless, and he burst out...