"Buzz~~~"

In the ancient stone space where the spiritual well is located, Ji Fan put his right hand on the outside of the well built by the ancient stone, and his body is sitting in the well with a virtual floating disk, and the surging Fan Gu spiritual breath in his body keeps washing towards his right arm, forcing the color poison.

"Snort~~~"

A drop of rich colored poison was forced out of the wound on Ji Fan's right arm and landed on the ancient stone, causing bursts of corrosive smoke.

Time passed slowly, and an hour later, the colored poison on Ji Fan's right arm had already been washed away by Fan Gu's spiritual breath.

Even the poisonous aura of the color poison was all wiped out by the Fan Gu Spirit Breath, and he was able to take a breath of turbid air and stop the surging of the Fan Gu Spirit Breath to his right arm.

Ji Fan opened his mouth and vomited a cloud of jade light, revealing a petrified Jiaoqiu.

Ji Fan has been getting this ball for a long time, but he has never had the cultivation resources to cultivate it, and this time he took it out, and his face even showed a little emotion.

Ji Fan originally planned to secretly return to this unknown earth spirit vein after the end of the team battle of the Sect Peak Vein to improve his strength.

But Ji Fan now felt that it was hard to say whether he could survive in the turbulent situation of the dark tide of the Xuanyin Mountain Range.

"Ordinary spiritual cultivation is cultivated with cultivation resources, if I use my own mortal ancient spiritual breath to cultivate, I don't know what will happen. Ji Fan didn't think about erasing the wisdom of many little Jiao.

In Ji Fan's mind, if a spiritual creature like Jiao loses its spiritual intelligence, he is afraid that his spiritual power and spirituality will also be greatly damaged.

"Whew~~~"

Ji Fan retracted his right arm, clasped the Jiaoqiu in the palms of his hands, and his body also landed on the viscous spiritual liquid under the well.

At this time, Ji Fan's figure was like a conductor, continuously infusing the ancient spiritual breath formed by refining the spiritual energy into the petrified Jiaoqiu.

Slowly, the glossy crystal light of the Jiaoqiu gradually spread, and the faint hunger consciousness of the little Jiao could even be clearly detected by Ji Fan.

"The consciousness is surprisingly weak, how can this be!"

Ji Fan vaguely remembered that when the black snake tide broke out, it was extremely fierce, but since the huge black snake group collapsed and this Jiaoqiu was left, he didn't feel any threat.

The Jiaoqiu gathered by these crystal-like tender Jiao was like a new one, in Ji Fan's mind, it should be the collapse of the snake group, and it had also achieved some kind of transformation, otherwise it would not have turned into a Jiao.

The rich Fan Gu spiritual breath was constantly injected into the Jiaoqiu, but it was not enough to satisfy the hunger consciousness of the little Jiao, and Ji Fan was already constantly steaming in his body, as if the refining spiritual energy had reached some kind of extreme and had been steamed.

The ancient stone space is still quiet, and the viscous spiritual liquid in the spirit well is slowly declining, even if there is a certain degree of rebound, it can't keep up with Ji Fan's extraction.

The Brilliant Fan Gu Spiritual Breath was brighter, but it was getting thicker and thicker in the Spirit Well, and the injuries on Ji Fan's right arm and body obviously began to improve.

Feeling the Jiaoqiu in his hands, slowly starting to swell, Ji Fan tried to use his mind to communicate with the faint consciousness of many small Jiao, and after a while, the bulging Jiaoqiu began to shrink again.

"These little ones are growing. ”

Ji Fan could clearly feel at this time that the Jiaoqiu was coiled up by ninety-nine small Jiao.

"It must be extremely difficult to really raise these little Jiao. Ji Fan can understand the intimacy revealed by many small Jiao.

"No more!"

Ji Fan couldn't help but sigh at the stiffness caused by his body's continuous refining of aura, even if he cultivated the ancient body, he still had a certain limit.

"Open!"

Ji Fan exhaled lightly, whispered loudly, and the crystal ball in his hand gradually dissipated.

The small Jiao with long horns on the top of their heads were scattered in the spirit well, looking extremely happy, constantly devouring the viscous spiritual fluid in the well.

Although Ji Fan really wanted to use the Fan Gu Spiritual Breath to continue to cultivate Xiao Jiao, he didn't dare to break through the limit of his body's stiffness, so as not to appear in a petrified state.

Stopping the refining of the aura, Ji Fan's body gradually relaxed, and even the pressure on the meridians was much less.

"That's fine, time is running out, swallow the spiritual liquid in the well as soon as possible, and you don't have to worry about it anymore!" Ji Fan secretly sighed, he had to go back.

The hidden earth spirit veins hiding here are certainly safer and in line with Ji Fan's way of survival, but Mu Huaisheng and Ning Anyuan will not leave the Xuanyin Sect.

Although Ji Fan didn't know what he could do when he went back, he didn't want to leave regrets, if the situation of the sect and Shizun Shiniang was critical, even if he died in battle, it would not be in vain that Shizun and Shiniang had cultivated him as their own over the years.

As the little Jiao swallowed the spiritual liquid, the essence of the ancient spirit breath revealed by the Jiao's body became more and more dazzling.

"What's going on, could it be that the spiritual liquid swallowed into Jiao's body has been refined by Fan Gu's spiritual breath?" Ji Fan couldn't help but be a little surprised when he found the changes in many small Jiao, and closed his eyes and began to perceive many small Jiao.

"That's true, the Mortal Spirit Breath is growing!"

Ji Fan thought of many possibilities at this time, but he was not completely sure.

In the deep spiritual well, the viscous spiritual liquid quickly bottomed out, and the small Jiao seemed to be enlarged because of Ji Fan's consciousness communication.

"Whoosh!whoosh!whoosh~~~"

At the bottom of the ancient stone well, small Jiao drilled into the cracks of the ancient stone gushing out viscous spiritual liquid, and soon disappeared at the bottom of the well.

Ji Fan was shocked, worried that the little Jiao was gone, but he was relieved a lot, even if the little Jiao disappeared and never came back, he didn't care.

Moreover, in Ji Fan's mind, many small Jiao drilled into the cracks of the ancient stones under the spirit well, and they should have gone to find the source of the spirit vein.

"Wait a little longer. ”

Ji Fan estimated the time of the team battle between the first vein of the Blood Luo Peak and the first vein of the Tong Demon Peak, and made up his mind that if the group of little Jiao did not come back, he would leave.

As Ji Fan knows, the earth spirit veins are generally divided into small, medium, and large.

A small earth spirit vein can contain a mountain of spirits and form a cave heaven blessed land, which is also what some disciples of the sect who have been given mountain peaks hope to find.

As for the medium-sized earth spirit vein, it can usually contain the spirit mountain range, also known as the spirit stone vein, which can produce spirit stones, and many large-scale sects are built on the spirit stone vein.

The large-scale earth spirit veins are the gathering of spirits, except for some that are occupied by extremely strong cultivation forces, the rest are often dangerous places where there is no life or death.

In Ji Fan's senses, the current hidden earth spirit vein should not reach the level of a medium-sized spirit stone vein, and the spirit vein that can support a large sect must be of considerable scale.

didn't let Ji Fan wait too long, and in less than an hour, a group of small Jiao came back from the gap in the ancient stone at the bottom of the spiritual well.

Although the bodies of the little Jiao did not get bigger, I don't know why, Ji Fan felt that the Xiao Jiao seemed to be fat, as if they had eaten it, and their body was a little solidified.

"Just swallowing the spiritual liquid, in such a short period of time, it won't be like this, what have you eaten!" Ji Fan found that the ancient stone crack of the spiritual well was no longer revealing the spiritual liquid, and he couldn't help but faintly guess that the source of this spiritual vein was afraid that it would be eaten by these little Jiao.

One by one, the little Jiao climbed up Ji Fan's figure, and his consciousness was extremely intimate, and he even shook the Jiao body on him.

If outsiders see the scene under the ancient stone well, they will probably be frightened.

"Receive. ”

Ji Fan's deep left palm, eyebrows, and soul exuded a formless and colorless consciousness, and soon let a group of small Jiao gather towards his palm, and gradually coiled into a Jiao ball.

Taking the crystal Jiaoqiu out of the ancient stone well, Ji Fan rubbed his right hand towards the Jiaoqiu, and after a slight reason, he still took out a coffin pendant and placed the Jiaoqiu in the corpse coffin.

Because many Xiao Jiao had absorbed Ji Fan's Fan Gu Lingyuan, and there was a chain hammer that occupied the small gourd in the jade teeth, he didn't dare to place the Jiao Ball and the chain hammer together.

"For the time being, this can only be the case, if you can get through this crisis, let's replenish some good utensils!" Ji Fan hung the coffins of the two one-legged green bronze people inside as necklaces around his neck.

He also wore a coffin pendant bracelet containing a rusty vine demon dragon on his right wrist, and Ji Fan also changed the red silk robe and pants made by his master and his mother.

"Let's go out first. ”

Ji Fan came out of the stone cave, came to the ancient stone space outside, and entered the rusty pool after forming the corpse armor technique.

When Ji Fan sneaked out of the rusty pool in the valley, the sky was just dark.

"To be all over the Xuanyin Mountain Range, there are a variety of pupil power imprints, so that there is more room to turn, and when you get to the Xuanyin Stage, Qianjun Mountain will be on your body, plus the battle axe, small black knife, bone dagger, and hidden light ring disc in the Qianjun Ring, this is my strongest combat power now. Ji Fan opened a pair of spiritual eyes, looked around, and sensed again.

He didn't find anyone, so Ji Fan walked to a place where he was carrying a person in the Gravel Valley, his left eye exuded a rotating pupil brilliance, and on a large stone, he gradually engraved the imprint of a spirit pupil.

Compared with the battle of Xuanyin Terrace, Ji Fan felt that he was more suitable for survival and killing in the wild.

"Deacon Peak, Tibetan Scripture Peak, Elder Peak, and Refining Peak are relatively close to Xuanyin Terrace, so I have to go there, and the mountain peak where the Nine Veins of Xuanyin is located must also leave two or three spirit pupil imprints, and then go to the Yin Capital City in the north and Xuanyin City in the south. Ji Fan secretly walked out of the valley, quickly swept away from the Broken Mountain Range for a while, released the flying boat and started to hurry.

Unlike Ji Fan, who wandered around the Xuanyin Mountain Range, on the last day of the Zongmen Peak Vein Team Battle, the morning sun had not yet come out early in the morning, and the people gathered on the Xuanyin Terrace were faintly much less than in previous days.

The day before, the people of the Ji clan had been taken away from Yin Demon Peak by the people of the Lingsha Dynasty, and Lingnan* kept his promise and seemed quite decisive.

"Senior brother, why did you suddenly give the order to let some disciples move away from the Xuanyin Mountain Range first?" Near a forest in the Yin Capital City in the north of the Xuanyin Mountain Range, a female disciple of the Puppet Peak who was stepping on a flying sword asked the male disciple in the long robe who was flying with her.

"Don't ask so much, it's not just our machine puppet peak, but the other peak veins have also arranged for some disciples to migrate first, and leaving the Xuanyin Mountain Range is not necessarily a bad thing. The male disciple in the long shirt motioned for a few junior brothers and sisters to follow.

Ji Fan hid in the shadows of the woods, and his eyes closed to sense what the Imperial Treasure Man said, and his expression couldn't help but move slightly.