Chapter 417

Seeing that Wentian had really forced out his own Origin Essence Blood, the ghosts such as Jiangling and the Princess of the Underworld were a little shocked.

Especially the princess of the underworld, while shocked, she also felt an indescribable jealousy and sadness.

Jealous of the person who occupied her body, how could anyone be willing to do this for her?

Sadly, she doesn't seem to be treated like this.

The person who occupied his body clearly used his own face.

Why is she only rejected after becoming herself?

She was suddenly really jealous of that person, and that one also wanted to be a late person.

Why can she get so many people's likes!

No, he must be crazy!

Only crazy people would do that!

Just to get news of that person, he didn't even care about his own origin essence blood!

Isn't this crazy and what is it?

The princess of the underworld's face was slightly distorted.

Wen Tian was in no mood to care what others thought, after the drop of blood in his heart was forced out, his angular handsome face was faintly pale.

He controlled his drop of essence blood and approached the spirit stone in the center of the array's eye. “”

As the essence blood approached, the power of the immortal spirit that had rotated in the formation became more and more eager.

They seemed to be worried that Wen Tian would take back that drop of blood, and quickly surrounded that drop of essence blood, and the incomparably pure power of the origin made them look like hungry wolves pounced on tigers, eager to swallow them on the spot.

Wen Tian ignored their vigilance and controlled the drop of blood to fall on the spirit stone in the center of the array.

"Da"

There was an inaudible sound.

As soon as the blood in his heart fell on the spirit stone, he was quickly swallowed by the spirit stone and merged into the spirit stone, leaving nothing left.

Yan Qingrong was overjoyed, and with a palm of his hand, he slapped the princess of the underworld at his feet out, and he couldn't wait to enter the formation.

The moment he came in, a powerful suction enveloped Wen Tian, who felt that something was constantly being lost in his body.

It was a very ethereal feeling, and he could clearly feel that something was draining from his body, but it was invisible and intangible.

Contrary to Wen Tian, Wen Tian's side is losing, but Yan Qingrong's body is like a magnet, frantically absorbing the luck converted from Wen Tian.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Qingrong could keenly notice that his body seemed to be lighter, and he had been stagnant at the Immortal Venerable level and could not further cultivate, and there seemed to be some signs of loosening.

"Hahahaha!"

Feeling these obvious changes, Yan Qingrong looked up to the sky and smiled.

No wonder!

No wonder that Immortal Lord Duan Qiankun likes to steal luck so much!

It turns out that a person has good luck in the body, which is so light-hearted and clear-sighted!

Yan Qingrong had a hunch that when he had absorbed all the luck from Wentian's side, his stagnant cultivation would definitely be able to go one step further, surpass Qingyang Immortal Venerable, and even surpass Yun Chaoci, becoming the real first person in the immortal world!

"Cool! Hahaha! These luck! Yan Qingrong could barely control the joy in his heart, and on his old face, the smile became more and more rampant: "Haha! This feeling...... What's going on! ”

Suddenly, Yan Qingrong, who was looking up to the sky and howling, suddenly changed his face!

I saw that Fang Cai's luck was still pouring into his body, and at a certain moment, he suddenly turned around and suddenly rushed towards Wentian!

Soon, Yan Qingrong's luck converted from Wen Tian returned to Wen Tian.

But this transformation array did not stop, after converting all the qi luck back, Yan Qingrong also found that the immortal power in his body was rapidly draining!

"Nope! Stop it! What's going on! Stop it!! Yan Qingrong's face changed drastically, and when he found that his immortal power was losing and becoming the power of Wentian, he wanted to stop this formation.

However, for some reason, this was obviously a formation he made, and he couldn't stop it at all at this moment!

At this time, a lazy and pleasant voice sounded slowly-

"You say start at the beginning, stop when you say stop, who gives you the right? My stupid apprentice gave it? ”