As early as when Han Shanwei probed the state of the Moon Wolf King with his mind, he found that there was a majestic force in the wolf head of the Moon Wolf King, and a breath that surpassed the Nine Realms of Mountain Searching. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In Han Shanwei's mind, that spiritual power was bright and incomparably hot, and its state was extremely unstable, and it could explode at any time, at that time...... Han Shanwei may have to be resurrected again!

"Spirit Source!"

Han Shanwei snorted lightly, a little surprised. If it is as expected, this thing is the spiritual source of the Moon Wolf King!

Source!

Nature is the origin of the spirit of all things, and man has ten sources - three souls and seven spirits, and beasts are similar. As if a living being has lost its source, it will disappear from the world, and its soul will be scattered.

The spiritual source of the fierce beast is extremely precious, and it will be used in many places in the cultivation world. However, it is also very rare, and only fierce beasts of the second realm or above can give birth to spiritual sources.

Moreover, at the moment of the beast's death, it will annihilate its own spiritual source, preventing the hunter from having a chance to obtain it.

Of course, the talented beasts will open up the spiritual source in the Enlightenment Realm, just as some peerless Tianjiao will open up the Spiritual Realm in the Seeking Mountain Realm......

The Moon Wolf King is not a gift, but it has opened up a spiritual source at the peak of the Enlightenment, so it has a strange and precious opportunity, it's... Let the Moon Wolf King be like this!

Han Shanwei's eyes were a little hot, and he became more and more interested in the treasures of the Moon Wolf King.

But his heart quickly cooled, and now he should collect this spiritual source first.

The long sword slowly cut at the wolf's head, Han Shanwei's speed was very slow, but it was also very calm, after all, the spirit source was too unstable. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many people have died from the explosion of the spiritual source, and Han Shanwei doesn't want to be one of the unlucky ghosts.

In the middle of the night, a wolf's head with only a skull remaining, stained with flesh and blood, and in the center of the skull, a fist-sized spherical object was suspended, emitting a cold light.

This thing is bloody, full of monstrous aura!

This is the spiritual source of the Moon Wolf King.

Looking at Lingyuan, Han Shanwei's face was heavy, he knew that success or failure was here.

Putting down the long sword in his hand, Han Shanwei's hands held the spiritual source virtually, and in an instant, a rich mountain power burst out from Han Shanwei's arms and rushed to the spiritual source in the middle......

If he wants to collect it, he will naturally refine it roughly.

Time passed, the purple sun shone brightly, and Han Shanwei's forehead was covered with sweat, and his face was pale.

He encountered obstacles, and the riot of the spiritual source made it difficult for him to bear, if it was an ordinary mountain search to refine this thing, it is estimated that he would have failed and died. It must be known that ordinary spiritual sources can only be opened up by fierce beasts in the second realm, and naturally, monks of the same realm are also needed to collect them......

It's not that Han Shanwei is careless, but he has never heard the truth that he killed a fierce beast, but Lingyuan let someone else collect it.

Han Shanxue, who was talking to him about the spiritual source, naturally didn't expect that Han Shanwei would actually kill a fierce beast with a spiritual source in the eightfold search for the mountain.

It's too late to say anything now, I just hope that Han Shanwei can save the day, right?

"Boom!"

The spiritual source was shaking, Han Shanwei's face became more and more pale, and the blood in his arms was agitated, and then it cracked!

The crimson blood spilled on the ground, and some sprayed onto the spiritual source, making the spiritual source's evil qi even more victorious, and it became more and more riotous.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, Han Shanwei's face was pale, his body was shaky, and his lips were boring......

He had been badly wounded and had lost too much blood, and he had been lucky enough for the trip!

Although the Moon Wolf King is already scattered, there must be some instincts within its spiritual source, and the instinct of resentment towards Han Shanwei makes Han Shanwei's refining difficult, and he almost wants to die.

Today's Han Shanwei is like a duck that has been caught up on the shelf, so he can only continue with his head. If he dies now, he will surely die. Although the presence of blood has brought it back to life, it can be seen from the current appearance of blood that it can resurrect itself once or twice at most.

Until the end, he won't give up and doesn't want to give up!

"Bingxuan!"

Han Shanwei scolded, and immediately the dried meridians in his body gushed out a domineering mountain force.

The mountain is turbulent and flowing, causing the already dry and fragile meridians to be broken.

Bingxuan, the secret technique of Hanshan, uses special means to trigger vitality and turn into mountain power. However, this technique is only the power of a single blow, so it is rarely practiced in the world, after all, it is too extreme.

As for Han Shanwei, I don't know how much this technique has been used in the past few years, and I already know it.

That fierce mountain force appeared, quickly surging towards Han Shanwei's arms, and as soon as it poured in, the young man's arms cracked and blood flowed.

"Give me town!"

The young man roared in a low voice, staring fiercely, his arms closed in the middle, and the surging mountain power burst out, gathering the spiritual source......

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, and the boy's mind roared, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

For a moment, Han Shanwei's gloomy eyes looked ahead, a smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and he was afraid for a while.

I saw a blood-colored bead lying on the ground in front of me, ordinary and ordinary, like a mountain rock, not attracting attention. This... It is a spirit bead, a spirit bead cast from a spiritual source.

Han Shanwei slowly bent down, wanting to pick up the spirit bead......

"Huh?"

Han Shanwei was stunned, because he didn't get the spirit bead, his hand was raised, as if he was imprisoned, he was messy!

When his hand was about to get the spirit bead, a small mouth had already picked up the spirit bead, and...

Swallow!

"I... Damn, bastard, spit it out for me......"

The young man became angry, raised his arm and grabbed the hind hooves of the little beast, shaking constantly, trying to shake the spirit bead out......

"Bah...... Babbling ......"

The little beast crowed softly, a little cheerfully, and its cry was a little peculiar, not like the song of a sheep......

......

Night fell again, the bonfire burned quietly, and the ancient trees were green, outlining the ghostly shadows, which looked very gloomy.

Han Shanwei sat cross-legged, carrying mountain power, exercising and healing, and the injuries of the day have been greatly alleviated, but the continuous meridians are still too fragile, and it will take a few days to recover as before......

The mountain power flowed gently, Han Shanwei opened his eyes, and a touch of essence flashed, sharp and sharp.

A little, his breath calmed down, Han Shanwei looked at the little beast snoring beside him, and his heart ached, it was a spirit bead, it was swallowed like this......

When I think of the daytime, it's like a dream. The mysterious little beast, the strange resurrection, made the boy's heart a little confused. After the little beast swallowed the spirit bead, Han Shanwei collected the flesh and blood of the Moon Wolf King as quickly as possible, and then quickly left.

Not long after the departure of one man and one beast, there were bursts of beast roars and screams, and Han Shanwei knew that a tragic killing was going on there!

Han Shanwei looked at the blood-colored Yuehua, silent, and a "red line" in the center of his eyebrows was revealed, swallowing the power of Yuehua.

Sinking into his heart, Han Shanwei saw a small white altar floating on top of his mud pill, and the altar was covered with cracks, almost shattering......

"Back then, it was really badly damaged! Do I need specific blood to recover?"

Han Shanwei muttered in a low voice, looking remembrance. The shattered memories of the past made him feel dazed and overwhelmed. Now the only thing he can do is to live, hand over Xiao Tian'er to her grandfather, and then find himself with peace of mind.