Chapter Twenty-Five: Phantom Confrontation!

"Thank you Miss Ning for today's incident. As soon as Fang Chen opened his mouth to speak, the fishy sweetness in his throat could no longer be suppressed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out "wow".

"Brother Fang!" Gu Yuqing was shocked, and she couldn't care about the vigilance that was born because of Ning Wushuang.

As soon as she saw Fang Chen vomiting blood, the blame and dissatisfaction on Ning Wushuang's face suddenly disappeared without a trace, and she hurriedly took out a bead from the storage ring.

The beads were slightly the size of a dragon's eye, lilac in color, and the surface was as soft as an egg yolk, and she carefully pinched it to her fingertips. It seems to be about to shatter at any moment, and you can smell a refreshing fragrance even from afar.

"Don't speak, take care of the injury first! Ning Wushuang couldn't refuse to stuff the lilac bead into Fang Chen's mouth, and in a hurry, his fingertips touched Fang Chen's lips, and a touch of shyness unexpectedly slipped across her face.

As soon as the bead entered his mouth, Fang Chen felt a sweet liquid flowing down his throat into his body, and in an instant, all parts of his body felt cold and refreshing.

The meridians that were so dry that they were about to crack suddenly felt a lot more comfortable, and even the cracked finger bones had a numb and crispy feeling, and that comfortable feeling was like soaking in a hot spring, basking in the early spring sun, and there was an indescribable relaxation.

What kind of treasure is this?

Fang Chen was surprised, he saw Gu Yuqing's pale face, and hurriedly said, "Qing'er, you have injuries on your body, try it too." ”

Hearing Fang Chen say this, Ning Wushuang couldn't help but feel a sense of annoyance on his face, but when he saw the round bead that he spit out, the purple color had faded a lot, and he couldn't help but blush.

"No, I'm fine. Gu Yuqing wrinkled the tip of her nose and refused directly. Seeing that Fang Chen was still going to persuade her, she stomped her feet and said angrily: "This 'Purple Yuan Bead' has been used several times, how good can the effect be?"

"Huh?" Fang Chen didn't understand why she suddenly became angry, and said stupidly, "However, I think the effect is very good." ”

Seeing Fang Chen put the purple yuan bead in his mouth again, Gu Yuqing was so annoyed that he turned his head: "Then you can use it!"

Fang Chen scratched his head stupidly, not knowing where he offended her: alas, my father said that 'women are tigers', and this is really true......

Ning Wushuang on the side was calm on the surface, and in her heart it was already as if there were a thousand deer crashing around, and when she saw Fang Chen holding the Ziyuan Pearl with a puzzled expression, she couldn't wait to find a hole to get into.

"Purple Yuan Bead", a human-level medium grade, belongs to the auxiliary class of elements.

At the beginning of refining, it is necessary to collect dozens of elixirs that are more than 500 years old, with all kinds of spiritual liquid elixir, rootless water, and the essence of 'purple crystal' can only be refined with water grinding.

A human-level mid-grade refiner can often only refine such a stone within three months, and the price on the market is as high as 4,000 square meters of low-grade star stones!

Corresponding to its terrifying price is the super effect of the Purple Yuan Bead, as long as you hold it in your mouth, the essence in it will automatically flow into the body to repair the injury.

As long as you are not severely injured by the Force, ordinary injuries can basically heal immediately!

These are not the point, the most important thing is that the finished product of the purple yuan bead is a dark purple, and with each use, the essence will be lost a little, and then the purple will also fade down......

Just now, in a hurry, he took out the purple yuan bead and waited to calm down, but Ning Wushuang couldn't help but be ashamed.

Growing up in Tianning Mansion since childhood, although it is a respected status, there are many covetous eyes in the open or secret. For those young handsome people who came to approach with different ideas, Ning Wushuang never pretended.

She never thought that one day, she would take the initiative to give the Ziyuan beads she had contained to another male surname. Thinking that the purple yuan bead that was stained with his own breath was held in Fang Chen's mouth, wouldn't that be equivalent to......

Looking at Fang Chen again, she secretly comforted herself: A little guy who doesn't have any hair, sister, this is saving lives, even if he is allowed to bite it, what can he do?

Although she kept comforting herself in her heart, Fang Chen's body full of male surname was reminding her all the time: this is a man, this is a man who has definitely "grown up", this is a man who has enough ability to swallow himself like a purple yuan bead......

......

On the other side, looking at the majestic figure falling from mid-air, Yu Quan's eyes narrowed slightly: "Great Elder Qianmen?"

Liu Chen cowered in front of a majestic man who was more than eight feet tall, he was dressed in a golden robe, his temples were frosted, like an ordinary blacksmith, and his hands were very wide, making people feel that such hands should hold an iron hammer.

It is the Great Elder of Qianmen, the father of Liu Chen.

Liu Zhenyue!

He snorted coldly: "Who are you? Dare to come to my Qianmen to be presumptuous, I'm afraid you are not a nobody, right?"

Old man Yu Quan smiled, and his expression showed a little relaxation: "I'm just an old slave in the mansion, I'm not a big person, the big elder doesn't have to bother more." ”

Liu Zhenyue's eyelids jumped, if Yu Quan was desperately trying to elevate himself, he would not be nervous. However, Yu Quan's humility made his vigilance rise to the limit:

Damn, a powerhouse in the realm of the Illusory Spirit, who actually calls himself an 'old slave'? Who would dare to use such a person as a slave?

Even as a refiner, he has only collected Meng Chao, a fourth-order Meng Chao of the Condensing Origin Realm, as a slave, and the masters above him are no longer something that people of his level can recruit.

And he could faintly test that Izumi was not hypocritical when he said this, but completely natural!

What does this mean?

――It means that there must be some extremely terrifying force standing behind him!

"Father, this old man has seriously injured Uncle Meng, you have to avenge Uncle Meng!" Liu Chen screamed.

"Shut up. After softly stopping Liu Chen, Liu Zhenyue stared at Yu Quan and said, "Your Excellency, you seriously injured my Qianmen, I am afraid that you will have to leave an explanation today!"

"Huh. Yu Quan smiled and said: "We only know that we are subordinates and obey orders, and we will naturally do what the master wants." My young lady said that if she wanted them all to die, the old man would have to send them all back to the West. ”

Arrogant!

**Naked arrogance!

It's nothing to bully juniors with the strength of crossing the border, and when other adults stand up, they can still say without the slightest face-"I'm going to kill them."

This is the real arrogance!

Liu Zhenyue's face immediately changed, and he said angrily: "Then I'll see if you have this qualification!"

A ribbon-like pale yellow halo poured out from his palm, and this halo instantly condensed into a broadsword as thick as the palm of his hand.

The broadsword is in hand, and the whistling sound is deafening when it is waved at will, if it can crack the sky!

A solemnity appeared in the expression of the old man Yu Quan, he had long heard that the Great Elder of the Qianmen had reached the first level of the Phantom Spirit Rank, which was not much different from himself. In addition, as a refiner, his own control of soul power is even more perfect, if he is usually unwilling to offend such a character easily, but when he thinks of Fang Chen behind him-

Yu Quan was ruthless in his heart, even if it was to kill this Liu Zhenyue, it was worth it!

The roar started again, and there was an extra flywheel between Yu Quan's hands, which looked like a real thing, as if it had been formed after thousands of beatings, giving people an incomparably sharp feeling.

Whether it was Liu Chen or Meng Chao, when they were in the Condensing Origin Realm, they might be able to use their elemental combat skills to summon all kinds of visions, or rage, or sharp swords and arrows.

But these are just illusions!

If you want to become a powerhouse in the Phantom Spirit Realm, you must have an extremely deep understanding of the Force, so that you can 'transform the original Phantom Spirit' and form some kind of special reality, such as Liu Zhenyue's 'Sword Spirit' and Yu Quan's 'Flywheel Spirit'......

Once the Phantom is complete, the power is endless!

Compared to the time when condensing the original realm, it was completely the difference between heaven and earth, as long as Yu Quan was willing, ten masters like Meng Chao would not be enough for him to kill in one round!

Whew!

The sword spirit slashed down, and after the speed soared to the limit, there was only a light sizzle in the air, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, choosing people to devour! The flywheel spun angrily and went sideways into the air, and under the rapid rotation, it stirred up a void, forming a shallow whirlpool.

Seeing that the full strength of the two phantom masters was about to come into contact with each other, Ning Wushuang was startled and hurriedly said, "Let's retreat!"

If its power erupts, it will be enough to destroy the nearby woods into ruins!

"Stop!"