All cultivators contain Dan

In the quiet and eerie atmosphere, everyone was silent, and for a while, even though they were far apart, the sound of each other's heartbeats seemed to be close to their ears.

Feng Feiyu looked at Fang Qiongsheng, who was already covered in bruises, his mouth opened, but in the grief of jealousy, he couldn't say a complete word, just a moment later, he patted Fang Qiongsheng's shoulder, turned around, and walked back alone.

In the field, a group of Feng family monks looked at this god-emperor-like young man, and they simply admired the five bodies of the ground, and they couldn't deepen it any longer.

He looked up at what was happening here, and the original smile on his face had long since been replaced by endless anger.

He hates, hates Jin Toad's incompetence!

He hates, hates his own hindsight!

He hates it even more, the blood soul of the Blood Soul Sect is ruthless!

"Quack!"

There was a crisp sound, and his fingers were clenched tightly in his hands.

The moment he raised his eyes, he saw a trace of despair in Fang Qiongsheng's eyes.

Shaking his head slowly, he looked at Fang Qiongsheng's eyes and said solemnly: "The purpose of the Blood Soul Sect and the Blood Soul Sect couldn't be simpler, that is, to get rid of you and me and break up the Feng family!"

As he spoke, he said angrily again: "Could it be that you can't bear to be so willing to fall and watch the Feng family be completely shattered by the Blood Soul Sect?"

"What will your master, your relatives, your friends, and your subordinates think of you?" patted Fang Qiongsheng on the shoulder, and he said angrily: "You--you don't deserve to die!"

After a short silence, in Fang Qiongsheng's eyes, tears slipped down.

This young man, who has always been good at strength and good will, has slipped tears down his face several times today, and the grievances in his heart really make him unable to release.

Only - one death!

But now, the appearance of Feng Feiyu is a few words. The words without too much rhetorical embellishment once again provoked the war intent in his heart!

He's yearning for something stronger!

He - yearns for the stronger!

He yearns for a stronger way!

Only the fighting spirit can make him forget for a short time that because of his dereliction of duty, he brought such a big loss to the Feng family.

It was with this thought that Feng Feiyu's voice appeared clearly and visibly in his mind.

It was as if this passage was just meant to be spoken to him.

"The Feng family has suffered such a setback now, it is because of the hands of the blood soul, and you, as a virtuous person hand-picked by the old guy, if you are so depressed at this time. Have you ever thought about what happened to the Feng family?"

"To tell you the truth, among the people you brought, only these few people are qualified to be trained in the Divine Tomb, and the others are acting as stepping stones for the survival of these people!"

"The flowers that bloom next to the corpse are the most vivid and poignant!—do you know why?" Feng Feiyu said, looking at Fang Qiongsheng with complicated emotions in his eyes.

Fang Qiongsheng shook his head lightly. Indicate that you really don't know the answer.

"Because, it has experienced life and death, blood and tears!" he said, not hiding his voice in the slightest. He said loudly: "It is precisely because it has experienced so much that it can proudly open above the corpse!"

Saying this, he turned around and looked at the corpses guarded by the disciples of the Feng family everywhere. He said loudly: "These people, although they failed to bloom the most gorgeous flowers in the end, they exist. It is for you that the seeds of tomorrow's opening have been sown!"

"Rise up, monks of the Feng family!"

"We need to rise up, we need strength, we need to grow! We need blood and tears, the test of life and death!"

"Only in this way can we continue to make progress and achieve success in the midst of many difficulties!"

"A little Blood Soul Sect, it's really nothing!"

After Feng Feiyu finished speaking, his face was already red, and he was determined by his strength, and when he said such words, his blood was also rising, and his fighting spirit continued to burst out.

There is a kind of urge to find an opponent to fight fiercely!

However, it's not time yet!

The humiliation brought to him by the Blood Soul Sect will be repaid sooner or later, and it will be doubled, tenfold, hundredfold, thousandfold, ten thousandfold, and returned to them!

If you have a grudge, you will not repay it for a day, and you will not be a gentleman! If you have hatred, you will not marry a non-human son for a day! If you are angry, you will not return it to a non-wise son!

Feng Feiyu gritted his teeth, looking at the Feng family monks whose fighting spirit had been provoked, and at some point, he had already taken out a small medicine bottle from the storage bag.

"Ping Pong!"

"Jingle Bell!"

A few pills sounded, he smiled and looked at the pills piled up into a small mound in his hand, then looked at the monks of the Feng family, and said with a smile again: "Experience and experience, since it is experience, how can you do it without strength?"

"This is a kind of Tili Pill that I paid a high price for!" he said, looking at the look of anticipation on the face of the Feng family monk and said, "However, this kind of Tili Pill is not the elixir you imagined to improve your physical strength!"

"This Tili Pill is an elixir specially created to improve the strength of low-level cultivators!"

This elixir can actually improve its strength out of thin air?

Oh my God, it's not a dream, I'm not reading a novel, am I?

The elixir that can improve the strength, is it possible that the legend has come true?

Is it really possible to improve my strength, and why am I so eager to eat one?

All the monks of the Feng family were completely impressed by Feng Feiyu's hand again.

Now they completely feel that the Feng family is the most powerful family in the entire continent.

And Feng Feiyu is the most powerful prodigy in the entire continent!

It's just that there is no such thing as making people even more excited!

They all brushed off the unhappiness of their dead companions, and all of them looked at Feng Feiyu without blinking, looking at the Tili Pill in his hand that seemed to emit a faint light.

A sense of expansion that had never been felt before instantly made these monks completely lose the original heart that they should have been clinging to.

The fighting spirit is at an all-time high!

The power has never been greater!

Confidence is more than ever!

They are ready to sacrifice their lives for the Feng family, for the Feng Feiyu, and for all this.

Next, Feng Feiyu distributed all the pills in his hand to everyone's hands according to the number of one for each person.

They looked at the elixir with holy light in their hands, and they were almost intoxicated by their own imaginary power.

A group of people, very tacitly, took the pill in their mouths at the same time.

Because, Feng Feiyu said that this pill cannot be swallowed, it can only be held in the mouth, and after the effect of the medicine is exerted, all the dregs in it must be spit out.

Gently close your eyes, feel gently, and breathe gently.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that only they are left, and the elixir in their mouths.

Feng Feiyu watched as the group of people took the pill in their mouths, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even better. (To be continued.) )