"Snort!"

"Whoa!"

"Bang!"

A child, sitting cross-legged on the ground at the moment, his hands waving in the air.

And in front of this child, there is a square table at this moment, and on the square table, there are strange and colorful objects, which cannot be named at all. But judging from the powerful aura it exudes, the value of these things does not seem to be low.

Looking at the child again, he controlled the blood-colored beads in the basin to fly up with one hand, and turned into a void palm with the other, capturing it out of thin air, and then drawing it like a refining, making it thinner and longer.

"Snort!"

As the child's ethereal palm attached, the blood-colored beads in his hand erupted into bursts of sound, and then became shaky, difficult to be stabilized by the child.

Gently wiping the sweat on his body, he looked at the thousands of fine needles that had accumulated in front of him, and finally grinned.

"Old guy, next, I'm going to work hard for you!" Feng Feiyu said with a smile, straightened his robe, wiped the sweat off his body again, and took a few deep breaths before he finally stood up.

"Whew!" he stood upright, and first let go of his soul thoughts and tried it.

I have to say that this method of squeezing out the divine thoughts first and then slowly nourishing them has a really good effect.

The divine thought of sealing Feiyu before could only envelop the entire room. This time, he was able to cover it completely, even as small as a speck of dust in the room.

In other words, Feng Feiyu's divine thoughts could still only be used in this room, but they were already very condensed, and they could grasp many things that they had not felt before.

The quantity has not changed, but the quality has changed!

The more than 1,000 needles neatly placed in front of him were the result of Feng Feiyu's painstaking condensation for two days. Although it is hard, the rewards are also extremely optimistic.

Gently picked up a thin needle, feeling the temperature that seemed to still exist, and his palms unconsciously sweated a lot.

This is the first time he has pricked someone, and I don't know if his own methods are still there!

"Old guy, maybe you'll be able to wake up in a while!" Feng Feiyu said with a smile.

"Ding!" Like a mosquito bite, Feng Feiyu held the needle that was no thicker than a hair in both hands and gently pierced it into Feng Huayuan's arm.

Feng Feiyu twisted it with one hand, and the thin needle followed Feng Huayuan's flesh and blood into the depths.

As soon as the fine needle was inserted, Feng Feiyu immediately pressed a hand not far from his arm.

Once the needle was inserted into place, he stopped the hand.

And the other hand was also pressed on the arm, and never left the eye.

He closed his eyes slightly, trying to feel the little vibration that was not obvious.

"Goo!" Feng Huayuan's arm was abruptly pushed up, and Feng Feiyu laughed.

can have such a reaction, it must be his own needle, pierced into the position.

The next thing is very simple.

Feng Feiyu pierced the thin needles into it according to the position of the veins of the human body.

With each thrust in, he felt the tiny beating that could be ignored. Once confirmed, he let go of his hand and stabbed into the next one.

Listening to the sound of Feng Huayuan's breathing, Feng Feiyu finally felt a little tired and fell asleep.

"May I wake up and see that you are able to run, old fellow!"

He muttered to himself, his eyelids already sinking, and after saying this, he fell asleep.

............

Not long after Feng Feiyu fell asleep, the only three people outside the door exploded.

A red doorpost is constantly fluctuating at the moment, like the surface of the water, with layers of ripples.

And where the ripples are rising, words are coming out at this moment.

"Second brother and third brother, don't you think it's strange that Xiaoyu has such strength at such an age?"

"I have always believed in this before, but among the young talents I have seen in recent years, the strongest is none other than Kuang Zhenyu, the boy of the Kuang family. However, after my eldest brother said this, I really started to be a little suspicious!"

The black python commanded, as if he had discovered something, and his heart suddenly trembled and said, "Could it be that Xiaoyu is the reincarnation of a certain supreme being?"

Without waiting for the Howling Moon Silver Wolf to answer, in another hidden corner, a squatting stone lion spoke: "Second brother's guess, third brother, I have also thought about it, but I have never dared to confirm it!"

Among this stone lion, there are the three rulers of the Golden Winged Bat King.

"I thought I was the only one who thought like this, but I didn't think that the second and third brothers also thought the same way, how could this be good?" the Howling Moon Silver Wolf said, the pillar he was hiding was constantly undulating as he spoke, and it was very funny.

"According to my words, we have been following Xiaoyu, anyway, the contract is only a hundred years old, and when the time agreed in the contract comes, we will naturally regain our freedom!" said the Golden Winged Bat King, although he has the lowest seniority here, but there are really a lot of words.

"The third brother said this very much!" The two giant pythons echoed: "My opinion is roughly the same as that of the third brother! A hundred years is just a time for us to turn over and sleep, but if we can really meet the help of the strong, we are not far from soaring!"

"If that's the case, then let's follow the thoughts of the second brother and the third brother!" Xiaoyue Silver Wolf said, he was the most assertive in the past, but this time he followed the opinions of the other two, and such a situation is rare.

Feng Feiyu leaned on Feng Huayuan's side and fell asleep, but he didn't know that when he was asleep, the three strong men outside the door finally agreed to follow him.

Of course, this is also the result of Feng Feiyu's several shots, and his strength is too amazing.

In the first battle against the four major beast clans, Feng Feiyu borrowed a four-elephant formation to completely suppress the strength of the four beast clans.

Then, he single-handedly subdued all the four strong men, this strong strength, the old way, really should not be what a child of his age should have.

If it is said that Feng Feiyu fought the four beast clans by himself and subdued them because of the four elephants' life array, then Feng Feiyu alone killed the blood soul son in seconds, which was definitely not something that could be done with the help of anything.

The strength of the Blood Soul Son may not be so powerful in front of the powerhouses of the four major beast clans, but its influence in the Eastern Regions is no worse than that of the four major beast clans.

Cruel, evil, dark, and ghostly are the words most used in the world to describe the son of the blood soul.

It can also be seen from this that the image of the blood soul son is really not very good.

But often people with a bad image are very powerful, and the blood soul belongs to this group of people.

Whether it was the large amount of Blood Soul Pill he held in his hand, or the Soul Devouring Banner that he had condensed with the soul composed of thousands of resentments, these two things were enough to make the powerhouses of the Eastern Regions frightened by this, and then fled with their way.

But even such a strong man was killed by Feng Feiyu in an instant. What does this question mean, I guess, the answer is self-evident.

The three major commanders, after the Howling Moon Silver Wolf finished speaking, were replaced by a long silence, and they all entered their own thoughts.