As soon as he entered the space of the bronze vessel, the first thing Ye Huan saw was the golden-winged tiger, with a huge tiger body with a pair of golden wings, as if it were made of gold.

Hu Jinhua's huge body was suspended on the fire made of one of the dead branches, motionless, like a worm in amber.

"Ye Huan, if you have the ability to fight with me with real knives and guns, what is it to rely on treasures. ”

He can't move, but he can speak.

Hu Jinhua yelled at Ye Huan.

Ye Huan didn't pay attention to Hu Jinhua, he didn't come in to chat with Hu Jinhua.

Ye Huan casually swept the space of the bronze vessel within a radius of ten miles, and he thought it was quite big before, but when he looked at it again, it was slightly crowded.

The space was stacked with huge corpses frozen one after another, and the dragons accounted for almost half of them.

Ye Huan's mind moved, and the corpse of the headless demon tiger clan that he had killed first appeared on the only burning fire among the nine fires.

"Dispel the ice. ”

Ye Huan tried to control the fire with his thoughts.

The crimson flames on the humble fire suddenly burst into flames, enveloping the corpse of the demon tiger clan.

Almost at the moment when Ye Huan's mind moved, the cold ice on the demon tiger clan disappeared.

The crimson flames spread all over the body of the Demon Tiger Clan's corpse, burning, but it didn't hurt a single hair on the Demon Tiger Clan's corpse.

Ye Huan's eyes lit up suddenly, this was much better than the nine white fireballs in the Sky Devouring Tiger Pot, those nine white fireballs were only devoured, and it was extremely difficult to control.

Ye Huan saw the space bag on the corpse of the Demon Tiger Clan, and with a thought, the space bag flew to the side, and now he didn't have time to deal with it.

"Refining essence blood, refining fur. ”

Ye Huan tried to give an order to the burning fire again.

The crimson flames that spread all over the Demon Tiger Clan's body moved, and the hair on the Demon Tiger Clan's corpse dissipated almost instantly, and at the same time, the crimson flames poured into the corpse from the broken skull.

Cracking sound.

The crimson flames danced happily, like flame spirits.

Drops of dark essence blood flew out of the corpse of the Demon Tiger Clan, and the corpse of the Demon Tiger Clan was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon there was only a complete piece of skin left in the air, and hundreds of drops of essence blood were next to it.

The crimson flame returned to the fire, and the flame became more agile than before, obviously refining the flesh and blood of the Demon Tiger Clan, which was also beneficial to that wisp of crimson flame.

Ye Huan smiled when he saw this scene, and smiled happily.

That pile of crimson flames was simply a weapon for refining essence blood and refining fur, otherwise it would take him a lot of time to deal with fur and essence blood.

Now I'm afraid that this time is much shorter.

Ye Huan laughed, but Hu Jinhua next to him was silent, and he didn't dare to curse anymore, or even make the slightest sound, for fear that Ye Huan would notice him.

Hu Jinhua originally thought that Ye Huan's treasure only had the effect of suppression, and he couldn't do anything to him at all.

But after seeing the fate of the corpse of the demon tiger clan, Hu Jinhua knew that he was wrong, and he was immediately coaxed.

It's so cruel!

The huge corpse of the Demon Tiger Clan was only left with essence blood and a piece of skin in a few breaths.

Hu Jinhua is afraid.

Ye Huan didn't care much about Hu Jinhua, who was already silent on the side, and as soon as his thoughts moved, a dragon corpse flew above the fire.

"Refining fur, refining essence and blood. ”

As Ye Huan's thoughts moved, the crimson flames on the fire suddenly swelled.

Enveloping the dragon corpse above, some of the flames burned the dragon corpse scale armor, and some of the flames burrowed into the dragon corpse.

After a few breaths, a smooth dragon skin and a part of the dragon essence blood were presented to the side.

Ye Huan looked at the eight fires on the side, if those eight fires were also lit, I am afraid that the speed of disposing of the corpses of these ten thousand races would be faster.

Looking for an opportunity to light the remaining eight fires, after this thought flashed through his mind, Ye Huan retracted his thoughts and began to deal with the corpses of all races in the bronze vessel wholeheartedly.

With that crimson flame there, Ye Huan quickly disposed of the corpses of the Wan clans that had accumulated before, and obtained a large number of Wan clan skins and essence blood.

The crimson flame on the fire became more and more agile, and the flame was a little larger than before, the flame was less than an inch in diameter, but now it was more than an inch.

Ye Huan's thought moved, and the figure in the bronze vessel dissipated directly, so many ten thousand clans skins and essence blood should be enough for him to break through to the Star Liquid Realm.

Ye Huan's figure disappeared, and Hu Jinhua, who was imprisoned on the side, breathed a sigh of relief.

Scared the tiger to death.

It had only been a long time since so many corpses had been gone, and they had all turned into skins and blood.

Hu Jinhua was very scared just now, and Ye Huan turned him into a tiger skin with a hand.

But fortunately, Ye Huan seemed to have forgotten him for the time being, which did not make Hu Jinhua feel lucky, but more urgent.

He had to find a way to save himself, he didn't want to be turned into a skin as soon as he entered the Xinghe Yuan Mansion.

Hu Jinhua looked around, and was dismayed to find that there seemed to be no possibility of escaping at all.

Hu Jinhua looked at the flame on the simple fire, the crimson flame looked ordinary, but the moment Hu Jinhua saw the flame, he felt that his soul was trembling, in front of that inconspicuous flame, he was like food.

Hu Jinhua had a feeling that the flame seemed to be very eager to roast him and make him into food.

Hu Jinhua barely turned his eyes away, the huge tiger's head was covered with sweat, and his handsome blonde hair turned into wisps.

It's horrible!

He didn't want to be food.

But there seems to be no way to escape, so how can I avoid turning into skin or food?

It is said that the human race likes to catch some powerful Wan clans as mounts, and he is the ninety-eighth Golden-winged Tiger clan of the Wan clan, and it is quite a row to take out to be a mount.

The thoughts in Hu Jinhua's head turned, and the expression on the tiger's face changed many times in an instant.

......

Ye Huan naturally didn't know Hu Jinhua's mental journey at the moment, and he didn't have time to deal with Hu Jinhua now.

All the conditions have been met, the most important thing for Ye Huan at this moment is to copy the exercises, copy the Da Luo Xingchen Gong of the Star Liquid Realm, as long as he copies enough exercises, he can break through to the Star Liquid Realm.

As soon as Ye Huan's thoughts moved, the processed skins and essence blood flew out of the bronze space.

Ye Huan waved his right hand, cutting the whole piece of skin into a suitable size, and then a pen appeared on his right hand, dipped in essence blood, using essence blood as ink, Ye Huan's right hand danced wildly, and copied the Da Luo Xingchen Gong of the Star Liquid Realm.

One serving, two servings......

10 copies, 30 copies......

Ye Huan was thoughtless at the moment, and completely turned into a humanoid machine, a printing press.

A piece of Da Luo Xingchen Gong of the Star Liquid Realm took shape under Ye Huan's hands in this way.

It wasn't until the essence blood was exhausted that Ye Huan stopped, and at this time, he had obtained more than 530 copies of the Star Liquid Realm Daluo Xingchen Gong Method.

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