At the moment when Dan Ling counterattacked, Fang Feiyang only felt that a pair of big hands were gripping his head fiercely, and a needle was stirring in the depths of his head, and that pain made him spasm all over his body.

And when the Yin Yan Jiao that had transformed into a Dan Qi showed its fangs towards him, a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

Give up now, this furnace of elixir will naturally be wasted, but you can be safe, but if you hold on, it is difficult to say what will happen.

But can you really give up?

Fang Feiyang glanced at the stone platform, where Elder Feng Taishang was standing, his eyes seemed to be staring at him.

If she can arouse the interest of Elder Feng Taishang and become a true disciple, Sister Qinglian will not only be able to recover her health, but she will even be able to embark on the path of cultivation again.

His gaze swept over the crowd again, drifting over the faces of Xie Changhai and Luo Ying, and when he saw their excited expressions, he almost didn't cheer.

Damn, how can Lao Tzu let the people of Frost Fire Peak see a joke?

In my mind, I once again remembered what Lu Yuan had said - "Hit the bottleneck, just eight words" - fuck it, love it!"

, fight!

Fang Feiyang roared, suddenly biting the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood spurted towards the Dan furnace.

Bright red blood spilled on the hot furnace wall with a "sizzling" sound, and then I saw the blood seeping through the furnace wall.

The originally white Dan Qi instantly turned blood-red, and the Yin Yan Jiao howled in pain, twisting its body, but it seemed to be nailed by an invisible nail, and the struggle became more and more intense.

The face of Elder Feng Taishang on the stone platform instantly became ugly, and even his tone became angry: "Who taught him the art of blood refining?"

"This ......" Tan Hezhen was speechless for a while, hesitated for a moment and said: "The Living Dead Pavilion has always regarded the art of blood refining as a forbidden art, and will never teach it to a disciple, he ...... He should be self-taught!"

"It's just nonsense!" Elder Feng Taishang said in a tone of hatred that iron is not made of steel: "You don't know how much damage this blood refining technique has to your body, if you have the strong physical quality of the demon clan, it's fine, but he, a newcomer to the soul disciple realm, rashly uses the blood refining technique, isn't that looking for death?"

"This ...... He may not know the side effects of this!" Tan Hezhen explained in a low voice: "This kid is very talented, it's a pity to be wasted like this, please ask Uncle Feng to help......"

"Help!" Elder Feng Taishang directly burst into a foul mouth: "Once the blood refining technique is cast, it can't be interrupted, otherwise you won't be able to save your life." ”

"What then?"

"The essence and blood on the tip of the tongue are spurting out, what else can I do?" Elder Feng Taishang had a look of hatred on his face: "Today has passed, this kid is definitely sick, and how much he can recover in the future depends on his creation!"

Originally, he was very optimistic about Fang Feiyang's talent, but after this accident, it was completely unknown how many achievements this disciple would be able to recover in the future.

Speaking of this, Elder Feng Taishang flicked his sleeves and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity, I just said that I would accept him into the 'Living Dead Pavilion', so let's stop it!"

Before the words fell, the whole person turned into a streamer of light and disappeared, obviously extremely disappointed in the loss of such a talented disciple!

And Fang Feiyang didn't see all this, because he was now in a wonderful state.

After the mouthful of blood spurted out, he did feel dizzy for a while, as if all the strength in his body had been drained.

However, this feeling only lasted for a few seconds, and from the "Demon Suppression Demon Suppression Diagram", four powerful and vast vitality forces came from the "Demon Suppression Map", which was injected into the meridians of his body.

Under the infusion of this vitality, Fang Feiyang recovered from his weak state almost instantly, and became radiant again.

The general demon physique is enough to resist the erosion of the vitality of the blood refining technique, and the four top demon powers live in the "Demon Suppression Demon Suppression Map", what is this damage?

"Damn, I was worried that the blood refining technique would damage my body, but I didn't expect the "Demon Suppression Demon Suppression Map" to be so awesome, so there is nothing to worry about now. ”

A stone fell to the ground in Fang Feiyang's heart, and when he saw that the Yin Yanjiao that had turned into Dan Qi was still struggling, he was unhappy in his heart, and he spit out a mouthful of blood again.

Lao Tzu has a lot of blood, I'm afraid of hair!

was sprayed by this mouthful of blood, and the Yin Yan Jiao suddenly withered, its body trembled for a while, the red clouds rolled up, and its body turned like water waves.

On the stone platform, Elder Tan Hezhen's feet were weak and he sat on the chair.

"This kid is going to die? A mouthful of blood is already a big loss of vitality, and he actually squirts a second mouthful?

It turned out that Uncle Feng said that he would definitely be seriously ill, and whether he could recover or not depended on his creation, Tan Hezhen still had a glimmer of hope, and felt that it was a pity that such an excellent genius disciple was so wasted, and he was ready to personally help him diagnose and treat him, and use medicine to help him recover as soon as possible.

However, as soon as this second mouthful of blood spurted out, Tan He really felt that his previous thoughts were meaningless.

This kid is so overdrawn, it's good to save his life after today, and it is estimated that the best result is to become a wasted person.

Thinking that a genius was about to fall like this, Tan He was really distressed.

And at this moment, I don't know if it was providence or coincidence, the horned lion of Liu Yin's Tear Pill and Fang Feiyangdan's Yin Yanjiao made a long hiss, and then disintegrated into pieces of clouds.

The next moment, the lid of the two Dan furnaces popped open at the same time, and a strange fragrance filled the audience.

Fang Feiyang and Liu Yin's tears were also refined.

At this point, the work of the twelve disciples who participated in the on-site alchemy was all completed, and the success rate reached 100 percent.

Elder Tan Hezhen made a big move, and twelve pills of different shapes seemed to have wings, flew out of the Dan furnace, and were suspended in mid-air.

There was a faint mist steaming on each pill, turning into one spirit beast image after another, roaring and galloping, making the onlookers dazzled.

Next, it was time for the elders to evaluate the merits of the elixir refining.

Tan Hezhen didn't rush to test the medicine, but looked at Fang Feiyang and asked, "Boy, how do you feel?"

"It's okay!" Fang Feiyang replied with a wry smile.

After being infused with the vitality of the four demons, the bit of vitality lost by the previous blood refining technique was not worth mentioning at all.

Fang Feiyang only felt refreshed now, every cell in his body was eager to try, exuding infinite strength, and his state was not ordinarily good.

However, I originally wanted to take this opportunity to break the bottleneck, and even looked like I was about to pierce that layer of window paper, but I lost my inspiration in an instant because of the formation of the elixir.

The feeling of falling short at the last moment made him very depressed.

I don't know when I want to find such an opportunity next time.

Because of this, although the "Dragon Elephant Pill" was refined, the smile on Fang Feiyang's face was still somewhat regretful and bitter.

However, these words fell into the ears of all the disciples watching the battle, and they all turned into so-called hard support.

After all, the two mouthfuls of blood just now were seen by everyone, and everyone had heard of the damage of blood alchemy to the body, and many people felt that it was too unwise for this genius boy to let his body suffer such damage for the sake of a momentary spirit

(Tianjin)