Ye Qingyu knew that this was because of the several completely different powers contained in that strange blood, and they began to 'fight' with each other again.

In the past period of time, this drop of blood would attack every day, and the white strange power, the dark flame power and another magnificent and vast power contained in it, between the three, they were constantly clashing and fighting, all wanting to completely destroy and devour the other two, and whenever they fought, they would cause great damage to Ye Qingyu's palm.

If it weren't for the great divine object of Supreme Ice Flame, I am afraid that Ye Qingyu's body would have been devoured and destroyed by these three terrifying forces.

And relying on the Supreme Ice Flame, Ye Qingyu constantly wore down these three powers, wanting to expel them.

After these days of continuous efforts, the three powers contained in that drop of mysterious blood have been continuously eliminated, and they are a little weaker than those of previous days.

At the same time, Ye Qingyu's understanding of the Supreme Ice Flame was also constantly deepening.

Now he was countless times more proficient in controlling the Supreme Ice Flame than before.

As soon as his mind moved, a pale silver flame appeared in the palm of his hand, directly encircling the blood.

Ye Qingyu sat cross-legged on the futon, thoughtful.

"In the past few days, the pattern of this drop of blood has become more and more frequent, and it seems that every time, it is the magnificent and vast force that takes the initiative to provoke the war first......" Ye Qingyu has figured out some ways these days.

This magnificent and vast force should be the power of this drop of blood itself.

And the power of the white weird power and the power of the dark flame are external forces.

And Ye Qingyu had already vaguely guessed something.

In that battle, there were not many people who really had this level of strength, and after thinking about it, he had almost determined the owner of this blood.

If Ye Qingyu didn't guess wrong, this drop of blood should have come from Lu Chaoge, the god of war of Youyan.

Only in Lu Chaoge's blood can there be such a magnificent and vast martial power.

On that day, he was attacked and killed by Yan Buhui and Song Xiaojun together, first hit Yan Buhui's white bone dagger, and then burned by Song Xiaojun's dark flame power, and his body probably contained the power of the bone dagger and the power of the dark flame, which happened to be three forces.

In these respects, everything should be on the right track.

This drop of blood, although it is separated from Lu Chaoge's body, contains his martial arts cultivation and strength, and it should have some kind of subtle induction between it and his body, and the reason why this drop of blood has become more and more severe in the past few days should be the reason why Lu Chaoge has tried to use his own strength more and more frequently to get rid of the foreign force in his body in the past few days.

However, based on Ye Qingyu's observation of this drop of blood, it is obvious that Lu Chaoge's healing and recovery process is not smooth.

"Lu Chaoge is in a hurry to heal his wounds, because the spring offensive of the Youyan Army is already like an arrow and has to be sent, and the time to launch the offensive is getting closer and closer, if he can't recover from his injuries before this, then half of the Youyan Army's plan will be scrapped, and the spring offensive will not be able to achieve the expected results at all......"

Ye Qingyu looked out the window.

It was dark in the direction of the main mansion.

Since that battle, Lu Chaoge has never appeared again.

Although the military intended to suppress it, now in the city, various rumors about Lu Chaoge's injury have spread.

If it continues like this, I am afraid that it will be a huge blow to the morale of the Youyan army.

Over the years, Lu Chaoge's prestige in the Youyan Army is like a god, and his words are like the law, it is precisely because of such a god-like existence that the Youyan Army can closely unite and operate, like an iron plate, this is the power of personal prestige and charm, but to a certain extent, it is also a double-edged sword.

In the past, Lu Chaoge's personal strength was almost invincible, so this double-edged sword only hurt the enemy and not himself.

But this time, Lu Chaoge was accidentally injured, and the unfavorable side of this double-edged sword to his body was revealed.

It is no exaggeration to say that once Lu Chaoge falls, at least half of the Youyan army will collapse.

The moonlight shone in like water, shining through the window.

Ye Qingyu gathered his mind and sat cross-legged on the futon, the light of the moon shining on his body, like a layer of white gauze.

He began to wholeheartedly agitate Nei Yuan, urging the Supreme Ice Flame, and once again preparing to forcibly use the Supreme Ice Flame to urge the refining of the alien power in this drop of blood, Ye Qingyu had to make an attempt, if he could solve the alien power in this drop of blood, then maybe there was a way to help Lu Chaoge recover from his injuries - at least he could provide some reference advice.

After all, Lu Chaoge is the god of war who sits in the northern frontier of the empire.

If he really falls, then the south-leaning legion of the Snow Demon Court can really go south and carve up the territory of the Snow Country, as the demon clan has hoped for generations, and then countless Terran people will fall into the Shura Hell.

Minutes and seconds passed.

In the palm of Ye Qingyu's right hand, the Silver Supreme Ice Flame began to jump wildly.

Its color also began to change, from the pale silver at the beginning, it was completely transformed into a rich sterling silver luster, as if it was a rolling ball of mercury, releasing a brilliant light, completely enveloping his entire palm.

That strange drop of blood, stimulated by the power of supreme ice flames, also turned into a three-color light cluster, which gradually rose from Ye Qingyu's palm and spun drippingly.

This does not mean that this drop of blood has been removed from Ye Qingyu's body.

This phenomenon had happened before, Ye Qingyu thought that he had succeeded, but at the moment of removing the Supreme Ice Flame, it would re-embed in Ye Qingyu's palm and could not be stopped.

Ye Qingyu gritted his teeth and concentrated all the supreme ice flames in his body into the palm of his right hand.

The brilliant brilliance like mercury, countless white filaments of light, like hideous and crazy tentacles, gave people an extremely evil and crazy feeling.

This white filament of light is fine and dense, like a vicious dragon in a desperate situation, spreading around, as if it wants to grab something, as if it wants to destroy something, every filament of light seems to have life, exuding a ruthless, vicious, rotten, fishy smell and taste, people can't help but feel a sense of despair when they see it......

"This is the strange power of white, extremely evil. ”

Ye Qingyu saw it in his eyes, urging the Supreme Ice Flame to wrap it from all sides, scorching and destroying this white light filament.

There are more white filaments of light that are incinerated and annihilated, but there are more white filaments that continue to be extracted from that drop of blood and differentiated, as if it were forever endless......

Urging the supreme ice flame is extremely consuming of the inner element.

Every time Ye Qingyu had to give up further attempts when the inner yuan was exhausted.

But this time, Ye Qingyu decided to fight.

He took out a jade bottle from the Yunding copper furnace that was warm in the dantian spiritual spring, uncorked it, opened his mouth and inhaled it, a drop of blue blood instantly entered his mouth, and the moment it entered his throat, it turned into a majestic power of vitality, scattered into the limbs and hundreds of remains, and quickly replenished Ye Qingyu's consumed inner yuan.

This is the blood of the Genki giants.

When Ye Qingyu was still in the White Deer Academy, one of the treasures he got in that enchantment canyon battlefield.

The Vitality Giant is an elf born from the condensation of the Heaven and Earth Vitality in the battlefield of the Enchantment Canyon, and its blood is the purest Vitality Liquid between Heaven and Earth.

The vitality was rushing and flowing among the hundreds of limbs of Ye Qingyu again.

Ye Qingyu gritted his teeth and urged the Supreme Ice Flame again, encircling and annihilating the silver filament.

Among the mysterious blood drops, there are three terrifying powers.

These three forces devour each other and are incompatible with each other.

This time, Ye Qingyu gave up restraining the other two forces, and instead specialized in the white weird power, the supreme ice flame urged to the extreme, so that Ye Qingyu felt a bone-chilling chill in his palm, but he gritted his teeth and insisted on it.

The inner element is also frantically consuming.

After a stick of incense, the inner yuan was close to drying up again.

Ye Qingyu didn't hesitate at all, opened his mouth and inhaled another drop of Yuan Qi Giant blood.

The inner element was replenished again.

And so on.

Again and again.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The Supreme Ice Flame continued to devour and annihilate the white filament, and among the blood droplets, new white filaments were constantly extracted and spread.

It's a long and uphill battle.

In the jade bottle, there was not much blood left of the Yuan Qi Giant.

Ye Qingyu is also about to fight to the limit, his whole person feels extremely tired, there is a feeling of dizziness, faint soreness in the temples, this is a sign that the mental power is about to be exhausted, continuous high-intensity urging of the inner element, extremely draining the mind, the body meridians and acupuncture points are also swollen and sour, and the sequelae caused by the long-term high-intensity internal element agitation gradually appear.

The last drop of blue blood in the jade bottle was sucked into his mouth, and Ye Qingyu decided to try one last time.

It was at this time, all of a sudden, that an unexpected change occurred.

The white filaments of light that had been drawn from the drops of blood suddenly vanished.

The white filaments of light, which were originally densely packed like countless crazy vines, disappeared in an instant, and a white point of light struggled out of the blood droplets, flashing with a strange brilliance, the negative, desperate, rotten, and fishy aura, disappeared in an instant, and the white points of light flashed with a dream-like pure light.

"Huh, what's going on?"

Ye Qingyu didn't expect such a change at all.

The blood went from three colors to two colors.

The white color has disappeared from it.

But what is the matter with the white points of light that are separated?

If the white weird power was completely removed, shouldn't it be completely gone? How could it be separated from a bright point of light that was completely different from the previous aura?

The breath of this white point of light seemed to be holy and pure, as if it was some kind of masterless energy in its purest form.

But Ye Qingyu didn't dare to really try to accommodate it.

After all, the white weird power before was too cunning and ferocious.

After thinking about it, Ye Qingyu finally wrapped this bright point of light with the Supreme Ice Flame.

And this time, he didn't encounter the slightest resistance, and in an instant, this brilliant point of light merged into the supreme ice flame.

Rumble!

A ball of silver fire burst out in the palm of Ye Qingyu's right hand.