The Black Canyon Elixir Garden, a relatively remote area in the mountains of the Inner Gate, is densely planted with many medicinal herbs, and the spiritual energy is still abundant.

Ye Nan stood quietly in front of a grass hut at the moment, his eyes flickering.

"The herbs here are all commonplace, but the geography is remote, but it's a good place to do secretly!"

Ye Nan knew that a big family like the Lan family naturally couldn't dispatch a strong person for a small person like himself, but it was very likely that he would instruct the master of the inner door to deal with him.

"If the other party wants to deal with me, the first step must be to lock the void and prevent me from entering the internal space to escape!"

Ye Nan's eyes swept over the entire valley, but he didn't find anything abnormal, and at that moment, his soul power dispersed, and he carefully explored all corners of the valley.

After a long time, Ye Nan opened his eyes, his brows furrowed a little deeper, and he still didn't notice the slightest.

"The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, but it is necessary to do some means in advance!"

Ye Nan glanced around at the moment, and then flashed into the internal space.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, stretching his hands forward, flames burst out from Ye Nan's palms.

At this moment, his flames were several times stronger than before, and just appeared, the space was distorted, as if it would be burned by it, which was extremely terrifying.

"Condensation!"

When the flames became more and more vigorous in the palm of his hand, Ye Nan shouted vigorously, and then saw the flames slowly shrink and squeeze out towards one place.

The power of this flame squeeze is extremely violent, and it will burst open if you are not careful, at this moment, Ye Nan's expression is solemn, and his soul power spreads out, sensing the slightest change in the flames.

The two-foot-tall flame was gradually compressed to a foot, and then slowly reduced to half a foot, still compressing.

With the compression, you can clearly see that the color of the flame is getting richer and richer, and its aura is majestic, and a stream of deadly furious energy is contained in it.

A quarter of an hour later, the flame in Ye Nan's hand was compressed to the size of a palm, and although it continued to squeeze, it was extremely slow, and it took another hour to compress the flame to the size of a walnut.

Seeing that it was almost there, Ye Nan breathed a long sigh of relief, his face was slightly pale, and his face was full of tiredness.

"This method of flame compression is very soul-consuming, and in my current situation, compressing three is already the limit!"

Ye Nan looked at the walnut-sized ball of flame in his hand, the furious degree of its internal fire energy made his hair stand on end, and it was extremely dangerous.

"Compressing so much fire energy into one place, the destructive power released after it explodes is difficult for even a three-turn star powerhouse to resist!"

Ye Nan felt the tremendous power contained in this flame ball, nodded with satisfaction, and then reached out with his palm, and the flames burst out and compressed again.

Time flies, and before you know it, it's afternoon again.

In the space in his body, Ye Nan's face was already as pale as paper, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his expression was extremely depressed.

On the ground in front of it, there were four flame balls, and within each ball, flames churned, and a sense of deadly danger continued to emanate from it.

Quickly took out a cigarette, Ye Nan lit it and took a sharp breath, the slightest trace of energy slowly repaired the comfort of the soul, making him fluttering.

"I didn't expect to be able to compress one more, but after my soul power is consumed like this, it has increased a lot, and now it should be able to spread to a distance of seventy zhang around my body!"

The soul power has increased by as much as ten zhang, which is an unexpected joy for Ye Nan, and he understands that the speed of soul power growth is the fastest only after it is exhausted.

As the soul power slowly recovered, Ye Nan's complexion became energetic again. At that moment, he reached out with his palm, took the flame ball in his hand, and shook it.

After the flame ball was compressed by it, it became extremely stable, and only when all the soul power contained in Ye Nan burst could it explode.

"Using the soul blast on the flames, this method of manipulation is even more hidden!"

Ye Nan immediately dodged out of the internal space, and then walked slowly in front of the grass house, and finally chose a few locations where the enemy was most likely to stay, buried three of the flame balls into the ground, and the last one was included in the space.

Tamping the ground, Ye Nan felt it, and only after he couldn't notice the abnormality did he put his mind at ease.

After doing this, Ye Nan probed his palm, and the Qiushui Sword flashed in his hand: "My Qingfeng Sword Technique has achieved a small success, but it is extremely difficult to fuse it with the Star Chasing Sword Technique!"

After Ye Nan left Jiang Lin, he had been practicing that set of high-level martial arts in the human world, Qingfeng Sword Technique, but the high-level martial arts were much more difficult than the intermediate martial arts of the star-chasing sword technique, and until now he was only a small success.

It's just that Ye Nan didn't know that the Qingfeng Sword Technique was originally a relatively powerful existence among the advanced martial arts, and it was extremely difficult to cultivate, and ordinary martial artists might not be able to get started in three months. And it only took him about ten days to achieve a small success, which is already extremely terrifying.

The water sword in his hand shook slightly, and the tip of the sword trembled, and the volley was drawn in the air.

This sword didn't seem to have any power, as if the breeze was blowing, but between a few zhang in front of Ye Nan, the ground was easily torn apart like a piece of paper, revealing a deep ravine.

Snort!

Ye Nan's Mid-Autumn Water Sword did not stop, and in a flash, he swung it again. The streamer on this sword shone brightly, and it was unusually fast, but the power was smaller.

Ye Nan frowned slightly, the difficulty of integrating this Qingfeng Sword Technique and Star Chasing Sword Technique was somewhat beyond his imagination.

"Breeze ......"

Ye Nan turned his eyes and saw that the wind swept the leaves under a giant tree, floating everywhere. Ye Nan's eyes were fixed on the strangeness of these leaves, indulging in them.

"Streamer ......"

Ye Nan's mind once again imagined the scene of the meteor streaking, and the streamer splashed wantonly, which was abnormal quickly.

"That's not right!" Ye Nan frowned, as if he had thought of something.

The wind rolls the leaves, this leaf is the trajectory of the wind, and the streamer falls, it looks like a straight line, but it still contains its own trajectory.

Thinking of this, Ye Nan's heart suddenly brightened, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Trajectory! Yes, it's trajectory!"

The breeze blows the leaves, and the fallen leaves only inadvertently reveal the trajectory of the breeze, and the footwork of the spirit pattern before him is like this fallen leaf, which only depicts a corner of the spirit pattern.

From falling leaves to streamers, from streamers to his own spirit pattern footwork, Ye Nan touched the bypass at the moment, and felt that the bottlenecks in his skills were all broken.

Squatting on the ground, Ye Nan's fingers hit the ground, this time he didn't draw as carefully as before, and then swiped straight through.

Ye Nan's drawing at this moment was like a straight line, but if you look closely, you will find that this straight line contains winding and twisting lines.

The moment this straight line was drawn, a spiritual pattern ripple spread out. But Ye Nan sensed the fluctuation of the spirit pattern, and frowned slightly: "This is also just a corner of the spirit pattern!"

muttering to himself, Ye Nan's palms still didn't stop, carving them on the ground one by one.

His speed was unusually fast, as if he was just scratching marks on the ground, drawing straight lines and spreading spirit lines.

When Ye Nan drew hundreds of straight lines, his fingers suddenly flickered, and a straight line was drawn, and the spirit patterns on it made Ye Nan sweat all over his body, and his body quickly dodged.

Kiss!

With this crisp sound, Ye Nan only felt that his heart was beating wildly, and he knew that he was just a little short of it, and he was very likely to die under the power of the spirit pattern he had depicted.

"What kind of bastard did a good thing? Woke up your chicken grandpa, get out of here!!"

At this moment, in Ye Nan's internal space, an angry voice sounded, making his face happy.

"Wake up!"

Ye Nan's figure flashed, and he entered the space, and then he saw the Laipi chicken standing proudly at the moment, the chicken feathers all over his body were rising, and the small corns were spinning around, radiating a fierce light, as if he had fallen into the form of a fighting.

After seeing that it was Ye Nan who came in, Laipi Chicken's expression was relaxed, the chicken feathers on his body slowly drooped down, and he looked at Ye Nan with tilted eyes:

"What the hell are you kid doing? Master Benji's little liver is about to pop out!"