At the beginning of this world, a Blood Spirit Fruit Tree was born, and for millions of years, it has been rooted in the deepest part of the Million Barbarian Territory.

As the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force became thinner and thinner, this Blood Spirit Fruit Tree gradually withered, and the last Blood Spirit Fruit on the tree was plucked by a barbarian great witch ten thousand years ago, and the tree turned into a pinch of dust.

The barbarian great witch spent a hundred years, and finally took his own life and refined this blood spirit fruit into a blood puppet bead. This blood puppet bead was passed down from generation to generation in the tribe of this barbarian great witch as the treasure of the Zhen clan, and then it almost traveled to the hands of the Five Miao Sect.

From the origin of this blood puppet bead, you can see the extraordinaryness of this bead, in this 10,000 years, this blood puppet bead has long been psychic, and Wuha was able to steal it at the beginning, but also because the machine spirit living in this bead wants to be free with the help of Wuha's power.

During these times, this machine spirit is also secretly taking away Wuha's body, if it weren't for the barbarian old man and Yuhui and others chasing here, or in less than half a year, this Wuha would have been completely taken away.

And now that such a change has suddenly happened, this parasitic spirit in the blood bead is also out of order, Dona and Wuha are dead, and the blood bead will inevitably fall into the hands of the Ping Barbarian Division.

This machine spirit knew very well that the Chu people would not treat this evil blood puppet bead so respectfully like the barbarians, and most of them would be destroyed. If the Blood Golem Bead is destroyed, then its artifact spirit that lives in the bead will also be destroyed.

This machine spirit still wanted to occupy the human body and go to see this flower world, so he was so willing to be annihilated, so he took advantage of everyone's unpreparedness to get into Yan Fang's body, wanting to take the opportunity to take it.

And the reason why Yan Fang was chosen was purely coincidental, and it was a hasty choice in a panic.

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Yan Fang, who was originally standing on the side watching the battle, was not surprised to see this blood bead flying towards him, so he felt a sharp pain, and then fainted.

After Yan Fang gradually regained consciousness, he found that he was in a darkness, and in the center of that darkness was a purple-gold copper bowl that emitted a faint light, and this heaven and earth was Yan Fang's divine consciousness world.

At this time, in addition to black and purple-gold, a third color appeared in this world, which was blood red.

As soon as this red with a strong smell of blood appeared, it occupied a small half of the divine consciousness world, and it was constantly spreading.

When this divine consciousness world turned into a blood-red, Yan Fang's body was completely taken away by the blood puppet bead.

Yan Fang naturally didn't want this to happen, but he was only an invisible consciousness in this divine consciousness world, and he could only watch the blood-red snake gradually devour the darkness around him.

I don't know how long it took, two-thirds of the world was stained blood-red.

Not only that, but the thousands of blood-red snakes were still eating away at the darkness around them.

Yan Fang was anxious but had nothing to do, at this moment, the purple-gold copper bowl in the center of this world suddenly began to emit a strong light, and a violent fluctuation spread out in all directions with the purple-gold copper bowl as the center of the circle.

It's like a sleeping beast that has finally lost its patience after repeated provocations, and roars to declare that this is its territory.

The thousands of blood-red snakes seemed to be stunned, and not only stopped expanding, but also faintly retreated some distance.

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Shangzhou Prefecture Yabeyuan

"Senior brother, Yan Fang has been in a coma for a day, why hasn't he woken up yet?" Mo Sisi looked at Yan Fang lying on the wooden bed worriedly, his eyes slightly red.

"This blood golem is trying to take it away. Yuhui's eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes showed unconcealed worry and self-blame.

"Take... Then how can we help Yan Fang. ”

"This kind of thing can't help even an ordinary Futu Realm powerhouse, maybe it's just like a heart Dao powerhouse like Uncle Gu or an existence like an ancestor.

Now I can't find such a master, I can only look at the creation of my junior brother. The fish replied heavily.

The girl frowned when she heard this, and looked worriedly at the boy who had been asleep all day.

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Yan Fang's divine consciousness world

Although the purple-gold copper bowl exuded strong fluctuations again and again, expelling the approaching blood-red snakes, it also slowed down the erosion of the Divine Consciousness World, and seeing that three-quarters of this world was already dyed blood-red.

Yan Fang saw that his divine consciousness world was about to change hands, and he was anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

The most terrible thing in this world is not death, but the process of waiting for death. What's even more tragic is that in the process, I can't even resist stubbornly.

Maybe it was because he saw it, or maybe there was no way anyway, Yan Fang no longer paid attention to the process of this blood puppet bead invading his own divine consciousness world. This wisp of consciousness began to wander into the world.

"I don't know if my brother's cooking skills have improved again, has the old man gone to the teahouse to listen to books recently, I shouldn't have been there, after all, there are so many things in the kitchen, and the senior brother can't be busy alone.

Sister Wan'er should go back to Yuezhou, as well as Sister Jiyue and Sister Qingfeng, before going out, I specially asked me to bring the fat powder of Qiqiao Zhai back, and now I am going to miss the appointment.

Having said that, I have been to Fuhu Mountain for more than half a year, and I don't seem to know a few of my classmates, nor have I visited the mountains much, and I either stay in the yard or go to the library to borrow books every day, so I don't know how I got over before in such boring days.

The old gentleman in the library building is still very good, not at all like a master of cultivation like an old scholar, and he borrowed me a book of flow surgery last time. Said it might be used in the future. It's going to die now, and it's useless. ”

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"By the way, the flow technique is used to strengthen the inner world, and when you practice to a higher realm, you can also condense the flow of the heart in your divine consciousness to resist the ghosts. It's just a good fit!"

At this time, Yan Fang was like a death row prisoner who had been dragged to the execution ground waiting to be beheaded, and was suddenly told that he didn't need to die immediately and was on probation.

Originally, I didn't report hope and waited for death, but when hope appeared, I didn't want to die, and I was desperately thinking about how to grasp this life-saving straw.

Yan Fang began to recall the trick of this flow technique.

Although I have only seen it once, the memory of a cultivator is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and if it is not forgotten, it is not far behind.

Yan Fang turned over the memory that had been thrown in the corner again, and silently recited the trick of the flow technique over and over again.

There is no nail in the mountain, and there is no concept of time in this world of divine consciousness, and the only thing that can be used to prove that time is flowing is the ever-changing blood-red coverage area.

Before, while Yan Fang was constantly silently reciting this obscure method and comprehending the mystery, those blood-red snakes were naturally not idle, constantly eroding the remaining territory belonging to Yan Fang.

But when only a small piece of the purple-gold bronze bowl was left before it was dyed blood-red, the erosion finally stopped. ‘

Of course, it was Yan Fang who made the move, and after reciting the magic technique at least 10,000 times, he finally penetrated a little bit of this flow technique and gained some control of his divine consciousness world.

He began to drive the purple bronze bowl to banish the insatiable blood-red serpents. At first, he could barely hold on to his last territory, but as time went on, he gained more and more control and began to gradually regain lost territory.

The purple-gold beast began to gain the upper hand, devouring the blood-red snakes around it bit by bit.

Ninety, eighty, seventy, fifty, three...

The living space of the blood-red snakes in the world of divine consciousness became less and less, and they were finally suppressed to a small corner.

In front of this small lake of blood is an endless sea of purple and gold, which is constantly expelling this last ghost...

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Shangzhou Prefecture Yabeyuan

Yan Fang, who was lying on the wooden bed with his lips tightly closed, suddenly opened his mouth, and the blood puppet beads that exuded demonic blood light were forced out of his body by Yan Fang.

The fish that had been guarding the room was overjoyed when he saw this, and sacrificed the Qiankun bag to suppress the blood beads that had been channeled.

At this time, Yan Fang on the wooden bed also opened his eyes with great effort, and Mo Sisi, who was guarding the bedside, saw that Yan Fang had woken up, and shouted happily:

"Senior brother, Yan Fang is awake. ”

The fish who had just taken back the Qiankun bag turned his head and saw the young man who had woken up, and his face also showed a hint of joy. In the past few days that Yan Fang has been in a coma, Yu Hui has always blamed himself, and only now that he saw Yan Fang wake up, a hanging heart was put down.

Yan Fang looked at the two people who had been guarding him these days, and a trace of warmth surged in his heart. At this moment, he felt that the originally scattered heaven and earth spiritual qi in his body had gathered together, and it seemed that he could merge qi into a sea at any time, in other words, he could break through to the qi sea realm at any time.

"I found the opportunity to break through to the Qi Sea Realm and also started the flow technique, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise. Yan Fang smiled bitterly and thought...