"Poor Dao Zhang Fan, a Qi practitioner in Zhongnan Mountain, I want to use two peaches here in exchange for two drops of essence blood, I don't know if it's possible?"

Zhang Fan held three peaches in his hand, and said while eating, not caring about the greed on the faces of the three of them at all, his movements were still chic, and he was not in a hurry.

The man in black stared at Pan Tao, glanced at the round-faced monk again, and said coldly: "If you don't hide it from Daoyou, you can do it, but now that we are facing a big enemy, I'm afraid we can't help Daoyou." ”

"The great enemy, just a monk, as long as the two of them give the essence blood and the poor Dao, the poor Dao will ensure that the two of them are fine......."

"Boy, I advise you not to meddle in things, the poor monk is to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and do the right thing for the sky, if you dare to interfere again, it is against the sky. Otherwise, don't blame the poor monk for being unkind to you. ”

"Noise! Is there any room for you to speak?"

Before Zhang Fan's essence blood could be seen, and before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the monk, who snorted coldly and threw his fist towards the monk.

Bang bang, one after another, endlessly.

Zhang Fan didn't care about anything else, he used his fists, simple and rude, and every golden fist pounded on the bowl and Zen staff, it was thumping and domineering.

As for the colorful glow of the bowl, it didn't seem to have any effect on him.

It wasn't until more than a hundred punches later that the round-faced monk was beaten and flew out, spurting blood from his mouth and languishing.

The White Lady and the Black Snake King next to him were already shocked, their faces changed drastically, and their eyes looking at Zhang Fan were full of fear and incredulity.

"The bowl, the Zen staff, the material is quite hard, is it an acquired spiritual treasure?"

Zhang Fan waved his hand and accepted the two treasures, and guessed in his mouth.

"This fellow Daoist, these are our two drops of essence blood, that, our peach?"

The Black Snake King had two drops of essence blood hanging in his hand, and he stared at Zhang Fan nervously, for fear that he would backtrack.

"You are still acquaintances, take two peaches, and give them to you. That little monk, you, come here. Tell me, what are those two magic weapons, the bowl and the Zen staff?"

"Those are two acquired spiritual treasures, I advise you to return the poor monk, otherwise, you will be hunted down by my Buddha and never die!"

The round-faced monk looked resentful, his face was fearless, and he threatened Zhang Fan.

"If you dare to talk nonsense, I'll send you to the West Heaven now. These two acquired spirit treasures, the method of refining, can be used as a reference for one or two, and the harvest is not bad. ”

Then, Zhang Fan no longer bothered with the three of them and fled towards the next target.

Busy, a month's time, quickly passed.

At this time, Zhang Fan had already collected enough blood from thirty-six great goblins, and there was still a little redundancy. Two of the drops of essence blood, namely Jiao Demon King and Black Dragon's, were swallowed by the Yellow Dragon, and their cultivation soared, reaching Xuan Immortal, only half a step away, they could reach the Golden Immortal, comparable to Zhang Fan's cultivation.

Moreover, the essence of Kwai Shui, after preliminary testing, does have a harmonizing effect on the physical body, making it more pure and innocent, and can accelerate the progress of the Nine Transformations Xuangong, but unfortunately, it is a little less.

A month later, Zhang Fan came to a temple and wrote the words 'Huanghuaguan', and the Taoist hall was ordinary, only a few dozen zhang in size.

Huanghuaguan, similar to the general gym, has no sense of beauty, is unpretentious, and returns to the basics.

The mountain is surrounded by pavilions, and the stream surrounds the pavilions. The miscellaneous trees in front of the door are dense, the wild flowers outside the house are fragrant and gorgeous, the egrets perched among the willows, as flawless as the jade in the smoke, and the yellow warbler in the peach is like gold in the fire.

In the Taoist temple, there is a person, the centipede is proficient, he wears a red gold crown, wears a black Taoist robe, and steps on a pair of bronzing boots, his face is like melon iron, his eyes are like bright stars, and his face is resolute, like a Taoist person.

Zhang Fan looked at it from a distance for a moment, thinking that this was his last goal, so he walked in. As soon as he entered, he sat cross-legged opposite the centipede spirit, sitting quietly, not moving.

"This Daoist brother, I don't know what happened to my Huanghuaguan?"

"Poor Daoist Zhang Fan, I have seen the Taoist chief, and he is polite. There is only one thing for the poor Dao to come here, and if you want to change a drop of the Dao Chief's essence blood, please ask the Dao Chief's permission. ”

As soon as the centipede spirit heard the essence blood, his face turned dark, and he flatly refused: "Essence blood?

"A peach, a ripe one in nine thousand years, a drop of essence blood, compared with the two, which is more important, the Taoist chief should have a plan. Poor Dao is full of sincerity, and he asks the Taoist chief not to shirk. ”

Zhang Fan frowned, saluted first and then soldiers, and persuaded him with good words.

"No, I recently need to refine an elixir, which has lasted for several years, and the loss of essence and blood is too great, so I must keep my body safe. Otherwise, if the pill can't be refined, it will be a big loss. ”

The centipede refuses again, and tells the reason.

"The essence of the Taoist chief, the poor Taoist ambition will be obtained, and the Taoist chief is also asked to be accommodating and ......."

"Since Brother Dao insists on doing this, he is forced to force each other, then I will learn from Brother Dao's tricks. ”

"Bang bang bang!"

The centipede spirit was furious by Zhang Fan, and with a wave of his sleeves, the furnishings in the hall, seats, chairs, futons, tea houses, etc., all burst open.

Suddenly, there was an emptiness between the two, standing opposite each other, and the swords were tense.

The two of them each hold a sword, and the swordsmanship is easy to grasp, you come and go, ordinary, but there is great power, the bell sounds, and the sound shocks the sky.

In the snap of their fingers, the two fought thousands of times back and forth before they stopped, looking at each other, both extremely solemn.

However, the centipede essence is full of power, but Zhang Fan is merciful, because he wants to try what is special about the golden light emitted by the thousand eyes.

After another 10,000 rounds, the centipede spirit gradually became impatient, so he untied his clothes and took off his black uniform, revealing a thousand eyes under his ribs, which looked terrifying and terrifying.

"Brother Dao, you are looking for death by yourself, don't blame me!"

The centipede essence was also beaten out of the real fire, and as soon as his voice fell, under his two ribs, the yellow mist of the forest rose, like a cloud, shrouded in the surroundings.

And those thousand eyes emitted golden light, swishing, all of them shot towards Zhang Fan.

At the same time, Zhang Fan was also engrossed in the centipede's wide clothes and did not relax at all. As soon as he came into contact with the yellow mist, as soon as he was illuminated by the golden light, he felt that his mana was stagnant, his body snorted, and his whole body was a little weak.

He hurriedly moved out, holding the golden rainbow sword in his hand, and used a sword to slash the sky, and then attacked with all his strength without leaving his hand.

Sonorous, sonorous!

"Brother Dao, Brother Dao, essence blood, I will hand it over, I will hand it over immediately. ”

After a few swords, the centipede spirit clenched his fists again and again, begging for mercy.

Zhang Fan looked at the bloodstained centipede essence, sneered on his face, and teased: "Yes, the loss of essence and blood, isn't it delaying your alchemy? Won't you refining? Wouldn't your loss be very big in this way? Do you need me to compensate you?"

"Dao Chief, this is a drop of my essence blood, that kind of elixir, it is okay to refine it later, I have offended a lot before, and I hope that Daoist friends will forgive me. ”

In the end, Zhang Fan took the essence blood and gave away a peach, and then moved away.