Wu Rong heard that Ye Chen had also decided to stay in the porcupine forest, and his thin face showed a trace of disdain.

'There are more than ten members of my Wu family's monks, and they have dozens of spiritual fields, and there is also a spiritual valley shop business in the immortal city. Not counting the monks of the Wu family, there were no less than dozens of low-level Qi refining stage cultivators and martial artists hired by the Wu family. ’

Although it is not comparable to the strong power of those great immortal cultivator families, it is by no means comparable to ordinary cultivators. ’

"Among this group of dozens of Qi Refining Stage cultivators, only Yuan Hong, a disciple of the Yuan family, is qualified to be my opponent. For generations, the Yuan family has been mainly engaged in alchemy, operating a medium-sized pill workshop. The family's human and financial resources are almost on par with my Wu family. ’

'This surnamed Ye is just a small casual cultivator who has no family roots, even if he is a second-level cultivator in the Qi refining period, what qualifications does he have to compare with the two of us?! Treating him as an opponent will only lower his status. ’

Wu Rong thought in his heart, snorted lightly, and said loudly to Yuan Hong, "Yuan Hong, you and I will compete to kill the demon porcupine, and see who can kill a first-order demon porcupine first, how about it?!"

"Okay! The adult demon porcupine has the strength of the third layer of the Qi refining period, and the difficulty of hunting and killing is extremely high. But it is precisely because of this that it is exciting enough to kill. You and I will compete to see who will kill the first demon porcupine first within a month. ”

Yuan Hong said lightly.

The two of them talked, and Ye Chen was not counted in the hunt for demon porcupines at all.

Ye Chen's face was expressionless, with a spirit knife in his belt, and without saying a word, he turned around and went to the porcupine forest alone, looking for a suitable place to cultivate.

Wu Rong took the reins of the Flame Spirit Horse, glanced at Ye Chen's departing back, and said contemptuously, "Even if he knows each other, he knows that he is not worthy of being with you and me! A civilian cultivator at the second level of the Qi Refining Period, without weighing his identity, actually dares to compare with you and me! If he dares to fight Yun Xin's idea, Lao Tzu has to clean him up ruthlessly, and let him know his weight!"

"You and I, in the end, no matter who wins or loses, we are convinced. What is he going to fight with you and me! Leave him alone, kill the demon porcupine. ”

Yuan Hong nodded approvingly.

The two sons of the Immortal City Little Cultivator Immortal Family went separately towards the Demon Porcupine Forest

Porcupine grove and the edge of the Sunset Field, a relatively safe place.

Ye Chen silently used his mana, sacrificed a fireball, and blasted towards the open space in front of him. After releasing dozens of small fireballs in one go, his mana was almost exhausted. "There should still be a small amount of residual mana in the body, squeeze them out and put the last fireball!"

Ye Chen desperately squeezed out the extremely small amount of mana remaining in the meridians in his body, his body trembled slightly, gathering all the mana together, and the last small fireball condensed above his palm.

Rumble!

Ye Chen hit the last fireball, and finally exhausted, sat down on the grass, began to meditate, and drank a sip of low-grade Chen Sangling wine.

Chen mulberry wine moisturized his large and small meridians, and the depleted mana in the meridians gradually came out. This kind of cultivation is of great help to expand the capacity of mana.

A small bottle of Chen Sang Spirit Wine, the price of Xiancheng is three spirit stones, but it is only enough for a monk in the Qi refining period to use for a short hour, and it is also used sparingly. Ye Chen himself could brew in the Brewing Pavilion of the Immortal Mansion, which was more than half cheaper.

However, even if he could brew it by himself, with Ye Chen's crazy speed of consuming mana, the amount of spirit wine consumed every day was quite amazing, exceeding more than a dozen spirit stones.

In Heavenly Mist Immortal Yuan City, there were very few Qi refining stage cultivators who dared to consume precious spirit wine to cultivate spells like this. They usually only use spirit stones to restore mana, and spirit wine is only used to restore mana in emergency situations.

When the mana was full, Ye Chen immediately jumped up and began to practice the Fireball Technique again.

Ye Chen didn't have the heart to pay attention to what Wu Rong and Yuan Hong were thinking.

He had no intention of hunting the demon porcupine with these two in the first place. Staying near this porcupine forest is just to facilitate cultivation.

"Cultivate the primordial spirit, cultivate spells!"

This was Ye Chen's only thought. The strong pressure of the eighth-layer cultivator of the Qi refining period forced him not to relax for a moment.

Time passed day by day in such an all-out cultivation.

Three days later.

"The ninety runes of the Fireball Law Seal are finally all lit up!"

Ye Chen's divine sense swept over the fireball magic seal next to the primordial god, carefully looked at all the runes, and a fine light flashed in his eyes, revealing a happy smile.

Call!

Ye Chen raised his hand, and a full and round fireball appeared above his palm. This fireball, originally the size of an egg, has become the size of an adult's palm, and the power alone is many times greater.

He pushed forward with one hand, and the fireball flew out.

Rumble!

A huge tree in front of it, the hard torso, was directly blown to pieces, and it burned violently, and the giant tree collapsed with a bang, burning to ashes in the flames.

"The power of the explosion can be almost a thousand catties of force, and the burning damage of the additional fire flames can spread to a range of three zhang, this is the ultimate power of the small fireball! ”

Ye Chen quickly estimated the power of the small fireball at this time.

To be honest, the power of a small fireball is similar to the sixth whirlwind slash of the Tiger Leaping Sword Technique, which is a range attack. However, the small fireball also has a terrifying flame to burn, and it has a wider range.

The most important thing is that a Qi Refining Stage cultivator can attack an enemy ten zhang away from a distance with a small fireball, and this advantage is completely incomparable to the sword qi of a martial artist.

With such a fireball hit, any town-level martial artist had to lie down

"Next up is Wind Resistant!"

Ye Chen was in a small forest, running frantically against the wind.

An extremely fast figure almost turned into a gust of wind, a shadow that was difficult to catch. One hour, two hours. Sweat almost soaked through his clothes, and bursts of intense tiredness hit him, and his body seemed to have reached the limit of what it could bear.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, bearing the tremor of every inch of muscles.

A few days later.

"Wind Seal, sixty percent!"

"Seventy percent!"

"Ninety percent!"

"One hundred percent! More than 100 runes of the Wind Resisting Law Seal are all lit up!"

Ye Chen's divine sense swept over and was pleasantly surprised to find that every rune of the Wind Resisting Law Seal was emitting a brilliant red light.

"Resist the wind, burst into the extreme speed of the sprint, and rush ten feet away in the blink of an eye. It can float a few feet in the air at a low altitude for a relatively short period of time. ”

Ye Chen rushed against the wind, feeling the astonishing speed, and the shadows of the trees on both sides flashed rapidly.

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