In the woods, under the muddy swamp, Chu Fei's face was pale, and after five or six seconds of effort, he had not fully recovered. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother, I hate you, I don't need to smash you, you're a villain, I don't like you anymore. Xiaoxiao kept complaining at the moment, and almost had a handful of tears and snot.

When Chu Fei came to his senses, he said leisurely: "Little guy, you said that you don't want to smash people, and there is no one who can't smash the formation." Oh my God, you're so good at pumping, you're going to drain me out. ”

Chu Fei, who was gritting his teeth, was very happy, because he had just discovered a wonderful use of the Linglong Ding, that is, he could continuously convey his true qi into the Linglong Ding, and then burst out all at once.

Up to now, Chu Fei still didn't know how much True Qi Linglong Ding could absorb, he had delivered dozens of times his True Qi, but Linglong Ding didn't feel a little full, everything was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it was only a drop in the bucket compared to its capacity.

In fact, that natural formation was originally extremely powerful, but without the core of Linglong Ding, its power was drastically reduced. That's how Chu Fei was given a chance to pick up the leak. Otherwise, with only the strength of his eightfold Qi cultivation, trying to smash the formation would be like a fool's dream.

The two talked for a long time, and then they laughed with relief, Chu Fei did not forget his real goal, which was to find a suitable blood mist flower.

Chu Fei encountered a problem, that is, he couldn't ingest the small amount into his body at all. Now it's a big problem, ordinary magic weapons can be cultivated in the dantian after sacrificing love, but small is completely different, no matter how Chu Fei commands, he just can't get in.

This made Chu Fei and Xiao Xiao sad, and finally under great pressure, Xiao Xiao comprehended a small spell, that is, to shrink his body again.

When the delicate tripod the size of a fingernail fell into Chu Fei's pocket, Chu Fei felt the power of this super magic weapon. Then he leaned over and quietly disappeared into place.

At the same time, in the fifth layer, Xie Feng put his hands behind his back and looked at the huge pit with an indifferent expression. When he entered the fifth layer, it was already empty, and even the smell of blood on the ground had been completely absorbed by Xiaoxiao.

He looked cold, indifferent to all beings, stretched out a hand, and a drop of incomparably black blood rolled on his fingertips, the blood beads continued to boil and condense, as if to express his dissatisfaction with everything.

"Soon, wait, soon. Xie Feng, who looked evil, just kept repeating a sentence, and in his eyes, there was no trace of human brilliance.

He seemed to be here only for this drop of blood, and as for other things, he never seemed to care, or rather, he didn't need anything but this blood.

The two take what they need, and they are all right, but what is this drop of things flowing out of the exquisite tripod makes people have infinite suspicions.

Chu Fei didn't know that this drop of blood appeared, and even Xiaoxiao didn't know what it was, two heartless guys were running wildly in the woods.

"It's over, I almost found a circle on the third layer, but I didn't find the slightest shadow of the blood mist flower, damn it, it must have been picked up by that group of monks, now it's okay, I made a flower similar to the blood mist flower, but it is completely different from the blood mist flower, and eating it is simply death." Chu Fei sighed, but he couldn't find what he needed most.

When he searched the last corner, there was a helpless wry smile on his face: "It's okay now, it's all empty in the end." ”

Seeing this, Xiaoxiao seemed to want to be comforted, but the immature it couldn't say why, just shook twice and closed its mouth.

"The only hope for the Blood Mist Flower now is to participate in the Dan King Competition. But as soon as he thought of this thing, the wry smile on Chu Fei's face was a little more, because he knew with his toes that if such a change occurred in the Misty Swamp, he would not continue the Dan King Competition.

Soon, Chu Fei thought of the small man in his hand who was the initiator, and hurriedly asked, "Xiaoxiao, can you shroud the white mist over this swamp again?"

When Xiao Xiao heard this, he began to shake again, this shaking, Chu Fei's face became snow-white again, every time this little guy moved, he had to drain most of Chu Fei's true qi, so that he had a hard time.

Xiao Xiao also seemed to know that his appetite was huge, and when the darkness came down, he whispered: "Brother, just wait for me to vomit again, now you put me on the ground, and I am proud to cover this place with white smoke."

Chu Fei heard that Xiao Xiao Mao recommended himself, and hurriedly put the little guy in the open space in the distance. In an instant, a wisp of white mist rose out and slowly broke through the trees and drifted into the sky.

Gradually, the white mist began to thicken, and began to reflect the formation on the ground. In less than half an hour, everything seemed to be back to its original state.

After doing all this, Xiao Xiao shouted excitedly: "Brother, I only need to pull a little more, and I can seal all this space, this thing can be used as a quilt for me to sleep comfortably." After saying that, he shook his body again, and naturally flew into Chu Fei's pocket.

At this moment, Chu Fei's whole person was like a human dry, his withered yellow eyes looked at the original hair weakly, and his dry throat couldn't make any sound, and only after five seconds did Chu Fei shout: "Qiao Linglong! I'm really going to be drained by you this time." You're moving on your own, I'm really dead. ”

Xiaoxiao seemed to be a little unhappy, he had obviously done good things, but he couldn't be praised, so he actually played a child's temper and began to twist his body constantly.

In this way, Chu Fei's face kept switching between iron blue and ruddy, but it was a little more weird.

Hundreds of miles away, several monks flying in the sky began to notice that the fog around them was constantly thickening, and a feeling of flexibility began to wrap around their bodies. For the monks who had lived next to the Misty Swamp for hundreds of years, this thing was all too familiar to them, and all this feeling told them that the Misty Swamp was once again restored to its original form.

For a while, the crisis in Misty City began to contact, and all the killing of scattered cultivators began to stop, and even the disciples of the sect gathered happily, ready to carry the glory from the Liuyun Sect.

Everything comes from a small tripod, and this small tripod can control so many monks, from the small qi training, to the big Yuanying, and even outside the nine heavens, there are people who are overwhelmed by it.