Although the skeleton consciousness grows extremely fast, it is just like an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, and in the face of the threat of death, the former is desperate to block in front of Wang Xiaofan! So when its meaning dissipates at the last moment, Wang Xiaofan feels its reluctance, and the killing thoughts in his heart have been buried deep in his heart, and this Wei Zhuang will definitely die!

Ouyang Zun's voice paused, Shaoqing sighed, and said slowly: "Your skeleton spirit pet soul fire is extremely tough, although it is broken at this moment, it has not completely dispersed. I have something in my hand to keep it alive. The voice fell, and a water wave-like vortex suddenly appeared in the space in front of Wang Xiaofan, and a pale cyan jade bottle slowly flew out of it and fell into his hand. Inside this jade bottle, a drop of milky white and faintly fluorescent emulsion flowed slowly.

"This thing is called the Ten Thousand Years Bell Spirit Liquid, which has a great effect on the original god, and it is dripped into the skull of this skull to keep the soul fire from being extinguished, and there will definitely be a chance of complete recovery in the future. ”

Hearing this, Wang Xiaofan's eyes suddenly burst into a cloud of essence, held the jade bottle tightly in his hand, and directly turned around and walked towards the broken head that was only left of the skeleton.

With the skeleton skull as the center, hundreds of blood skeletons fell on one knee, and their heads were buried deep in the ground, exuding endless sadness. At this moment, seeing Wang Xiaofan walking quickly, they flashed out of a passage, and the soul flames in the eye hole jumped endlessly, all showing anticipation.

Wang Xiaofan stretched out his hand to hold the skeleton head in his arms, waved his hand to break the prohibition on the jade bottle, and dripped the 10,000-year-old bell spirit liquid into it along the wound.

When the 10,000-year-old bell spirit liquid entered the skull, it was suspended in the center, suddenly exuding a layer of misty color, enveloping the entire skull. Under this shroud of color, the scattered orange soul flames were absorbed and condensed into small clusters, like a candle flame, jumping little by little.

Although this soul fire is extremely weak at the moment, it is desperately absorbing the soul repair energy contained in the 10,000-year-old spirit emulsion, and the consciousness breath of the skeleton under Wang Xiaofan's Yuan Shen induction reappeared, but it was countless times weaker than before, and it was in a deep sleep at the moment.

Wang Xiaofan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the murderous intent in his eyes was also slightly resolved because of this. At the same time, the hundreds of blood skeletons around them let out an excited roar in unison, obviously sensing that the aura of the king's disappearance had reappeared!

Wang Xiaofan carefully took the skeleton skeleton in his hand, put it into a separate spirit bag with his backhand, and then reached out in front of him again, and the hundred blood skeletons were also taken away.

A few steps forward, Wang Xiaofan bowed respectfully, and said gratefully: "Zhenjun gave him a treasure to save the spirit pet in the next, Wang Xiaofan is grateful!" At this point, he paused slightly, and replied: "Today's juniors have a great enmity with these people, and Zhenjun came to the rescue, although the juniors did not dare to object, but also asked Zhenjun to let him make an oath that he would not be embarrassed with me in the future." ”

"In addition, the two purple qi swords in Wei Zhuang's hands also need to be handed over to the subordinates, and the right to compensate for hurting my spiritual pet today!"

Hiss!

Outside the first-line gorge, there was a sudden sound of neat gasps, and those who had seen bold but had not seen such bold, not only was they disrespectful to the Yuanying monk, but they actually dared to bargain at this moment!

Ouyang Zun's voice obviously fell silent, and he seemed to be quite surprised that Wang Xiaofan had such courage.

"Hehe, what an interesting little guy, although the old man rescued a few of them, you have some resentment in your heart, but I have already given you the Ten Thousand Year Spirit Lotion to save the skeleton spirit pet. ”

"Besides, I blocked this blow and saved you a lot of trouble, otherwise if you kill all these people, I'm afraid that you have already made enemies with the sects of various states before you leave the trial realm, and you must not want to see this matter, right?"

"But the old man is at a loss today, not to mention that several of them were all defeated in your hands, and these two purple qi swords should also belong to you. After that, without any movement, the two purple qi swords in the Weizhuang storage bag flew out on their own and landed in front of Wang Xiaofan in an instant. At this moment, although the former was full of unwillingness, he did not dare to show any different colors.

"Today's incident happened in my Ouyang family's trial realm, and you can't retaliate for personal gain in the future, otherwise the old man will be severely punished!" Although Ouyang Zun's voice was flat, there was still a cold sweat behind Na Weizhuang and the others, and they all respectfully should be.

"This is the end of the matter, and you can no longer fight, but leave here. When the voice fell, the huge handiwork of more than two hundred zhang instantly dissipated, and the blossoms formed by the spiritual qi also withered.

The Heaven Turning Seal instantly burst out with a burst of earth-colored divine light, and instantly shrunk into Wang Xiaofan's hands, and his consciousness exuded a sense of fear. After Yuan Shen appeased him, Wang Xiaofan put the Heaven-Turning Seal into the storage bag with his backhand, and then his brows were tightly furrowed, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes.

As a Yuanying monk, he naturally has his arrogance, Wang Xiaofan thinks that if he changes his identity with this Ouyang family ancestor today, he is afraid that he will definitely not have the same mind as the other party, and he can tolerate a junior who is repeatedly aggressive, but this person has no intention of being angry at all. If the reason is because this old guy admires himself very much, Wang Xiaofan is not the same as if he was killed, but he couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he sighed slightly and suppressed this thought for the time being. When he raised his head, his gaze swept around, but all the monks of all sects who looked at him showed awe in their eyes.

In today's battle, Wang Xiaofan defeated the two of Yin Jizi Weizhuang with the strength of one person, no matter how much cultivation is a magic weapon, he will overwhelm the monks of all factions in the eight states, and it will attract the Ouyang family's ancestor to make a move, and it will be highly praised!

This kind of thing, with the departure of all the monks in the trial realm today, will inevitably spread throughout the entire eight states in a short period of time, and Wang Xiaofan's name should resound throughout the entire eight states, and he will become the first person of the younger generation of monks in the eight states cultivation realm!

Wang Xiaofan took a deep breath, and his eyes did not glance at the two Wei Zhuang Yin Jizi who were full of resentment, because from today onwards, the two of them would no longer be worthy of being his opponents!

Outside the first line of gorges, many monks looked at the tall back, glanced at each other, and then followed forward with a sigh, but no one dared to go beyond him by half a step.

Wang Xiaofan looked at the three-zhang whirlpool in front of him, and whispered in his heart: "Collect all nine purple qi swords and become the master of the purple qi hall, I don't know if this is true?"

After saying that, a fiery color flashed in his eyes, and then he took a step, and his figure disappeared suddenly!