Chapter 113: Threat
The huge whirlpool reappeared, frantically converging into Ye Xiu's body, and the Thousand Feet Immortal Spirit Pool appeared in people's eyes at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"This, damn it, at his speed, he will refine the spirit liquid of this fairy spirit pool in a short time!"
"Whoever stops him, hurry! Otherwise, he will rob you and me of the opportunity to break through the Yudan!"
"How much can you refine, otherwise Lao Tzu won't have anything at all, hum!"
The group of monks finally reacted from their shock, but no one took action, and hurried to refine at a fast pace.
After a while, the immortal spirit pool several meters deep appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the spiritual liquid was quickly transformed into energy by Ye Xiu.
Eighty-five, ninety, ninety-five, one hundred.
The power cyclone in Ye Xiu's body quickly condensed, and all the cyclones continued to rotate, and a domineering momentum emanated from Ye Xiu's body.
At this time, Jiang Ziqing looked at Ye Xiu's eyes with shock, she thought that she was used to Ye Xiu, but she didn't expect him to be able to refine the spiritual liquid at such a terrifying speed, several times faster than when she broke through. The most amazing thing is that his body is not saturated, like a bottomless pit. You know, she just absorbs some and can't continue to absorb it.
"Damn! why doesn't he stop, why won't he be saturated, why!" At this time, Crazy Kill's eyes showed murderous intent, and his eyes were red when he looked at Ye Xiu.
The minds of the others were not much different, looking at Ye Xiu, they wanted to tear him apart. However, they did not leave, and they were still desperately refining.
The liquid in the fairy spirit pool disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually revealing the bottom of the pool, and as Ye Xiu's momentum increased, the refining speed increased instead of decreasing.
One hundred and six, one hundred and seven, one hundred and eight!
"Boom!"
When the power cyclone in Ye Xiu's body reached one hundred and eight, his momentum suddenly exploded, setting off a storm of spiritual qi and impacting away.
"What?"
"It's so strong, physique!"
"Damn, it's gone!"
When Ye Xiu had just condensed the one hundred and eighth power vortex, the spiritual liquid in the entire immortal spirit pool had just been refined by him, revealing the bottom of the fine sand pool, and everyone's faces at this time were gloomy and terrifying.
"It's so strong!" Ye Xiu opened his eyes, and the essence light inside him exploded, and a powerful momentum rose out.
"Something is wrong!" Ye Xiu felt his body full of strength, and a question instantly surfaced in his mind.
He could feel that if he faced that False Dan stage skeleton again, he would be able to blast it up alive on *, and the bloody hand would be able to kill it easily.
He is now building the foundation of the physical body, which is equivalent to the cultivation of the middle stage. Why is there such a big gap between the same second realm? Could it be that the refining body is really stable and refining qi, then why is the refining body in the first vein declining?
Just when Ye Xiu was full of thoughts, the disciples of the three major sects had already arrived.
"Boy, are you too domineering, refining all the spiritual liquid, you don't take us seriously, or are you really too stupid, ha?" A scarred man in the Hongwu Dojo stretched out his head and said with an extremely exaggerated expression.
Ye Xiu snickered inwardly, this big man's appearance did not mean that he was not fierce at all, but he was more here to make friends.
Just as he was about to smile, a murderous intent suddenly flashed in his eyes, but before he could act, the scarred man in front of him had already disappeared in place.
The next moment, I saw a Confucian scholar galloping towards Jiang Ziqing instantly vomiting blood and flying upside down, and he was suddenly whipped away by the scarred man's leg.
"So fast!" Ye Xiu's eyes flashed with surprise, he asked himself that his physical speed was already terrifying, but the scar in front of him made him extremely jealous, and he knew that Confucian was pulled away before he had time to react.
"Hmph, scumbag, usually Si Swenwen, what do you want to do to other people's girls' families?" the big man's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he calmly looked at the upside-down Confucian and said.
"That's enough, Zhao Ling. You know what this kid means to us. At this time, another Confucian student who was discharged from the hospital walked out and said that it was a Confucian student, but it gave Ye Xiu a feeling of being weak and white-faced in the play.
"Fart, take your crooked thoughts back into your stomach, what is the Son of God should be the mandate of heaven, the second seat also dares to come out to speak, be careful Lao Tzu whips you!" The scarred man called Zhao Ling, and at this time, the other two people in the Hongwu Dojo also stepped forward and stood behind the big man.
In fact, the two of them looked at Jiang Ziqing, their eyes hesitant, but they thought that if they didn't obey the order of the first disciple, they would be beaten by the sect if they went back, and their eyes were full of helplessness.
"First, that stinky old man, but a rotten Confucian, are you sure you want to help this kid?" Ying Tianfang remained silent, but those who knew him knew that he was now murderous.
"Senior brother, how can you say that Senior Brother Yu, the elder is the teacher. "The seventh seat, Xiang Qiansheng took the lead in walking out and defending the old man.
"Senior brother, that's it. Destiny junior brother, the villain's thing, can't be done. The old man walked out slowly for the rest of his life, but he didn't expect him to come here with the seventh seat.
"Hmph!" should be ordered by heaven to flick his sleeves and leave directly, regardless of the same door that passed out on the ground.
"Thank you. Ye Xiu stepped forward to bow, then turned around and walked towards Jiang Ziqing.
He didn't know if they were pretending or really having good intentions, but the fairy fate was current, and he had to guard against it.
Everyone smiled helplessly, the big man was also thoughtful, and he no longer was wordy, so as not to backfire, and after returning the salute, he also left.
When they saw that Ying Tianfang was the first to leave, of course they refused to lag behind. The old man woke up the seriously injured Confucian and left as well.
When Ye Xiu turned around, his face was a little weird, because at this time, Jiang Ziqing was chatting with a young girl.
"Ye Xiu, you're back, I'll introduce you, she's Chen Rui. ”
Jiang Ziqing pulled the girl, but the girl lowered her head and looked scared.
"You, you, you, hello. After Chen Rui finished speaking, she hid directly behind Jiang Ziqing, and Jiang Ziqing kept stroking her head.
"You are Ye Xiu?"
At this time, an indifferent voice came, and when Ye Xiu turned around to look, a mighty man with sharp eyes walked over, like a secular general, but he was quite young.
Ye Xiu's brows furrowed and he didn't answer, but no one who came didn't care, and continued:
"My name is Ditian, remember this name, the person who took away your immortal fate!"
Subsequently, the momentum of the emperor exploded, like a monarch.
"Let's fight, after both are defeated, let me kill you!"
Then, at this time, a man with a cruel smile on his face walked over, and it was the second seat's killing that made Di Tian frown.
"Fool, it's the first seat. Don't you even know the situation? Catch the woman, and then force this kid, they're already on their way, slow down, you can't think of anything!"
In an instant, Ye Xiu's eyes were full of murderous intent, causing the temperature around him to plummet