On the ground.
The vine demon slowly raised his head until his whole body floated in the air, and his breath gradually soared to the limit of medium demon general.
Only a little short, you can step into the list of high demon generals.
As soon as the terrible breath came out, not only immortal xuangui was worried, but also others were worried. I hope this ethereal childe can cut off the rattan demon.
Especially the leader of Huli sect, he wants the rattan demon to be killed.
"There is a miniature spirit vein in the deep underground where the rattan demon is entrenched. If the rattan demon is killed, the spirit vein will probably become an ownerless thing. Wonderful!"
The leader of Huli sect was secretly happy.
He looked at Ye Feng and hoped that the latter was strong enough.
On the plain.
The vine demon looked at Ye Feng coldly and said coldly again: "you killed our double monks. Good. I'll bury her with you!"
Ye Feng looked at the vine demon with a cold light in his eyes.
Now, through his own killing power, he can feel a large black evil spirit from the rattan demon, indicating that the other party has killed at least hundreds of thousands of people.
Such an act is heinous!
"Landing thunder!"
Ye Feng didn't talk nonsense. He secretly took out a wisp of Fengyuan aura and turned it into a purple and gold thunder, just like an unparalleled divine sword falling from the depths of the sky.
Pop!
The rattan demon, who was still terrible before, was hit by the falling thunder, his body was blackened and his body surface was covered with cracks.
Then it fell to the ground.
The thick dust is terrible.
"This, this, this!"
The practitioners of Haijin City pointed to the dead rattan demon, so shocked that their upper and lower teeth collided constantly, and they were stunned and couldn't say a word.
"So weak?"
The thousand faced devil looked at the rattan demon killed by Ye Feng's move and was stupid on the spot.
That's the peak of medium demon!
As a result, one move is gone?
"Yes, it's really weak." Ye Feng nodded.
Compared with Qingyun immortal who has understood the meaning of a sword, the rattan demon is nothing at all. If you fight at the same level, Qingyun immortal can split the rattan demon with a sword.
Ye Feng fell down.
He took off the demon pills of rattan demon and flower demon successively. During this period, he used "spirit blood transfer" to obtain two groups of green and golden spirit blood.
In addition, he absorbed all the evil spirits of feihuazong and doubled his killing power.
"Good harvest!"
Leaf maple whispered.
The main purpose of this trip is to kill those demons who have a strong evil spirit and do evil.
In this way, it can not only strengthen the killing Qi, but also obtain a lot of practice resources to have the best of both worlds.
The secondary purpose is to try the actual combat effect after disguise.
Ye Feng is very satisfied with today's trip.
"From today on, when I encounter something that is not suitable for me, I will cooperate with the thousand faced devil and pretend to be 'misty childe'."
Thinking of this, Ye Feng packed up his things and left.
"Misty childe is gone."
"Go and have a look."
The practitioners of Haijin city gathered around. The first thing they saw was the huge skeleton of the vine demon, which was entrenched on the ground like a small hill.
"You see, there are corpses everywhere where the flying flower sect is located, and there are many relics of practitioners. It seems that this sect is really evil."
"This is my uncle's friend. I heard that he once went out for training, but I haven't heard from him. It turned out that he was poisoned by those monsters of the flying flower sect."
"This sect is crazy and should be destroyed!"
Everyone was filled with righteous indignation.
"Misty childe, you are really a God and man!"
Some even gave praise.
But before long, when the leader of the tiger power sect and his party arrived underground and saw a miniature spiritual pulse without a heart core, their faces changed greatly.
"It must be the ethereal childe who dug up the core of the spirit vessel!"
"Damn thief!"
People are like grass on the wall, wavering.
Ten miles away.
Ye Feng held a thumb sized crystal core and raised his mouth slightly.
"This trip not only strengthened the killing power, but also obtained a spiritual pulse heart core. You can try to inlay it on the jade bamboo shoots in the spiritual spring. In this way, our ethereal sect has two miniature spiritual veins."
Originally, this spirit vein was occupied by the rattan demon.
Ye Feng cut him off, and the spirit pulse became an ownerless thing. In order not to cheapen others, he decisively dug away the heart core.
Hundreds of miles away.
Moying flies with his sword, followed by Huo Yunjie and his party.
"You were saved by a man named misty childe? Moreover, this man's hand-held paper fan looks very kind and young, but he has a strong sword intention? "
Moying asked several questions in succession.
"Yes." Shi Lei nodded.
"That's strange. There seems to be no one called misty childe around here, so who is the other side?" The ink warbler frowned slightly.
Intuition told her that misty childe was an acquaintance.
During this time, the leader Ye Feng didn't know where to go.
"Isn't it the leader pretending? Otherwise, who would have happened to appear in the wilderness of the Taiyue mountains? Moreover, the strength is still so strong. "
The ink warbler doubted the identity of the misty childe more and more.
At night.
Ye Feng had already separated from the thousand faced devil, returned to the ethereal peak alone, looked leisurely, and walked to the Lingquan.
The jade bamboo shoots dug from the underground of the southern foothills and the purified green lotus with fragrance grow in the spring.
"Jade bamboo shoots are a kind of heaven and Earth Spirit. If they are gestated by aura, in the long run, they will condense the heart core and develop into micro spirit veins. Therefore, my previous idea should be no problem. "
Ye Feng took out the thumb sized spiritual pulse heart core.
It's late at night now. The disciples are practicing, and no one notices his actions.
"By the way, Yunjie, they have completed their task. First open a small gift bag."
Ye Feng thought of one thing and stretched out his hand. Four blessing bags appeared in the palm of his hand. With his idea, they all turned into rewards.
"Ding, congratulations to the leader for obtaining the ancient book" theory of spiritual pulse " × 1. Special materials: falling moon stone × 3 kg, skyscraper Ivy spirit seed × 3. Top grade cultivation for Qi pill × 5。”
The above is all the rewards this time.
"Said the spirit vessel... This is a good thing!"
Ye Feng quickly opened the ancient book.
After some research, Ye Feng found a way to integrate the spiritual pulse core into the jade shoot.
"This reward came in time."
Ye Feng studied for more than an hour and found that it was profound. He decisively chose krypton gold. After consuming 100 reputation points, he successfully learned this ancient book.
Relying on the materials stored by zongmen, as well as the refining furnace and forging furnace, Ye Feng spent half an hour before and after, and finally painted a complex array on the jade bamboo shoot, integrating the melted spirit liquid into it and turning it into array patterns.
With the core of the spirit vessel inlaid on the top of the jade shoot, a wisp of soft brilliance scattered and formed a new spirit vessel.
Buzz!
The jade bamboo shoots trembled slightly and merged with the Lingquan spring, emitting a strong aura. Under the superposition of the two miniature spirit veins, the surrounding Reiki concentration is infinitely close to the small spirit pulse.
"Eh, the jade bamboo shoots have changed!"
Night owl Qiao Jiaxi was the first to discover the change.
During this period, he slept later than the dog and got up earlier than the chicken every day. He was beaten by the armor guard day and night, and was about to enter the seventh weight of body refining.
Now, just beaten by the armor guard, he came to the Lingquan spring and was ready to drink some Lingquan water to replenish the loss. However, he found Ye Feng standing here and saw the shining jade bamboo shoots on the top, and his face was surprised.
"The jade bamboo shoot was transformed into a miniature spirit pulse by our leader. The spirit concentration of our ethereal peak doubled, which is a happy thing."
Ye Feng patted Qiao Jiaxi on the shoulder, "you boy, practice hard and strive to break through the seven weights of refining body as soon as possible."
"Headmaster, don't worry, Jiaxi will work hard!" Qiao Jiaxi stood still like a javelin.
"Go and have a rest!" Ye Feng said.
In the ethereal sect, Qiao Jiaxi is the most obedient and hard-working.
"Yes, disciple." Qiao Jiaxi fetched a bucket of water and took a shower. He was busy until the middle of the night before lying in his room and sleeping happily.
The next morning.
Everyone gathered around the Lingquan.
"The headmaster told me last night that this is his newly transformed jade shoot. Now it has become a miniature spiritual pulse." As the first person to know the news, Qiao Jiaxi immediately stood up and explained.
"No wonder I feel that I am in a good state of cultivation today. It turned out that there is an additional spiritual pulse. Although it looks very small, the aura is very pure." Jia Yulan took a deep breath and felt fresh all over.
"In the future, Lingquan water will be better to drink." Yan Ruyu said with a smile.
"I'm more curious where it came from." The ink warbler pointed to the core of the spirit vessel at the top of the jade shoot, "the headmaster won't destroy a spirit vessel?"
Gong Qingqiu pondered for a moment and said, "usually, the spiritual pulse heart core cannot be created artificially, but can only be formed naturally by heaven and earth. Therefore, it must be brought back by the leader from the outside."
At this time, Ye Feng passed by silently.
Hearing the discussion, he explained: "yes, yesterday our leader went to a place to play. A monster without eyes happened to hit me. I beat him fat. In order to protect his life, he took the initiative to give me this spiritual core."
Ye Feng is good at lying.
When he spoke, his face was not red, he was out of breath, he was serious, and even he almost believed it.
"Is that true?"
The disciples were skeptical.