When Yang Fan arrived with everyone, King Tiger was so excited that tears filled his eyes.
There was a tube inserted into his body, and the tiger blood was dripping from his body. It looked so scary.
The most important thing is that the Tiger King's mental power is naturally strong, and the mental charm of the Blood-devouring Flower cannot interfere with it at all, and some anesthetic drugs secreted from the petals have no effect on its bloodline.
It was not like Dahei just now, who was unconscious and had nearly half of the blood drained from his body while he was in a daze.
Xiaohua was in a state of consciousness, watching helplessly as tube after tube of blood was being sucked out of her life energy by the Blood-devouring Flower. The only person who felt the fear and sadness in this situation was herself. Can feel it.
If Yang Fan hadn't given it a death order before leaving, it would have slapped the little flower to death. It even dared to suck the blood of the tiger king. It was really outrageous!
When everyone landed, Dahei turned back into the little poodle. Just like before, his eyes were instantly intoxicated, and he unconsciously started to move towards the location of the Blood-devouring Flower.
When Yang Fan saw this, he couldn't help but shook his head slightly. It's true that a dog can't change its habit of eating shit. Half of the blood on his body was taken away and he still didn't have any memory. With a wave of his hand, he directly used the Soul Restraint to forcibly limit its range of activities, so that while it could absorb the fragrance of the sweet-scented osmanthus, it could not get even half a step closer to the Blood-devouring Flower.
After taking care of the puppy, Qian Hai and the others behind him began to gradually lose their minds, and instinctively began to walk towards the laurel tree. As they walked, they kept breathing in the special energy emanating from the air, intoxication, greed, and strength. The slightest pleasure brought by extremely rapid improvement.
So much energy, so comfortable, this is the holy land of practice they dream of!
Among the dozen or so people present, only Yang Guo, Zhou Xiao, and Qin Peirou could barely resist the attack of the blood-devouring flower's soul, coupled with the temptation of the scent of the laurel tree. However, they soon became addicted to it and couldn't help but walk away. Arriving at the edge of the laurel tree, one after another greedily breathed in the rich fragrance in the air.
The people with the weakest cultivation and weakest concentration were the first to go forward, and they were also the first to be attacked by the blood-sucking flower. The eight petals sucked the necks of eight members of the Special Bureau at the same time.
The little flower took the opportunity to break away from the petals and quickly retreated.
With these eight people blocking them in front, Qin Peirou and others had no intention of being attacked by the Blood-devouring Flower. The Blood-devouring Flower had no time to take care of those behind them before it had sucked the blood of the few humans in front of them clean.
Seeing this situation, Yang Fan suddenly realized.
This should be the reason why Dahei and the golden python were able to survive to the end under the temptation of the blood-devouring flower.
The weaker monsters or beasts have all been devoured by the Blood-devouring Flowers, and the ones left behind are naturally the most powerful beings in this area.
Xiaohua returned to Yang Fan with fear, and looked up at Yang Fan with dissatisfaction. This abominable master was really cruel. He not only tricked tigers, but now even started to trick their own people.
It's true that you won't die if you have a little blood drawn, but the feeling of anemia is really uncomfortable.
In just about two minutes, it felt like more than a hundred kilograms of blood had been sucked out of it. This glowing little flower was simply a bottomless pit. It sucked so much blood, but it didn't get bigger. one cent.
"What are you looking at? Why don't you go find some of those birds in the sky and bring them back? Do you really want to watch these people being sucked dry and to death?"
Yang Fan couldn't help but kick it. How could a cat that usually seemed quite smart become so stupid at a critical moment? It had no eyesight at all!
"Meow~!"
Xiaohua twisted her butt that was kicked by Yang Fan in dissatisfaction. She had already donated so much blood, but she still had to take two more sips to get her money back. How could she have time to do other things
The aroma exuded by the laurel tree has miraculous effects. Anyone or monsters who smell it can't help but linger and are unwilling to leave easily.
Although the little flower's mental power can resist the mental interference of the blood-devouring flower, it can't resist the temptation of the laurel fragrance.
Otherwise, when Yang Fan went back to call people, it should have been able to think of and summon some flying monsters to come back and take the blame, stand in its place and let the blood-devouring flower suck its blood.
Now, with Yang Fan's reminder and the deadly threat coming from the source of the soul, Xiaohua picked up her energy and sent out its unique mental fluctuations to the birds and monsters flying nearby.
In just three or four seconds, several geese calls were heard from high in the sky, and within a moment, four huge flying geese as big as mountains landed on the lakeside.
As soon as they landed, the four flying geese were attracted by the fragrance of the laurel tree and began to move closer unconsciously.
Yang Fan took the opportunity to wake up Qin Peirou, Yang Guo, and Zhou Xiao. The four of them and one cat worked together to temporarily gather everyone else around them aside, and let the four flying geese gradually approach the Blood-devouring Flower.
Then, the eight people in the innermost were replaced one by one. After the Blood-devouring Flower inserted all its petals into Feiyan's body, Yang Fan once again gathered everyone around the laurel tree, and calmly absorbed and refined the surrounding fragrance. Depressed energy.
Everyone's aura is increasing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Zhu Caiwei, Yang Guo and Zhou Xiao have the weakest foundation and weakest strength, so the three of them have made the most obvious progress.
In just three minutes, their qi and blood strength reached the level of third-level or even fourth-level martial arts disciples, and they were no longer weaklings with no strength.
High-end combat forces, such as Qin Peirou, Qian Hai, Shen You and Wu Dian, are the fastest in refining, but the slowest in entering.
However, because Qin Peirou was already at the peak of the ninth level of martial arts, she was only one step away from refining blood and gathering spirits, and entering the realm of a martial artist.
At this moment, the unique and rich energy exuded by the laurel tree naturally became a major help for her promotion to a martial artist.
Therefore, after Yang Guo and the others advanced a few times, Qin Peirou's aura suddenly dimmed, and then, the energy and blood began to burn like flames on her body surface. After refining blood and detoxifying, gathering souls to shape her body, her soul was reborn after the blood was exhausted, and a brand new energy began to circulate in her meridians.
The birth of psychic energy is the sign that a warrior becomes a martial artist!
And being a martial artist is the true starting point for a warrior in martial arts!
Yang Fan took a deep look at Qin Peirou. It was just the right time for this old lady to successfully advance to the first level of martial arts at this time. Rongcheng lacked such high-end combat power that could defeat one against ten.
A martial artist at the martial arts level is enough to deal with most of the monsters in the city.
Psionic energy is a high-end energy that is purer and more powerful than true energy. Its explosive power and healing power are more than ten times that of true energy or internal force. Whether it is healing injuries or killing enemies, the role of spiritual energy is extremely obvious.
Therefore, a martial artist, even the lowest first-level martial artist, can easily defeat or even kill ten peak ninth-level martial arts disciples.
Now Qin Peirou, not many can break through Xiaohua's body defense!
Yang Fan took a quick glance at Xiaohua's cross. If this fat cat disobeyed again in the future, he would never be an empty talk again.
The little flower was trying hard to absorb the fragrance of laurel, and suddenly her chrysanthemums tightened, feeling a little sad.
The owner of the sand sculpture must be trying to trick the tiger king again, but now it has no time to talk to him. It knows very well how rare the opportunity is to lie down and improve its strength. That is to say, the owner of the sand sculpture next to it is so stupid. Not breathable, I don't know if Xian Xian seizes the opportunity to improve himself.
Look at him, while everyone else is sucking hard, he is the only one looking left and right, not paying attention at all.
With such a stupid owner who doesn't know how to work hard and enterprising, the stall will be really unlucky for eight lifetimes!
Hoo ho ho!
The tiger king opened his mouth wide and soon became intoxicated. The demonic power in his body and the strength of his soul were all rising. It was so exciting!
Yang Fan felt the ridicule coming from King Tiger, and shook his head slightly, but didn't take it to heart. How can you, a fat cat, understand my brother's excellence
He turned his attention to Qian Hai and casually gave the branch director an intermediate identification technique:
Name: Qian Hai
Qi and blood strength: 13211/13211 (9th level martial artist 13211/20000)
Mental power: 32/32 (not awakened)
…
Yang Fan shook his head slightly. His mental strength had hardly increased. Although his energy and blood strength had increased a lot, he was still nearly seven thousand moments away from reaching the peak. If he wanted to take this opportunity to break through, there would be no hope at all.
boom!
Just when Yang Fan felt a little disappointed and felt that no one except Qin Peirou would be able to advance to martial arts, not far away, blood-red fireworks began to rise from the body of another person.
Yang Fan looked around and saw two explosive pectoralis muscles, a perfect body like a fitness instructor, and a bald hairstyle with almost no hair.
"It's actually Wu Dian!"
"This guy is really unexpected!"
Yang Fan opened his eyes in surprise. He didn't expect that this big guy, who usually didn't like to talk much but was full of presence, had such outstanding talent in martial arts. He successfully broke through to the martial arts level before he was thirty years old. He felt very awesome. Batch!
In this current era, the first spiritual power tide has not yet erupted, and the concentration of spiritual power in the environment is more than double that of the apocalypse a hundred years later.
In such an environment, Wu Dian was able to reach the first level of martial arts master before the age of thirty, which shows that his talent is extraordinary.
Moreover, if Yang Fan remembered correctly, within a few hours, when he appraised Wu Dian's basic attributes, Wu Dian's blood strength seemed to be a little lower than Qian Hai's, two steps away from breaking through to the realm of a martial artist. The strength of Wanqi and blood has dropped by at least 10,000 points!
But now, Qian Hai has not made a breakthrough, but Wu Dian has come from behind and succeeded in breaking through in one fell swoop.
What does this mean
Yang Fan clutched his chest, feeling extremely sad.
This shows that Wu Dian absorbed and refined at least 10,000 points of qi and blood strength from the laurel tree in just five minutes!
What a bully!
It turns out that the strength of five thousand qi and blood is not the limit for refining the aroma energy of laurel tree!
He had a system to assist him, which could speed up the absorption and refining, but in the end he only got about 5,000 qi and blood strength, which was not even half of Wu Dian's!
Has his martial arts talent really been so useless
Yang Fan felt very tired, and the joy of the ten points of martial arts talent improvement he had just received from Laurel was instantly diluted.
It’s only an increase of ten points, which doesn’t seem to be much!
God knows if there will be more of them!
Moreover, Wu Dian seems to have not reached the limit until now, and the refining is still continuing, which shows that his body's absorption efficiency of the elixir is far higher than that of Yang Fan.
What the hell!
It turns out that good talent can really crush everything!
Although Wu Dian's appearance is not amazing, and he can even be said to be ugly, he can't stand up to other people's talents and qualifications. With the same training conditions, he can throw many people out of the street.
Unfortunately, among these many people, Yang Fan is also one of them.
The only thing that makes Yang Fan feel a little relieved is that Wu Dian is not as smart as a dog, and he is also ugly. He can barely regain some strength in terms of appearance and intelligence.
(End of chapter)