The blood-red coffin stood in mid-air, and Ning Mo's body was standing in it, and a gloomy and strange aura radiated, making Tang Xiaoyan and Jin Zhang's complexion unbearable.
Crunch!
Ning Mo's corpse made a weird sound at this time, and then actually moved, striding stiffly, and slowly stepped out of the blood coffin.
His eyes were gray and white, without the slightest vitality, but within his body, there was an extremely cold wave emanating from it.
"You, you actually refined the corpses of the same door into blood corpses?!" Tang Xiaoyan said coldly while biting her silver teeth.
Zhou Yuan's brows also wrinkled slightly, and a look of disgust passed in his eyes. This Fan Yao really did nothing by any means, and Ning Mo could say that he was his colleague. This guy actually refined his body.
Fan Yao turned a blind eye to them. Instead, he stretched out his palm and gently stroked Ning Mo's gray corpse, with a trace of fascination in his eyes.
Refining this kind of blood corpse requires extremely stringent materials, and it must also have a very short death time, so that it can preserve some of its strength during his lifetime.
In the past, he was obsessed with this technique, but he never had a suitable target. This time, Ning Mo has become his best experiment material.
After his refining, the strength of this blood corpse will not be weaker than that of Ning Mo's life, and if it is well cultivated in the future, it can even exceed his life.
Of course, the resources required for that kind of training are also extremely large, so big that even Fan Yao is a little unbearable.
"Being able to contribute to the Sacred Palace after death, I must know that Junior Brother Ning Mo will be very happy too." Fan Yao raised his head and smiled towards Zhou Yuan, Tang Xiaoyan.
"And I think, even if this matter is passed back to the palace, the elders in the palace will not have any objections to it. After all, the majesty of the holy palace is above all else. I use Ning Mo's body to save our holy palace. Majesty, it's all worth it."
Fan Yao's scarlet eyes rested on Zhou Yuan's body, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth looked extremely gloomy.
"Chief Zhou Yuan, in the current situation, do you still think you have the slightest chance of winning?"
Fan Yao put his hands in his sleeves, calm and relaxed. After kicking a chief of the Baihua Immortal Palace out of the game, the whole situation returned to his control again. In a three-on-three situation,
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Fan Yao didn't think the other party had any room to stand up.
The expressions of Tang Xiaoyan and Jin Zhang also became a little ugly at this time, and they obviously also noticed that the situation was a little bad. Although the numbers of the two sides were the same, Fan Yao was not an average chief.
His strength ranks in the top ten among the many chiefs of the entire Cangxuan Sect.
This leads to once Fan Yao wins, then the whole situation will face collapse.
Seeing the expressions of Tang Xiaoyan and Jin Zhang, Fan Yao also chuckled lightly, and said, "Tang Xiaoyan, do you regret it now? Do you really think that Cang Xuanzong's waste can be used for anything?"
Tang Xiaoyan hasn't answered yet. Zhou Yuan has already walked up from her. He twisted his neck and looked casually, saying: "So much nonsense... It's not good, don't you know if you hit it? "
"Then Ning Mo had the same face as you before, what about the last?"
Tang Xiaoyan looked at Zhou Yuan's slender figure and was slightly startled. I don't know why, when she saw his calm demeanor, some of the anxiety in her heart gradually disappeared.
Perhaps, he is really capable
"Chief Jinzhang, Chief Tang Xiaoyan, then Wang Yuan and the blood corpse, leave it to you, this fan monster, just leave it to me." Zhou Yuan tilted his head and said.
Jin Zhang and Tang Xiaoyan both nodded when they heard this.
"Be careful." Tang Xiaoyan exclaimed extra.
Then the two swiftly rushed to the left and right sides, pulling the battlefield away.
Fan Yao waved his hand, Wang Yuan and the blood corpse were also chasing Tang Xiaoyan, and Jin Zhang went away. He folded his arms around his chest, staring at Zhou Yuan with a smile, and said: "I'm really curious, what exactly is it? You are so self-confident that you dare to fight head-on with me alone."
Zhou Yuan didn't answer. He just grasped the palm of his hand and the Tianyuan pen appeared in his hand and quickly expanded. The snow-white pen tip was glowing with cold light, and he pointed diagonally at the lake surface.
The aura radiating from his body also slowly climbed at this time.
"Tianyuan Soldier..."
Fan Yao had already seen the weirdness of Zhou Yuan's Tianyuan Pen in the previous battle, so he raised his brow slightly, and a bloody light appeared between his palms. The next moment, a white bone ghost claw stick appeared in his hand.
The ghost claws opened, sharp and gloomy, with evil spirits flowing on them.
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Amazingly, it was also a Heavenly Origin Soldier.
When the white bone ghost claw stick appeared, the air around Fan Yao became gloomy and cold, as if there was a ghost whistling sound.
Although Fan Yao didn't look at Zhou Yuan in many ways, but he really wanted to do it, but he didn't see much underestimation. Obviously, he remained cautious so as not to overturn the ship in the gutter.
The Tianyuan pen in Zhou Yuan's hand flicked slightly, and the golden Origin Qi burst out from the Heavenly Spirit Cap. The golden python hovering in it, the majestic Origin Qi, reflected behind him, faintly transformed into a golden star bucket in the sky.
"The source gasification star Dou?"
Fan Yao squinted his eyes slightly, staring at Zhou Yuan, and slowly said: "At the time of the seventh heaven, the Origin Qi can reach this level, Zhou Yuan, you are really amazing."
"However, if you think that this is the capital you are running rampant in front of me, I am afraid you are very wrong!"
The white bone ghost claw stick in his hand suddenly stomped, and the blood-red Origin Qi burst into the sky, and the light of blood circulated behind him, also turning into a sky full of stars.
Moreover, the star battle transformed by his Origin Qi was obviously more powerful than Zhou Yuan's side.
This Fan Yao's Origin Qi background was at least 13 thousand, which was obviously more powerful than Zhou Yuan's Origin Qi stars.
Outside the Liucai Lake, many eyes were fixed on the battlefield where Zhou Yuan and Fan Yao were fighting, and when they saw that the two chiefs were both capable of transforming Star Dou, they couldn't help but exclaim.
However, from the scene, it is clear that Fan Yao has some advantages.
Over the Liucai Lake, Zhou Yuan and Fan Yao's eyes met, and both had a strong killing intent. Obviously, for the other party, the killing intent in both of them was extremely strong.
boom!
In the next moment, the sky full of stars behind them burst out with brilliance, a violent storm of Origin Qi, sweeping away, and the two figures almost disappeared at the same time.
After a few breaths, the two figures directly met each other in the sky.
Countless lines of sight converged, condensed in the two figures that collided like thunder and fire...
They know that in this six-color lake battle, who can have the last laugh, I am afraid it depends on the battle between these two... And this battle, no matter who wins in the end, will be known as Xuanyuan Dongtian .
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