Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 460 This cultivation world is really going to be messed up
"Ow."

Under the illumination of the black light, Blacksmith Tile's face was ferocious, and from time to time he bared his teeth and let out an uncontrollable low moan.

But standing there, he didn't dare to move at all, letting the yin and yang mirror slowly rotate around him, casting the black light all over his body.

He could clearly feel the changes in his body. Although under the illumination of the black light, his whole body was itchy and painful, but where he looked, the blood on the body was gradually fading; It was born slowly, and the itching and pain came from the birth of this meat membrane.

Moreover, under the illumination of the dark light, this layer of fleshy film is also gradually thickening, and it begins to transform into human skin
Therefore, although the itching was unstoppable, Blacksmith Tile still gritted his teeth and persisted.

The imitation Xiaonan over there is also gritted his teeth and persisted. At this time, his whole body is already wet, and his whole body has been soaked in sweat.

His face was pale, but he didn't dare to let go of the sword formula in his hand at all. He controlled the yin and yang mirror to continuously radiate black light, shining on the blacksmith's whole body. . .If I had known earlier, I shouldn’t be so full of words, if this continues, I’m afraid I’ll be really exhausted.”

Fang Xiaonan was filled with remorse, but he had neglected the spiritual power needed for this technique; otherwise, Yunling would have to help share half of it.

But as a man, these words have already been released, no matter how hard he is, he can only bear it.

As time passed by, the blacksmith's groans and growls became more and more intense, and his whole body trembled a little while standing there; it was obvious that the itching and pain became more and more intense.

Like Xiaonan's situation, it's not too different now, his face is already pale, his figure is crumbling, even the speed of the yin and yang mirror is slowing down, and even the black light is not as strong as before.

"I'll go"

Seeing that Blacksmith Tile is already flesh-colored, but obviously still a little bit worse, Fang Xiaonan just feels that if this goes on, he will have to use his strength to feed.

It’s just that it won’t work if you don’t insist on it. Blacksmith Tile’s current strength has far surpassed that of ordinary supernatural powers, but as a blood corpse, if it appears during the day, its strength will be greatly restricted even if it is wearing clothes; let alone being unable to survive under direct sunlight .

Only through this spirit nourishing liquid and Yin-Yang mirror, and performing this secret technique, can these restrictions of Blacksmith Tile be lifted.

Although it is not completely lifted, it can at least ensure that the restrictions on his actions during the day are reduced to the minimum.

Such a big help, not to mention the power of breastfeeding, even if it uses all other powers, Fang Xiaonan is willing to fight.

Otherwise, if it were someone else, there would be absolutely no such conditions; this spiritual nourishing liquid would only be produced in such a secret realm with sufficient spiritual energy and extremely clean; The spirit was taken out and used once; without this thing, there is no way.

I just regret it. If I knew it earlier, I would have to pull Yun Ling to do my best no matter how cheeky I am.

"huhuhuhu"

Just when Fang Xiaonan felt that he had exhausted all his breastfeeding strength, and he was supporting with his last breath with a pale face, he suddenly felt his hand lighten.

The yin and yang mirror unexpectedly lost control in his hands.

"Huh?" Fang Xiaonan's face changed, could it be that his spiritual power has been completely exhausted?
When he was terrified, he saw that the rotation speed of the yin and yang mirror suddenly accelerated, and the originally sluggish black light also instantly became thicker.

A beautiful figure quietly appeared in front of him.

Looking at this figure, Fang Xiaonan breathed a sigh of relief, grinning and sat down on the ground, then fell back without any image, panting heavily.
It feels so good to relax!
In Yanjing in autumn, the sun is shining brightly, and the sun shines down, but it doesn't feel too hot.

In the hall of the tutelary mansion, there is a cool breeze passing through the hall from time to time, making the hall extremely refreshing.

But the atmosphere in this hall is slightly dignified.

"The palace lord is serious?"

The white-haired and childlike Elder Yun looked at Na Yang on the opposite side with a serious expression, cupped his hands and said, "The Blood Demon Sect really has a semi-holy lower realm?"

"There is indeed a half-sage on the other side, but this half-sage is seriously injured. His left shoulder and arm have been damaged, and his strength has dropped greatly. It should be equivalent to the peak of supernatural powers!" Na Yang nodded and said slowly.

"The left shoulder and even the arm have been damaged?" Elder Yun raised his brows and said in a slow voice, "May I ask what the other party looks like?"

Na Yang pondered for a moment, then said: "It's a short old man with gray hair and a black mole the size of a mung bean under his nose!"

Hearing this, Elder Li Feng, who had been silent all this time, changed his expression, and said in a broken voice, "Wan Dingming!"

And Zhao Mingfeng's expression changed drastically, and he said, "Wan Dingming is not dead yet? How is that possible?"

Both of them looked at Elder Yun in the middle in amazement.

Elder Yun's face was also gloomy at the moment, he looked at the two of them, and said coldly: "After Wan Dingming was seriously injured, he was knocked off Wandu Cliff by the palm of the head brother, how could he not die?"

Na Yang smiled slightly, and said: "I don't know if this person is the Wan Dingming you mentioned, but I did confront this person for a quarter of an hour. Although my strength has been greatly reduced, I am indeed a semi-sage!"

Zhao Mingfeng frowned slightly, and said, "Have you ever met a half-sage before?"

"Huh?" Yang raised his brows, then smiled lightly and said, "I've never seen this before!"

"Since you have never seen it before, how can you be sure that this person is a semi-sage?" Zhao Mingfeng stared at Yang closely, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know that this person seems to be as you said, but Wan Dingming is indeed dead. At Wan Poison Cliff!"

"Envoy Zhao speak carefully!" The Cuigu mountain man over there, who had already expressed displeasure, said coldly, "If you don't believe me, you can go to the Blood Yang Valley to investigate on your own! Don't question my guarding mansion indiscriminately. The words of the lord, I will guard the words of the palace lord, even if it is a heretic demon in the entire lower cultivation world, no one will not believe it!"

Being scolded face to face by the Cuigushanren, Zhao Mingfeng's face turned cold, so he got up and shouted: "You are a little one."

"Elder Zhao!" Elder Yun frowned and shouted in a deep voice.

After being scolded by Elder Yun like this, Zhao Mingfeng sat down slowly unwillingly; but the annoyance in his eyes was obviously not gone yet.

Elder Yun took a deep breath, stood up slowly, cupped his hands and said: "Thank you for the information provided by the Palace Master! I will take my leave first!"

Yang smiled lightly, cupped his hands and said, "Go slowly!"

Seeing the three people disappearing outside the door, the Cuigushanren snorted coldly, and laughed unhappily: "The people in the spiritual world really have eyes on their foreheads; let them fight the half-sage by themselves." That's right!"

Yang Qing smiled and shook his head, he didn't seem to be unhappy, he put his hands lightly behind his back, looked at the yellow leaves falling outside the door, and said softly: "I'll just wait until I have fulfilled my duty of notification, and let them handle the rest; The lower cultivation world is in chaos, we'll just wait and see what happens!"

"The palace master's words are right! If they want to make trouble, let them make trouble themselves, otherwise we really can't do it right now with this little manpower!" Cuigu Shanren replied in a deep voice with a nod.

Looking at the scattered yellow leaves on the ground, Yang sighed softly and said, "If that kid is still not enlightened, I'm afraid... this world of cultivation is really going to be messed up!"

(End of this chapter)