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Amongst all the true spirit blood that Ye Fan possessed, only the bloodline of the mountain ape was suitable for berserk body cultivators.
He immediately raised his hand, and a ball of golden blood began to spin on his palm.
Wave after wave of berserk aura spread out, causing one to be unable to help from trembling in fear.
With a flick of his finger, the ball of golden blood split into seventeen parts and fell into the hands of those seventeen people.
"This is the mountain ape's true spirit bloodline, your bodies can already endure it. I'll give you two a month to refine it!"
Lie down!
true spirit blood!
Furthermore, it was a mountain ape with a berserk strength that could even move mountains or fill the seas.
Such a precious bloodline, even a Buddhist sect might not have it.
For a moment, everyone was stupefied!
The little white-dragon quietly waited, but in the end he realised, Ye Fan did not plan to give it to him!
F * ck me!
The little white-dragon exploded on the spot, and said angrily: "You actually didn't give it to your father, what is your intention?"
Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders, looking like he was about to be hit!
F * ck! I can't beat you.
"If any of you possess a strength that surpasses the little white-dragon, this Eighteen Vajra Head will be his!" Ye Fan said again.
The little white-dragon's face turned green, wasn't this forcing him to cultivate? Aren't you too much of a bastard!
"After you refine the Golden Blood, you will have twice the result with half the effort after cultivating the True Devil Art of Mortal Sage!"
"I will also give you three months time to all step into the middle stage of Transform Saint. Otherwise, if the buddhist experts come, I won't stand in your way. "
Hearing this, everyone's body seemed to be under a layer of invisible pressure.
Ye Fan then transmitted the True Devil Art of Mortal Sage into the minds of the eighteen people, they were truly in contact with this tyrannical technique, and they could not help but be shocked.
Go find a mountain, and then go into secluded meditation!
The minor world was extremely wide, and the seventeen streaks of golden light automatically fled into the distance.
After they fled, the little white-dragon sat on the ground and looked at him with a depressed expression.
"You're not going to cultivate?"
little white-dragon: "Don't you have a little bit of pressure in your heart?"
Ye Fan turned her back on him and said: "I am not interested in your secret technique, but the Buddhist Sect will unceasingly chase after you!"
"Only those who are stronger than the entire Buddhist Sangha would not dare to act presumptuously!"
A red light landed in front of the little white-dragon, it was an ice crystal, inside it was sealed an even more berserk blood.
"This is ? dragon blood!" The little white-dragon turned pale with fright. The blood of the head of the True Spirits was so precious!
"Let's cultivate here. You still need to intimidate those seventeen fellows!" With that, Ye Fan disappeared.
The little white-dragon hugged the dragon blood happily, thinking that the Big Brother did indeed have some good stuff for him.
Given how berserk the dragon blood was, he was sure that he could step into the middle stage of Transform Saint in one fell swoop!
In the spiritual medicine garden at the back of the mountain.
Ye Fan swept his eyes across those lost spirit medicines, and in his heart, he was naturally very satisfied.
Moreover, more and more spiritual herbs would mature and the seeds would be planted.
This was the foundation of the Yihua Palace.
Behind Ye Fan, a strand of ghost aura rose up and turned into the petite Ye Qingchen.
"Master, you called me?"
Ye Qingchen was just like a young girl, moreover, he had turned into a ghost himself.
Ye Fan's wrist shook, a pitch black sword appeared in a flash.
The sword was covered in mysterious runes and had an extremely thick infernal energy.
He casually threw it to Ye Qingchen, and said: "This is for you! Also, let Ling'er, that little girl, guard the altar! "Come with me to Central State!"
With the sword in his hand, Ye Qingchen's hand dropped.
This sword was incredibly heavy!