Excellent Immortal

One more——

All the cultivators couldn't help being stunned, and secretly said: "Dead! Boss Feng was subdued by the surname Han Yun?"

Zhang Chong and the others took spirit stones to the first and second floor defense points to supplement, but this time it was much easier.Because the first and second layers of defensive masks have been reopened, they are not afraid of being attacked by blood puppets, so the three of them easily placed the spirit stones.The inner formation is unobstructed in the opposite direction, and the three of them go out without hindrance. When they return, Han Yun has to open two layers of light shields to walk back to the center of the formation.

At this time, the sky above the basin was completely filled with blood puppets, densely packed with humanoid monsters, baring their teeth and claws, their strange cries shook the sky, and their voices could be heard for hundreds of miles.Everyone in the formation looked at Han Yun, and now Han Yun was their hope of survival.Looking at the overwhelming situation outside, even if he and others are in a state of abundant spiritual power, they can't rush out alive, let alone the spiritual sea is empty now.

"Take it!" Han Yunyang threw a bottle to Miao Fengfeng, feeling so depressed that he helped clean up the blood puppets himself, and even poured elixir to restore their spiritual power.Miao Fengfeng took it and opened it, she couldn't help being overjoyed, there was actually a third-grade Juling Pill inside, and there were probably more than 70 pills in the bottle.Seeing Han Yun, Miao Fengfeng couldn't help pleasing her eyes a lot, handed the bottle to Pang and said, "Two pills for each brother!"

A third-grade Juyuan pill is enough for a foundation-builder to recover to a state of full spiritual power.Everyone beamed with joy, their courage grew stronger, and at the same time they all looked at Han Yun with a trace of gratitude and respect.There was a flash of light in Tuo Hanyun's eyes, the corner of his mouth curled slightly, and he said to himself: "A bunch of idiots, let me sell two pills!"

They don't know that these people have been trapped here for more than ten years, some even for decades, and their spirit stones, spirit pills, magic symbols, etc. have been exhausted, and the spirit stones still have to count on the eight people who are sent in every ten years to practice. Zong disciples.So the longer you stay here, the more you will cherish and value the spirit stones and elixir.

A third-grade Juling Pill is like an extra life for them, and Han Yun gave them two lives at once, how could they not be grateful!Moreover, the environment here is harsh, and everyone can only survive by relying on sincere cooperation, so people who have lived here for a long time become more sincere, passionate and friendly.Of course, it is also more fierce to the enemy.

They respect strength and heroes. If you treat them well, they will treat you well. If you can do anything for them, they can also do things for you. That's why Miao Fengfeng, a girl, can also be among this group of fierce people. The leader of the disciples.

Han Yun was paying attention to the movement of the tens of thousands of blood puppets outside the formation, so he naturally didn't pay attention to the eyes of the people looking at him, and said lightly: "Everyone is ready! They are about to attack!"

"Yes!" All the cultivators shouted loudly, and they all swallowed the Juyuan Pill. The third-grade elixir was indeed a third-grade elixir. After just a cup of tea, everyone felt that the spiritual sea was full, and everyone's spirits were lifted, and their fighting spirit was high.

"Don't waste your spiritual power, wait until the blood puppets are densest before bombing, and try to kill as many blood puppets as possible at the lowest cost!" Han Yun ordered quietly.

"Yes!" Everyone responded loudly again. For some reason, listening to Han Yun's calm voice, the panic in everyone's hearts became much lighter. They subconsciously believed that Han Yun could withstand the impact of tens of thousands of blood puppets.

Miao Fengfeng looked at Han Yun with a touch of tenderness, and a sense of ease and ease rose in his heart.A woman shoulders the heavy responsibility of leading everyone to survive, and has struggled and supported for decades. This environment makes her have to be strong and fierce, but she can't let go if she wants to let go.At this time, Han Yun has completely become the dominant player, occupying the role that should belong to her. Apart from a little bit of disappointment, the rest of her is actually relaxed and comfortable.

"Hey! I might be really tired!" Miao Fengfeng sat down cross-legged, and she was able to enter into a peaceful state. This kind of state was something she had never experienced since she entered the blood world. Thinking about it, she felt it was extravagant.As soon as her mind was relaxed, her spirit sea slowly turned, and she actually entered a mysterious state, her whole body was enveloped by a faint light.

"Hey! Boss Feng... the golden core is different? Boss is about to form a core?"

"Ah! Really!"

"Great, the boss is about to form a pill!"

At this time, Miao Fengfeng's vision attracted everyone's attention, and even Han Yun, who was concentrating on it, was startled. He turned his head and looked at Miao Fengfeng with a solemn treasure under the golden light, and secretly said: "This girl is really tall. Not bad! But it happens to be formed at this time, I hope it will not be too fast!"

"Everything is ready! Your Feng Boss really knows how to form the alchemy! Whether she can form a golden alchemy depends on whether you can keep it!" Han Yun glanced at everyone.

All the cultivators beamed with joy, and their fighting spirit was even more high-spirited. They roared in unison: "I can hold it!"

More than 30 people were cultivators in the middle stage of foundation establishment. They shouted with all their strength at the same time, and the momentum suddenly overwhelmed the strange cries of tens of thousands of blood puppets outside, scaring the group of blood puppets who were about to pounce back in fright.

Han Yun himself was also taken aback. The eager and respectful eyes of all the cultivators made him a little uncomfortable.But Han Yun was not afraid, he smiled and said: "Then it's up to you! Don't be a softie then!"

"Yes! Listen to Boss Han's orders! Whoever is a fucking softie is a pickle without a handle!" I don't know who called out "Boss Han" first, and the others hesitated for a while, and then called Boss Han.Han Yun almost bit his tongue, somehow became the boss?But now Han Yun has no time to argue, because the blood puppet's attack has launched.

Tens of thousands of blood puppets rushed down, Peng!The strong wind that rolled up was scary enough, and the Eight Treasures Glazed Pagoda vibrated rapidly.Han Yun hurriedly restrained his mind, and kept issuing instructions to allocate energy to resist the attack.

boom!With a loud noise, the light of the outer defensive mask suddenly dimmed, and everyone's hearts rose to their throats.

hum!

The golden light lit up again, and the mask resisted the pounce of tens of thousands of blood puppets, and all the cultivators couldn't help cheering loudly: "Boss Han is mighty..."

However, Han Yun knew that he was suffering. The Eight Treasures Glazed Tower trembled violently, and the light flickered on and off. Obviously, he was under a lot of pressure.Han Yun and the Eight Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda were connected, and he could naturally feel a trace of anxiety and fear coming back from it.Han Yun hastily issued a death order to make it hold up no matter what, and frantically mobilized his spiritual power to support the pagoda, and colorful lights flickered on his body.Seeing this, Tuo Hanyun couldn't help but change his face slightly, and a slight strangeness flashed in his eyes.

"What kind of technique does Boss Han practice, that he has five colors?" Some careful practitioners also discovered this phenomenon.

"Never mind him! Boss's skills are definitely different from ordinary people, let's bombard him!" another cultivator shouted.

At this time, the outer mask was already covered with blood puppets, and they were grabbing and smashing the mask with hands and feet.All the cultivators cast spells at the place where the blood puppets are most dense.