Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Dust and mist are flying everywhere on the dust and mist plain, it seems that there are thousands of troops fighting, but in fact, the three of Xiao Diao are constantly practicing against the Fanmen brothers. It can also enhance actual combat experience. Although everyone suffers from bone and muscle pains all over the body every day, they also feel the benefits to themselves. No one complains of suffering, and they are happy to see their strength increase.

That night, everyone went back to the Yinzhan to rest, and there were only a few Brahman brothers left outside who were still meditating. Fan Tianluo walked up to Mo Xingchen and said, "Xingchen, why hasn't Mu Yu moved, is there something wrong? "

There are also Shi Hualu, Yun Jun, Huang Yurui, Xiao Diao, Xiao Jin and Xiao Bodhi sitting there. The current Little Bodhi is no longer a secret, and it was released as a big tree in Yinzhan when everyone was sleeping. Reiki allows everyone to recover quickly, and it has a multiplier effect on cultivation.

Xiao Jin's eyes flickered and said: "It's a very dangerous time for Mu Yu Nine Star Martial Saint to absorb the crystal soul to advance to the rank of honor, but if he turns into a monster, his meridian is different from that of human beings, but he still has to suffer. Three months, not so fast, I estimate it will take half a year from absorption to promotion, which is still a conservative estimate."

"Yes, after all, Mu Yu is not a high-level strength, so he can only absorb the crystal soul a little bit, otherwise he may explode and die. Unlike Yu Rui, he has Lord Yeli in his body." Xiao Diao also nodded. head.

"I wish I had known that I would help him prepare the elixir." Fan Tianluo was depressed, waiting was a very anxious thing.

"Although it can be made into a elixir to alleviate the violent nature of the crystal soul energy, it reduces the effect a lot. It is not a waste to refine it directly. Anyway, everyone has been practicing very vigorously recently, so let them grind it out again. Let's go." Ye Li spoke.

Fan Tianluo could only nod her head. In the past three months, she and Mo Xingchen hadn't taken any pills. At most, she was actually fighting with Xiaojin to stabilize her realm. Her most was alchemy, and Mo Xingchen was also refining weapons, but I don't know what he is practicing.

"Xiao Luo, this time the devil should completely deal with the Brahma sect, and will soon find the Brahma mansion in Xingmang Valley and Dongxun country. We have to make some preparations." Mo Xingchen suddenly raised his head and said.

Fan Tianluo looked solemn, looked at the Fan Sect brothers over there, and said: "I've thought about it, these brothers are now at the holy rank, let them stay in Xingmang Valley and Dongxun Country respectively, the devil **** Although powerful, not all of them are super strong."

Everyone nodded, and Mo Xingchen frowned and said: "There are still superpowers in Dongxun Country, and the demons dare not act rashly, but Star Mang Valley will be more dangerous. Now there is no problem with Di Bo, Ruo Di Uncle will leave after we go back, but there is not a single super strong inside."

Everyone was stunned. What Mo Xingchen said was right. After all, the background of Xingmang Valley is not as good as that of the Four Kingdoms. The most powerful experts are Elder Le. If the Demon Yin Sect sends out a super expert, it will be a catastrophe.

"There are also the three elders of the Ding family." Fan Tianluo smiled slightly, "I thought about it, this time after our Star Mang Valley, Yu Rui took some brothers from the Fan sect back to Dongxun country first, so we must protect our family. I will teach you a few formations to prevent strength, and you will stay in Xingmang Valley for Xingchen, while Mu Yu and I will go to Beijin Country."

"No! I want to go with you." Mo Xingchen shook his head immediately. Although he absolutely believed that Fan Tianluo's feelings for Mu Yu were just younger brothers' feelings, that kid didn't think so. If his wife was robbed, where would he cry?