Ungodly Evil Spirit

"Old Xie, what do you say?" Ye Fan asked immediately. In his opinion, Ye Meng, who has no practical experience, is as good as a soft persimmon.

Old Xie snorted and responded: "That kid is not as simple as it looks. I feel that there is a power hidden in his body. It should be an extremely powerful martial skill. Don't look down on him!"

"Martial skill?" Ye Fan paused, and said in a puzzled way: "Each Ye Family youth can only acquire one martial skill from the secret realm. Is it possible that Ye Meng violated the clan rules?"

"I don't understand this, I only feel that the martial art is several times stronger than the talented Qianjue hand, and it should be able to reach the stage above the profound stage!" Xie Laoyu said astonishingly.

Ye Fan was completely shocked. He didn't expect that Ye Meng's stinky **** would have a little back hand, if it weren't for the old Xie's reminder, this time it would have been planted in his hands.

Tianwei Continent divides martial arts into four levels, heaven, earth, black and yellow, and each level is divided into three ranks: upper, middle and lower. Martial skills are as important as cultivation techniques for a cultivator. The most low-level martial skills are widely spread on the mainland, and some of them are not even up to the yellow ranks.

Thousands of Hands is already a middle-rank Huang, the top five in the Ye Family Secret Realm, powerful, placed in Tianwei City, afraid of being overwhelmed by others. As for the Profound Stage, it might not be possible to have it in the Ye Family or the entire Tianwei City.

"Xie Lao, you are serious about this? I have never seen Xuan Ti martial arts!" Ye Fan said with a look of disbelief, but there was a little envy in his heart. He hardly doubted what Xie Lao said.

How could Ye Menghede get such a powerful thing from?

Listening to Ye Fan’s insincere words, Old Xie laughed heartlessly, and said: “Boy, don’t worry, even though that power is very powerful, it’s also for you after the profound fire has tempered your body. It is not impossible to defeat."

Ye Fan was speechless, he didn't pay attention to the evil old man who was selling around, and once again put his mind on the outside world.

In the room, Ye Mu stared at him blankly, wondering why Ye Fan stopped speaking halfway through his words.

"Brother Fan, you..." Looking at Ye Fan's suddenly depressed face, Ye Mu was a little surprised.

Ye Fan stopped and said immediately: "Xiao Mu, you go back first, I plan to practice in retreat, and don't come to me in the next few days!"

"Brother Fan, then you have to retreat, and you must defeat Ye Meng that boy!" After Ye Mu encouraged him, he walked away with fat.

Keeping watching Ye Mu leave, Ye Fan's face gradually became serious, and his eyes were never firmer. Xie Lao's words gave him a sense of crisis, and he should never take the enemy lightly.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Ye Fan ran the Ten Thousand Demons Codex. In an instant, countless pure blood-colored demon qi came into the body from the air, filtered by the blood of the demon, and transformed into nourishment for the body, quickly growing the whole body, dantian Meridian.

As for the savage dragon divine body skill dedicated to body training, of course, he didn't sit idle, increasing Ye Fan's physical strength crazily. This made his expression in cultivating painful and cold sweat, but these were persisted.

Ye Fan knew that the five-element body tempering was the most painful moment for practicing the Dragon God Body Art. At this moment, he was just a little trouble.

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye. Perhaps Ye Fan was in a remote location. During this time, no one came to bother him, not even his father Ye Feihua.

Late at night on the third day, the evil old man who had been in the jade pendant finally had a reaction.

A flash of blood flashed, and the weird old Xie appeared in front of Ye Fan for the second time. Although he had had a lot of communication with the old Xie before, Ye Fan still felt his body shudder when he saw his terrifying purple pupils, as if everything in his mind was penetrated by this strange old man.

At this moment, the evil old man changed his amiable face and said solemnly: "Boy, the profound fire is done, you can be prepared. If you fail, you will destroy your deity, even the deity can't save you!"

"Don't worry, I'll hold on, it's a mere flame, but I can't help it!" Ye Fan said confidently.

In three days, not only did his physical strength increase a lot, but his cultivation reached the second peak of the Returning Origin Realm, and the third group's strength was just around the corner, which gave him a strong confidence.

"Very good!" The old Xie flashed his satisfied gaze, then opened his hands wide, raised his head to the sky, and began to meditate on Fajue silently.

"Tianye Xuanhuo, shine in the world, come out!"

While talking, the temperature inside the room rose rapidly, with the evil old as the center, a red ball of light gradually spread out, and anyone touched by it melted away.

In just a moment, half of the house where Ye Fan lived had disappeared in this hot ball of light.

Looking at the scene in front of him with round eyes, Ye Fan's inner shock couldn't be added, and the talented ambition had long since disappeared.

This was the first time he felt death at such a close distance. The hot air made it hard to breathe, as if it would evaporate in the next moment.

Gradually, the red ball of light got closer and closer to Ye Fan, and it could be vaguely seen that the evil old inside the ball of light had long since disappeared, and a small orange flame the size of a fist appeared where it was originally standing.

The flames trembled quickly, and every beat seemed to determine Ye Fan's life and death, making him frightened.

"Keep your mind and mind firmly, don't want to be defeated by terror!" Xie Lao's weak voice came from the jade pendant, pointing to Ye Fan.

At this time, the orange flame had already arrived in front of Ye Fan and swallowed it in an instant.

"Chichichichi!"

Ye Fan's body was full of white smoke, as if a piece of red iron was thrown into the water, making a harsh and sharp sound.

At the same time, a scorching smell spread, and even Ye Fan could smell it himself.

But now his mind is not here at all. A suffocating heat and the intense pain of a thousand insects from his body make Ye Fan have no thoughts to think about so much. He can only grit his teeth and silently. Persevere.

At this moment, his mind can't help recalling the past, the family's contempt, the clansman's white eyes, and Ye Meng's frame-up. These memories are like a lingering haze, occupying his heart ruthlessly, reducing The pain he was suffering at the moment.

Anyone who is strong will have unusual past and experience, which is perfectly reflected in Ye Fan's body.

As soon as the mysterious fire came out, it burned all the living beings in the world, but when Ye Fan came across, this small orange flame was a little dumbfounded. Not only was this person strong in physique, but also incomparable in spirit. Its flames could not bring Ye Fan essential. Hurt, and the effect is getting worse.

At this moment, Ye Fan secretly operated the savage dragon divine body power, thinking of all the past, but began to forget the pain of the whole body, and fell into a very subtle state.

The evil old man in the jade pendant felt what was happening on the periphery, and could not help but nodded secretly. Ye Fan's strong belief in not admitting defeat deeply shocked him.

"In time, this son will become a great weapon, saying that it can't really restore the glory of my monster race in the past!" The old Xie missed his longing in his eyes, and suddenly passed by.