The System Takes Me to Practice

boom!

Four bolts of lightning struck Cheng Jianyi, splitting his body into powder, and even his soul was smashed into the ground.

On the Five Source Continent, this is how the failure of crossing the robbery ended. If you are lucky, your strength will not advance for life, but you will also end up in a situation where you can't play your full strength.

The remaining four thunder tribulations were forcibly supported by Yang Fan, and his whole body was blown to black, and all his clothes were destroyed.

Yang Fan spit out blood and suffered serious injuries, but the problem was not serious.

With a big wave of his hand, the movement of the formation was lifted, and Yang Fan's figure was printed in the eyes of many onlookers.

"Who is this young man? Why is it so powerful?"

"Ah, it is said that Nangong Feiyue, the son of the current sect master, is recognized as the number one arrogant on the Tianjiao list, but in front of this young man, he is simply a baby.

"That is, this person is definitely not more than five hundred years old, no, eight hundred years old, and Nangong Feiyue is twice his age. If you compare it a little, the difference will become clear."

There were bursts of abnormal thunder in the dark clouds in the sky, this is because the heavens detected that the robber had died and was withdrawing from the thunder robbery.

As for Yang Fan, an outsider, even the person who crossed the Tribulation is dead, so what does he care about Yang Fan?

The sky gradually lit up, and the dark clouds dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they didn't notice how they disappeared.

Cheng Jianyi died, and Yang Fan walked to the ruins in the lobby. After searching, Yang Fan found the jade box used to hold the purple feather flower core. Fortunately, the jade box was strong enough and was not damaged in the aftermath of the battle.

"Go to hell!"

When Yang Fan turned to leave, a figure suddenly rushed out of the ruins. The figure held a long sword in his hand and pierced Yang Fan's heart.

The person here is Cheng Wende who has been evacuated.

As early as when Cheng Jianyi could not move, Cheng Wende had sneaked into a hidden ruin, with the goal of attacking Yang Fan while Yang Fan was distracted.

When he saw that Yang Fan was injured and vomiting blood, his determination to attack was even firmer.

"Ugh!"

Yang Fan was stunned and shook his head, as if he hadn't noticed Cheng Wende's arrival.

"Fifth brother no!!!"

At this time, Cheng Wenguang's voice came from a distance.

Cheng Wende's face was completely mad, he didn't hear Cheng Wenguang's words, even if he heard it, he would not stop.

Perhaps this is his obsession, unsuccessful will become benevolent.

Yang Fan sighed because he wanted to test Cheng Wende. If he didn't make a move, then Yang Fan planned to let him go, but now...

Puff! ! !

There was a sound of flesh being penetrated, and Cheng Wenguang's face paled in the distance, and he fell to his knees with a thump, and there were other people from the Lu Kingdom's Mansion beside him.

amount!

Cheng Wende let out a sharp pain in his abdomen, he looked down. I saw a long knife stretched from Yang Fan's waist to his back, and the blade penetrated Cheng Wende's body directly from his abdomen. Scarlet blood splashed on drops, and the ticking sound penetrated everyone's ears.

Puff!

Yang Fan pulled the long knife back, and Cheng Wende fell directly to the ground. The knife directly penetrated his vital organs. Although it was not fatal, the severe pain was unavoidable.

Turning around slowly, Yang Fan looked down at Cheng Wende, his slightly narrowed eyes filled with peace. Raising his right hand, the Bloody Soul Reaper was aimed at Cheng Wende's neck.

Whoosh whoosh...

"stop!!!"

Cheng Wenguang, Cheng Xingwei and Cheng Shiqing roared and flew towards Yang Fan.

A blade of light flashed, Cheng Wende's head was thrown high, and a smile of relief appeared on his face, with tears streaming down his eyes.

Cheng Wende, die!

"Ding! Kill the cultivator in the middle stage of the combined body, get 800 points and 200 luck points."

The long-lost system prompt sounded.

After putting away the purple feather flower core, Yang Fan disappeared and appeared next to Haibodong and the two amethyst wings in the next second.

"Master!"

Hai Bodong bowed.

"Go, find a place to refine the pill for you."

Yang Fan walked towards the west, where he was out of the city.

The signs of his own robbery are too great, staying in Shuiyuan City will only attract other people's covetousness, so Yang Fan plans to leave Shuiyuan City.

More than an hour later, in a clearing of woods more than 300 kilometers west of Shuiyuan City, Yang Fan sat in a formation. Various medicinal materials floated in the air in front of him, and a black flame enveloped them.

Within ten minutes, most of the medicinal materials have been refined, or red or green medicinal essences have been refined.

Up!

After more than twenty minutes, Yang Fan made a gesture, and the essence of all kinds of medicines were mixed together, moving towards the shaped pill.

Soon, under the control of Yang Fan's powerful spiritual consciousness, these medicinal essences were mixed into a one-centimeter-sized brown pill. If ordinary people on the planet Earth saw it, they would definitely say it was Melisol.

In fact, many of the elixirs in costume dramas are replaced by Melisol, not only the color is close, but the size is also just right to swallow.

Because this kind of pill is difficult to use anymore, Yang Fan used a small amount of medicinal materials, just right to refine a pill.

Hum!

When the formation was removed, Yang Fan threw it away and threw the pill high up, making Haibodong hurriedly grabbed it, sniffed the smell, and swallowed it in one mouthful.

Gudong!

As the pill entered his abdomen, a refreshing sensation spread all over his body, and Haibodong couldn't help groaning.

"Ahem, pay attention. Those who don't know think you are..."

Yang Fan didn't say the rest.

When Hai Bodong heard it, his face flushed.

After that, Hai Bodong sat cross-legged, quickly running his true energy throughout his body, and the numbness and pain did not appear again.

It's just that his strength is only in the middle of the fit.

"Master, why hasn't my strength recovered?"

This is not Hai Bodong questioning Yang Fan's alchemy level.

"No hurry, the effect of the medicine has not been fully absorbed, it will take more than half an hour."

Haibodong said, sat down and waited.

Yang Fan was not idle, turned around and took out the materials for the formation, the purpose is to prevent someone from rashly interrupting. This formation barrier will not resist thunder robbery.

After more than half an hour, with a breath of mid-Tribulation Sweeping around, Hai Bodong's strength finally recovered. Not only that, but his strength also improved slightly, and he reached the high-level mid Tribulation, not far from the latter period. .

"Master, you can already start."

At this time, Yang Fan's formation was also completed.

"it is good!"

Yang Fan nodded and then entered the formation, a golden halo flashed, and an eggshell-shaped barrier enveloped Yang Fan.

Calm down to hit the shackles, and at the same time communicate with God's way in mind, conveying the idea of ​​crossing the catastrophe.

In less than ten seconds, the dark clouds above Yang Fan's head quickly gathered. One of the dark clouds found on one of the fingernails condensed into a human face. The man looked at Yang Fan, and the color of sullen anger appeared on the dark face.