Broken Night

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Seven – Yellow Springs

Under the premise of learning medical skills, learning Dan Dao is half as effective. Because for alchemy, the art of alchemy and fire control is the second, and the most difficult thing is the combination of plants and plants. Between the main material, the auxiliary material, and the mix, the ratio needs to be precise and impressive. Even if there is one or two more and half less, no matter how powerful the alchemy technique is, it is the end of a bad alchemy.

And medicine itself needs to learn the combination of these kinds of plants, so every day when you are proficient in medicine or alchemy, the other will have good achievements. For example, the genius doctor Murong Yan was not only in the realm of genius doctors, but also an alchemist who had just entered the realm of grand masters.

As for fire control and alchemy, it was the easiest part for Xu Yan. In his eyes, the Jiuzhong Tianhuo Gong, which does not belong to this world, and the fire control technique passed down from his mysterious teacher Bai Ran, are unmatched in the world.

Xu Yan subconsciously followed the Taoist woman Yiquan, sometimes frowning, sometimes thinking hard, sometimes laughing, sometimes frowning.

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat.

It wasn't the beating of his heart, it was the beating of the sky fire of his heart.

That's... a warning sign.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he had come to an unknown place in Nanshan.

There is no one around, this place seems familiar...

Isn't this where Tian Pingqing was attacked?

puff.

A bloodless voice.

Xu Yan looked down subconsciously, and saw a claws with thick bones passing through the vest and coming out of his chest.

A cold voice came: "Sure enough, he is a genius. He obviously does not have the strength of a pattern, but he is able to resist the cold of the Nine Nethers. It's just that day, you shouldn't mind your own business."

The cold voice this time is not as vague, but it is clearly audible.

It was an... old woman's voice.

Xu Yan looked back tremblingly, it was Yiquan Taoist woman. At this moment, Daoist Lady Yiquan's face was gloomy and cold, but the old face was occasionally darkened, and it looked even more serene. But in her withered hands like chicken paws, she was holding a pitch-black bone.

Xu Yan is proficient in medical theory, and at a glance, he can see that this is a forearm bone.

It's just that at the front end of the forearm bones, there are no phalanges and metacarpal bones. Instead, there are black qi skeleton claws that are filled with black qi and condensed from black qi. It is also the claws that pass through his chest now. The claws passed through the whole body and were still twisting constantly, as if to grab something.

The Taoist woman Yiquan behind her had a cold voice: "The old Taoist has been lurking here for many years, only one step away. This Noble Phantasm was completely refined with the blood of the virgin son of the Heike family! Why do you have to do so much!!" Her old and turbid expression His eyes became sharp and blood red, and he looked like a ghost inhabiting the darkness: "Since you saved Mr. Ping's life, then you will replace him and become my last ghost. !"

"Remember the name of Laodao, Yiquan refers to Huangquan. Daoist Huangquan, Laodao! When Laodao became famous in the world, you should be proud of yourself as the last soul of Huangquan's ghost claw!"

Daoist Huang Quan laughed bitterly, at this moment she didn't care about being discovered. She lurks in Pingnan City because of this Noble Phantasm. And now the last soul of the dead has arrived, and the Noble Phantasm is complete. With her strength in the Fourth Palace and this Noble Phantasm [Huangquan Ghost Claw], even if she encounters one of the world's few fifth Palaces, she can escape without dying.

You can go anywhere in the world!

Thinking of this, her laughter shook even more!

The color of the full moon in the sky seemed to be attracted, and the yin energy of that day turned into black energy, rushing towards the dark arm bone in all directions.

Such a sinister and terrifying Noble Phantasm took shape!

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Xu Yan saw that he was in the bone-chilling lake, and the icy feeling scattered from his limbs and bones. He felt the body gradually unable to move, it was the feeling of death. The feeling was not unfamiliar, because he had truly felt death.

But in his heart, he was not reconciled.

Die again?

I have only lived for twelve years, I am not reconciled!

He roared silently in his heart!

But it seems powerless.

The cold completely froze him, and he couldn't even take out the black bag around his waist.

Suddenly, he felt a touch of warmth deep within his body.

The warmth is in the deepest...

That is sky fire.

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The dark and cold ghost claw is like a terrifying ghost.

The previous arm bone was the skeleton of a former Five Palace Realm powerhouse found in an ancient tomb by Daoist Huang Quan. This forearm bone has been nurtured by the tattooed person's physical strength, and it is already an invulnerable treasure, and she has been nurtured for many years with hundreds of poisons and the temperature of the cold ghost, making it such a fierce thing.

In the end, the sacrifices of the blood and souls of the seventy-seven and forty-nine teenagers were incorporated, making them a line between the yang realm and the yin realm.

The ghost claw formed at the front end of the forearm bone was formed by the grievances of the forty-eight ghosts. Attacking with this Noble Phantasm can cause physical attacks and invisible soul attacks at the same time.

At this moment, the ghost claw black energy that stretched into Xu Yan's chest was looking for Xu Yan's heart. As long as the heart is crushed and its blood is taken, it will be the time when this [Huangquan Ghost Claw] will be completed!

The dark ghost claw was in Xu Yan's body at the moment, as if looking for something.

When it was about to approach Xu Yan's heart, there was a sudden tremor!

The laughter of the madly laughing Daoist Huang Quan stopped abruptly, and her face changed greatly: "What is that!"

And just when her complexion changed, the dark black ghost claw seemed to roar silently, madly trying to escape from Xu Yan's body. But the movement also stopped, instead, it kept being attracted by something, and the ghost claw-shaped black gas flew backwards.

The source of that attraction is a wisp of flame only the size of a finger.

The flame is small, but big.

In Xu Yan's eyes, this is only the size of a finger. In the perception of the ghost claw and the Daoist Huangquan, this dazzling flame like the sun is the nemesis of all ghosts!

The black gas was sucked in by the sky fire, and the white gas was released, and the black gas dissipated with the naked eye!

"Ah!!!" Daoist Huang Quan screamed!

The Noble Phantasm has a spiritual connection with the cultivator. At this moment, the black energy of the ghost claw has been swallowed and melted, making her feel the same way! Her face was horrified, but she was also ruthless: "Death!" The empty left hand grabbed the top of Xu Yan's head!

"Old thief! How dare you!" A violent shout came!

A figure flew in the distance, and at the same time that the figure flew, the lines condensed and formed in an instant, turning into a dome and instantly appearing around Xu Yan's body.

boom!

Daoist Huangquan hit the dome, but the pattern did not move, and the next moment Xu Yan and the forearm bones that were constantly being swallowed by black energy were swept away by the figure.

"My Noble Phantasm!" Daoist Huang Quan's eyes were split open, and a loud roar resounded through the entire Nanshan Mountain!