Ungodly Evil Spirit

"Fuck!" Another word appeared, and the black light of the trembling Demon Shadow's body trembled and almost collapsed directly.

"Boy, today there is an expert to protect you, let you go for the time being, the devil will come, and you will definitely die!" Mo Ying turned and threatened Ye Fan, then rolled up Bai Qiuyuan on the side and turned into a burst of black light. In place.

Ye Fan stood on the spot, staring at the direction of the disappearance of the magical shadow, frowning. Ye Meng finally solved it, but suddenly came out a **** door, and the demon venerable who claimed to be flat on the Northern Territory.

This magic shadow is just an illusion created by the power of the magic way, but it can cover Ye Fan’s life. The Demon Venerable behind it is unimaginable. At least it is a powerhouse at the level of Chu Tiange. Have passed.

"Xiao Fan, are you okay!" Ye Feihua carried the injury on his body and came to Ye Fan's side and said with concern.

Just now, Ye Fan almost died under the demon shadow, but he was worried.

Looking at his father, Ye Fan barely smiled, shook his head and said: "Father, I'm fine, I want to see Xiaomu!"

Hearing Ye Mu, Ye Feihua showed sadness in his eyes, nodded and led him to the Ye Family lobby.

"Everyone of the Ye family, stay if you want to stay, leave if you want to go, I will never stop Ye Feihua!" While turning around, Ye Feihua also said to Ye Kui and other patriarchs who looked at each other behind him.

The Bai family was in the middle of the demon way, and Ye Meng died in the hands of Ye Fan. Ye Kui and others could never join the Bai family again. At this moment, they wanted to re-enter the Ye family. They really couldn’t hold back this old face. Face, so all hesitated, unable to decide.

Ye Feihua walked into the lobby without saying anything, his back was a little lonely.

As soon as Ye Fan entered the lobby, he saw Ye Mu's unrecognizable corpse at a glance. The whole lobby was stained red with blood, looking extremely miserable.

Ye Fan's eyes were scarlet, and his hands trembled a little. Ye Mu was his best brother so far. There was no one. His death was enough to make Ye Fan distraught.

Ye Feihua stepped forward, patted Ye Fan's trembling shoulders, and sighed: "Xiao Fan, Xiao Mu made a magnificent sacrifice for the Ye Family. The death is tragic. After the magnificent burial, I retired to the position of Patriarch. Leaving the Ye family with you."

Ye Fan was suddenly startled when he heard this, Ye Feihua finally got his current position, how could he...

"The Ye Family is not the original one anymore!" Ye Feihua shook his head and sighed, his eyes were filled with disappointment, as if he was several decades old.

He is now completely disappointed in the Ye Family. The powerful family at the beginning is now a mess, greedy for life and fear of death.

Even the group of elders whose mission is to protect the Ye family did not appear at such a moment of life and death. What did Ye Feihua hope for?

"Uncle Ye, you must not leave. If you leave, the Ye family will be in dire straits!" Ye Linglong was anxious from the side and hurriedly persuaded.

Ye Feihua just shook his head in silence, as if he had already made a decision. Just don't stay in such a family.

Ye Fan didn't speak, but still looked at Ye Mu's body, his fists clenched tighter and tighter, until finally the bones of his hand made a crisp sound, as if they were about to break.

No matter whether he leaves the Ye family or not, he must avenge Ye Mu's grudges. Although Ye Meng has been killed, there is still the Bai family, and even the shameless blood.

"No matter what you demon or dog, you will die. If you don't kill you, I, Ye Fan, swear not to be a man!" Ye Fan gritted his teeth and swore inwardly.

This is the most poisonous vow he has ever made, and it is also the best explanation to the good brother Ye Mu.

"Boy, take Ye Mu's body and quickly find a secluded place!" Just after the oath, Ye Fan's voice came in his mind.

"Father, wait for me to come back!"

Before the words fell, Ye Fan had already disappeared in place with Ye Mu's corpse, galloping eastward.

If you want to find a secluded place, the mountain behind the east yard is naturally the most suitable. There are endless mountains, and any mountain top is enough to make people look for the first half of the year.

The reason for this rush is entirely Ye Fan's trust in the evil old man. This old man has countless magical powers and may have a way to bring people back to life.

Ye Mu had hope of resurrection, how could Ye Fan not be anxious.

"brush!"

But half an hour later, Ye Fan rushed into the mountains and found a very secret cave. The surroundings were extremely quiet, and there were no birds or insects.

"Xie old man, thank you for your help before!" Ye Fan said with sincere gratitude as he looked at the old man who appeared in front of him. Those two loud shouts were naturally from the mouth of the old Xie.

"You are the master of the Ten Thousand Demon Blood Pendant, so you don't need to say these words!" Old Xie waved his hand, keeping his eyes on Ye Mu's body.

"Old Xie, can you save him?" Ye Fan couldn't help asking, looking at the subtle expression of Old Xie.

Elder Xie nodded and cast his gaze on Ye Fan, and said solemnly: "This person has not lost his soul, has not lost his spirit, and is indeed salvable, but he needs to pay a big price!"

"What's the price?" Ye Fan couldn't help but when he saw Old Xie nod his head, he asked anxiously.

As long as he can save Yemu, he is willing to pay any price.

Elder Xie did not answer immediately, but stared straight at Ye Fan before saying, "This son's dantian blew himself up and died. If he wants to be reborn, he must reshape his body. The deity can personally create a supreme monster body for him, but This process requires at least fifty drops of monster blood!"

"What? Fifty drops of blood?" Ye Fan was taken aback. With his current physique, he could only condense seven drops if he died. The number of these fifty drops was unattainable for him.

"Is there no other way?" Ye Fan said subconsciously, fifty drops of blood, maybe he could only hope to have it when he stepped into the guard, now, it's completely impossible.

Old Xie shook his head and resolutely said: "Resurrection from the dead is an act against the sky. There is no room for any difference. Fifty drops of monster blood is indispensable!"

Ye Fan smiled bitterly. He knew that the blood of the monster race was extraordinary, but he didn't expect to be able to heal human flesh and bones, but the amount was too much.

Seeing Ye Fan’s dull expression, Elder Xie proactively suggested: "Boy, there is a way for this deity to get 50 drops of monster blood in an instant, but after using it, it will greatly deplete your spirit. It’s very likely that the power will fail."

"What's the solution?" Ye Fan asked, the old Xie asked him to come here, and as expected he helped him consider everything.

"Transfer the power of the ball of flesh to your body, and condense the blood through your mental power!" Xie Laoyan said concisely.

"The meat ball!" Upon hearing this, Ye Fan suddenly remembered the mutant monster beast that had been living in the jade pendant space. The meat ball contained some blood of the ancient sky swallowing devil and the sky devouring beast, but he was a minor and a powerful body. Power, but unable to condense the blood of the monster race.

"Xie Lao, you can try this method!" Ye Fan nodded frantically. He hadn't thought of this method before.

"I remind you again, the power of the **** does not belong to you. It is extremely difficult to condense the blood. With your mental power, a careless one is very likely to fall into a situation where it is impossible to recover, even if it succeeds, within a month. You will also fall into a weak state, unable to use any martial arts!"

Seeing Ye Fan's urgent appearance, Old Xie reminded him again, with deep anxiety on his face.

Only the real strong can know that the power of spirit is the foundation of the martial artist. Once something happens, it will affect your life. There are endless martial arts in martial arts, but there is no way to cultivate spiritual power. This can be seen Special.

Ye Fan's move was both dangerous and dangerous. If he was careless, the spiritual pillar that appeared in his mind would collapse, and no one would be able to save him by then, not even the old man.

"Xiao Mu did not hesitate to sacrifice himself for me and the Ye Family. I have no reason not to save him. Let's start!" Ye Fan agreed without thinking about it.

While speaking, he also opened the jade pendant, released the meat ball, and waited for Xie Lao's instructions.

He could expect the consequences of the failure, but this was not only the only chance to save Yemu, it was the best way to make Yemu stronger.

With a body of fifty drops of concentrated blood, Ye Fan felt jealous when he thought about it. If Ye Mu could really be reborn, his starting point for cultivation would definitely be higher than anyone else, and he could become Ye Fan's right-hand man in the future.