During these ten days, Ye Xinghe was almost non-stop.
With that attitude of crazily squeezing himself, he practiced extremely fiercely, a combination of the secret sword technique and the sword of destruction.
Whenever he relaxes a little bit.
It just reminded me of the scene when I was chased by Chu Zhantian.
The Red Blood Mirage Dragon was quite puzzled by his posture.
After these ten days, Ye Xinghe and the Red Blood Mirage Dragon have become very familiar with each other.
After getting along with each other, Ye Xinghe also discovered it.
Although this red blood mirage dragon has lived for unknown tens of millions of years.
But it may be because I deal more with monsters and less with humans.
His mind is actually quite simple and somewhat kind.
She looks like a cute older sister in her thirties, but she doesn't have any scheming ideas.
Seeing how hard Ye Xinghe was practicing, he spent all his energy to condense a shadow for him that was the same size and structure as his own.
Let Ye Xinghe be the training subject.
This red blood mirage dragon phantom also has the strength of the eighth level of the outer world, so it is most suitable for practice!
After another day, Ye Xinghe had almost recovered.
The Red Blood Mirage Dragon suddenly cheered in surprise: "My injuries have recovered!"
Ye Xinghe looked at it in surprise.
Then I saw that at this time, the three Gu insects had already flown out.
Behind them, the scar of the Red Blood Mirage Dragon has not healed for thousands of years and has been eroded by the power of darkness.
At this time, flesh and blood are produced at an extremely fast speed and grow quickly!
Three Gu worms fell into Ye Xinghe's hand, waving the tentacles on their heads majestically.
As if asking for credit from him.
Ye Xinghe laughed.
"You three little things!"
At this time, the three transparent Gu insects had already changed.
Their size is still as large as the tip of a needle, but their color has turned into a blood-red color.
Ye Xinghe felt much stronger and more agile, and seemed to have gained a lot of intelligence.
However, we have to slowly explore the specific changes.
He put away the blood-red Gu worm and asked: "How is it? How is your strength recovering? Are your injuries really healed?"
The red blood mirage dragon carefully felt it inside and out.
It nodded and said: "The injury has indeed been eradicated, but that's all."
It smiled bitterly: "My strength is not even one percent of what it was at its peak!"
"After being seriously injured, not a single one of them remained, and it was silent for thousands of years. Most of its power dissipated, although it is very weak now!"
"I estimate that my current strength is equivalent to that of a ninth-level cultivator of the heaven and earth realm outside your human race."
Ye Xinghe secretly clicked his tongue.
There is not even one in a hundred, there are nine realms of outer heaven and earth.
How powerful was this guy in his prime?
"Besides, I'm still trapped here and can't get out."
"Forget it, let's practice and recover slowly."
The Red Blood Mirage Dragon said helplessly.
Ye Xinghe nodded solemnly.
"The cultivation level of the ninth level of the outer world is enough for my plan!"
"Of course, this is based on the situation that only Chu Zhantian does not change."
"If something changes, we can only adapt accordingly!"
After all, he couldn't account for everything.
But at this time, Ye Xinghe didn't know yet.
Now, in the mist and illusion, a huge change has occurred.
It turns out that today is the twenty-seventh day that Ye Xinghe enters this misty illusion.
Everyone suddenly felt something, and raised their heads one after another, looking towards the sky.
The next moment, the clouds gathered in the sky and turned into a huge face.
It’s Heng Shenghong!
At this time, outside the misty illusion, on top of the mountain peak.
A magic circle was surging with light, and there were seven elders standing at every corner of the magic circle.
They put their hands forward, pressed into the magic circle, and poured the power in their bodies into it.
Their faces were either red or pale, and their whole bodies were shaking.
Obviously, everyone is under great pressure.
For them, maintaining this array is also a huge burden!
The formation can be maintained by seven elders, which shows how powerful it is!
And there was a person standing at the eye of the magic circle, it was Heng Shenghong.
He closed his eyes and concentrated, holding an ancient yellow jade talisman in his hand.
Rays of light flowed out from the jade talisman and poured into the misty illusion in front of them.
Heng Shenghong said something slowly.
And all of this is simultaneously mapped into the misty illusion.
Everyone looked up and saw Heng Shenghong's deep voice.
"There are still three days until the end of the mist and illusion."
"According to the deductions of powerful seniors, in twelve hours, the red blood mirage dragon that created this misty illusion will be at its weakest!"
"Now I'll give you the next deadly mission. Everyone, go there. Where there is a red light pillar rising into the sky, that's where the Red Blood Mirage Dragon is!"
His voice was sharp.
"Everyone must work together to kill the red blood mirage dragon and seize the inner elixir in its body!"
"As long as they can bring it back, the person with the greatest contribution will be rewarded with a Martial God Pill, and all the remaining people can enter the Yuehua Holy Land to practice for six months!"
Through a few sentences, just a few words.
Saying this seemed to have exhausted all of Heng Shenghong's strength.
The next moment, an expression of unspeakable pain appeared on his face, and then his face disappeared.
At this time, the mist and illusion seemed to have exploded.
Martial God Pill, an opportunity to practice in Yuehua Holy Land for half a year!
These two major rewards are indeed generous.
Instantly everyone’s eyes turned red!
Even people of Chu Zhantian's level coveted this kind of reward.
And then, it was almost at the center of this misty illusion.
A crimson beam of light suddenly rose, condensing and not dissipating, extremely conspicuous.
Of course, everyone knows that the task of killing the Red Blood Mirage Dragon is extremely dangerous.
The probability of death is also quite high.
But so what?
Wealth and wealth are sought in danger. We have practiced all the way. Who is not like this?
Now that the opportunity is in front of you, how could you not cherish it!
How many people want to trade their lives for a chance, but they can't!
So, almost everyone in this misty illusion.
They all rushed towards the crimson light pillar at the same time.
At this time, deep in the dense forest, the six-armed demon god was constantly being hunted and devoured by monsters.
He regained his clarity instantly and turned around to look at the place where the crimson light pillar was.
He whispered: "I lost the ancient bronze monument. After I get out, Elder Zhu will only blame me."
"But if I took the inner elixir of the Red Blood Mirage Dragon for him, I would be able to offset the merits and demerits!"
Suddenly, a sinister and violent look flashed across his face.
He slapped himself in the face and muttered in a low voice: "Fuck Zhu Qingtan, what a piece of shit!" "I'm not as strong as him now. If I practice for a few more years, I'll eat him in one bite!"