It only takes a little bit of force to trigger it, and it can unleash a devastating blow.
But if you want to use it to help Ye Ning'er, you need to constantly refine it.
And at this time.
A figure suddenly broke into Zhang Zifan's house.
It was a huge, muscular man with fiery red hair.
"I'm looking for a boy named Zhang Zifan. I wonder where he is?"
Zhang Zifan was currently refining the power of the Great Luo Jinxian, but he almost released the mark in his hand because of this huge fluctuation.
A trace of undetectable anger surged onto Zhang Zifan's face.
He walked out quietly, and then looked at this huge man with fiery red hair.
"Who are you? Why did you come to my home? I am Zhang Zifan, what do you want from me?"
Zhang Zifan was trying his best to suppress his anger at this moment.
There was still the rest of the sentence left in his mouth.
That is, if he can't tell me one, two, three, four today, he will have to hand over his life here.
"Zhang Zifan, I'm very curious. I couldn't find out where you came from a few months ago. Where did you come from?"
"And I can smell a faint smell of blood in your courtyard. This smell of blood is probably because Qin Shaoyou died in your hands in Qianlong Villa a few days ago, right?"
Zhang Zifan didn't panic at all after hearing these words. He just looked at the person in front of him coldly.
"It doesn't matter whether these things have anything to do with you, if you can't tell me what you want to do when you enter my yard today..."
Cold murderous intent spread on Zhang Zifan's face.
He looked at the person in front of him coldly.
But at this time, the man suddenly smiled.
"Okay, okay, there's no need to be so tit-for-tat."
"I'm not here to be your enemy this time, but to be your friend."
"My name is Ye Hao."
"If we go by my status, I can actually be regarded as Ye Ning'er's brother."
"I heard him say before that he has never been able to practice. It is precisely because of your existence that he can have the talent to practice."
"As for the abnormalities in her body, our ancestors of the Ye family will naturally have solutions, so I won't bother you with this matter."
Zhang Zifan was unconvinced when he heard these words.
"Tell me, what is the real purpose of your coming here?"
"If you just want to talk nonsense, since you are Ye Ning'er's brother, then there is no need for you to leave here completely today."
When Ye Hao heard these words, an evil smile appeared on his face.
"Why should young people be so blindly confident? None of us are already Taiyi Golden Immortals, and I am a middle-grade Golden Immortal who was promoted using top-grade medicine."
Seeing the atmosphere becoming more and more explosive.
Ye Hao suddenly laughed.
"Just kidding, I have no intention of fighting with you."
"Ye Ning'er is unwilling to enter my Ye family. We have found out that the reason why he is unwilling to go is because of what you said. This time we sincerely invite you to join the Ye family. If you have anything you want, feel free to do so.
You speak."
The Ye family is not a family that relies on the bloodline of the ancestral dragon, so it does not attach too much importance to things like bloodline inheritance.
Ye Ning'er likes Zhang Zifan and wants to bring him into the family.
Naturally, the family is extremely supportive.
Not to mention, Ye Ning'er is the son of a prodigy with purple talent, and Zhang Zifan is no ordinary person either.
As they continued to investigate, they discovered something very terrifying.
That was Qin Shaoyou of Qianlong Villa. When he arrived at the slave territory this time, he actually swallowed up all the people in Qianlong Villa.
I don’t know how powerful Qianlong Villa will become if there are more than ten Taiyi and Jinxian devouring their power all by themselves.
Ye Hao asked himself that he might not be able to defeat Qin Shaoyou, not to mention that Qin Shaoyou's magical powers should be very weird.
Zhang Zifan sneered when he heard these words.
"I have no interest in your Ye family. If you broke into my yard just because of this incident today, then I say for the last time, there is no need for you to walk out of here completely."
"Now, it's you or I who should do it."
Ye Hao laughed when he heard these words.
Then the expression on his face began to turn cold.
"Why have you tolerated me so many times? Do you think I'm a soft persimmon too, so easy to bully?"
Ye Hao also had a trace of anger in his heart at this moment. In his opinion, he had been very tolerant of Zhang Zifan's attitude.
And it wasn't just as simple as being patient. Even when faced with Zhang Zifan's repeated aggression, he didn't get angry, but he didn't expect that Zhang Zifan would actually bite his nose in the face.
You must know that the Ye family is the largest family in the Tianshui Sanctuary.
The treatment I enjoy on weekdays can be described as being cheered in front of and supported by others.
So Ye Hao didn't realize that his posture was a little high in front of Zhang Zifan at this moment.
The violent fist blast exploded from Ye Hao's hand.
The fiery red hair was not dyed like this intentionally by Ye Hao, but because the powerful fire element in his body could not be suppressed at all, so even his hair was dyed blood red.
The flames were mixed with the strong wind, the wind was raised by the fire, and the fire merged with the wind.
The terrifying flames were like exploding bombs, hitting Zhang Zifan all at once.
After enduring the punch, the flames left little burning marks on his clothes.
But how could it be so easy to punch Zhang Zifan like that?
The reason why Zhang Zifan did not dodge Ye Hao's punch was precisely because he also threw out a punch.
The terrifying power of frost clung to his fist, and the power of frost that was completely different from the flames condensed in the air.
Suddenly, one after another ice crystals began to spread from around Zhang Zifan towards Ye Hao.
The punch hit him hard.
Ye Hao felt as if he had fallen into the boundless Nine Hells.
The biting cold suddenly spread throughout his body, and even his blood began to flow slowly, with tiny ice crystals appearing.
Click, click, click.
Following Ye Hao's movements, pieces of thin ice fell from his body one after another.
But just an ordinary punch almost froze his whole body.
The biting cold suddenly made him sober. He understood that his own strength was probably still slightly behind Zhang Zifan's.