There are dozens of Donghua Palace disciples, including many monks in the middle stage of Zihu, and their overall combat strength is not weaker than that of a strong person in the late stage of Zihu.
Jiang Yi was full of resentment towards Chu Yiliu and wanted to kill him quickly.
However, if there are too many people's hearts, it will easily become chaotic.
Chu Yiliu's eyes turned cold, he glanced at the dozens of Donghua Palace disciples in mid-air, and said calmly: "How dare you take action against me!"
As he spoke, Zihu's spiritual power surged wildly, his beard and hair flying, and his momentum was astonishing. The black air in the cave behind him added a bit of soul-stirring evil aura to Chu Yiliu's handsome face.
The spectators all around stood in fear, looking at each other again and again, and grasped the magic weapon tightly.
Jiang Yi's eyes flashed with shame and anger, and he said sternly: "Why are you hesitating? Kill!"
At this time, a disciple whispered: "Junior Brother Jiang and Elder Frost are no match for him, let alone us? It's better not to provoke him."
"Yes, he still has the will of Qingyan Suanni to help him. We are no match at all." Someone advised.
Jiang Yi's face turned red and he said sternly: "You cowards are not worthy of being my disciples in Donghua Palace."
The Zihu monks present were all his senior brothers and sisters. Being accused like this by a junior brother, his face suddenly turned ugly.
You roared with a hot temper: "If you have the ability, try it yourself!"
"Just try it!" Jiang Yi shouted angrily as veins popped up on his face. He strode toward Chu Yiliu, but before he got close to the stone platform, his legs seemed to have taken root on the ground and he could no longer move.
Moved.
When Chu Yiyi was still a monk in the Condensing Cloud Realm, he was no match for him. Now that he has entered the Purple Lake Realm, he is even less likely to be a match.
Jiang Yi's anger was extinguished instantly.
Chu Yiliu glanced at him lightly, took off the storage ring from Taoist Frost, put his mental power into it, and took out the innate spiritual essence.
A fragrant aroma spread out, making the disciples of Donghua Palace open their eyes with envy, but no one dared to come forward to fight for it.
Chu Yiliu waved his hand, causing the blue-eyed Suanni to cover the four directions with darkness, blocking the sight of the Donghua Palace disciples. He then took out the crack pot and used his spiritual power to refine the innate spiritual essence.
Two golden lines appeared on the cracked pot, and the innate spiritual marrow rolled rapidly, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was swept away. A green light glowed on the innate spiritual marrow, and as more spiritual energy entered, the green light became more dazzling.
The disciples on the periphery only saw a ball of dazzling green light erupting from the rolling black energy on the stone platform.
The green-eyed Suanni couldn't help but lick his lips, and said greedily: "Boy, if I hadn't had a physical body, I wouldn't have been able to save a green-level spiritual creature like you."
The seven-color spiritual products are red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, indigo, and purple. The green level ranks fourth, and it is an extremely rare treasure in the sea area.
Chu Yiliu chuckled lightly and said lightly: "That also depends on your ability."
As he spoke, the innate spiritual essence in the cracked pot rose up, and 60% of it sank into Mo Ji's mouth. Green light roamed inside his body, his heart began to beat loudly, and his energy continued to grow.
boom...
There was a roar inside Moji's body, and he exhaled like an ox.
"Hurry up and refine it!" Chu Yiliu shouted in a deep voice. What spewed out from Mo Ji's seven orifices was the essence of the innate spiritual marrow.
Hearing the sound, Mo Ji quickly closed his seven orifices, and the Qinglong Mutian Technique started to work quickly, and there was a rumble in the body. However, the 60% of the innate spiritual essence was so abundant that there were still traces of it seeping out from the pores.
Green-eyed Suanni pouted and said, "It's a waste, it's a waste. It's such a pity that such a treasure is wasted by you."
Chu Yiliu rolled his eyes. The essence seeping out of the pores also has the effect of cleansing the muscles and cutting the marrow. How can it be said to be wasted?
Well, it is indeed a waste.
However, the current conditions are limited, and they do not have any green-level spiritual items that can be used to make elixirs. Using low-level spiritual items to assist them will not only fail to exert the full effect of the innate spiritual marrow, but may also waste part of the spiritual marrow.
"Let's just make it work like this." Chu Yiliu muttered. He flicked his finger and took out another 10% of the spiritual marrow, which dispersed into spiritual mist and enveloped Mo Ji.
The spiritual marrow essence quickly repaired Moji's injuries, and a thick layer of cuticles fell off, revealing the fat man's fair skin.
"Okay." Chu Yiliu nodded with satisfaction, but this guy had used 70% of such precious innate spiritual marrow, and it felt a little painful.
He carefully drank the remaining 30% of the spiritual marrow. He did not dare to use it so extravagantly for Mo Ji. The spiritual marrow was stored under the heart and merged with five drops of spiritual blood, emitting spiritual energy from time to time and nourishing it.
physique.
In this way, the power of the spiritual essence can be fully exerted.
The surrounding green light disappeared, and the black air also dispersed.
Mo Ji suddenly opened his eyes, a bright light flashed, and he said excitedly, "Brother Yiyi, I feel that we are not far from the middle stage of Peiyuan Realm!"
Chu Yiyi couldn't help rolling his eyes. He had just broken through the Peiyuan Realm and was about to enter the middle stage of the Peiyuan Realm. Even he was envious of this speed.
However, the 70% of the innate spiritual power just now can give the late-stage monks of Zihu a chance to break through to all things. It seems a bit of a loss to break through to a small realm.
Chu Yiyi didn't say this to Mo Ji. He nodded and said: "Very good, you'll be fine. Don't work so hard in the future."
Mo Ji scratched his head and said with a smile: "I thought something happened to you."
"Am I so prone to getting into trouble?" Chu Yiliu curled his lips. He and Qingyan Suanni had discussed the previous matters. However, in the end, Mo Ji suddenly broke out and almost crippled Taoist Frost.
When Chu Yiliu breaks through, there is only one chance to harvest.
He threw Taoist Frost's storage ring to Mo Ji and muttered: "This good thing is an advantage for you."
Taoist Frost's storage ring contains most of his life savings, which is priceless.
Mo Ji chuckled and asked, "You don't need it yourself?"
"No, no, no!" Chu Yiliu waved his hand with a look of pain. However, he took an ancient crocodile demon's demon elixir, which could help Jiaohun take another step forward. However, this is something to be done for the future.
He turned around and walked towards the cave, collecting the Frost Spirit Pearl.
"Boy, don't forget what you promised me before." Blue-eyed Suanni said impatiently.
Chu Yiliu nodded and said: "Don't worry, I will save you, but not now."
"What?" Blue-eyed Suanni suddenly felt that he had been deceived, and his voice suddenly became shrill and shrill. All the disciples of Donghua Palace around him felt a stabbing pain in their minds, and their faces showed pain.
"You brat, how dare you lie to me!"
Chu Yiliu quietly looked at the black energy dancing wildly in the cave, and said calmly: "When you were dealing with Frost Taoist just now, you deliberately let go. I haven't settled the score with you yet."
"Also, before you blackmailed me about my soul genealogy, I didn't bother you. Being able to save you has already done your utmost to be benevolent and righteous. Is it too late for you?"
Black air was billowing in the entrance of the cave, and the blue-eyed Suani was filled with anger and uncertainty.
However, even if Chu Yiyi had the means to take him out now, he still couldn't guarantee that he could control this greedy guy. When the time comes, he would be blamed for causing trouble to everyone.
"You...you...are unforgivable!" Blue-eyed Suanni roared angrily, attacking Moji with violent will power.
It knew that Chu Yiliu was not easy to deal with, but what about the fat man next to it?
Mo Ji's burst of fighting power just now made Qingyan Suanni jealous. If you can't get the best, just take second place and be able to leave here, that's it!
The majestic power of will was poured into Moji's sea of consciousness.
"Ah!" Mo Ji groaned, his eyes instantly turned red, and there was a faint demonic energy rolling behind him, surging in all directions.
However, soon it was the blue-eyed Suanni's turn to scream, and the black energy receded like a tide.
"Damn fat man, in your mind..." it sounded startled, and then disappeared without a trace.
Master Lu also made the same mistake. Moji's sea of consciousness was basically a bottomless pit, swallowing up all spiritual power. It was no less terrifying than Chu Yiliu's sea of consciousness guarded by the tree of the avenue.
Chu Yiliu chuckled lightly, walked over and plucked the Nine Heavens Mysterious Spirit Grass.
Mo Ji was still confused and murmured: "What happened just now?"
"It's okay, nothing happened." Chu Yiyi put the Jiutian Xuanling Grass away and looked into the cave jokingly.
After a while, the black air of the entire holy mountain became more and more intense.
Some disciples' expressions changed and they were frightened: "No, the power of the sacrifice is about to disappear. We have to hurry up and leave here."
Before the words were spoken, everyone used their own methods and flew towards the foot of the Holy Mountain.
Chu Yiliu also jumped into the air and flew away. Mo Ji followed him. He was still a little used to flying in the air in the early stage.
"Brother Yi Yi, why are you walking so smoothly?" Mo Ji looked puzzled.
Chu Yiliu smiled and said nothing.
Hoho...
A shocking roar erupted from the depths of the holy mountain, and the sound was soul-stirring. Apparently all the willpower of the blue-eyed Suanni began to awaken.
Outside the Holy Mountain, the master of Donghua Palace's face moved slightly and murmured: "Why does time pass so fast? Did someone stimulate that old demon?"
And standing next to her was a handsome young man in white, who was undoubtedly He Fugui.
"If that old demon dares to cause trouble again, just kill him directly." He Fugui said calmly.
The Lord of Donghua Palace showed a rare feminine attitude, rolled her eyes at him, and muttered: "This is the sacred mountain of my Donghua Palace. The old demon is a sacred mountain spiritual beast. How can I kill him just because I want to?"
He Fugui smiled and said, "As long as it doesn't hurt the people on Wuyou Island, I won't touch him."
"Wuyou Island, Wuyou Island, I know your Wuyou Island." Palace Master Donghua cursed secretly in his heart.
The roars in the Holy Mountain became more and more shrill, and even some of the weak Donghua Palace disciples were so frightened that they fell out of the air and rolled down the Holy Mountain.
The Donghua Palace disciples outside the mountain were all sweating. After a while, they finally saw someone rushing out.
"Great, someone came out alive!"
The people who came out were disciples of Donghua Palace.
Immediately, Chu Yiyi and two others also came out.
At this time, in the holy mountain, Jiang Yi was still sitting paralyzed under the stone platform, watching everyone leave. He was only a monk in the Ningyun realm and could not fly, so he screamed: "Brother and sister, don't leave me behind."