Fantasia: The opening sand sculpture player opens the coffin for me

The zombie general was still hammering the ground, punching Yin Er's body into the ground with one punch after another. From the beginning of the head, and even half of the body, a big hole was directly formed on the ground.

"Tsk tsk, this scene, why does it feel like the scene of Huoyun evil god beating Master Xing violently?"

Gou Lao Liu supported Si Nan and the others, looking at the bloody scene in front of him, he was a little timid.

"It's really like, will this zombie general also get through the two veins of Ren and Du of this skeleton spirit?"

"Fuck, it's really possible, after all, the background of our game is cultivating immortals."

"Maybe a fart, look, his head has fallen off, Mosaic, why doesn't he appear in this game."

"It's no wonder that there are no girls in all the players. Such a bloody scene must be reported and taken off the shelves."

"But it's okay, it's good that there are no female players.

According to the background of this story, there should be various mother demons, such as little fairies and little demon girls, I get excited just thinking about it. "

Sinan and the others who survived were all seriously injured, but they were able to stand up again now. They supported each other and walked to Yin Er's "pit" that had been beaten into rotten flesh.

Compared with lying on the ground sobbing and unable to move before, although they are still disabled now, it will not take long before they can be alive and well again.

At this time, their savage-like clothes were already in tatters, and they each had all kinds of dirty blood-stained flesh on their bodies, but this did not affect their future yearning in the slightest.

They were originally nerds in their lives, and communicating with others is considered a weakness, but facing this "real" game world, they all feel hopeful in their hearts that they can get out of the singles.

"The character modeler of the female monk in this game is conscientious enough. The NPC modeled such exaggerated two-dimensional twin sisters. I am so envious of the city owner."

Gou Lao Liu looked at the two big-breasted sisters with single and double ponytails who surrounded Ying Xuan not far away, and their expressions were called envy.

Following Gou Lao Liu's voice, the remaining few people, Sinan, Qian Duoduo, and Sasge, who were more cold and rational, also looked over from time to time.

There is no way, the two twin sisters look innocent and good-looking, the key is to see that they have a good temper, listening to the scolding of Ying Xuan, these old single dogs feel like they are acting like a spoiled child.

"You're just lying to us, and you said you saved Senior Brother Yang. That zombie was originally under your control."

Lin Xiaoyu crossed her hips, pouted, and questioned Ying Xuan in a coquettish voice.

"Uh-huh"

Ying Xuan nodded, seeming to be perfunctory, watching the girl with one ponytail treating Yang Wenju's wound, frowning and shaking his head again.

"Senior Brother Yang, bear with the pain, I will use my spiritual power to push your chest back to its original position."

"Ah~"

As soon as the girl with the ponytail finished speaking, Yang Wenju screamed in pain, and then passed out again.

The girl with the single ponytail broke Yang Wenju's chest back, except for five blood holes in her fingers, she seemed to be fine.

"Hey, he can't be saved, let's bury him.

Over there, I have already let the zombie general smash a big hole, and together with that black robe of the Corpse Refining Sect, I will make a corpse for him, so that he can have a good pregnancy in the next life. "

Looking at Yang Wenju, who seemed not to be breathing, Ying Xuan directly suggested.

"I'm alive, I'm fine, I'm saved

I have a high-grade repairing elixir in my storage bag, help me. "

Yang Wenju said something anxious, rolled his eyes again, but there was an extra white porcelain bottle in his hand.

The white porcelain bottle is about the size of a fist and looks very expensive.

Ying Xuan picked it up and took a look. It was a thousand-year-old spirit stone milk.

Lingshi milk, this is a spirit stone milk that requires special spirit stone veins, which can only be formed after thousands of years of ticking.

This person is lucky, this thing can not only speed up the cultivation, but also increase the longevity, and of course the most important taste is quite good.

Thinking of putting it in his arms, and facing the threat of the girl with a ponytail, he quickly dripped a small drop on Yang Wenju's wound.

The terrifying wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Yang Wenju's eyelids rolled slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

"Give me another drop."

The girl with the ponytail watched the wound stop halfway through healing, looked at the white porcelain bottle that Ying Xuan was about to put away, and urged her.

It doesn't seem like it's his stuff either, why put it away so naturally, it makes him feel so sorry for his own stuff.

"No more, that's all there is in total."

Ying Xuan shook the white porcelain bottle, and there was a ding-dong sound coming from inside.

"Well, that's mine. It's obviously a big bottle."

Yang Wenju woke up at this moment, his neck turned red when he saw Ying Xuan's shameless behavior.

"What's yours? Yours was already used to save you just now."

Ying Xuan's face turned cold quickly, and he glared at Yang Wenju who was still lying on the ground.

"Xiaoyu, stick out your tongue, this is delicious and tonic."

Ying Xuan signaled that Lin Xiaoyu, who was still on her hips, seemed to have been injured just now.

Opening the white porcelain bottle again, a strange fragrance wafted out immediately.

Lin Xiaoyu glanced at her sister, saw her nodding, slightly opened her small cherry mouth, and stuck out her pink and tender tongue.

Ying Xuan frowned suddenly.

"Big it up a little bit, and if others see it, they'll think I'm stingy, and I'm not willing to give it to you."

Ying Xuan raised the white porcelain bottle, and a large drop of milky white liquid fell onto Lin Xiaoyu's tongue.

"Wow, it smells so good. Although it doesn't smell much, it feels so comfortable."

Lin Xiaoyu's eyes blurred instantly.

"The thousand-year-old spirit stone milk helps to strengthen one's foundation and repair one's hidden wounds. Don't improve one's cultivation level yet."

Ying Xuan reminded her, and Lin Xiaoyu, who was already meditating on the ground, turned her head to look at the girl with one ponytail.

"Open your mouth too, open it wider."

The faces of the two sisters are the same, they look like little lolitas, and their mouths are even smaller.

The girl with a single ponytail frowned, looked at the rough Ying Xuan, and slowly opened her mouth.

"Adjust your breath first, don't leave any hidden wounds."

"Senior brother, what about me?" Yang Wenju, who was lying on the ground, opened his mouth wide open, with a look of waiting for luck.

"What you, no more, I used it for you just now, otherwise you can still live now?"

Ying Xuan's expression was a little gloomy.

At this time, he was a little confused, this person should be killed, not to mention that he was going to be his oriole just now, just because of the twin sisters, he should be killed on the spot, so as to avoid future troubles.

However, it is inconvenient to see too many people now.

Generally speaking, if you want to kill a person, you will not be so devious. If you have a chance, you will kill it.

After all, this is the world of cultivating immortals. The strong plunder everything, and the weak lose everything. This kind of concept of the jungle has been deeply imprinted in the cultivation career of the past thousand years.

But for the sake of the twins in front of him, Ying Xuan chose to endure it.

At this time, Ying Xuan looked irritable.

Yang Wenju also shut up at this time, lying on the ground, he also noticed Ying Xuan's murderous aura.

"Hey, you bastards, come here."

Ying Xuan called out to Sinan and the players who were tearing off the zombie general's tattered armor not far away.

When they heard Ying Xuan's shout, they limped and ran over.

At this time, Sinan and the others had broken legs and crooked necks, as miserable as they could be.

"Everyone opens their mouths."

Si Nan, Gou Lao Liu, Qian Duoduo, and Sas looked at the white porcelain bottle in Ying Xuan's hand, and immediately understood it, and opened their mouths.

Ying Xuan controlled the spirit stone milk, and the spirit liquid flew to the player's mouth drop by drop.

"It's comfortable!"

It was Sinan and the others who shouted separately, and the wounds on their bodies also healed quickly.

[Ding, you have absorbed the Millennium Lingshi Milk, and your body is undergoing rapid repair. 】

Si Nan and the others felt the rapid healing of their fractures, and the wounds were also scabbing rapidly.

"You can only bear one drop, and you won't be able to bear any more."

roar~
Just when Ying Xuan was about to put away the Lingshi milk, he heard a beast roar.

I saw a two-story flame tiger with mottled hair and slightly deformed body, staggering slowly towards Ying Xuan.

It was the mutated purple-red mutated flaming tiger, half of her waist seemed to have been severely hit, and she who looked majestic at first, was as miserable as she wanted at this moment.

"You also want this millennium spirit stone milk?"

Seeing the huge tiger's head staring at the bottle in his hand, Ying Xuan understood what the tigress meant.

Looking at this miserable appearance, it also shows the vicious method of the Foundation Establishment Zombie's attack just now.

"Then have you considered following me? You must know that I also saved you just now."

Ying Xuan stared at the mutant flaming tiger, he knew she could understand human language.

The Flame Tiger is hesitating, she is seriously injured, and she needs the restoration of the millennium spirit stone milk, otherwise it will affect her future foundation.

Ying Xuan slowly walked towards the mutated flame tiger, and came directly to his big head.

"I'm just joking. I, Ying Xuan, am definitely not the kind of person who promises to return favors. If I let you and me, I will make you willing. Open your mouth and stick out your tongue."

The Flaming Tiger froze for a moment, and popped out its big tongue full of barbs.

Yingxuan poured the Lingshi milk on his tongue, and the Flaming Tiger rolled his tongue and swallowed the Lingshi milk.

There was no half bottle left.

wrong.

Ying Xuan looked at the mutated flame tiger that could slowly straighten up, dangling the white porcelain bottle, with a somewhat grim expression.

The aura of the mutated flame tiger was rising, and as soon as the flame tiger's thousand-year-old spirit stone milk entered his stomach, Ying Xuan felt something was wrong.

Damn, you won't make a breakthrough with the help of the Millennium Lingshi Milk.

As far as the spirit stone milk I gave just now, let alone a hundred and eighty drops, it would take a while to refine one drop during the normal qi refining period, but the mutated flame tiger seemed unusual.

Is this momentum breaking through the foundation building period?
Ying Xuan's expression became serious.

This monster is about to break through, and I'm afraid it won't be able to stop it.

As a former strong man, Ying Xuan knew very well that in the face of lack of strength, any kindness might turn into persecution. After all, he still had half of the Lingshi Milk left in his hand.

After a while, the monster really breaks through, and I can't stop it in this state, and the zombie general's situation is not optimistic.

Ying Xuan directly opened the white porcelain bottle and blew it directly into his mouth.

ton ton ton

Everyone was shocked by the breakthrough of the mutated flame tiger, and they were speechless when they saw Ying Xuan's appearance.

Especially Yang Wenju, who was lying on the ground, had a vicious expression on his face.

"Roar"

There was a huge beast roar, and waves of hot air came out directly

It was the Blazing Tiger who broke through.

From the completion of the tenth level of Qi Refining, directly break through to the first level of the foundation building stage.