Supreme Martial Artist

During these ten days, Ye Xinghe was almost non-stop.

With that posture of crazily squeezing oneself, practicing extremely fiercely, a combination of secret sword technique and 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 gesture.

And 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 he has more dealings with monsters and less with humans.

His mind is actually quite simple and a little kind.

She looks like a cute older sister in her thirties, but she doesn't have any scheming ideas.

Seeing Ye Xinghe's hard training, 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 in surprise.

At this moment, the three Gu insects had already flown out.

Behind them, the red blood mirage dragon's wound had not healed for thousands of years and had been eroded by the power of darkness.

At this time, flesh and blood are produced at an extremely fast speed and grow quickly!

The 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.

They were still as big as the tips of needles, but their color had turned into a blood-red color.

Ye Xinghe felt much stronger and more agile, and seemed to have gained a lot of intelligence.

However, the specific changes need to be explored slowly.

He put away the blood-red Gu worm and asked, "How is it going? How is your strength recovering? Are your injuries really healed?"

The red blood mirage dragon felt carefully 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, there was nothing left, and it was silent for thousands of years. Most of the 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, and 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 left until the end of the misty 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 fatal 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 be exploding.

Martial God Pill, an opportunity to practice in Yuehua Holy Land for half a year!

These two major rewards are indeed generous.

Everyone's eyes turned red instantly!

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 can be found 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 risk 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 in an instant, 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!"