Yang Fei watched An Zichen cultivate blankly, and a large amount of heaven and earth vitality entered her body.Yang Fei has never had such a thorough understanding of the best Chinese national arts, and all the difficulties in the past have suddenly been solved.I don't know how long it took, at the Mud Pill Palace above An Zichen's head, a stream of essence qi suddenly rose.At the same time, a mighty majesty swept through the entire living room from the inside out, and her majesty was awe-inspiring.Yang Fei was immediately overjoyed.The essence yuan qi that rose from An Zichen Mud Pill Palace was no longer the essence of Gang Yuan, but had become an incomparably pure true yuan qi.The power contained in the True Yuan Qi is more than ten times more than the Qi of the Gangyuan!
This is enough to prove that An Zichen has reached the realm of true martial arts.However, at this moment, the turtle pole in Yang Fei's body rotated rapidly, and a terrible alarm came.A huge, endless coercion descended from the sky, sealing the small room in an instant.The desperately large coercion was like a landslide and tsunami.Yang Fei and An Zichen were like flies in pine resin, and immediately froze.At this moment, the Heavenly Talisman on Yang Fei's body suddenly glowed with a faint circle of light, enveloping Yang Fei in it.Yang Fei's body was light, he could clearly feel the huge power that destroyed the world, but he was safe and sound within the aperture, and there was no discomfort on his body.This feeling is like a sudden rainstorm between heaven and earth, and Yang Fei is hiding behind the car window.Let the torrential rain hit the car window and crackle, but Yang Fei was safe and sound.He was even able to appreciate the beauty of the downpour pouring down from heaven and earth.On the other hand, An Zichen was not so easy.Her beautiful face suddenly became bloodless, and her whole body fell backwards as if it had been smashed by a huge piece of wood.She is like a white fish thrown on the beach, no matter how much she struggles, she can't get rid of the disaster in front of her.An Zichen's body was tightly pressed against the floor, and his perfect body was tightly tensed, showing a blushing and heart-pounding curve.In her body, there seemed to be a few taut steel wires suddenly, and her limbs were twisted in an extremely strange posture, and the whole person was completely inhuman.But even so, An Zichen remained silent, fell to the floor, and held on.Her head was stubbornly raised upward, and her eyes were staring fiercely into the void, as if there was an enemy hidden in the dark.At this moment, An Zichen's two hands did not obey the call at all, and not a single little finger could move.However, her two hands still desperately closed slowly towards the middle, struggling, resisting, and not giving in.Yang Fei had seen the tragic situation of Uncle Fu and the old Taoist priest's divine punishment, and knew that the divine punishment was terrible.However, the girl in front of her, who was as clear as crystal, didn't seem to take the pain on her body seriously at all.She just gritted her teeth, and her hands moved closer to the middle little by little.Finally, An Zichen's hands were put together, barely forming a magic seal.On her body, there was suddenly a faint cyan light, enveloping her body.Yang Fei watched from the sidelines, not daring to disturb, and there was nothing to do.At this moment, when he saw An Zichen, he finally transported his true yuan qi, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.However, in the next second, An Zichen spurted out a mouthful of blood.She fell to the ground as if she had been hit by a huge piece of wood.The floor tiles were smashed, and the sharp porcelain pieces cut through An Zichen's snow-white skin, leaving a shocking red on her body.Roar!
An Zichen's mouth suddenly let out a long whistle, the sound was like an air bomb, and the window glass and the glass on the table were all shattered.And with this long roar, a huge and incomparably large essence qi swept out from An Zichen's body.The light gauze-like skirt on her body was immediately torn into strips of cloth by the Zhenyuan storm.An Zichen's flawless body appeared in front of Yang Fei's eyes.However, at this moment, Yang Fei had no time to appreciate An Zichen's peerless beauty.He looked at An Zichen nervously, and the Heavenly Talisman in his hand had been removed.Once An Zichen can't hold on, Yang Fei will activate the power of this celestial talisman to protect An Zichen.The muscles on An Zichen's face kept twitching, which made her beautiful face a little deformed, but her eyes were still as clear as water.With the help of the True Yuan Storm to block the invasion of heaven and earth energy, An Zichen's hands formed a magic seal and closed it in front of his chest.Her unique mastery, the martial arts mind of the alien flame golden lotus was quickly activated to resist the divine punishment in the underworld.In the void, there are strange fluctuations.Countless heaven and earth vitality surged in even more violently, like a furious sea tide, wave after wave, surging towards An Zichen.An Zichen at this moment is like a flat boat, sailing in the stormy waves.As long as one is not careful, it will be shattered and will never recover.Although the situation is so dangerous, An Zichen's eyes are still as clear as water, and he is not alarmed.Suddenly, a cyan mark appeared on An Zichen's snow-white back, followed by another one.Yang Fei blinked, and three or four cyan marks appeared on An Zichen's back.These marks spread over her body like snakes, and they looked extremely eerie and terrifying.Yang Fei's heart sank deeply.She is no stranger to such cyan marks.When Uncle Ah Fu and the old Taoist priest were possessed by heaven that day, this strange texture also appeared on their bodies.Thousands of textures formed the head of a hideous god.Yang Fei knew that once these cyan imprints formed a heavenly god pattern, it would represent the formation of divine punishment, and An Zichen would be considered useless from now on.Burst!
The cyan texture on An Zichen's body became more and more dense, and it became denser and denser.The expression on her face was very painful, and she finally couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.Yang Fei's heart hurt.Although Yang Fei never remembered the memories before the age of 18.But he faintly felt that whether it was Xue Mingtai or An Zichen, he was probably the closest person in the world.Yang Fei did not hesitate to take out the Heavenly Talisman and hang it around An Zichen's neck.The blood flowing from the corner of An Zichen's mouth soaked the Heavenly Charm and released a pale cyan light from the Heavenly Charm that spread to An Zichen's whole body like flowing water.The cyan texture on An Zichen's body all stopped the momentum of spreading, and the color became lighter and had a tendency to fade.She broke free from the pain, and suddenly saw Yang Fei in front of her, and was stunned for a moment.Yang Fei squeezed out a dry smile at her, An Zichen looked at him with the wrong look, looked down, and suddenly a red glow floated on his cheeks.At this moment, An Zichen's dress on his body was tattered, and there was no way to cover his body, and many important parts could be seen at a glance.Her body, which had faded its cyan vein, was as clear as jade.An Zichen quickly turned around and put on a Korean windbreaker.Almost at the same time, Yang Fei pounced, his five bodies fell to the ground, and his body was pressed to the floor by an invisible force.