Resurrection of Spiritual Energy: At the beginning, the cute girl tricked me to worship me as a teac

"Yes, Master."

Hearing Ye Fan's voice transmission, Li Meng'er and Qin Tian didn't dare to delay, and rushed towards the corpse of the Dragon Blood God Jiao.

The Dragon Blood Divine Flood Dragon has been beheaded, and a lot of blood in the body has been lost, but there is still a lot left.

Soon, Li Meng'er collected almost all the remaining blood in the body of the Dragon Blood God Flood Dragon.

Packed in a special jade porcelain bottle.

"Master, it has been taken out." Li Meng'er shouted at Ye Fan.

"Throw the jade bottle over, and the two of you quickly retreat."

Ye Fan shouted loudly, and while he was temporarily repelling the monster, he used Yunshen steps to rush towards Li Meng'er and Qin Tian at top speed.

Li Meng'er heard the words, without the slightest hesitation, she instantly threw the jade bottle in her hand towards Ye Fan.

"Walk."

She and Qin Tian looked at each other, and hurriedly fled into the distance.

With a flash of Ye Fan's figure, he reached out and directly took the jade bottle containing the blood of the dragon's blood god into his hand.

But at this moment, an angry roar sounded behind him.

"Beast, the speed is quite fast!" Ye Fan cursed angrily.

Immediately, he turned around and slapped it directly.

"Dragon Elephant Palm!"

The phantoms of the real dragon and the idol instantly condensed and landed on the monster.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the monster's body was blown away by Ye Fan's palm again.

But the result was the same as before, Xiao Cheng's Dragon Elephant Palm couldn't do much damage to this monster at all.

On the contrary, it made it even more irritable and angry, roaring angrily, staring fiercely at Ye Fan, as if it was going to tear him apart.

"Buzz!"

The wings behind the monster spread out, covering the sky and covering the earth, and rushed towards Ye Fan again.

"Sword II!"

Seeing the monster rushing towards him again, the Thunder Sword in Ye Fan's hand continuously shot out streaks of white sword energy.

In an instant, hundreds of sword qi crisscrossed and intertwined, directly blocking the monster's way out.

Although these sword qi can't hurt the monster, it can cause some obstacles to it, and buy time for Ye Fan to refine the blood of the Dragon Blood God Jiao, so that the trace of the real dragon contained in the blood of the Dragon Blood God Jiao can be absorbed. Essence and blood refining and absorption.

Just between the lightning and the flint, Ye Fan has already retreated thousands of meters away by relying on the depth of the cloud.

"Wow!"

Ye Fan spread out his palm, and there was spiritual energy in his palm, and he poured out the blood in the jade bottle.

Sensing the trace of real dragon essence contained in those blood, Ye Fan's face showed a touch of excitement. If these real dragon essence and blood can be extracted, the power of the dragon elephant palm will definitely increase dramatically.

If we hit that monster again at that time, I'm afraid it won't be as simple as just forcing it back!

Without hesitation, Ye Fan controlled the spiritual power in his palm and quickly refined it, directly extracting a trace of real dragon blood contained in the blood.

Then without stopping, it was directly sent into the mouth.

"boom!"

Just as the blood of the real dragon entered, Ye Fan's whole body trembled suddenly.

It was as if what he had just swallowed was not the blood of a real dragon, but a mass of scorching flames.

At this time, the blood of the real dragon erupted with terrifying heat in his abdomen, making his skin instantly turn red.

The whole person looked as if it had been burned red, and fiery air waves spewed out from its nostrils.

"It's so overbearing!"

Ye Fan was startled. Before taking it, he used spiritual energy to wrap and wrap it. In fact, he was already cautious enough, but he didn't expect that he was not careful enough.

But before he had time to think about it, Ye Fan quickly mobilized the power of the Nascent Soul in his body, and instantly surrounded the blood of the real dragon in his belly.

As long as you refine it and make it a part of yourself, then this terrifying temperature will definitely disappear.

But obviously, Ye Fan didn't have such ample time at all.

"Roar!!!"

After the monster was blocked by Ye Fan's sword energy, a layer of shining runes appeared in the palms of all four hands.

As the runes flickered, the sword energy that Ye Fan had shot out continued to collapse and disappear.

In just a moment, all the sword energy was turned into aura and absorbed by the monster.

"Roar!"

There was another angry roar from the monster's mouth, and its wings spread out, covering the sky and the sun.

Accompanied by a violent gale, it rushed directly above Ye Fan's head.

The huge fist shadow directly hit Ye Fan's head from top to bottom.

"court death!"

At this time, Ye Fan's whole body seemed to be burned by a raging fire, and he had nowhere to vent his anger. When he saw the monster attacking, he immediately became angry.

"Dragon Elephant Palm!"

Ye Fan yelled directly, and slapped the shadow of the fist above his head.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the monster's body was thrown into the air, and Ye Fan's body was also shaken back a few steps.

But in the blink of an eye, the monster charged again.

"Good come!"

Ye Fan yelled, and instead of retreating, he went forward again.

At this time, the blood of the real dragon was in his belly, making him look like a dragon and a tiger, as if he had inexhaustible power.

"Dragon Elephant Palm!"

"Boom boom boom!!!"

Ye Fan used Yunshenbu, and continued to use the Dragon Elephant Palm, one palm after another, constantly hitting the monster.

And as Ye Fan struck out one palm after another, the power of the Dragon Elephant Palm seemed to be constantly rising.

Especially the phantom of the real dragon in the palm of the dragon elephant became more and more solid, and the dragon chant shook the sky with one palm, and its power was earth-shattering.

The huge body of the monster was continuously shot out again and again.

"Roar!!!"

The monster's mouth continued to emit angry roars, and it was accompanied by a trace of pain.

Obviously, Ye Fan's Dragon Elephant Palm has already caused some damage to it.

Sensing the change in the Dragon Elephant Palm, Ye Fan couldn't help showing a hint of joy on his face.

At this time, the burning sensation in his body has gradually faded, and even the skin color of his body has gradually returned to normal.

"It seems that the real dragon's blood is about to be refined by me." Ye Fan clenched his fists, suddenly controlled the power of the Nascent Soul in his body, and began to refine the remaining real dragon's blood with all his strength.

At the same time, he stepped out of the clouds and rushed directly to the roaring monster in front of him.

"Come again."

Ye Fan yelled loudly, and struck out the Dragon Elephant Palm again, and he wanted to break through the Dragon Elephant Palm directly to Dacheng in the battle.

As Ye Fan struck out palm after palm, suddenly the surrounding void shook violently.

"boom!"

A huge dragon shadow that looks like a substance suddenly appeared in the void.

The terrifying dragon's power instantly poured down from the dragon shadow, the dragon's chant shook the sky, and the golden light filled the air.

And next to the golden dragon phantom, there is also a huge god image phantom, which has also become more solid than before.

It's just that there is still a huge gap in the degree of solidity between the idol and the golden dragon.

But even so, the power created by the Dragon Elephant Palm is no longer what it used to be.

Obviously, Dragon Elephant Palm has already broken through from the Xiaocheng realm to the Dacheng realm.

Ye Fan couldn't help being ecstatic, and then looked at the monster in front of him and said, "Is the demon lord resurrected? Let you taste the dragon elephant palm of my Dacheng realm!"

"Roar!"

Accompanied by the sound of a dragon chant and an elephant howling, Ye Fan became a dragon with his left hand and an image with his right hand.

Both palms slammed forward in the air at the same time.