Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

They took a last look at this dark and empty space.

"Let's go, get out."

After they finished speaking, the two of them trembled, and the illusory bodies slowly disappeared in this space.

When they disappeared, the space here also disappeared quietly with a sneer.

This strange space opened up by the Yellow Spring Demon Saint in the past completely collapsed.

On the altar outside.

Qinglin and others waited silently.

Looking at Wei Yang and the others who sat on the stone pier without any movement for the whole morning.

"Sister Cailin, will they be okay?" Qinglin frowned and said softly.

Hearing this, Medusa couldn't help but frown slightly.

Even a strong man like Yao Ming dared not underestimate this stone tablet, so although they had always been quite confident in Wei Yang and the others, they still couldn't help but worry at this moment.

"Yao Ming, have the past masters of your clan ever spent so much time in this stone tablet?" After waiting for a while, Medusa turned her eyes to Yao Ming and asked.

Hearing this, Yao Ming hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "In the past, the masters of our clan could not last more than half an hour after entering the stone tablet."

Then he continued, "However, the soul power of the master and Xiao Yan is extremely strong, and they are protected by the strange fire, so there should be no accidents."

Qing Lin and Medusa frowned even more deeply at Yao Ming's words, but they could only suppress their worries and wait calmly.

In a blink of an eye, another half an hour passed.

Just as the two women were getting more and more impatient, the stone tablet suddenly burst out with a strong light.

Immediately, two souls flew out of it, and finally, under the surprised eyes of Qing Lin and others, they flew into the two bodies sitting cross-legged on the stone pier.

"Ahem~"

Wei Yang and Xiao Yan, who were sitting cross-legged on the stone pier, suddenly opened their tightly closed eyes, and their faces turned pale almost instantly. A violent cough came from their throats, revealing a sense of weakness.

The injury from taking a blow from Huangquan Tiannu finally showed up at this moment.

"The soul power is greatly depleted. It will probably take ten days or half a month to recover." Xiao Yan frowned.

"I am almost there too." Wei Yang exhaled lightly.

"Are you all right?" Seeing the two people's appearance, the two Qinglin girls hurried forward to support them and asked anxiously.

"We are fine, but the soul power consumption is a bit large." Wei Yang shook his head.

"The residual soul of the Huangquan Demon Saint is really terrifying. The two of us almost knelt down." Xiao Yan took a breath, waved his hand, and sighed to Medusa.

"Master, Brother Xiao Yan, is it possible that even with your combined efforts, you can't do anything to the residual soul?" Upon hearing this, Yao Ming's face suddenly changed slightly, and he said in surprise.

If this is true, then this residual soul is really too strong!

"That's not the case." Wei Yang smiled.

"We are lucky to win, and the residual soul in the stone tablet has also dissipated." Xiao Yan also smiled.

Bang!

As soon as the voice fell, a muffled sound suddenly came from the stone tablet in front of them.

Immediately, several people saw that above the original one finger and one palm print, a mouth shape slowly appeared, and a strange wave emanated from the mouth.

"Heavenly Wrath of the Underworld!"

Looking at that mouth shape, Yao Ming was stunned at first, and then his face showed ecstasy.

"Is this the method of practicing the Heavenly Wrath of the Underworld, a high-level fighting skill of the Heavenly Rank?!" Qing Lin and others also looked curiously.

"Don't look at it too much. If you don't reach the Heavenly Realm, you will only be attacked if you practice rashly." Xiao Yan took out two soul-healing pills from his ring, handed one to Wei Yang, and put one into his mouth, saying.

After taking the pills, his soul recovered a little and his complexion became better.

"Brother." Xiao Yan rubbed his hands excitedly and looked at Wei Yang with one eye.

Seeing this, Yao Ming and the others also looked at Wei Yang with expectation.

The blood of the demon saint.

The legendary blood of the half emperor!

Seeing this, Wei Yang smiled, clenched his palm, and the ball of golden blood appeared in his palm.

The vast energy that spread in the blood caused some ripples in the energy of this world.

"Those who see it will have a share."

Wei Yang said as he waved his hand, and the ball of golden blood in his palm was immediately divided into four small drops, which flew out separately and finally floated in front of Qing Lin and the other four.

Among them, the one in front of Qinglin, Medusa, and Ada was only a small drop smaller than the size of a normal water drop, which was just a token of appreciation, while the one in front of Yaoming was about the size of a little fingernail.

Although it was small in size, the energy contained in it was still quite terrifying.

Yaoming and the other three hurriedly put it away nervously.

If this kind of thing were to be spread out, even Dousheng strongmen would come to grab it.

Yaoming's eyes showed a hint of eagerness.

He is now a two-star Dousheng in the late stage. With this drop of Yaosheng blood, he may soon be able to enter the three-star level.

Otherwise, if he only relied on time to slowly endure it, it would take a long time to enter the three-star level.

After dividing these four drops, Wei Yang divided the remaining one into three parts, each of which was about the size of a thumb.

Give one to Xiao Yan, he took one for himself, and put the remaining one into a jade bottle, ready to take it back to Yao Lao.

With the help of this drop of blood essence, I believe Yao Lao can quickly enter the three-star Dou Sheng level in a short time.

After the distribution, everyone happily collected their own demon saint blood essence.

This time, the harvest was full.

After a day of rest, on the second day, Wei Yang and his friends appeared in front of Jiuyou Huangquan again.

"The cold and yin power contained in the Nine Nether Yellow Spring is enough to kill ordinary strong men, but it is good for the three of you."

"Especially the two of you, Cai Lin and Qing Lin. The Seven-Colored Sky-Swallowing Python and the Ancient Sky Snake are originally cold and yin. I am afraid that only your bloodline can absorb the energy therein without restraint."

"As for you, Ah Da, even if you have the Nine Nether Wind and Flame to protect your body, you have to be a little more relaxed."

Looking at the Nine Nether Yellow Spring filled with the cold and yin aura, Wei Yang turned his head and smiled at Qing Lin and the other two.

"The cold and yin power in the Nine Nether Yellow Spring is extraordinary. Even the strong men of the Nine Nether Earth Python Clan dare not go deep into it, but for me, it is not a big problem." Medusa smiled faintly, and her words seemed quite proud.

As the only Seven-Colored Sky-Swallowing Python in the world today, she is qualified to look down on all snake-like monsters.

Of course, Qing Lin is an exception.

As for Qinglin, she just smiled reservedly and said nothing.

With the blood of the mutated ancient sky snake, she is like a fish in water here, and has more advantages than Medusa.

Ah Da nodded solemnly and bowed slightly, "Master, don't worry, I will be cautious."

Wei Yang smiled, clenched his palm, and three jade bottles appeared in his palm.

In the jade bottle, the pill cloud was lingering, and extremely powerful energy fluctuations came out from it.

"This is the Bodhi Great Huandan, a ninth-grade treasure pill, which can greatly increase the success rate of advancing to the semi-saint. At the critical moment, if you feel that you are not strong enough, swallow it, it can help you." Wei Yang said.

The three people's eyes lit up, nodded slightly, and reached out to take a jade bottle each, holding it tightly.

Ninth-grade treasure pill!

This will be the greatest confidence and guarantee for their advancement to the semi-saint, and such treatment is such a luxury.

It can be said that with this, they can even close their eyes and lie down to advance smoothly. Otherwise, why bother practicing cultivation when they just buy a piece of tofu and die?

Xiao Yan watched with a smile.

Two of these three ninth-grade precious pills were refined by Wei Yang, and the other one was refined by Xiao Yan.

Now the two brothers, including the teacher Yao Lao, the three masters and apprentices are all genuine ninth-grade grandmasters!