Rebirth of the sickly loli with special hobbies

Ye Youran walked away from the three funny old men. Since they had let him go, he would not pester them any more. The first thing to do was to find the golden bell.

However, when she walked into the white mist again, the scene around her changed in an instant. It was no longer empty white, but a group of clear stone pillars, smooth gray marble floors, and a solemn altar.

She concentrated and squinted at the high platform in front of her. To be more precise, she looked at the huge bell on the platform that was shining with golden light and looked majestic and solemn.

Golden bell!

At this moment, a powerful pressure came from the altar and headed straight for Ye Youran!

Ye Youran's eyes darkened instantly, and at the same time, a surge of pressure surged to resist!

Cold sweat broke out on her face. She was shocked in her heart that she could not suppress the pressure. She even had a feeling that she was not victorious! She had an idea of ​​the enemy's strength in her mind. She knew that it would be difficult to deal with him this time, but she smiled faintly, summoned the magic blade in her hand, and flew straight towards the golden bell.

"How arrogant! Since you don't listen to my warning, don't blame me for being unsympathetic!"

An old man in a gray robe walked out slowly from the altar, looked at Ye Youran who was flying towards him, snorted coldly, and an incomparably powerful spiritual power came out from his sleeves, as thick, deep and irresistible as the vast ocean.

Ye Youran was not afraid, and swung his blade to cut, but was held in mid-air for a moment, unable to move forward!

Her aura suddenly became violent, and she exerted all her strength. She gripped the demon blade tightly and pressed down, forcing the deep spiritual power to retreat a step. However, she was bounced away by the same force and fell to the ground, taking two steps back in embarrassment.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Youran stared at the old man with an indifferent expression.

"You have good aptitude. If you leave now, I can spare your life." The old man was slightly surprised and felt sorry for the talent, so he advised him to leave.

Ye Youran snorted coldly: "I must ring this bell!" Then he rushed forward again, quickly approaching the old man, swinging his sword with every move, tricky and swift, not giving in.

The old man sneered disdainfully, and with one hand he moved extremely quickly, he swung out a stream of spiritual power to catch Ye Youran's attack, and with one finger of spiritual power he easily resisted her force.

She couldn't even cut it with her sword.

Ye Youran curled her lips, "Crackle!" Purple lightning sounded from behind the old man, and the friction sound was so loud that it made his scalp numb. "Boom!" In front of him, ice blades condensed in the sky, and the needle tips were all shining with cold light. But at this time, he felt that the air resistance had increased, and he was a little uncomfortable to move.

Ye Youran slashed down with the sword again, and a sound of breaking through the air was heard. The blade drew a stream of air, and along with the lightning and ice array, it attacked the old man together. The accumulated energy made the air seem to solidify and become very sticky.

With a loud "bang", three attack tools hit where the old man was. Ye Youran swung his knife again, slashing at the black smoke in front of him.

"clang!" The demon blade was blocked.

Ye Youran's heart sank again, and he had an idea of ​​the strength of a ninth-rank god.

She suddenly jumped back, put some distance between them, and looked at the old man who appeared in the smoke.

The translucent spiritual barrier around the old man was already covered with cracks and shattered.

“He really has some skills.” The old man looked at the cracked and charred floor under his feet and said lightly, “Unfortunately, the gap is the gap.” Although his face was calm, his heart was in turmoil.

Although he was a ninth-order god here, his true body was a seventh-order god! It was qualitatively different from the projections of those superior gods, and his spiritual power was naturally stronger. But now, his spiritual power barrier was broken by a small first-order great man.

This sounds ridiculous, but it is actually horrifying!

He frowned slightly and habitually looked at a blue bead under the golden bell, but the moment he saw it clearly, his eyes widened instantly.

The Ming-Ji Pearl is lit!

The deep blue beads were flashing a faint light, flickering unsteadily.

Bai Hao's heart was beating violently. He suddenly turned his head to look at Ye Youran below the stage. There was surprise and doubt in his eyes, mixed with a hint of... joy?

He looked at the Ji Ming Pearl again, confirmed something, grabbed the white whisk that appeared out of thin air, and took the initiative to attack Ye Youran, "What's your name?"

Ye Youran took his attack and fought with him. Lightning and ice blades interacted, flames and spirits burned together, the demon blades were strange, sharp and cold, the two of them were tit-for-tat, and the fight was fierce.

"My name is Ye Youran!" She adjusted her breathing and fought with all her strength. Although her body was scratched by the whisk's thin bristles, and the feeling of being suppressed was very tiring, she still stood firm in the strong pressure and became more and more courageous, and the more she was frustrated, the more she fought!

"Good, not bad!" Bai Hao was amazed at this strange energy, but he did not hold back and attacked her more fiercely. Even though he injured her badly and her dress was soaked in blood, he was more satisfied with her character of not admitting defeat and not fearing death.

The offensive tactics changed and he started to fight with spiritual power.

Ye Youran showed no sign of weakness and wielded overwhelming spiritual power to attack the old man. Even though his spiritual power was dispersed, he blocked it with an ice wall and continued to use his spiritual power ferociously.

The Guishen Pearl in her body was spinning frantically, providing a constant supply of energy. The rapid conversion of energy accelerated her blood flow, and her fighting spirit was rising.

After a day and a night, although Bai Hao had white hair and a beard, he was still strong and healthy. The two of them fought non-stop for the entire night and the fight was still not over.

Ye Youran continued to use the accumulated energy to fight against the old man's spiritual power, which had undergone a qualitative change. Although her body was a little exhausted, her eyes were bloodshot, her face gradually turned pale, her red skirt was wrinkled and torn, and her body was covered with scars, but she still insisted on continuing to fight.

She must ring the golden bell!

Seeing her eyes becoming more violent and cruel, and her aura becoming more fanatical, the old man liked this little girl more and more, and the more he beat her, the more satisfied he became! This is the temperament that we Western Demons should have!

"Okay! Stop it." The old man put away the blood-stained whisk and said.

Ye Youran's arms and body were already covered with deep red bloody wounds, but he did not stop after hearing this. His aura became even more ferocious, and he started fighting again with the demon blade in hand.

The old man took her increasingly powerful attacks, dodged the increasingly dense ice needles, the increasingly powerful thunder and lightning, and the increasingly hot flames, and sighed in his heart that the progress was increasing all the time.

Seeing that she still didn't stop, the old man shouted: "Stop, the bell will ring for you!"

Ye Youran's eyes, which had been filled with a sinister look, finally flashed when he heard this.

But she didn't want to stop.

Even though my whole body was in pain and I was bleeding a lot, the thrill of this fight was so great that all four of my abilities were activated, and my ice ability had already risen to level nine. My spiritual power would soon be able to advance.

She wiped the blood off her face and said, "I will stop if you let me advance."

The old man twitched his eyes. This little kid actually regarded him as a stepping stone for training! Although he said coldly: "Okay!" he responded happily in his heart, "Okay, okay."

Two days had passed when the promotion formation finally lit up under Ye Youran's feet.

Finally advanced to the second level of power.

The beasts in the space also howled. The Red Snake was still a ninth-level sacred beast. It was not easy to break through and become a sacred beast. The Vine King was a seventh-level sacred beast. The Ancient Frost Turtle had accumulated a lot of energy and successfully upgraded to a seventh-level sacred beast. The Wind Nether Leopard cub was upgraded to a third-level sacred beast. The cat was still motionless, just licking its paws and meowing a few times, expressing its intention of missing its master.

Ye Youran removed the layers of barriers and looked at the old man with a distressed face.

Bai Hao was distressed, the little kid didn't trust me so much, he just stared at him with his eyes open when he advanced. This made him very sad.

"I'm going to ring the bell." Ye Youran ignored him and walked past the old man towards the altar.

Bai Hao stroked his white beard and looked at her mysteriously, "Little girl, why don't you ask me why I asked you to ring the bell?"

Ye Youran continued to walk towards the altar, and after hearing what he meant, she asked directly: "Why?"

The old man was delighted and asked, "Do you know who you are?"