Chapter 247: The Appearance of a Saint
Ye Ran walked towards Li Yuanzhou and the other two, who were lying on the ground, twitching all over, with veins popping out on their faces, and their faces were particularly ferocious.
"Li Yuanzhou, how did you guess the direction I left and come to block me?"
Ye Ran asked indifferently, stretched out his hand, broke Li Yuanzhou's fingers, and broke off the space ring on his hand.
"Medicine, there is a detoxifying elixir in it, give me the medicine, and I will tell you..."
Li Yuanzhou panted hard, looking at the space ring with eyes full of desire and pleading.
"You can say it or not."
Ye Ran turned his head and looked at the dragon and tiger duo next to him, and also took off their space rings.
"I tell you, you give us the elixir!"
Zhang Heilong, whose face was covered with scars, was festering all over at this time, and pustules appeared on the festering parts, which looked particularly disgusting, and begged frantically.
"Li Yuanzhou knows that your martial pattern is a black dragon, and he also found that you took away half of the black dragon blood in the main tomb. He guessed that you would go to refine the black dragon blood after obtaining the black dragon blood."
"And there are only two pharmacy masters in the entire Dongyuan Province who can refine the black dragon blood."
"One of them is in Tianque City, and the other is in Jinhe City. You won't go to Tianque City, so we blocked you on the way to Jinhe City in advance!"
As he said this, Zhang Heilong's face suddenly exploded, but he still said with a weak breath: "Save... Save my brother."
Before he finished speaking, his head tilted and he was completely out of breath.
Ye Ran didn't reply, but looked at Zhang Heihu next to him. There were also pustules on his face that were jumping and about to explode.
He stretched out his hand and twisted the other's neck.
Then, he looked at Li Yuanzhou and said faintly: "I didn't expect you to be so smart."
"It's a pity that no matter how smart you are, you can only die..."
"Ye Ran!"
Li Yuanzhou suddenly said with a ferocious look in his eyes: "You will not die well either. I have left a message in the trading area. When Grandmaster Luo Ding of my Li family sees it, he will definitely kill you!"
"Haha, I'll wait for you underground!"
Bang!
Ye Ran punched down, and Li Yuanzhou's head exploded on the spot, and he died.
"Grandmaster Luo Ding, is there a grandmaster coming?"
Ye Ran frowned slightly, wiped the blood on his hands, and looked at the huge red dragon skull in front of him without thinking much.
"This red dragon head is too big. It would be great if I could take it all away. It's really hard to collect dragon marrow bit by bit like this."
He shook his head and gave up this unrealistic idea.
Such a huge dragon head, let alone whether it can be collected, even if it can, it will burst the entire Hengyang Ring.
"Wait, the dragon head is also a corpse..."
Ye Ran's heart moved slightly, and suddenly thought, the black magic mist should be able to swallow the dragon head, right?
He quickly poured the black mist into the dragon skull under his feet.
The next moment, he was ecstatic.
It works!
Strong black magic mists swept out from the dragon bones under his feet, like a long dragon sucking water, and were absorbed by him crazily.
The black magic mist around him was also increasing at a terrifying speed.
In just a few breaths, it increased to more than nine thousand!
"The second demon pillar!"
Ye Ran was very excited. This time he made a lot of money, both the dragon marrow and the killer black magic pillar.
Crack~
At this time, the crackling sound of bones breaking suddenly sounded behind him, and then, in Ye Ran's stunned eyes.
Three figures suddenly pounced on him.
Ye Ran's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at the three bloody corpses in front of him in shock and anger, rushing fiercely.
Bang!
He punched out, not daring to use his blood and qi, but only pure physical strength. Even so, the air made a harsh sonic boom.
But then, he flew backwards.
"Fuck, what the hell!"
Ye Ran stood up quickly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the three corpses in front of him with an ugly face.
These are the corpses of Li Yuanzhou and the other two!
"Hehe~"
The three corpses, staggering, like zombies, rushed towards him again.
At this time, their state was extremely strange, their eyes were bloodshot and they only acted on instinct, and their physical fitness had been greatly enhanced, and their physical strength was stronger than Ye Ran.
"Damn it!"
Ye Ran's face was gloomy, and he retreated quickly. He could not use his blood and qi, which undoubtedly made him restricted.
The three corpses rushed over frantically.
"Huh?"
At this time, a slightly surprised voice suddenly sounded.
"How come someone came in? Forget it, let's go to another place."
As soon as the man's voice fell, Ye Ran looked up with horror!
A terrifying huge silver hand suddenly grabbed down!
Boom~
The land shook violently, and passages collapsed one after another. Then the whole red dragon head was picked up by one hand, along with the blood nest below.
The blood nest sensed something strange, and hundreds of blood-red tentacles like before shot out and stabbed the silver hand fiercely.
But at the moment when they were about to touch the silver hand, these tentacles seemed to sense something and quickly pulled back.
Ye Ran's head was dizzy, and at the moment when the silver hand fell, he shot out, but an invisible pressure surged, making it difficult for him to move at all.
He could only watch as the silver hand took the blood nest and crossed the deep underground.
Countless strange beasts hiding underground were torn into pieces in an instant.
Ye Ran was in a trance, his consciousness gradually faded, and he fainted, lying on the red dragon skull.
In the last moment when he lost consciousness, he vaguely saw a figure approaching.
It was a man in a silver robe, with a crescent moon on the back of his clothes. Under the robe, a pair of eyes looked at him with interest.
And these eyes turned out to be double pupils!
"Double pupils, the symbol of ancient saints..."
Ye Ran muttered to himself in a daze, and then his consciousness completely fell into darkness and he passed out.
...
Half an hour later.
Two martial artists passed by, and they were both shocked to see a silver-masked boy lying in the grass covered in blood.
"It's him!"
"Keep your voice down, don't alarm others!"
One of the blue-clothed martial artists looked around vigilantly, and seeing no one, he quickly helped the boy up and took him back to the tent not far away.
As soon as he was brought back to the tent, several sharp sounds of breaking through the air were heard.
The two hurried out of the tent.
A group of more than a dozen people passed by, all wearing black clothes, with a bright red word "Li" on the chest of their clothes.
The leader looked at the two people on the ground, reached out and took out a portrait, and said with a cold face.
"Have you seen these two people?"
The first portrait in the portrait is a boy wearing a silver mask, and the second one is a handsome boy's face.
If Ye Ran wakes up, he will definitely recognize that this is his own portrait, and the two people in it are him.
Seeing this portrait, the companions beside the blue-clothed martial artist's pupils shrank slightly, and their palms trembled nervously.
The blue-clothed martial artist touched him lightly without leaving a trace, then shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it."
"If you see this person, report the news to our Li family, and reward a master's war weapon, a master's martial arts, and any master-level spiritual medicine!"
The black-clothed man in the lead said expressionlessly, and turned away with his men.
"They are all level six martial artists, too scary."
Seeing this group of people leave, the companions beside the blue-clothed martial artist wiped the cold sweat on their heads with some fear.
"Yeah."
The blue-clothed martial artist turned around absent-mindedly and returned to the tent.
A moment later, another group of Li family members passed by, with the same indifferent expression, asking if they had seen the people in the portrait.
Next, within half an hour, two or three groups of Li family members passed by, seemingly searching the entire East Extreme Wasteland.
Seeing this, the blue-clothed martial artist hesitated for a moment, took the still unconscious silver-masked boy, and left quickly with his companions.
