Chapter 1017
1017
"Brother-in-law, you're so awesome!" We were all extremely nervous just now, where did you guys go? " Feng Xiaohui asked excitedly.
Since Rodriman had said that it would be best if he brought Feng Xiaohui along, then he definitely had his reasons.
When Feng Xiaohui heard this question, he could not help but feel a little awkward, lowering his head and finding it difficult to speak.
"Speak!" I'm your brother-in-law, what don't you dare say? " Ye Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
One of the Adepts laughed out loud. "Master Lucifer, Little Hui's Discipline is really powerful. He can turn himself into someone with no Discipline at all!" "Hahahaha..."
"Little Hui has a nickname on our island called 'Onlooker', haha! …" A few of the other Adepts joked.
Ye Fan frowned, "A spectator?" "What do you mean?"
Feng Xiaohui could only explain, "Brother-in-law … Actually... My supernatural ability is a useless type of supernatural ability. It belongs to the 'insulated' type of supersupernatural ability.
"Insulation? "Be more careful," said Ye Fan.
Then, we discovered that his spiritual force, with him as the center, had released a spiritual force insulation layer without a blind spot.
Under Little Hui's spiritual force barrier, his spiritual force dominated the area, but it couldn't exceed the range of his protective barrier. Furthermore, other people's spiritual force couldn't enter his domain either …
In short, Little Hui can stop the invasion of spiritual force, but it can only stop it.
Ye Fan was suddenly enlightened, no wonder he looked at Feng Xiaohui's depressed face.
His Discipline was useless in most situations. Watching others fight to the death, he could only watch silently from the sidelines. He could only guard his own territory and do nothing else.
"That's why I feel that if you can expand the range of the barrier in the future, you might be able to become the nemesis of anyone with psychic powers," Ai'er encouraged.
Ye Fan smiled and said, "How large is Little Hui's protection range now?"
Ye Fan's face stiffened, this was truly a small area.
However... A square meter was enough to protect him alone.
Feng Xiaohui was surprised, "I... My superpower? Can you help Brother-in-law? "
Feng Xiaohui felt like he had won a lottery, who would have thought that his useless "spectator" superpower would be useful?!
Ye Fan didn't have much time to explain, so after bringing Feng Xiaohui along, he said goodbye to Ai'er and the others.
Ai'er originally wanted to go with them, but after considering the Adept Association, there were still a few matters she had to attend to. She could only reluctantly say goodbye to Ye Fan.
To the old man, helping him come here was already giving him a lot of face.
He knew that he couldn't delay any longer. If the postman found anything and ran out of China, he would probably have to look for him for a long time …
… ….
Mount Kunlun, a vast mountain thousands of miles away.
The blending of ice and fire was especially evident here.
The source of all of this was the pond under the cliff near the hot spring.
The stench of blood mixed with the hot springs underground was like the legendary hell, a pot used to cook the wicked!
It was hard to imagine that a bare-chested young man was soaking in this pond right now!
"Ah... "Ah …" The young man had a savage and painful expression. His eyes were filled with pleading as he looked at the man that stood beside the blood pool in the distance. "Grandfather … Grandfather... I don't want to practice anymore … I don't want to practice anymore … "Please let me out …"
The man had a kind smile on his face as he said, "Feng'er, don't give up. According to the cultivation technique that grandfather taught you, if you circulate it together with our Divine Dragon Clan's' Nine Divine Dragons', you will definitely succeed."
The young man in the pool was Ye Feng!
Ye Feng never thought that his grandfather, the War God, would teach him a way to quickly recover his strength. He never imagined that such a terrifying blood pool would actually be used to refine the Evil Demon Body!
He didn't even dare to think about this kind of unheard-of cultivation method, much less believe that his own grandfather, the exalted Martial God, would allow his own grandson to practice this kind of martial arts!
"Grandfather … I'm in so much pain. I feel so bad... Please... I don't want to recover my strength anymore … "Please let me out …" Ye Feng wished he was dead. In this pool of blood, it was as if his entire body was bitten by countless bugs!
The key thing was that the redness in his eyes, along with the stench of blood, made him feel nauseous!
The War God said with a laugh, "I told you long ago that you had to endure hardships in order to recover your strength. You said that you could endure hardships. "Hold on, child, you can …"
Ye Feng started crying bitterly. He helplessly looked towards his mother, who was also crying bitterly beside the Martial God.
Ji Ru Lan looked at her son who had been tormented for so many days in such a place. His heart had long since been broken and her tears were almost dried.
Ji Ru Lan kneeled on the ground and pleaded, "Father! Let Feng Er come out... He really couldn't hold on any longer … We won't take revenge! Can we cultivate instead... "I beg of you …"
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