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Chapter two hundred and eight: red face and white hair

"Fang Yan!" Xia Nishang and Fu Qingxuan exclaimed and rushed towards Fang Yan.

"Fang Yan, wake up, you must not die!" Fu Qingxuan's face turned red, and crystal tears rolled around the corners of her eyes. It was because of her that Fang Yan was so severely injured.

"Haha... I didn't expect that, Fu Qingxuan, you finally fell into my hands. The pure Yin body is hard to meet in a thousand years!" Without the threat of the human-cannibal ghost vine, Xie Bufan couldn't help but laugh wildly.

"It was you, you killed Fang Yan, I want you to die." This time, no matter how Fu Qingxuan called, Fang Yan did not wake up. Even before he fainted, there was no words left, which made Fu Qingxuan's heart feel like a knife.

"He should have died!" Xie Bufan said coldly.

"This is the pure Yin body. The first level of the innate stage is, and the cultivation level is a bit weak, but the shape is very strong. Take it back to the family to train, and you can get great use when you reach the Death Realm." Nicholas Ting nodded undeniably, very satisfied with Fu Qingxuan.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Fang Yan was injured, and now she can only protect Fang Yan from being hurt. Fu Qingxuan's eyes were filled with evil spirits, and a force of grief and anger spread out from his body, causing the temperature around him to drop suddenly, and the yin energy was swelling. Suddenly, the yin energy in Fu Qingxuan's dantian exploded violently, and a loud banging sound rang in his body.

"What a strong evil spirit, this woman is about to break through." Feeling the change in Fu Qingxuan's body, a strange look flashed through Nicholas Ting's ancient Jing Wubo's eyes. This woman has excellent talent and is about to break through at this critical moment.

Xie Bufan also looked excited. It is definitely a good thing that Fu Qingxuan is about to break through. The higher his cultivation level, the greater the benefits he gets from dual cultivation.

The yin evil energy left the body, and the nearby vegetation could not bear the yin and cold energy. In the blink of an eye, a layer of shiny ice crystals formed.

"Qingxuan, wake up, wake up quickly. If you have any mistakes, how can I explain to Fang Yan!" Xia Nishang couldn't help but call anxiously when she saw Fu Qingxuan being deviled.

"I'm fine, you take good care of Fang Yan." Fu Qingxuan's face was cold and without any emotion. Just now, all the injuries in her body recovered. After taking all the spiritual marrows in her hands, her cultivation level was rising steadily, from the peak of the first level in the early stage of the congenital stage to the second level, and in a blink of an eye, it broke through to the third level in the congenital stage. The momentum of this breakthrough did not decrease at all, and it was still rising.

"Hey. I'm still breaking through, how is this possible? Why is the Yin Evil in her body so heavy? She actually broke through to the fourth level of the innate realm without reason, and this momentum is still brewing. Can it still break through?" Seeing Fu Qingxuan's momentum continue to rise, a trace of splendor flashed in Nicholas Ting's eyes. If she breaks through with her, she will break through to the ninth level of the Death Realm. If she practices with her dual cultivation, then the bottleneck that he has not been able to break through for a long time will not be able to make a breakthrough.

"Qingxuan, what are you doing? Stop quickly." Fu Qingxuan broke through to the seventh level of the innate realm and was still breaking through. Xia Nishang saw a trace of inappropriateness. Fu Qingxuan's black and shiny hair turned into a snow-white color as he continued to break through. He was burning his soul to break through. She was being possessed by the devil and had to stop immediately.

"No. This woman is devilish. If he continues to break through, his cultivation will be in vain." Nicholas Ting also noticed Fu Qingxuan's abnormality. If Fu Qingxuan's pure Yin body is useless, what is the purpose of such a furnace? He said intimately that it was not good. Then he stood up, as if he had crossed billions of time and space, appeared in front of Fu Qingxuan, and pointed at Fu Qingxuan's eyebrows.

"boom!"

As soon as Nicholas Ting's finger touched Fu Qingxuan's skin, it seemed to trigger a powder barrel. With a loud bang, his palm was bounced away, and even a layer of ice crystal was stained on his right arm.

"You're going to die."

Fu Qingxuan opened her closed eyes, and the eyes as bright as stars were without any emotion, as if it were Jiuyou Hanbing, and said coldly to Nicholas Ting.

"Hmph, I don't know how to live or die." When Fu Qingxuan stared at him, Nicholas Ting felt a cold all over his body, as if he fell into an ice cave. He snorted coldly, used his power to disperse the ice crystals on his right arm, and slapped Fu Qingxuan's forehead again.

"boom!"

Fu Qingxuan waved his hand to block it, and the evil spirit in his body surged out like a mountain collapse and tsunami. There was only a loud bang, and the two retreated one after another. The evil spirit engulfed all directions like a storm, and all the ancient stones and trees nearby turned into ice crystals. Influenced by the storm, they turned into powder and dissipated between the world in an instant, forming a vacuum area within a hundred feet of their bodies.

After all, Fu Qingxuan's cultivation is a bit weak, and it is a congenital deficiency. The other party is a strong man in the Yin-Yang realm. Although it is just a projection of a clone, it is not something Fu Qingxuan can deal with now. When the two fight head-on, Fu Qingxuan once stopped her body shape, a trace of scarlet blood came from the corner of her mouth, and her pretty face was pale, which made the surrounding evil spirit aura a little colder.

"What a strong Yin Evil Qi, at most, it will take three strikes, and the projection of the clone will disappear." Nicholas Ting's arm was frozen, and then it turned into nothingness and disappeared. Nicholas Ting's movement attack gave birth to another arm, and a trace of suspicion was revealed on Gu Jing Wubo's face.

"Ah...this..." Seeing Nicholas Ting's arm turned into nothingness, Xie Bufan's mouth was opened, staring at Fu Qingxuan with blood on the corner of his mouth in shock. This was the first level cultivator of the innate realm that he could wipe out at any time. He became so powerful that even the strongest man at the peak of the third level of the Death Realm could not subdue him, and he also lost an arm for it. This pure Yin body was so strong. If she was formed into a dual cultivator, his status would definitely be as stable as a rock in the Xie family.

Nicholas Ting used his magic power to spawn an arm, and then patted Fu Qingxuan here. This time he must subdue him.

Fu Qingxuan's white flying like a waterfall moved with the wind, looking extremely strange. A cold light flashed through her cold eyes. Her body did not retreat but advanced, and she bravely met Nicholas Ting's palm.

This time, unlike last time, this time, Fu Qingxuan sacrificed a flying sword with a treasure weapon. She twisted her waist and used the Phantom Slash. Two hundred and eighty-eight sword lights connected into a line and strangled towards the arm that Nicholas Ting slapped.

"boom!"

The roar sounded again. This time, Fu Qingxuan did not take a step back. On the other hand, half of his body exploded into nothingness under Fu Qingxuan's full blown attack.

"Can you actually hurt my original body?" Nicholas Ting's body was blown into nothingness. His clone projection did not disappear because of this, but was very weak. He could have used three full-strength attacks from a third-level cultivator in the Death Realm, but now, if he can only use one blow, his original body will be lost, and the projection clone disappears.

"Father, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Xie Bufan never thought that Fu Qingxuan would be so fierce. The cultivators at the third level of the Death Realm almost fell, and he asked with concern.

"It's okay for my father, I just hurt Benyuan. This clone can still use one blow and disappear." Xie Dong dropped his magic power to condense his clone. As soon as the clone condensed again, he waved his hand to Xie Bufan.
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