Yun Qingyan didn't know that even a master at the God-Slaying Level could remember one move after Huang Yan demonstrated it, not to mention that her current cultivation level had just reached the lowest god?

Immediately afterwards, Huang Yan demonstrated it several times before Yun Qingyan remembered all the nine styles.

When it was her turn to fight, she felt that the movement was extremely difficult, as if she was trapped in a swamp. Every time she made a move, there was a powerful force to stop her from behind, and even the divine power was difficult to operate.

A little cold sweat broke out from her forehead. Huang Yan didn't urge her, and stood patiently, staring at her like fire-like eyes quietly.

The Xuanjie didn't know the passage of time at all. Fortunately, Xiao Xuan helped her pay attention to the time difference, otherwise she was really afraid that she would miss the opportunity to take action by the Lai family.

I don’t know how long it took for Yun Qingyan to practice the nine-stage practices.

This is a practice of the star element power that has not been exerted. Only after the star element power is injected can the power of the nine handprints be truly swept out.

She rested for a while, her face closed her usual cynicism, and she stared at the crystal clear ice-blue stone floating in front of her.

When she was about to refine, Huang Yan suddenly stopped her.

"Wait a moment."

Yun Qingyan looked at him in confusion, and suddenly felt two slender fingers pressing against his lips, and something squeezed in.

"Wait a moment, your strength may be insufficient. Take a few rejuvenation pills in your mouth just in case." Huang Yan said seriously with a handsome face.

Yun Qingyan was surprised. She had eight Qihai. She had never worried about the lack of Xingyuan power before, but this time... Huang Yan actually said that she might not have enough power?

Huang Yan has been practicing for longer than her and has more experienced experience. Since he said he was not enough, it means that these nine handprints are really very power-consuming.

Yun Qingyan's face tensed, and his expression became more serious and serious.

Huang Yan took back his sleeves and twisted it gently, and suddenly lost his mind.

So soft.

The throat rolls.

Seeing him staring at him, Yun Qingyan seemed to be thinking about something else and asked, "Is there anything else to pay attention to?"

"Cough cough." Huang Yan coughed lightly and concealed his loss, "It's gone, you can start."

Yun Qingyan nodded slightly, the sea of ​​Qi rotated, and the star energy began to surge among the tendons and veins.

He raised his hands slightly, and his fingers intertwined, and a huge golden phantom hit the Bingxin Stone.

"Buzz!" An invisible voice sounded in the void.

Yun Qingyan felt a cold chill wrapping him around, and his body felt a little hard.

The star energy was running for a while, and the chill dissipated slightly.

It was another second handprint, and the chilling of frozen bones deepened a little more. If it was light snow before, then it would be heavy snow now.

She seemed to have lost her strength. The ordinary person in thin clothes was shaking in the snow and her upper and lower teeth were trembling.

Huang Yan kept paying close attention to this place. He pursed his lips tightly and put away his usual unruly appearance. His tight jaw lines were as sharp as sharp blades.

He didn't know whether it was correct to ask her to refine the Xuan Jie now, but the earlier he refined it, the better her future practice would be.

If you want to reach that level, hard work and talent alone are no longer enough, you must have great opportunities.

All the suffering must be borne by her!

When Yun Qingyan struggled to make the fifth mark, ice had already filled her whole body. Her eyebrows and silk were covered with frost. Her fair face was frozen purple and her eyes were closed, and she looked very pitiful.
Chapter completed!