Chapter 74
Ye Lan was stunned and didn't react to the meaning of Leng Qingqiu's words. Leng Qingqiu had already kicked his back foot and flew out.
What advantage does this traitor take?
Leng Qingqiu exuded a cold aura all over his body. He raised the natal sword in his hand, and bursts of blue light gathered on the sword body.
"Mutated ice spirit root!" exclaimed the Xiao family's ancestor.
There are very few mutated spiritual roots, but almost every mutated spiritual root has an enviable path to immortality.
Their cultivation will be more difficult than that of people at the same stage, but as long as they work hard enough, they will definitely achieve good results.
He had never heard of any sect having a mutated ice spiritual root, so it must be a casual cultivator.
The ancestor of the Xiao family had an idea in his mind and he must not let these two people go no matter what.
Leng Qingqiu saw through the Xiao family ancestor's thoughts at a glance. He raised the long sword in his hand, and the dragon raised its head and roared, and a green light directly merged into Leng Qingqiu's body.
That was the spiritual power passed over by the dragon, and Leng Qingqiu's eyes were extremely serious.
With the help of the dragon's spiritual power, he made a decision in his heart. If he wanted to defeat the ancestor in the early stage of the distraction stage with his current golden elixir stage, he would have no choice but to use the forbidden technique.
Ye Lan's palms were sweating, and he was frantically calling out for the treasure-hunting rat in his mind.
"Treasure Hunting Rat! Give me a magical herb that can quickly restore my spiritual power!"
Leng Qingqiu was so stingy that even when his spiritual power was so exhausted, he didn't even bother taking out the water mist lotus and letting him nibble on it.
The treasure-hunting mouse readily threw out a porcelain bottle, "Master, this is a thousand-year-old spiritual liquid. Just one drop is enough to restore your depleted spiritual power."
Ye Lan drank it without thinking.
It was exactly as the treasure-hunting rat said. Almost as soon as it entered the mouth, the inexhaustible spiritual power gushed out.
The Xiao family patriarch only then discovered Ye Lan, who had secretly recovered his spiritual power. He directed Xiao Li, "You go and deal with that brat. I'll deal with this brat myself."
In his opinion, that kid was not as good as the kid in front of him.
Ye Lan wiped his mouth with his sleeve, feeling that he was being looked down upon.
He saw Leng Qingqiu gathering his strength, so Ye Lan clenched his fist and raised his middle finger at Xiao Li.
"How can a newbie like you deal with me? Come, let me teach you a lesson!" As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Li was trapped by an invisible force.
Ye Lan whistled and waved his fist proudly.
"Hey, what did I say, little newbie~old newbie, look at the gift I'm giving you!"
Ye Lan had already set up a killing formation in his heart formation, which he learned from the jade token given by the powerful.
The ancestor of the Xiao family, who was trapped in the killing formation, capsized in the ditch and was trapped by Ye Lan's killing formation. Countless flying swords flew from all directions.
This was the first time Ye Lan used this killing formation, and he trapped two people at once.
Leng Qingqiu over there was still in the final stage of building up his strength, and Ye Lan could only desperately delay time.
The ancestor of the Xiao family kept using attacks to dissolve the flying swords in Ye Lan's killing formation. Xiao Li was indeed out of spiritual power and was directly stabbed by three flying swords. He rolled around and lay on the ground with blood spitting out of his mouth.
The Xiao family's ancestor's eyes were red, and he looked at Ye Lan with fire in his eyes, "You! How dare you hurt my great-grandson! I will make you pay with your life!"
The angry ancestor of the Xiao family directly used his spiritual power to shatter Ye Lan's killing formation. He angrily swung out a palm, and Ye Lan was knocked back several meters before he knelt on one knee on the ground with difficulty, gasping for breath.
The ancestor of the Xiao family pressed forward step by step, and the purple spear stabbed straight towards Ye Lan.
Ye Lan was unable to dodge after two consecutive episodes of lack of spiritual power. He stared at the spear that was getting closer and closer to him, and was still thinking about that traitor Leng Qingqiu?
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