"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The silver needle pulled out the remnants of the Dao Dao in mid-air, piercing into the big points on Xiang Lao's body from all angles.

Whether it's angle, depth, or angle, it's perfect.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan stretched out the index fingers of both hands and flicked the silver needles with his fingernails.

"Zheng!Zheng!"

The sound of gold and iron echoing in the room.

Although Xiang Lao does not understand medical skills, he has become a doctor after a long illness, and he has seen many famous doctors over the years.

And the "Guanyin Hand" displayed by Ye Fan made him impressed, and he subconsciously asked, "Little Brother Ye, what kind of acupuncture method are you?"

"Doom Divine Needle!" Ye Fan said word by word, his tone full of undisguised pride.

As soon as these words came out, Xiang Lao's eyes burst out with unprecedented brilliance.

With his identity and knowledge, he naturally knows the magic of the Doom Divine Needle, and he is the originator of the Four Great Chinese Divine Needles, with the miraculous effect of the living dead and flesh and bones.

For a while, his heart, which had been silent for a long time, had a trace of expectation, but he didn't dare to look forward too much, for fear that it would be empty in the end.

Then, Ye Fan continued to take out the needle and pierced it in the four acupoints of the body, the dove tail, the giant que, and the qi sea in front of him.

After the four silver needles were inserted into the acupuncture points, they continued to tremble, as if they were being plucked by an invisible big hand.

The green dragon swings its tail!

The white tiger shook his head!

Turtle burrowing!

The red wind welcomes the source!

All kinds of tricks were unleashed from Ye Fan's hands.

And the last silver needle, gathering Ye Fan's internal strength, drew a graceful parabola in mid-air, and pierced the Baihui acupoint on the top of Old Man Xiang impartially.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty!"

In the next moment, Xiang Lao's body seemed to be bathed in a golden light, full of vitality.

Seeing this scene, the cold beauty next to her didn't blink her eyes, and her fists were subconsciously clenched, both nervous and expectant.

She knew better than anyone how Xiang Lao in front of her had been tortured these days.

Countless times late at night, she heard Xiang Lao's muffled snort, and after rushing into the room, she found that the pillow had already been soaked with cold sweat several times.

Eight completely different powerful internal strengths, using his body as a battlefield, wantonly destroying, even if it is an iron-clad tough guy, I am afraid that it will collapse immediately.

Therefore, Leng Meiren hopes more than anyone else that Xiang Lao can recover and become the hero who dominates the world and bravely crowns the three armies again!

......

Time passed minute by minute, and the original twilight of Xiang's face was replaced by a touch of blush.

Seeing this, the corners of Ye Fan's mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile.

But the next moment, his smile instantly froze.

"Poof!"

Xiang Lao's body was shocked, and he spit out a mouthful of red blood, which was like a blooming blood lotus in mid-air, shocking.

The vitality that was originally stimulated in his body also fell into decline all of a sudden.

"Not good!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan's face changed greatly, and he walked forward quickly, wanting to pull out the silver needle on the top of Old Man Xiang's head.

However, as soon as his fingers touched the silver needle, he only felt a tremendous force, like a volcanic eruption and the Yangtze River bursting, bombarded from Xiang Lao's body.

This power, with the power to destroy the world, did not give Ye Fan any respite at all.

Ye Fan even had an illusion, as if he was incarnated as a lonely boat in a storm, fluctuating, and could be swallowed at any time!

He knew that his act of using the Doom Divine Needle just now and wanting to treat Xiang Lao had angered the eight internal forces in Xiang Lao's body.

The Divine Needle, which has always been invincible, cannot eliminate these eight internal strengths.

And now, they regard him, an "outsider", as an enemy, and want to destroy him.

For a while, Ye Fan fell into a very dangerous situation, and if he was not careful, he would be counterattacked and died.

On the other side, Leng Meiren obviously noticed the abnormality in the field, but she couldn't intervene at all, so she could only be in a hurry.

At this critical moment, Beichen Immortal Venerable Wei Qianshan, who had been silent in Ye Fan's body for a long time, suddenly spoke:

"Xiao Fan, hold the yuan and keep one, stick to the heart, yin and yang, refine the god and reverse the void ......"

Hearing Wei Lao speak, Ye Fan felt like he had taken a reassuring pill and hurriedly did so.

Immediately after, a mysterious and ethereal, vast and majestic power seeped out of his dantian and surged to the limbs and hundreds of remains.

In just a few breaths, the strong man's internal strength that invaded his body was like snow meeting the warm sun, melting in an instant, and disappearing.

And the connection between Ye Fan and Xiang Lao was also cut off and out of danger.

......

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

Ye Fan took a few steps back, gasping for breath, his face was full of shock, and his vest was soaked with cold sweat, as if he had walked before the ghost gate was closed.

Only he knows the danger just now.

If it weren't for Wei Lao's timely rescue, then his body would have been filled with the internal strength of those Eight Heavenly Rank powerhouses now.

Even if Ye Fan is carrying the Heavenly Overlord Body, after all, he is only an immortal cultivator in the Foundation Building Realm, at best, he is equivalent to a Xuanjing Grandmaster, I am afraid that he will not last long, and he will explode and die.

At this time, Wei Lao's majestic voice sounded directly in his divine consciousness: "Xiao Fan, you are too careless! This level of power is far from what you can resolve now!"

"Old Wei, what you taught me is that I know my mistake!" Ye Fan lowered his head and said shyly.

In fact, from the beginning, he knew the danger, but he still reluctantly wanted to try.

"But—"

Suddenly, Wei Lao's words changed sharply, and he said awe-inspiringly: "Since ancient times, beauties sigh for the twilight, and heroes are not allowed to see white heads! This Xiang Pojun is also a man, and he is lucky to meet the deity today!"

In Wei Lao's tone, there is a bit of "heroes cherish heroes".

In terms of strength, even if Xiang Pojun is a heavenly powerhouse, in the eyes of a supreme immortal like Wei Lao, he is still an ant-like existence, and he is vulnerable.

However, the heroism of Xiang Pojun has nothing to do with the strength of the strength, which is awe-inspiring!

At the same time, Ye Fan seemed to hear Wei Lao's voice, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Old Wei, what do you mean......?"

"Hahaha......"

Wei Lao let out a hearty laugh and continued: "Xiao Fan, you step forward, and leave the rest to the deity!"

When Ye Fan heard this, he immediately stepped forward.

Immediately afterwards, he only felt that his consciousness had once again lost control of his body, as if he was out of his body, and in the way of a "third person", he saw "himself" slowly stretching out his right palm against Xiang Lao's chest.

......

"Boom!"

The next moment, an unprecedented bright light bloomed in the palm of his hand, like another round of red sun, eclipsing everything in heaven and earth.

The golden light lasted for several minutes before slowly converging.

Finally, Ye Fan's consciousness regained control of his body again.

"Xiao Fan, I spent too much vitality on the deity just now, and the deity needs to recuperate for a few days!" Old Wei's voice sounded in his ears again.

Ye Fan nodded, and then looked down at Xiang Lao in the wheelchair.

Looking from afar, I saw that Xiang Lao seemed to have received a spiritual baptism, his face was full of incredulity, his lips moved, and he muttered:

"This ...... How is this possible?What the hell is going on?!"

"Elder Xiang, what's wrong with you, is there anything better?" Ye Fan asked cautiously.

When Xiang Lao heard this, his eyes lit up, as if he had used the strength of nine bulls and two tigers, and slowly raised his right hand.

Although his movements were extremely slow, like an old man in his last years, the cold beauty next to him saw this scene, but her delicate body was shocked, as if she had seen something incredible.

And her pretty face, which was as cold as a robot, also showed an unconcealable joy, and she exclaimed: "Chief, you ...... Can you move?"

You must know that Xiang Lao was attacked by those eight internal forces before, and he could only barely maintain his sanity, and his physical body couldn't move at all.

And now, although his movements are very slow, as long as the root cause of the disease is solved and completely healed, it is only a matter of time!

At this moment, Xiang Lao's sharp eyes looked directly at Ye Fan, and said word by word:

"Little Brother Ye, the eight internal strength that has destroyed me for many years, although it was not immediately eliminated, but it was trapped in the dantian by a domineering and extraordinary force, and I didn't dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool! Even if it is a heavenly powerhouse, he doesn't have such a ability! How did you do it?"