Everyone present knew that Ye Nansheng would be able to survive safely by forcing out the last drop of essence blood.

Therefore, no one dared to speak at this moment, and even deliberately suppressed their breathing.

"Qingyang, use the old silver needle!"

At this time, Yuan Haichan took out a quaint needle box, and then slowly opened it, revealing two silver needles of different lengths and sizes, the style was extremely strange, and Chen Qingyang was also the first time he saw it.

However, the two silver needles are obviously more shiny and thin than the ordinary silver needles used by Chen Qingyang, and at a glance, you can see that they are not ordinary silver needles.

"These are the silver needles handed down by the old Taoist master, and they are hard enough to withstand your full strength to perform the fifth needle." Yuan Haichan said.

He could see that Chen Qingyang had been controlling his strength before, just for fear that those ordinary silver needles would not be able to withstand his strength and break.

If the silver needle breaks during the needle, it is definitely a big taboo.

If he wants to force out the last drop of essence blood, Chen Qingyang must use all his strength to use the fifth needle to pass through the immortal path before he can be sure.

Chen Qingyang did not refuse, his fingers moved, and he pinched the two silver needles in his hands.

The first shot, ghost pathfinder!

Chen Qingyang pinched the shorter silver needle and gently pierced an acupuncture point near Ye Nansheng's heart.

The silver needle pierced, Chen Qingyang immediately held his breath, and he didn't dare to have half a distracting thought in his heart, condensing all his thoughts under that silver needle.

The silver needle slowly rotated under Chen Qingyang's fingers, and at the same time, a stream of air poured in, exploring the exact location of the drop of essence blood.

After finding the location of the essence and blood, Chen Qingyang pulled out the silver needle, and the next moment it pierced into another acupuncture point.

The second needle of Guanyin hand.

The air flow was extradited into the meridians and blood vessels with the silver needle, and instantly turned into a large net, like thousands of Guanyin hands, trying to wrap that drop of essence blood.

But this drop of essence blood was the most ferocious drop of the eighteen drops of essence blood scattered in Ye Nansheng's body, and when Chen Qingyang's air flow touched it, it was instantly like a fierce beast that had awakened, frantically devouring Chen Qingyang's air flow.

Chen Qingyang gritted his teeth slightly, and through the silver needle, he forcibly infused his own energy into it, trying to suppress that drop of essence blood.

But the result made him very disappointed.

No matter how majestic his energy was, it was finally swallowed up by that drop of essence blood, it was like a bottomless black hole, it couldn't fill it at all, and even Chen Qingyang's energy, instead, fueled that drop of essence blood, became more violent, and began to move towards Ye Nansheng's heart.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Chen Qingyang no longer hesitated, manipulated another silver needle, and cast the fifth needle to pass through the immortal path, forcibly blocking the way of essence and blood.

The path to the immortals is more complicated than the first four needles, and the energy consumed is more than ten times larger.

At this moment, Chen Qingyang used the fifth needle with all his might, and the energy consumption in his body became faster and faster, and in a few seconds, he felt that his body began to collapse.

If that drop of essence blood was like a fierce beast that had awakened, then the airflow that Chen Qingyang extradited into Ye Nansheng's body at this moment was like a roaring Nu River, and the two forces collided fiercely in Ye Nansheng's body.

Soon, Chen Qingyang's face had begun to turn pale, and his body couldn't control the trembling, but the fingers holding the silver needle did not tremble in the slightest.

As the energy in the dantian was frantically infused, a trace of cyan energy gushed out from the Xuantian Treasure Hall, merged into Chen Qingyang's energy, and finally injected into Ye Nansheng's body with the silver needle.

"Whoa!"

Chen Qingyang's surging and roaring energy finally defeated that drop of essence blood and forcibly forced it out of Ye Nansheng's body.

"Whew!"

The six-winged golden cicada that was eyeing it reacted immediately, opened its mouth and swallowed it directly.

"I feel a little stretched, let me go back." The six-winged golden cicada transmitted a voice to Chen Qingyang and said.

Chen Qingyang forcibly cheered up and withdrew the six-winged golden cicada into the spatial jade pendant, and then he knelt on the test bench one by one, his whole body was already soaked, as if he had been drenched by rain.

"Brother Yang."

Muge on the side hurriedly stepped forward to help Chen Qingyang up.

Chen Qingyang waved his hand to signal that he was fine, and stretched out his slightly trembling right hand to call Ye Nansheng's pulse, sensing that her pulse was gradually calming down, and the smile on her face slowly bloomed.

"Qingyang boy, Lao Dao has never admired anyone in this life, you are the first." Yuan Haichan said with sincere appreciation.

Just now Chen Qingyang used the Taiyi Divine Needle to treat Ye Nansheng, the scene was not wonderful, but it was definitely thrilling, if it wasn't for seeing it with his own eyes, Yuan Haichan couldn't believe it at all, it only took two hours to comprehend the fifth needle, which could actually be used vividly in Chen Qingyang's hands, even if he had been immersed in the Taiyi Divine Needle for decades, he might not dare to say that he could do better than Chen Qingyang.

"The seniors are overrated."

Chen Qingyang smiled, and then told Qiao Xiaodemon to take good care of Ye Nansheng, as soon as the tight strings were loosened, the whole person passed out.

"Qingyang, are you alright?" Qiao Xiaoyou held the unconscious Chen Qingyang and shouted.

"There's no need to worry about him, he's just over-consumed, let him rest for a day or two and he'll be fine." Yuan Haichan said.

Although Chen Qingyang's strength is not weak, what he faced just now was a drop of immortal essence blood, and it was almost a miracle that he was able to hold on to it until now, and he also forced that drop of immortal essence blood out.

Seeing that Chen Qingyang's breathing was quite even, Qiao Xiaoyou was a little relieved, so he asked Mu Ge to take Chen Qingyang back to the room to rest.

When Chen Qingyang woke up again, it was already the next day.

After waking up, Chen Qingyang felt that his head was empty, and his whole body felt soreness and fatigue.

However, this feeling did not last long, and with his perverted recovery ability, it quickly dissipated.

"Brother Yang, you're awake."

Muge had been standing guard outside the door, and after noticing that Chen Qingyang had woken up, he immediately pushed the door and walked in.

"Has Nan Sheng woken up?" Chen Qingyang slowly sat up and asked.

"Not yet, but don't worry, Senior Yuan has been watching her, and it won't be a big deal." Madrigal said.

Chen Qingyang nodded, and was about to get out of bed to go over to see Ye Nansheng when the voice of the pastoral song continued to sound.

"By the way, Brother Yang, I will tell you good news, your grandmother and Xiaoyue should still be alive." Pastoral said with a faint excitement.

Chen Qingyang's expression was stunned, and he hurriedly asked, "What do you mean?" ”

He saw the former Chen family manor being razed to the ground, presumably his grandmother and the others were already very lucky, so he didn't dare to think about it these days.

"Let him tell you!"

After speaking, Madrigal opened a spatial crack, and a burly figure suddenly appeared in front of Chen Qingyang's eyes, it was the big man of the Xuanyuan clan that Muge had captured before.

"Say what you said before." Madrigal said in a commanding tone to the embarrassed man.