Seeing that the opponent couldn't take out the crystal jade to replenish the true yuan, Feng Fan was a little surprised in his heart. It seems that the opponent's true element consumption is huge, and it should give the opponent a fatal attack. In order to be more secure, Feng Fan decided to use the Mixed Spirit Devouring Yuan Bead to absorb some of the opponent's true elements before making a move.

The reason why Feng Fan didn't use the Mixed Spirit Devouring Yuan Bead in the first place was mainly because he was a little skeptical about what the blue-clothed young monk said that this treasure could absorb the true essence of a monk two levels higher than the user. Moreover, at the beginning of the fight, the outcome is unpredictable, once you easily use the Mixed Spirit Devouring Yuan Bead, if you can't absorb the opponent's true element, you may be seized by the opponent. At this time, the odds of winning are extremely high, so Feng Fan considered trying this treasure. After all, the opponent was two Foundation Stage Cultivators, and he was only a Qi Gathering Stage Monk, and any wrong judgment would put him in a desperate situation.

The giant axes and flying sword runes in the array had already exhausted their true elements and were rapidly burning. Feng Fan's sleeve robe on the right side waved, and the Mixed Spirit Devouring Yuan Bead flew out of the Five Elements Xuanmeng Ring.

Feng Fan pointed at the spirit treasure in front of him, and a Five Elements Xuanmeng True Yuan was permeated in it, and the Mixed Spirit Devouring Yuan Bead slowly flew into the magic circle under the control of Feng Fan's divine sense.

The middle-aged man and the girl in red were extremely depressed in the formation, because after more than an hour of stalemate, the opponent Zhenyuan was still extremely strong, and he didn't know what method the opponent used.

At this time, seeing that the opponent's talisman had already burned, the two couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at the same time. If the opponent uses some more talismans, they will be depleted of their true essence and will eventually be killed by the opponent.

While the two were in shock, a gray bead appeared in front of them. The two of them were in amazement, and suddenly felt their true essence swarming out like a flood that burst the embankment, as if it was being sucked up by the bead.

"Senior sister, look at this bead!" the middle-aged man's voice was full of horror.

"It's Gu Bao! No, it seems to be more powerful than Gu Bao's breath, what is this?" The surprised voice of the girl in red came from inside the big array, and if the girl in red knew that this was a spiritual treasure, she would be even more shocked.

"Boy, what is your identity, what kind of treasure is this?" the middle-aged man asked in a loud voice outside the formation.

"After the two of them hit the road, they will naturally know their identities and the treasures they use. Feng Fan said with a cold expression.

"Senior sister, we have to use the Dafa of Concentration of Minds, otherwise we will all be unable to escape the catastrophe. The middle-aged man's face was gloomy, and he seemed to hesitate, hesitated for a while, and finally made up his mind.

"Don't, senior brother!" said the girl in red in a trembling voice, as if this concentration Dafa had done great harm to the middle-aged man.

Concentration Dafa is a kind of demon cultivation sect exercise, the user can improve their cultivation to two levels in a very short time, and can send out up to two attacks or defenses, but after that, it will cause great damage to themselves, which will greatly reduce their cultivation. The recovery time after performing these methods varies greatly from one level to another, with the higher the rank of the monk, the longer it will take for the monk to fully recover from his original cultivation afterwards.

The middle-aged man saw that the opponent's treasure quickly devoured his true yuan, so he started to use the heart of concentrating the Dafa, even if he tried to repair himself afterwards, he had to test whether he could defeat the magic circle, and then kill the opponent.

When Feng Fan heard the words "Gathering Divine Dafa", he couldn't help but be a little dazed. He had never heard of this kind of exercise, but judging from the reaction of the girl in red, it should be a powerful exercise. And Feng Fan guessed that this kind of exercise didn't seem to be easy to perform, and there should be some big restrictions.

Since he suspected that the power of the Gathering God Dafa was huge, Feng Fan decided to strengthen his defenses. With a slight movement of his left hand, a silver light shroud spirit rune suddenly appeared, and with the influx of true yuan, the spirit rune was quickly urged.

The middle-aged man had words in his mouth, and soon, countless cyan rays of light surged around his body. As the cyan light became denser and denser, it soon wrapped around the middle-aged man. It can be vaguely seen that the middle-aged man's body has skyrocketed, doubling in growth, and the true yuan around him is surging, and the green mangs are getting thicker and thicker.

Feng Fan used his divine sense to explore, and felt that the middle-aged man's cultivation had actually been raised to the initial level in the late stage of foundation building, and he was a little surprised in his heart. Feng Fan understood that the Dafa of Gathering Spirits was probably a kind of evil sect exercise, which could make the monk's cultivation improve rapidly in a short period of time. But judging from the expression and language of the girl in red just now, the Dafa of Concentration should be extremely harmful to the caster.

Moreover, Feng Fan's divine sense sensed that the Mixed Spirit Devouring Yuan Bead could no longer absorb the True Yuan from his body at the moment when the middle-aged man's cultivation reached the initial level in the late stage of foundation building.

It seems that what the blue-clothed young man said is true, and the Mixed Spirit Devouring Yuan Bead can only absorb the true essence of a monk who is two levels or less than the user. At this time, Yi Fengfan had not fully reached the strength of the initial level monk in the early stage of foundation building, so he naturally could not absorb the true essence of the initial level monk in the late stage of foundation building.

The middle-aged man had already finished casting the spell, and with a loud roar, the short knife in front of him rushed forward and crashed into the Five Elements Xuanmeng Array. There was a fluctuation of spiritual power from the Five Elements Xuanmeng Array, which was a little fluctuating.

Feng Fan immediately stepped back, and with one hand and a finger, a black shield appeared.

The middle-aged man roared, and the short knife instantly broke through the simple magic array of the Five Elements Xuanmeng Array, and a passage was formed on the large array, and the front of the large array immediately became clear because of the appearance of the passage.

The middle-aged man saw that the first attack broke the big array, and his body hurried forward and came out of the big array. The middle-aged man then pointed at the short knife without hesitation, and the short knife shot at Feng Fan like an arrow with a low whistling sound. The white light above bloomed, and the aura was sinister.

With a flick of Feng Fan's left hand, the Black Shield greeted him, and at the same time opened the True Yuan Imperial Shield. The short knife slammed into the black shield, and the crisp sound sounded endlessly, and the violent power was heavy one after another, surging towards Feng Fan incompremely, and the momentum was incomparable.

The Black Shield quickly retreated towards Feng Fan, crashing into the silver light shield around Feng Fan's body. The silver light shield collapsed violently, and Feng Fan felt a huge force rush in through the black shield and the silver light shield.

The aftermath of the short knife hit Feng Fan's True Yuan Imperial Cover through the Black Shield, and the True Yuan Imperial Cover collapsed like a soap bubble, Feng Fan was hit by the residual power, and blood spurted wildly from his mouth, turning into a blood mist in the sky, and Feng Fan's body took a few steps back before standing firm.