Chapter 43: Python Eggs

"Let's take a look around first. ”

Although he was eager to explore the bottom of the pool, Yang Fan was not a reckless person.

Right now, the body of the Silver Horn Han Python was destroyed due to self-explosion, and even the flesh and blood of other creatures were turned into blood foam, which could not be condensed into a bloody qi for Lilith to absorb, but Tong Renjing, who was not far away, still didn't know whether he was alive or dead, how could he ignore it?

walked up to Tong Renjing, probed his nose, and found that he was not dead.

Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and when he stood up, he saw that not far away, a sharp silver horn pierced the ground.

"Is it the single horn of the silver-horned python?"

Seeing the sharp horns of the silver light, Yang Fan was overjoyed, originally thought that after the Silver Horn Han Python blew itself up, there was nothing useful left on its body, but now it seems that this single horn actually remained.

"That's right, this single horn is the hardest thing on the Silver Horn Han Python, condensing the most essence of the bloodline demon qi on its body, even if it is a self-detonating demon pill, it may not be able to hurt even the slightest. ”

Walking over and putting away the silver horn of about three feet, Yang Fan suddenly discovered the strangeness of this sharp horn, just when he reached out, he only felt that this sharp horn was full of infinite cold, but when he really held it in the palm of his hand, it was a warmth, between a cold and a warm, it actually contained the truth of yin and yang exchange.

"This unicorn is really wonderful, it's a treasure. ”

Yang Fan was satisfied, but there was a rush of footsteps in his ears.

His eyes flashed, a vertical body, like driftwood, slowly submerged into the pool of water, as soon as he entered the water, Yang Fan only felt that his whole body was cold, but the silver horn in his arms was even hotter, and gradually, it actually dispelled the chill of this pool of water.

"Look, it's Senior Brother Tong. ”

Someone roared, and even Yang Fan at the bottom of the pool could hear it.

That voice was the outer disciple surnamed Zhou who had plotted against him before, and then the footsteps ran over chaotically.

"Senior Brother Tong, wake up!"

Someone shouted.

"There is still breath, hurry, let's quickly bring Senior Brother Tong back to the door and let the elders treat him. ”

That week, the outer disciple surnamed Tong was the most respectful, and when he found out that he still had breath, he said loudly.

"But why haven't you seen any of the other senior brothers in the inner door?"

There are also outer disciples who have doubts in their hearts.

"Where can I manage so much now, save Senior Brother Tong first, otherwise the elders will blame him, and which of you can bear it?"

With a word from the outer disciple surnamed Zhou, everyone no longer hesitated, carefully lifted Tong Renjing, and left the blue water cold pool.

When these people walked away, Yang Fan just wanted to come out, and heard a footstep falling.

"Will there be any treasures in the cold pool?"

Through the pool, Yang Fan could see the person standing on the edge of the pool, but he couldn't see him, and whispered to himself.

This person, Yang Fan also recognized, was one of the nine of the top ten disciples of the outer gate, seemed to be surnamed Lan, his appearance was quite handsome, his eyes were deep, and he was a little arrogant, he was only seventeen or eighteen years old this year, a little younger than Yang Fan, but he had already stepped into the innate threshold, and his broken gold fist was even more powerful, and he could kill a second-level demon beast alone.

The second-level demon beast is comparable to the innate realm, although Yang Fan was lucky enough to kill a second-level black water python, but it was purely an accident, if he was allowed to face a second-level demon beast head-on, even if his strength was greatly improved now, there was not much chance of winning, so the strength of the person in front of him was still above Yang Fan at the moment.

"Senior Brother Lan, what are you doing when you stop by the pool?"

Just then, another man came.

is also one of the top ten disciples of the outer gate, this person is tall, completely different from this young man surnamed Lan, his surname is cheerful, he always laughs, attracting attention, his appearance makes Senior Brother Lan frown for no reason.

"Do you want to get to the bottom of the pool?"

Stepping on a few footsteps, none of the nine disciples of the outer gate were damaged, and all of them came to the edge of the pond intact.

"This water is so cold, and the silver-horned cold python doesn't know whether it is alive or dead, which of you dares to go in?"

After Senior Brother Lan finished speaking, he turned around and left.

At the beginning, he really wanted to gamble, after all, if Senior Brother Tong hadn't said nonsense, the silver-horned cold python in front of him would have been seriously injured, or it would have simply died.

But there are so many people right now, even if there is really something at the bottom of the pool, they can't enjoy it exclusively, and when the time comes, they will have to hand it over to the sect, and Senior Brother Tong is injured and gets the treasure himself, even if it is handed over to the sect, I'm afraid it's not a good thing.

Suo's surname, Senior Brother Lan turned around and left.

The rest of the outer disciples glanced at each other, and the tall young man who came behind Senior Brother Lan laughed: "Senior Brother Lan is waiting for me." ”

So saying, he chased after him.

"We'll go back too?"

An outer disciple asked.

"Back. ”

Although this is unwilling, but in this state, they don't dare to stay for a long time, otherwise they will be angry, which is not a good thing.

After these people left, Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, but he was afraid that they would go and return, Yang Fan did not come out immediately, but looked around, and at this point, he saw that at the bottom of the pool, there was something faintly, swallowing the cold air.

After a slight hesitation, Yang Fan's body fell and dived down.

He is now a complete viscera, the anger in his body is endless, take a breath, you can hold it for a long time, if you open the seven exquisite hearts, even if you hold your breath all the time, as long as there is aura into the body, you are not afraid of cutting off your vitality.

The next cold pool is naturally not a problem.

It's just that the further down, the colder the water of this cold pool becomes, and in the end, those cold breaths seem to seep into the body, and the silver horn in his arms, although it exudes warmth, but it can't keep his whole body warm, in this case, Yang Fan can only let go of the suppression of the heart, so that the seven tricks are exquisite.

"Falling so deep into the bottom of the pool, even if there are some aura fluctuations, it should be fine, right?"

He thought so.

Knock knock!

The heart of the Seven Tricks was beating, and the cold air from all directions was surging over.

This anomaly frightened Yang Fan, but soon, he found that after these cold qi entered the body, just like the five elements of yin and yang aura, they turned into the heart, turned into blood, and nourished themselves.

"Unexpectedly, this cold qi also belongs to a kind of five elements aura. ”

Yang Fan's heart was relieved, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the thing that absorbed the cold at the bottom of the pool was actually an oval-shaped egg bigger than a basketball.

"Isn't this the egg that the Silverhorn Python forcibly laid before it exploded?"

With joy in his heart, Yang Fan touched it.

The big egg seemed to have a spirit surname, and it moved in Yang Fan's hand, which was originally very violent, but when it felt the breath of blood on the silver horn, it couldn't help but quiet down.

Holding this egg, Yang Fan couldn't help but ponder.

He can't cultivate the Tao, and he can't cultivate martial arts to give birth to true qi, and the effect of this egg on him is nothing more than two kinds, one is to swallow and nourish his own essence and blood, and the other is to draw a blood contract and accept it as a pet.

In the first case, it is too wasteful, and the egg is not nutritious, even if you eat it, you can't make up for it.

In the second case, although there is a demon beast thug, his safety has been greatly improved, but the growth of the demon beast is extremely slow, and it is not certain when it will be useful.

Of course, if Yang Fan gave it a large amount of blood qi and spiritual energy to transmit it, it could also promote its growth, but Lilith also needed blood qi, and he also needed blood qi for his own cultivation, and the already insufficient blood qi, wouldn't it make the progress slower if there was one more to divide it?

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Fan gritted his teeth, put the egg back, and put it back.

When he let it go, the egg trembled violently, and he actually wanted to pounce on him.

Inexplicably, a trace of pity flashed in Yang Fan's heart.

"That's it, that's it, the left and right can be regarded as the demon spirit that swallowed your mother, so I'll take you. ”

After speaking, Yang Fan hugged the big egg again, and the egg instantly settled down.

Yang Fan had to smile bitterly.

Looking up, not far away, a deep cave appeared at the bottom of the pool.

"That's it, I want to see what it looks like to make the Silver Horned Han Python a fourth-level demon beast and inexplicably pregnant with bone and blood. ”

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