C1682 Cruelty to cultivation

Yi Ruoran nodded her head, and immediately condensed another two drops of blood, at the same time, two blood colored Nangong Mei'er that looked like ghosts appeared.

There was a huge platform at the very top of Heavenly Moon Divine Palace, so Long Yan could completely cultivate and use it. Even if Yi Ruoran was not discovered by the people monitoring them in the Nangong Family, she could still sense the approach of outsiders within a radius of five kilometers after she had set up a barrier around herself!

From time to time, the immortal mist would drift past him, allowing Long Yan to feel relaxed and happy.

Since that's the case, let's start training now.

Without hesitation, Yi Ruoran controlled the Nascent Soul in her hand, and three blood red phantoms immediately unleashed a powerful attack towards Long Yan. Boom!

These blood men all had a memory of their own, after all, they used their nascent souls to form blood men, and after the death of the divine martial spirit warriors, their souls would leave their bodies to form a nascent soul, which would rely on absorbing the emperor's spirit energy and devouring Emperor Crystal and divine crystals to survive.

Yi Ruoran crossed her legs, while she was sitting on top of a stone block in the gigantic Divine Palace. Her long hair was floating, pure and unique cheeks were fluttering her clothes, and the wind was blowing wildly, especially her long and smooth legs that were exposed, allowing Long Yan to meet with one or two in battle, she could not help but take a glance in her direction.

Sexy, seductive, and captivating, this kind of seductive posture made Long Yan unable to cultivate in peace.

He simply closed his eyes. Although the three Nangong Mei'er Puppets did not have souls, the way they swung their arms or stirred the wind all caused Long Yan to feel extremely shaken.

"I'll dodge!"

In the midst of the intense battle, Long Yan dodged quickly and activated his Martial Spirit. With just a gust of wind, he could feel their movements and directions.

What Long Yan learned was the difference between their comprehension in martial arts. Using a blood man puppet was the best.

"Hehe, I didn't expect Little Long Yan to be so capable, then I'll give you an even greater enticement."

Yi Ruoran laughed, then a smile suddenly appeared on her face, this was a smile that she had not seen for a long time.

He twisted his nimble body and danced along with it. His illusory figure appeared to be like a fairy descending from heaven to the mortal world amidst an immortal mist. His beautiful face was still filled with youthful vitality as his heart pounded.

He didn't know how many people in the outside world would be envious of such a sight.

No matter how she moved, she could not distract him. In the battle, Long Yan had attacked her completely, just like how when Nangong Mei'er was still alive, in the fighting arena, the killing intent was always the same.

In the midst of the intense battle, a Demon Destruction Chaos Sword appeared in Long Yan's hand, slashing the city in two, but this blood colored puppet could not be killed, and it quickly recovered.

"The ability to create blood people is truly terrifying and astonishing. Doesn't that mean that if I were to practice this blood technique, I would be able to create such a terrifying blood puppet?"

"One Sword Royal Profound War!"

BOOM!

In the intense battle, Long Yan's analysis of the martial way was obviously rapidly being absorbed, comprehended, and then practiced. This required a process, a point similar to that of the nine stages of the Sky Martial Spirit.

Kill!

Bang! With a loud bang, Long Yan's sword pierced through the golem blood man's chest. She actually lowered his head to look at it.

It looked abnormally terrifying.

Very quickly, he waved his sword, and the second attack came out – Fantasy Neptune!

He had completely strangled the other puppet blood man, but Long Yan had forgotten about the blood man behind him. In the midst of the rapid recovery of the two blood puppets, the one behind him directly smashed his palm against Long Yan's back, filled with the power to intimidate the heavens and earth.

BOOM! Long Yan was immediately sent flying.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Three ice-cold blood-colored puppet Nangong Mei'er stood beside Long Yan. The anger in her eyes and the unwillingness to die allowed Long Yan to feel the true aura of death.

After the blood was summoned from their nascent souls, they still had a trace of consciousness. In the end, her death was all because of Long Yan capturing her that day, so this hatred naturally could not be wiped away.

"Hey, if it wasn't for me, I'm afraid that even your Nascent Souls would be killed by that old man Nan Shengtian, and you still hate me so much now?"

Long Yan tumbled on the ground twice, and crawled up. But there were three figures, quickly chasing after him.

BOOM!

Yi Ruoran's figure appeared, and she destroyed three puppet blood men with a single palm.

"Long Yan, how is it? "Let's stop here for today. We'll continue tomorrow. It seems like you are still unable to defeat them. Come, let me check your injuries for you."

"This won't do. I'm still far from reaching my limit. Master, I want to continue. This time, I want to create five golems. I want to make it a bit more difficult for myself."

Long Yan swiped, swiped, and waved the Demon Destruction Chaos Sword in his hands a few times.

"I've already killed them all just now, it's just that they are constantly reviving. If I don't kill them this way, I will at least tire myself out. Master, is there a way to fight against the five of them? I also have a limit on how I can control them."

"There are methods. Use your blood and fuse it with a cultivation method or battle skill, and then you can completely destroy them."

After he finished speaking, Long Yan let out a furious roar, and completely ignited all of his fighting spirit. When he thought of Dragon Spirit, his blood boiled, and that heart of his that had become strong, allowed Long Yan to continue cultivating without end.

A powerful aura burst forth like the waves of the ocean. Tens of thousands of horses were galloping, and their might could swallow the mountains and rivers.

"Long Yan, good, since it's like this, I promise you!" She discovered that even she was infected by Long Yan's crazy cultivation. That was a machine that was filled with an endless fighting spirit, a machine that was not tired, but was instead filled with endless battle spirit!

She had underestimated Long Yan's willpower and tenacity. After three days had passed, Long Yan had always been in the midst of battle with the five golem First Stage of Divine Martial Spirit s, and had never stopped.

Yi Ruoran shook her head: "Long Yan, what kind of youth are you? When you cultivate, you disregard everything else, you are just a madman!"

In these three days, she had also returned to the City Lord's Mansion to visit Yi Pingzhi and the others. There were other things to do, to make some arrangements and make some arrangements, leaving Long Yan to cultivate by himself.

Long Yan could kill these puppets one by one, but he could only rely on his own movement techniques to dodge five attacks at a fast speed.

Every single time, he was able to dodge in the midst of death. Of course, there were a few times where Long Yan was shaken to the ground.

On the fourth day, when Yi Ruoran came to visit Long Yan, the clothes on his body were already riddled with holes and her hair was a lot more disheveled.

Long Yan had always desired to become stronger during battles. In fact, how many warriors trained in the field of martial arts had all trained their wills and comprehended their martial arts, and had achieved breakthroughs? Yi Ruoran didn't even know one thing, it was because Long Yan had borrowed treasures like the Martial Spirit to comprehend the essence of martial arts.

"Long Yan, are you alright? Do you want to stop and rest?"

"No!" Suddenly, Long Yan let out a furious roar as two rays of golden light shot out from his eyes. He entered a state of selflessness, and as he dodged, he became immersed in his own comprehension.

Instantly, five figures beneath him charged into the air in the clouds, encircling him in the center. They continuously erupted with powerful attacks, all of which were used on Long Yan's body, blasting him full of injuries!