Chapter 29 Thousand Acres of Blood Spirit Grass

"Go!"

With Yang Feng's shout, the lower-grade treasure Fire Crow Sword turned into a stream of fiery red light and shot towards a fifth-level Yin-Yang Realm beast, easily piercing the head of the fifth-level Yin-Yang Mirror beast, causing it to bleed and die tragically.

At this time, Yang Feng waved his hand, and a gust of wind appeared out of thin air, rolling up the corpse of the fifth-level Yin-Yang Mirror beast and sending it into the Dongtian Pearl.

After that, Yang Feng moved his body and flew to a piece of blood spirit grass. He quickly picked up a thousand-year-old blood spirit grass, more than ten hundred-year-old blood spirit grass, and more than a hundred blood spirit grasses under a hundred years old, and put them all into the Dongtian Pearl.

"There are too few thousand-year-old blood spirit grasses in this area. We must explore deeper into the mountains to get a large amount of thousand-year-old blood spirit grass!"

Looking at the twelve thousand-year-old blood spirit grasses in the Dongtian Pearl, Yang Feng frowned and muttered softly.

At this time, Yang Feng had been out of retreat for most of the time. He hunted eight fifth-level Yin-Yang Realm beasts and one sixth-level Tianren Realm beast in succession, and only then did he obtain twelve thousand-year-old blood spirit grasses.

According to the current progress, Yang Feng would need at least one month to obtain five hundred blood spirit grasses.

This was a bit too long for Yang Feng.

Therefore, after Yang Feng muttered, he took off into the air and flew deeper into the mountains.

After flying for thousands of miles in a row, when the sky began to darken, Yang Feng randomly found a towering tree and flew down. He sat cross-legged on a huge tree branch, took out the twelve thousand-year-old blood spirit grasses from the cave bead, and swallowed and refined them one by one.

After refining all the twelve thousand-year-old blood spirit grasses, Yang Feng felt the changes in the blood in his body, and then operated the "Fire God Jue" to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and transform it into pure mana.

"Ding! You practice the "Fire God Technique" and refine a strand of mana. The effect of practice is returned ten thousand times, and you get ten thousand strands of mana!"

When Yang Feng condensed a strand of mana, a crisp reminder sounded in his ears.

Ten thousand strands of mana appeared out of thin air in his sea of ​​consciousness, which made the mana in his sea of ​​consciousness much more abundant.

After hearing the crisp reminder sound and feeling the changes in his sea of ​​consciousness, Yang Feng's expression did not change, and he continued to practice the "Fire God Technique".

The next morning, Yang Feng opened his tightly closed eyes, felt the surging mana in his sea of ​​consciousness, and a faint smile appeared on his face. He secretly sighed: The system is awesome, and then he stood up, took off into the air, and explored around.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

When Yang Feng flew near a valley with extremely rich spiritual energy, the blood spirit ring on his wrist issued a series of rapid reminders, and a blood-colored arrow pointed in the direction of the valley.

Seeing this, Yang Feng was delighted and immediately flew to the valley not far away.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

As soon as Yang Feng flew within a thousand meters of the valley, angry roars of beasts rang out from the valley.

One by one, the fourth-level beasts rose into the air from the valley, turned into streams of light, and rushed straight to Yang Feng.

These fourth-level beasts were divided into more than ten races, with a total of more than a thousand, so dense that one could not see the edge at a glance.

Seeing this, Yang Feng frowned slightly, and with a thought, he mobilized the mana in his body and poured it into the Fire Crow Sword, making the Fire Crow Sword shine brightly and releasing brilliant flames.

Immediately afterwards, a group of fire crows condensed in the void, forming a large formation of fire crows, surrounding more than a thousand fourth-level beasts flying out of the valley.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Amidst the fierce roars, the fire crows exploded one after another. The powerful explosive force directly blew more than a thousand fourth-level beasts in the fire crow formation into pieces, turning them into blood mist that filled the sky and fell downwards.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

At this time, angry beast roars came from the valley not far away.

One after another, huge fifth-level, sixth-level, seventh-level, and even eighth-level beasts with terrifying power flew out of the valley and pounced directly on Yang Feng.

In the process of pounce on Yang Feng, attacks containing terrifying power came from these fifth-, sixth-, seventh-, and eighth-level beasts, pouring down on Yang Feng with infinite power.

Facing the terrifying attacks of countless beasts, Yang Feng's face changed slightly, and he quickly mobilized the mana in his body and poured it into the top-grade treasure Xuanjin Armor, making it shine and float out of the body to protect Yang Feng's body.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Amidst the crisp sounds, the attacks with terrifying power bombarded the black gold armor outside Yang Feng's body one after another, sparking brilliant sparks, but they could not break the defense of the black gold armor, let alone hurt Yang Feng.

"Ten eighth-level Jindan realm beasts, one hundred and eight seventh-level Shentong realm beasts, three hundred and eighty-two sixth-level Tianren realm beasts, eight hundred and ninety-two fifth-level Yin-Yang mirror beasts, have I poked the beast's nest?"

Looking at the terrifying beasts approaching rapidly, Yang Feng's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

After an exclamation, Yang Feng's mind moved, and he mobilized the mana in his body and poured it into the top-grade treasure, the Soul-Suppressing Bell.

Then, the top-grade treasure, the Soul-Suppressing Bell, flew out of Yang Feng's sea of ​​consciousness and floated in front of Yang Feng.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Accompanied by crisp bell sounds, terrifying soul attacks were sent out from the Soul-Calming Bell, pouring down on the many beasts that pounced on Yang Feng, easily destroying the souls of the beasts one by one, turning them into cold corpses that fell downwards.

Seeing this, Yang Feng waved his hand, and strong winds formed in the void, rolling up the corpses of the beasts one by one, and sending them all to the Cave Heaven Pearl for storage.

In a moment, the beasts that attacked Yang Juncheng were killed by the Soul-Calming Bell, and all their corpses were collected by Yang Feng in the Cave Heaven Pearl.

At this time, Yang Feng moved his body and turned into a stream of light, flying into the valley.

"Thousand acres of blood spirit grass, I made a fortune this time!"

Looking at the thousand acres of blood spirit grass that was specially opened up in the center of the valley, Yang Feng's eyes flashed with excitement, and he exclaimed involuntarily.

Amidst the exclamation, Yang Feng released his spiritual sense and scanned the thousand acres of blood spirit grass.

"Three hundred thousand year old blood spirit grasses, ninety-eight ten thousand year old blood spirit grasses, one thousand two hundred and thirty-six thousand year old blood spirit grasses, twelve thousand three hundred hundred hundred year old blood spirit grasses, more than one hundred thousand several dozen year old blood spirit grasses, I'm going to make a fortune!"

After obtaining the specific number of blood spirit grasses in the thousand acres of blood spirit grass, Yang Feng's eyes flashed with ecstasy, exclaimed, and flew into the thousand acres of blood spirit grass, quickly picking the blood spirit grasses.