Chapter 107 The Relics of the Yuan Clan

"Hungry, girls, I'm really sorry. There is no solution, but what's wrong with the spiritual liquid? If you can help, you will definitely not refuse. Fu Tingxuan's embaughing, it's not good to excuse it anymore, so he said with a smile.

"Of course you can help. I just want your thing." Hearing Fu Tingxuan's words, Hua Fei said excitedly that the spiritual liquid seemed to be very important to them.

Fu Tingxuan pointed to himself and asked awkwardly, "You mean, that thing?"

"Yes, that's the thing. If you want to make the spiritual liquid, you must have that thing." At this time, Hua Fei also realized that she was wrong. She quickly calmed down and lowered her head and said.

Fu Tingxuan was very surprised. He had never heard of that that thing can also be prepared with any spiritual liquid. He only heard that that thing can beautify.

"Hungry, Miss Hua, no, Miss Huafei, are you sure that kind of thing can also be used to make sound insulation?"

Hua Fei nodded. He took out a small jade bottle from his waist and handed it to Fu Tingxuan.

"This is the spiritual liquid, which can keep our face and nourish our skin and improve our mana."

Fu Tingxuan took the small jade bottle, pulled out the plug at the mouth of the bottle, smelled it slightly with his nose, and a wisp of fragrance penetrated into Fu Tingxuan's nose. The fragrance is not very strong, but very light, but the fragrance seems to have taken root in Fu Tingxuan's nose and has not dissipated for a long time.

Fu Tingxuan dripped a drop of spiritual liquid from it, wrapped it in Zhenyuan and inhaled it. He tried to run Zhenyuan and found that the spiritual liquid was indeed a little effective. Although it was almost minimal for Fu Tingxuan, the effect was indeed there.

Fu Tingxuan handed the small jade bottle back to Hua Fei and said with a smile, "This can really increase mana. I didn't expect this kind of spirit to be made of that kind of thing. Girl Huafei, that's down..."

"Son, come with me." Hua Fei wanted to lead the way in front, but was stopped by Xiaotao. Xiaotao blocked Fu Tingxuan and said reluctantly, "Huafei, why let you take the prince away? You have more spiritual liquid than us.

"Xiaotao, that's not what I said. Is it true that we have more spiritual fluid than you, so should men give it to you?" Hua Fei raised her eyebrows and said disdainfully.

Xiaotao stared at Fu Tingxuan with her big watery eyes and said pitifully, "Son, are you really going to leave Xiaotao?"

Fu Tingxuan suddenly became depressed. When did that thing become so popular? However, Fu Tingxuan was actually very dissatisfied. These women completely regarded themselves as goods. If it hadn't been for Fu Tingxuan's guilt about what happened just now, she would have left.

"Little Peach girl, Huafei girl, you don't have to argue. If you need men, I can find a lot. Wait a minute." Fu Tingxuan said.

Fu Tingxuan took a few steps back, took out a small sword from the storage ring, wrote a few words on a piece of paper, and then released the sword. The direction of this little sword is Beifeng City. There are many men in Xue Chenyan, which is only two or three days away from here, so it is definitely the best choice to ask him for help.

"Son, that little sword is..." Xiaotao walked to Fu Tingxuan and asked puzzledly.

Fu Tingxuan replied with a smile, "That little sword is to deliver letters. It is estimated that in a few days, at least hundreds of men will come here to help you. Now, you don't have to argue."

"Is what the prince said true?" Xiaotao said with great joy. For them, men are undoubtedly the most important "things".

Fu Tingxuan nodded and said, "Of course it's true. OK, since the matter has been solved, I will leave." After saying that, Fu Tingxuan was about to leave.

The Huafei suddenly blocked Fu Tingxuan's way. Something called greed flashed in her eyes and said coldly, "Son, look at your appearance, there should be some power."

Fu Tingxuan looked at Hua Fei, as if he had thought of something, and said indifferently, "Miss Hua Fei, listen to your tone, you think of something that you shouldn't think about." Fu Tingxuan didn't cover it up and directly broke Hua Fei.

"Faun, you are a smart man. Should you know what to do? Otherwise, my sisters haven't touched a man for a long time. Maybe something will happen. Hua Fei threatened undisguisedly.

In fact, Fu Tingxuan has long hidden his cultivation. The cultivation exposed outside is only a spinning period. No wonder this Hua Fei wants to kill Fu Tingxuan. After all, this kind of fat sheep is still difficult to find.

Fu Tingxuan sneered and said, "Well, since you said so, I have nothing to say. Aren't hundreds of strong men enough to satisfy you? Greed can sometimes kill you.

"You son, you should know what pursuit is. Looking at the appearance of the prince, I'm afraid that the hundreds of men are nothing to the prince, so why don't they come more? You don't know that this kind of spiritual liquid can be taken indefinitely. Of course, it's only our Yuan people who have this ability. Hua Fei said with a smile.

Some people may ask, if tens of thousands or even millions of men are enslaved by the Yuan people, isn't it invincible? Of course, the answer is wrong. The higher the cultivation, the worse the effect of taking this spiritual liquid, just like Fu Tingxuan. After taking the spiritual liquid, the increased true power is not as good as that of Fu Tingxuan's practice for a quarter of an hour, let alone the combination period and the disaster period.

Even if all the men in the whole Xiuzhen world are ruled by the Yuan people, I'm afraid that there will be a monk in 50 years, and the success rate of crossing the disaster will not exceed 1%. After all, it is the spiritual liquid that is forcibly promoted. The foundation is unstable, and it is very easy to be taken advantage of by the heart demons.

Fu Tingxuan looked at Huafei carefully and found that there was a little transparent colloid on Huafei's neck, which should be the symbol of the Yuan people.

"Hua Fei, you are too greedy. Tell me, how do you want to die!" Fu Tingxuan's murderous field was released, covering this square kilometer in it. All the Yuan women were oppressed and knelt down, and their bodies were sweating coldly.

"How is that possible? How can you be so strong? Isn't it only the cultivation of the rotation period? Hua Fei felt the terrible pressure and said to herself in disbelief.

Fu Tingxuan didn't talk nonsense. After all, it's meaningless to talk nonsense with the dead. When these guys get to hell, they will feel better. They don't know that hell is the main battlefield of Fu Tingxuan.

However, just as Fu Tingxuan was about to attack, a strong pressure invaded Fu Tingxuan's murderous field and protected those Yuan people. Although this pressure is strong, it is only comparable to Fu Tingxuan's murderous field, so it cannot directly break through the murderous field.

"Who are you? Why did you stop me?" Fu Tingxuan shouted at the source of the pressure.

The owner of this pressure also showed his true face. An old woman with a crutch was accompanied by a girl in her twenties. The old woman seemed to have a lot of effort to walk, but Fu Tingxuan saw a sharpness in the grandmother's eyes, as if it could penetrate people's hearts.

"Son, I saw what happened just now. I'm really sorry. Please let me go of these poor children." The old woman said with a smile.

Fu Tingxuan looked at the old woman, and there was a trace of murder hidden in her smile. Thinking of what happened just now, Fu Tingxuan said happily, "Senior, I respect you as a senior and don't want to fight with you. Now that you know what these women have just done, you still want to stop me. Obviously, you are favoring. But they are your people, and it is also human to be partial. But senior, since someone dares to threaten me, I must see blood.

"Sir, it's not good to fight and kill. It's better to sell old people for face and spare them. Our Yuan clan is sparsely populated, and we can't die any more. Please show mercy. The old lady said with a smile. Through the temptation just now, the old woman also knew Fu Tingxuan's strength. She knew that she was not fully sure about fighting with Fu Tingxuan, so she still had to bow first.

How could Fu Tingxuan not see through such a simple truth? Naturally, he knew that the old woman was afraid of her own strength, but Fu Tingxuan was only part of her strength just now. This old woman was by no match for Fu Tingxuan.

"Senior, I have said that I must see blood today, otherwise it will be difficult for me to calm down. Senior, I'm not a good person to kill. You can choose this Huafei to die alone or all of them.

"You son, can't we discuss it again? This Hua Fei is one of the most talented people in my generation, and she must be preserved. This old woman is also going to tear her face. Hua Fei is still very important for the declining Yuan family, and it is the hope of revival.

Fu Tingxuan shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "Then there's nothing I can do. Since you said so, I have to take action directly."

As soon as the words fell, Fu Tingxuan strengthened his murderous field and squeezed out the old woman's pressure. Hua Fei and other Yuan people were pressed on the ground by the pressure in the murderous field. The seven holes began to bleed and felt like suffocation.

" Stop it!" Seeing this, the old woman couldn't calm down any more. She quickly slapped and hit Fu Tingxuan.

Fu Tingxuan snorted coldly, and the palm power was offset. In the murderous field, Fu Tingxuan could control everything.

The old woman was shocked and immediately raised her crutch and let Zhenyuan inject it. The layer of things outside the crutch fell down, revealing the golden scepter inside. The old woman forced out a mouthful of blood from her heart and sprayed on the scepter. The scepter immediately emitted a golden light, and a pressure from ancient times immediately burst out.

Fu Tingxuan is a little curious. This scepter is definitely something from ancient times. It seems to be the treasure of this Yuan clan.

"Open!" The old woman shouted, and the scepter shot into the murderous field. The murderous field seemed to be white paper, and it was broken as soon as it was poked. Fu Tingxuan stepped back a few steps, and a line of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Fu Tingxuan said to himself: This scepter is not simple, and it has a restraint in my murderous field!

"Son, let's stop it! Just take it as a face for our ancestors, and our ancestors will visit us another day. The old woman said with a smile.

Fu Tingxuan sneered a few times and said, "I'm not afraid to tell you. In the world of cultivation, I'm really not afraid of anyone. Remember! If any of your ancestors want to find the scene, ask him to go to Yinfeng to find a silver knife for thousands of years!" After saying that, Fu Tingxuan slapped Hua Fei's heavenly soul cover, and Hua Fei immediately died.

"Damn it!" The old woman was angry and flew to Fu Tingxuan with the scepter in her hand. Her eyes were full of fierceness. As for the girl who had not spoken, her face was full of unbearance.

Fu Tingxuan took out the acquired spiritual treasure-level dagger. To deal with this kind of ancient thing, the fairy weapons were all floating clouds and were completely useless.