Chapter 74 Unearthed
The old man did not let Yin Yifan hesitate. With a slap of his hand, the latter turned into the pit. There is a muffled sound, and the size is just right and spacious. The next time, the old ghost waved his hoe to fill back the original yellow mud.
Yin Yifan held the pit wall with both hands and turned his head to avoid the dirt cover from time to time. On his face, he was inevitably a little reluctant. He spit a few mouths of mud powder and shouted, "Old man, what are you doing? You buried me alive without saying anything and want me to die?"
The old man grinned and said, "Hey, kid, I didn't use any strength when digging this pit. So there are only pure earth elements in this pit. You can penetrate the way of earth by yourself. In ten days, I will come back.
"Old ghost!"
Yin Yifan's voice roared, but was gradually buried by the loess. After about a cup of tea, the former was completely buried. The old man threw down the hoe, patted his hand, and didn't forget to step on a few feet on the soil. But I don't know how someone under the earth will scream at this moment.
"Ki, death doesn't happen often. Sometimes it's still your own efforts. Under the loess, ten days and ten nights, to see how capable you can't stand it, you don't deserve to fool around with me." The old man's face was solemn and he thought to himself. Even if he strode out, the back of the vicissitudes of life disappeared on the mountains and fields.
Under the soil layer, it was dark. Yin Yifan lay flat and only felt that it was easy to exhale, but it was very difficult to inhale. Every time the chest is under the exhalation, it will attract a deep fit of the loess, and then when you inhale, it is not easy. Under such a squeeze, the muddle-headed feeling became heavier and heavier.
"You can't wait to die. Even if the loess is buried, you have to work hard. This is just the beginning. The old ghost can endure ten days and ten nights, and I must be able to do it." I don't know how long it took. Yin Yifan struggled for a while, but he couldn't move and could only secretly cheer himself up. With calming down, his heart came to mind the scene of understanding the way of earth.
Everything in the world has soil first...
In this yuan, nine corners emit earthy yellow light, coiled into a ball and circled into a circle, which is the realm of one yuan and nine corners. However, at this time, the Yuan power was very turbulent, and there was almost a feeling of overflowing, which obviously reached the last moment.
Yin Yifan's spiritual power swept through the whole yuan and comforted the ripples in every corner with his soul power. He found that although the realm of Jiujiao had reached its peak, he could not think about how to break through at all. There is even a feeling that the Yuanli in the nine corners is their own masters, and the whole Yuan is not harmonious. Even Yuanli does not condense, how can we talk about reaching Yuanman?
"Is Yuan Man, is it that condenses the Yuan forces in this yuan and finally turns them into one?"
Yin Yifan took a difficult breath, as if he had thought of something. The soil that can be felt from around the body is deeply attached to your face and skin.
At this time, the way of earth becomes profound.
One sand, one world...one yuan, one universe...
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The wind is Xiaoxiao, the mountains are desolate, and an old figure. Ten days later, it came as scheduled. Looking at the motionless yellow land, I couldn't help feeling a little up and downs. It's not the old man, but who is it?
Suddenly, there was a roar, and the buried land suddenly burst. The loess flew and sprinkled, and a pair of pale thin hands with mud quietly appeared in the air.
"Old ghost, it's lucky not to humiliate your life." It was Yin Yifan's voice that came slowly.
The old man was stunned and immediately grinned. With a trace of appreciation in his eyes, he said, "Yes, the kid can tell who is coming through the fluctuation of the land. It seems that it is full."
In the pit, there was a touch of dark blue, dotted with a little yellow mud, which slowly lifted up, revealing that kind of beautiful face, clearly Yin Yifan. The teenager wiped a handful of sludge on his face, grinned and said, "I have to be more promising than you."
"Oh?" The old man Lian smiled with great interest and said, "Come and try it out?"
"Are you still welcome?"
With the fall of the words, a figure completely burst into the pit. It seemed to be thin, but it contained powerful power. On one punch, the earthy color looked extremely thick, with a little broken wind, straight to the old man.
Looking at Yin Yifan, who came violently, the old man didn't think so. He raised his right hand, shook it into a palm, stood in front of him, and didn't burst out much breath. But the faintly revealed powerful momentum is self-evident.
"Bum!"
The fists bombarded each other, and the explosive power shot away, stirring up a burst of dust around, and the vegetation swayed and folded. Yin Yifan's body was bounced back, and he hurriedly retreated, stepping on a series of deep footprints in the yellow land. Then it happened to hit the trunk of a big tree, and the leaves fell to the ground with a sparse sound.
The old man withdrew his palm, smiled and raised his eyebrows and said, "Suddenly, kid, you are really desperate."
"It's so strong!"
Yin Yifan shook his hand without leaving a trace and waved away the pain caused by the first blow. He reached out and patted the tree trunk behind him and smiled. Standing up straight, the strong figure of the old man was reflected in his narrow eyes.
A pair of hands, accompanied by the operation of the extremely cold force in the body, gently lifted them up and said, "Old ghost, I'm going to be serious."
"Oh? Unexpectedly, in the past ten days, you have even grown up with the nine parts of Fengchen. The old man's eyes lit up and he couldn't help admiring when he saw the mark made by Yin Yifan's hands.
The temperature suddenly dropped a little, and Yin Yifan's hands soared and lingered. It turned out to be ice, and attached to it were two frozen hands.
The meaning of the military character, the palm of the third king!
Yin Yifan separated an ice hand, and with a solemn face, he saw an ice-blue big handprint condensed in the void, and the next time he rushed to the old man. With the attack of the big handprint, the loess on the ground was covered with frost, as if there was a feeling of ice thousands of miles under the snowy day.
The old man took a look at the big handprint of this entity and couldn't help but feel shocked and said secretly, "The nine parts of Fengchen are worthy of the supreme mind. It combines the road of that race and Buddhism. The second article has such power."
Put away the mentality of contempt, the old ghost punched through the air, and a piece of energy that could not be recognized by the naked eye was beaten out. I only felt that there was a faint fluctuation in the space, facing the ice-blue palm cast by Yin Yifan.
"Boom!"
Another loud noise, only felt that the hot day was suddenly filled with coolness. The ice-blue handprint was blown up and turned into ice crystals all over the sky, waving and dazzling people with gorgeous crystals.
The old man exhaled slightly and was stunned, and another ice-blue palm print quickly enlarged in the old man's eyes.
"Bum!"
Yin Yifan's body came suddenly, his right hand rose up, and his body followed closely with the stroke of the second palm. He grinned and said, "Old man, you will suffer if you see me so simply."
The old man was slightly shocked, but there was no panic, and his face was full of smiles. With a wave of the sleeve robe, it is easy to disperse the second palm print.
"Hm?"
When the second palm print was dispersed, Yin Yifan's figure also appeared in front of the old man. The frozen right hand hit out again and hit the latter's chest. Such a close attack was not expected by the old man. There was a piercing chill, and even for the old man's strength, he couldn't help but be excited. He shouted, "Kid, it's hard enough!"
The old man's big hand is to meet the ice blue. This time, he used some skills slightly. The third big ice-blue palm print, under the big hand of the old man, seemed to be mobilized by something, and twisted uneasily. With the sound of magnetism, the big palm print was swallowed up in the air. In an instant, with a turbulent chill, there was no trace.
"It's so strong!"
Yin Yifan's eyes shrank. Although he had already thought of the old ghost's means of heaven, he couldn't help but be shocked by such a close feeling.
"Hey! Kid, still..."
"Bum!"
The old man's proud grin stopped suddenly, and he saw a thin hand swinging the earthy yellow power, punching out and quietly drilling into his chest. In the end, although it fell on the hurried palm of his hand, the hot feeling penetrated the bottom of his heart and couldn't help shaking his gray eyebrows.
Yin Yifan slowly raised his eyebrows, returned with a cunning smile, and said, "Old ghost, you are at a loss!"
The old man didn't get angry but laughed and said, "Yes, Yuan Man's power is good."
Yin Yifan withdrew his fist, stood upright, patted his hand, then shook the dust of his hand, shook his head, exhaled and asked, "Can you use a cold casting machine?"
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