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The cultivators couldn't help but be stunned and said to himself: "Die! Boss Feng is subdued by Han Yun's surname?"

Zhang Chong and others took the spirit stones to the first and second floor defense points to replenish, but this time it was much easier. Because the first and second floor defense light shields have been opened again, they are not afraid of being attacked by blood puppets, so the three of them easily placed the spirit stones. The inner array is in reverse without blocking, and the three of them are unhindered when they go out. When they come back, they have to let Han Yun open the two layers of light shields before they can walk back to the center of the array.

At this time, the sky above the basin was completely filled with blood puppets. The dense human-shaped monsters were scattering their teeth and claws, and the sound was shook the sky. The people in the formation looked at Han Yun. Now Han Yun was the hope of their survival. Looking at the overwhelming formation outside, even if he and others were in a state of abundant spiritual power, they could not rush out alive, let alone the spiritual sea was empty now.

"Take it!" Han Yun raised his hand and threw a bottle to Miao Fengfeng. He was very depressed. He helped to clean up the blood puppet and had to put out the spiritual medicine to restore their spiritual power. Miao Fengfeng took it and opened it and was overjoyed. There were actually a third-grade spirit gathering pill inside, and there were about seventy pills in the bottle. Miao Fengfeng couldn't help but like Han Yun, and handed the bottle to Lao Pang and said, "Give two pills to each of his brothers!"

A third-grade Yuan Gathering Pill is enough for a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage to recover from his spiritual power. Everyone was overjoyed and his courage was energetic. At the same time, they looked at Han Yun with a hint of gratitude and respect. Tuo Hanyun's eyes flashed with light, and he slapped his lips slightly, and he said to himself: "A group of fools, two pills will be sold!"

Little did they know that these people were trapped here for more than ten years, and some even had to spend ten years using up their spirit stones, elixirs, and magic talismans. The spirit stones still had to be sent in every ten years to train the disciples of the eight sects. So the longer they stayed in, the deeper they cherished and valued the spirit stones and elixirs.

A third-grade spirit gathering pill is like an extra life for them, and Han Yun gave them two lives at once. How can he not be grateful? Moreover, the environment here is harsh, and everyone can only survive by sincere cooperation, so those who have lived here for a long time have become more sincere, passionate and friendly. Of course, they are also more fierce to the enemy.

They respect strength and heroes. If you are good to them, they are good to you. If you can rush to them, they can also be fooled by you. Therefore, Miao Fengfeng, a female, can also become the boss of these fierce people.

Han Yunzheng was paying attention to the movements of the tens of thousands of blood puppets outside the formation, so naturally he didn't pay attention to the look of everyone looking at him, and said lightly: "Everything is ready! They are about to attack!"

"Yes!" The cultivators shouted loudly, swallowing the Juyuan Pill. The third-grade spiritual pill was indeed a third-grade spiritual pill. In just a cup of tea, everyone felt that the spiritual sea was full, everyone was energetic and full of fighting spirit.

"Don't waste spiritual power. Wait until the blood puppet is the most dense, and try to kill more blood puppets at the lowest cost!" Han Yun ordered in a faint voice.

"Yes!" Everyone responded loudly. Somehow, listening to Han Yun's calm voice, the fear and anxiety in their hearts faded a lot. They subconsciously believed that Han Yun could withstand the impact of tens of thousands of blood puppets.

Miao Fengfeng's eyes at Han Yun were actually a hint of tenderness, and a feeling of comfort and relaxation arose in her heart. A woman was responsible for leading everyone to survive and struggled to support her for decades. This environment forced her to be strong and tough. She wanted to let go but couldn't let go. At this time, Han Yun became the leader and occupied the role she should have played. Apart from a little disappointment, the rest was relaxed and comfortable.

"Oh! I may be really tired!" Miao Fengfeng sat cross-legged and entered a state of concentration with steadily. This state of mind was something she had never entered the blood world before. She felt extravagant when she thought about it. When she relaxed, the spiritual sea slowly moved, she actually entered a mysterious state, her whole body was shrouded in a faint light.

"Hey! Boss Feng... the strange appearance of the golden elixir? The boss is about to form a elixir?"

"Ah! Really!"

"That's great, the boss is going to form a pill!"

At this time, Miao Fengfeng's vision attracted everyone's attention. Even Han Yun, who was fully focused, was disturbed. He turned his head and looked at Miao Fengfeng with solemn appearance under the golden light, and said in surprise: "This girl is not bad! But she just formed a pill at this time, I hope she won't be too fast!"

"Everything is ready! You Boss Feng is really good at finding time to find the time to make a pill! Whether she can have the life to form a golden pill depends on whether you can keep it!" Han Yun glanced at everyone.

The cultivators were overjoyed, and their fighting spirit was even more high, and they shouted in unison: "Can you keep it!"

More than thirty people were cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building. At the same time, they shouted with all their might. The momentum suddenly overshadowed the strange screams of tens of thousands of blood puppets outside, scaring the group of blood puppets that were about to pounce down and retreated.

Han Yun was also shocked. The eager and respectful gaze of the cultivators made him feel a little uncomfortable. However, Han Yun was not scared and smiled and said, "Then come to see you next! Don't be soft by then!"

"Yes! Follow Boss Han's instructions! Who is the fucking soft-boy just doesn't bring a pickle!" Who said "Boss Han" first, and the others hesitated for a moment and then called Boss Han. Han Yun almost bit his tongue and became the boss for no reason? But now Han Yun has no time to argue because the attack of the blood puppet was launched.

Tens of thousands of blood puppets rushed down, puffing! The strong wind that was rolling up was scary enough, and the Eight Treasure Glazed Tower vibrated rapidly. Han Yun hurriedly calmed down and issued instructions constantly to allocate energy to resist the attack.

Boom! With a loud bang, the light of the outer defense light cover suddenly darkened, and everyone's hearts suddenly rose to their throats.

Buzz!

The golden light lit up again, and the light shield resisted the pounce of tens of thousands of blood puppets. The cultivators couldn't help but cheer: "Boss Han is mighty..."

Han Yun knew that he had the pain. The Eight Treasure Glazed Glazed Tower was trembling rapidly, and the light flashed and darkened. Obviously, the pressure was quite high. Han Yun and the Eight Treasure Glazed Tower were thoughtful and could naturally feel a hint of anxiety and fear that it had been sent back. Han Yun hurriedly issued a death order, making it hold on anyway. He crazily urged his spiritual power to support the Pagoda, and there was a flash of colorful light on his body. Tuo Hanyun's face changed slightly when he saw this, and a faint strange color flashed in his eyes.

"What kind of martial arts did Boss Han practice? It actually has colorful things?" Some careful practitioners also discovered this strange phenomenon.

"Don't worry! The boss's martial arts are definitely extraordinary, let's start the bomb!" Another cultivator said loudly.
Chapter completed!