When Wu Rong heard that Ye Chen also decided to stay in the Porcupine Forest, he looked a little disdainful and contemptuous on his thin face.

‘There are more than ten members of my Wu family, with dozens of spiritual fields, and the Linggu store business is run in the fairy city. Not counting the members of the Wu family, there are as many as dozens of cultivators and warriors hired by the Wu family.’

‘Although it is not as strong as the great cultivator family, it is definitely not comparable to ordinary monks.’

‘On this group of dozens of Qi Refining Cultivators, only Yuan Hong, the son of the Yuan family, is qualified to be my opponent. The Yuan family has been mainly engaged in alchemy for generations and runs a medium-sized elixir workshop. The family’s human and financial resources are almost comparable to that of my Wu family.’

‘This Ye man is just a small casual cultivator with no family foundation. Even if he is a cultivator in the second level of Qi Refining Stage, what qualifications does he have to compare with the two of us?’ Treating him as an opponent will only reduce his identity.’

Wu Rong thought to himself, snorted lightly, and shouted at Yuan Hong, "Yuan Hong, let's compare killing the demon porcupine, see who can kill a first-level demon porcupine first, how about it?!"

"Okay! The adult demon porcupine has the strength of the third level of the Qi Refining Stage, and it is extremely difficult to hunt. But it is precisely because of this that it is enough to kill. Let's compare and see who will kill the first demon porcupine first within a month."

Yuan Hong said relaxedly.

The two of them talked, but did not count Ye Chen as a test to hunt the demon porcupine.

Ye Chen had a expressionless face, with a spirit knife on his waist, turned around without saying a word and went to the Porcupine Forest alone, finding a suitable place to practice.

Wu Rong held the reins of the Fiery Spirit Horse, glanced at Ye Chen's departure back, and said contemptuously, "He knows that he is not worthy of being with you and me! A civilian casual cultivator at the second level of the Qi Refining Stage did not weigh his identity, but he actually dared to compete with you and me! If he dared to make up Yun Xin's idea, I must deal with him hard and let him know his weight!"

"In the end, no matter who wins or loses, you will be convinced. What does he use to fight with you and me! No matter who he is, kill the demon porcupine."

Yuan Hongshen nodded with approval.

Two young men from the small immortal cultivation family in the fairy city went to the demon porcupine forest separately.

A relatively safe place around the edge of the Porcupine Forest and the Sunset Field.

Ye Chen silently used his magic power, sacrificed a fireball, and blew it into the open space ahead. After releasing dozens of small fireballs in one breath, his magic power was almost exhausted. "There should be a small amount of residual magic power in his body, squeeze them out and put the last fireball!"

Ye Chen desperately squeezed out an extremely small amount of mana remaining in the meridians in his body. His body trembled slightly, gathering all mana together, and a last small fireball condensed from above his palm.

boom!

Ye Chen hit the last fireball and finally exhausted. He fell on the grass and began to meditate, taking a sip of low-level Chen Sangling wine.

Chen Sang wine moistened his meridians of all sizes, and the exhausted magic power in the meridians gradually emerged. Such practice will be of considerable help to expand the capacity of magic power.

A small bottle of Chen Sang Ling Wine, the price of Xiancheng is three spirit stones, but it is only enough for a monk in the first level of Qi Refining Period to spend only one hour, and it is still a waste of time. Ye Chen can brew it in the winemaking hall of the Immortal Palace, which is more than half the cheaper.

However, even if you can brew it yourself, at the speed of Ye Chen's crazy mana consumption, the amount of spiritual wine consumed every day is quite amazing, exceeding more than a dozen spirit stones.

In Tianwu Xianyuan City, there are very few cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage who dare to consume precious spiritual wine to practice magic like this. They usually only use spirit stones to restore their magic power, and spiritual wine will only be used to restore their magic power in emergencies.

After his magic power was full, Ye Chen immediately jumped up and began to practice fireball skills again.

Ye Chen had no intention of paying attention to what Wu Rong and Yuan Hong were thinking.

From the beginning, he did not plan to hunt demon porcupines with these two people. He stayed near this porcupine forest just to facilitate cultivation.

"Cultivate the soul and practice magic!"

This was Ye Chen's only thought. The strong pressure from the national teacher Zheng Yuan, the eighth-level cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, forced him not to relax for a moment.

Time is in such a full-time practice, and day by day passes.

Three days later.

"The ninety runes printed by the Fireball Magic finally lit up!"

Ye Chen's spiritual sense swept the fireball magic seal next to his soul, looked at all the runes carefully, and a brilliance flashed in his eyes, and a smile of joy appeared.

call!

Ye Chen raised his hand and a full and round fireball appeared above his palm. The fireball, originally the size of an egg, had already become the size of an adult's palm, and the power alone was many times greater.

He pushed forward with one hand and the fireball flew out.

boom!

A giant tree in front of him, its hard torso was directly blown to pieces and burned violently. The giant tree collapsed with a bang and burned into ashes in the flames.

"The power of the explosion can be almost 1,000 kilograms. The burn damage of the fire flames is three meters long. This is the ultimate power of the small fireball! The runes in the fireball magic seal are all bright, and the power cannot be increased any more."

Ye Chen quickly estimated the power of the small fireball at this time.

To be honest, the power of a small fireball is almost the same as the sixth whirlwind slash of the Tiger Leap Sword Technique, and it is both a range attack. However, the small fireball also has a terrifying flame burning and has a wider range.

The most important thing is that cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage can use small fireballs to attack enemies ten feet apart from a distance. This advantage is that the sword energy of the warrior is completely incomparable to it.

If you hit such a fireball, any national-level warrior would have to lie down.

"Next is the wind control technique!"

Ye Chen was running wildly in a small forest.

An extremely fast figure almost turned into a gust of wind, an uncatchable shadow. In one hour, two hours of sweat almost soaked his clothes, and bursts of intense fatigue came, and his body seemed to have reached its limit that he could bear.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth and endured the tremor of every inch of his muscles.

A few days later.

"The wind-reigning seal, 60%!"

"Seventy percent!"

"Ninety points!"

"One hundredth! More than one hundred runes from the Wind-Yuan Shi Seal are all lit!"

Ye Chen's spiritual sense swept over and was surprised to find that every rune of the Yufeng Magic Seal was emitting a brilliant red light.

"Wind, the extreme speed of the burst sprint is rushing ten feet away in the blink of an eye. It can float several feet low, and last for a short time."

Ye Chen was running wildly, feeling the amazing speed, and the shadows of trees on both sides flashed rapidly.

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