I level up from the mirror

After a moment, Feng Yun drew out the Guixu Sword, then stepped back, widening the distance between him and Pan Zhong Shen.

"Damn little devil! I am going to kill you! I am going to kill you!"

Pan Zhong Shen roared crazily, and raging flames ignited on his body again, and he rushed towards Feng Yun.

But Pan Zhong Shen stopped just after sprinting half the distance, and the flames on his body seemed to have lost fuel. suddenly extinguished

"puff!"

For some unknown reason, the ginseng in the dish spit out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to one knee on the ground.

"What, what's going on? Why am I like this?"

Pan Zhong Shen stood up with difficulty and looked at his hands in disbelief. The spiritual power in Pan Zhong Shen's body had been exhausted by the reckless attack just now, and Feng Yun had just absorbed it with the Guixu Sword. A lot, and the spiritual power in his body was already overdrawn at this time.

"What about spiritual power? Where did my spiritual energy go? Panzhong Shen asked with shock on his face. He has been on the battlefield for decades and has never encountered such a situation.

"oh? So you don’t even know your own weaknesses? How pitiful."

Feng Yun put away the Guixu Sword, and then slowly walked towards the dish.

"weakness? How could I, the great general of the Argali clan, have any weaknesses? You must have used despicable means!"

Pan Zhong Shen naturally doesn't believe that she has any weaknesses.

"Can't you understand this? So let me tell you. Haven't you discovered that your total spiritual power is too little?"

Feng Yun is very kind at heart and wants to tell Pan Zhong Shen what happened.

After hearing Feng Yun's words, Pan Zhong Shen's expression became even more ugly. He seemed to have known about his weakness before, but never cared about it.

Feng Yun will Panzhong Ginseng's expression changed and he continued:

"Your talent is called 'Fire Skill', which allows you to use your spiritual power very accurately. There is basically no waste of spiritual power, but this talent should not appear on the argali clan."

"The attack methods of the argali clan are all wide open and close, which is inconsistent with your 'fire skills' and also greatly conflicts with the scarce amount of spiritual power in your body."

"This kind of conflict will be infinitely amplified after you use"Yan Sheep Transformation". The weapons you make are no longer exquisite, and the consumption of spiritual power has also greatly increased. Coupled with my seduction, the spiritual power in your body is flowing away rapidly. Naturally, it is not enough now."

After listening to Feng Yun's words, Pan Zhong Shen's face was dull. As a sheep, a sheep with red dragon blood flowing in its body, he had never considered such a thing. At this time, Gui Xu Sword Soul slashed in the distance with one sword came out and completely eliminated the fire dragon created by Pan Zhong Shen.

The spiritual power in Pan Zhong Shen's body dried up, and the fire dragon naturally lost its source of power. It exposed its flaws in the long-term expansion with the Gui Xu Sword Soul, and was destroyed by the Gui Xu Sword Soul. A sword cut through.

Feng Yun moved his finger, and the Guixu Sword Spirit moved behind Pan Zhong Shen at an extremely fast speed, blocking all his escape routes.

"hateful!"

Pan Zhong Shen stood with difficulty, glanced at the Guixu Sword Spirit behind him, and cursed.

"What's wrong? Don’t you have the strength to fight me anymore? Feng

Yun said with a smile, and then slowly walked to the plate of ginseng.

"You fart!"

Pan Zhong Shen cursed angrily, then jumped into the air, raised his fist and smashed it at Feng Yun.

Pan Zhong Shen wanted to use the power of divine fire, but the flame disappeared after burning on his fist for a while.

Feng Yun didn't dodge the fist that was swinging at him. He just stretched out two fingers and easily blocked Pan Zhong Shen's fist.

At this time, the Guixu Sword Spirit also made a move, and the lightsaber in his hand turned into a giant... The sword was swung and struck at Pan Zhong Ginseng's waist.

"puff!"

Panzhong Ginseng suffered a heavy blow, vomited a lot of blood in his mouth and flew to the side, but this time he could not stand up again.

"do you died? Feng

Yun said doubtfully, and then walked over to check and found that Panzhong Ginseng had just lost consciousness and was still alive.

"It's really shameful that the dignified general fainted before he was killed in battle."

Feng Yun waved his hand, then swung the Guixu Sword and stabbed the ginseng in the plate.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the mirror in Feng Yun's body made a roar, and then the mirror came out of Feng Yun's body.

"Hey, mirror, what do you mean? Can't I kill him? Feng

Yun asked doubtfully.

"Buzz!"

The mirror roared again, and then released the moment egg.

"The egg of a generation of mythical beast? Does it have anything to do with this guy?"

Feng Yun became even more confused.

"Wait, I get it. This mythical beast is the descendant of the Blue Dragon. Panzhong Ginseng has one-tenth of the blood of the Red Dragon. So this egg can be said to be the ancestor of Panzhong Ginseng."

Feng Yun thought of this quickly.

A light flashed on the mirror of the sperm, which seemed to be admiring Feng Yun's intelligence.

Feng Yun also had some understanding of the situation of the Orcs. Bloodline can be said to be the most important thing of the Orcs. There is also a suppressive relationship between different bloodlines.

The egg in Feng Yun's hand is the direct bloodline of Qinglong. It can be said that it flows with the purest dragon blood. And the blood flowing in Panzhong Ginseng's body belongs to Red Dragon. Dragons are the lowest existence among the dragon clan. Therefore, this egg has absolute suppression on the ginseng on the plate.

"Bloodline suppression? So can this egg be used to control the ginseng on the plate?"

Feng Yun had a bolder idea.

"Buzz!"

The light on the mirror shone even brighter. It seemed that what Feng Yun said was what he wanted to say.

"Haha, Mirror, thank you. Thanks to your reminder, I will have another force here that can fight against the argali clan."

Feng Yun's face was filled with excitement. This was eleven crucial things for him.

"Come on, mirror, let's get started."

Excited, but Feng Heyun couldn't do anything by himself. He looked at the mirror with expectant eyes.

The mirror quickly moved, and saw a white light emitting from the mirror surface, shining on the mythical beast egg. Above, it seemed to be absorbing some kind of power in the mythical beast egg.

This step was quickly completed, and then the mirror surface was aligned with the center of the disk, and another white light shone on it.

Feng Yun was surprised to find that under the light of the mirror, Under the illumination, the originally dry spiritual power in Panzhong Shen's body was recovering at an extremely fast speed at this time, and finally returned to its peak state.

Then something that shocked Feng Yun even more happened, the power of Panzhong Shen It actually started to grow, and finally broke through the ninth level.

"This is? The red dragon blood in this guy's body seems to have become purer. The concentration is now about two-tenths. Has his strength increased? Ten steps in half a step, what a surprise."

Feng Yun investigated and saw everything that happened in Pan Zhongqian's body.