Yang Yong was stunned for a moment, and there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes when he looked at Chen Feng, which meant that this guy was not looking for death at all, he had already seen it.

At the moment when the illusion was shattered, the surrounding blood mist disappeared instantly, and the blood spirits fled quickly.

"receive!"

Chen Feng kept pinching his fingers, and the formation began to shrink, trapping the blood spirit within it.

"God Refining Cauldron, give it to me."

The cauldron grew from small to large, emitting a faint light that shrouded the blood spirit.

The blood spirit let out a sharp scream and was subdued.

"Such a strong baby."

Yang Yong licked his lips and became jealous.

Then he smiled bitterly, he was seriously injured now, and if no one could save him, he would probably die.

"Taking this pill will save your life."

At this moment, the strong man who had just accepted the spiritual object suddenly threw a pill over.

"Thanks."

After a moment of silence, Yang Yongcai responded in a hoarse voice, took the elixir and turned around to leave.

The God-Refining Cauldron slowly becomes smaller, and the blood spirits have been subdued.

"It's done."

Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief, the trip went smoothly.

Except for the young man I met, which brought some twists and turns to the process of conquering the blood spirits.

"There's that kid's breath here, as if a big battle just happened. It's the breath of a spiritual creature."
Chapter completed!