The first thousand four hundred and sixty-eight chapters send the magic medicine, give the medicine
I don’t know how long it took, but after Jiulong pulled the coffin and fell into the abyss, there was no sound.
It is not an exaggeration to imagine how far this abyss is.
At this moment, everyone's hearts were filled with haze. What was this place?
It gives people the feeling that they have traveled through time and came to a prehistoric world.
After everyone calmed down, they were hungry and prepared to find something to eat.
And here in the wilderness, and they were originally divided into two teams, they didn't like each other.
Yang Cong didn't care much. He was still standing there looking up at the sky, and from time to time he looked at the existence in the abyss of the ancient forbidden land.
Just as Yang Cong was watching, Ye Fan and Pang Bo went out to search for food, and came back after a while. They had a lot of red fruits in their hands and a few bottles of mineral water.
"Pang Bo, where did you find the fruit? Come and share it with everyone."
As soon as he saw Ye Fan and others bringing food, a man named Li Changqing's eyes shone and he didn't care at all that it was obtained by others.
After a quarrel, everyone tried to persuade him, but they didn't take action.
"Hey, boy, do you want one?"
Just as Yang Cong stood there and realized the truth, Pang Bo's voice came from behind.
Yang Cong turned around and found that Pang Bo was holding a red fruit and a bottle of water in his hand, as if he was going to hand it to Yang Cong.
This surprised Yang Cong and said, "You don't have enough of your own, so why bother to give it to me?"
"Hehe." Pang Bo smiled and said, "I picked a few, and it would be enough to share one of you."
Yang Cong naturally knew that the fruit was extraordinary, so he took a bite under the envious look of the people around him.
"My magic medicine!"
Yang Cong's expression was dazzling, this was definitely a magical medicine.
A magical medicine comparable to the ginseng fruit tree.
After taking a sip of the water handed over by Pang Bo, Yang Cong also felt that his pores were full of strange brilliance.
"Where did you pick it?" Yang Cong asked Pang Bo.
"Just ahead." Pang Bo pointed in a direction.
Upon hearing this, the man named Li Changqing rushed over there.
"But there is no more." Pang Bo continued.
"Haha." Ye Fan couldn't help but smile.
"If there is no, then let's just forget it." Yang Cong nodded and said, "Since you have divided me one, I will give you something."
Yang Cong's palms were opened and his hands were exposed, and there were two of them that looked like round candy.
"This is!" Ye Fan's eyes widened, looking full of surprise.
"What is this?" Pang Bo looked at these two things, full of confusion.
"This is a pill. It is good for the body after taking it. Two pills will depend on how you distribute them." The meaning in Yang Cong's words is naturally obvious.
One person eats this thing, and eating too much is a waste. After all, they have not practiced now.
Pang Bo took the pill and was a little surprised: "Is this the pill?"
As a Chinese, how could he not know about elixirs?
Now when I look at this sugar-like thing, I throw one into my mouth.
"roar!"
It's like a wild beast roaring, and it's a real dragon and dragon roar.
Pang Bo's body was full of blood and energy, as if something had changed.
Pang Bo clenched his fists: "I feel like I'm getting stronger."
Then he looked up at Li Changqing and others on the opposite side: "Even if one fights ten, there will be no problem."
This is obviously directed at Li Changqing and others.
Then Pang Bo threw the remaining pill to Ye Fan: "Give me one, I can't eat it alone."
Ye Fan took the pill, looked at Yang Cong, and said, "What's the use of this pill?"
"Improving your body will help you practice in the future, but this thing will work for him." Yang Cong pointed to Pang Bo, then pointed at Ye Fan, and said, "It will not have that effect on you."
The ancient holy body is a physique cursed by the way of heaven.
Yang Cong came to this world and felt the oppression of the Great Dao. If he was in the Emperor Realm, he could lift the ban on the ancient holy body by wavering his hand.
But it doesn't work now. All this pill can do is lay some foundation for Ye Fan's future practice.
In the end, it depends on him, or is there anyone willing to help him break the curse of the ancient times with divine blood.
In the end, Ye Fan still ate it. Although it was not as effective as Pang Bo, it was more or less effective.
After taking this pill, Ye Fan instantly felt that his pores were open, as if he was absorbing something, and his whole body was warm.
"Cultivate?"
Ye Fan naturally noticed Yang Cong's words before.
However, he still shook his head, a little confused about this. Could it be that Yang Cong knew something?
He looked at this young man who was only on Double Ten, much smaller than the others.
But the feeling of a pair of eyes is different, deep and mysterious and inability to peek.
Li Changqing smiled and said, "Brother, you have to share the good things. Everyone has been living here and they are all a family. How much more do you want to have the kind of elixir just now?"
"Are you talking about this?" Yang Cong's palm opened, and dozens of pills appeared in everyone's sight.
Li Changqing widened his eyes and then reached out to get it.
However, Yang Cong pushed it gently and flew back several meters in an instant.
"Bang..."
Li Changqing fell a dog to bite the mud, and was very embarrassed.
But this was not what surprised everyone, and Yang Cong looked so weak, he actually had such great strength.
Could it be because I took this pill?
"Good fight!" Pang Bo nodded.
Yang Cong looked at Li Changqing with a faint expression and said, "Not to mention the value of this elixir, just say whether you have a friendship with me? If you want to rely on this to build a relationship, I advise you to give up this idea."
These people are usually pampered, and Yang Cong is a saint, so he can suppress them with his hand. If it weren't for not showing off his dew, he would have killed Li Changqing first.
After that, everyone settled down and began to prepare to leave the ancient forbidden area.
However, their destination made Yang Cong narrow his eyes slightly.
Walking step by step, he felt that the world here was very different, and there was an inexplicable pressure on him.
But he is not afraid.
After walking for a day and a night, something was wrong with everyone.
Some people start to get fever all over their bodies.
But Yang Cong frowned immediately.
A mysterious force is raging his body and changing his body.
Yang Cong wanted to resist but found that he was powerless.
"this....."
Just under Yang Cong's gaze, his body became smaller and smaller.
It keeps falling from the appearance of twenty years old.
Eighteen... Seventeen... Sixteen... Twelve...
Finally, when his age fell to twelve, he finished talking.
"My..."
Yang Cong didn't know what to say.
Chapter completed!