Digging up spiritual roots and seizing blood? You scumbags, wait and tremble.

Mu Jinning said softly: "They are not from the same family, but they may be the same group of people."

This means that these people are the first group to come out of the hidden family.

The people they had met before had already been killed by them, so naturally no news was sent back.

These people were with the Prince of Yan. I'm afraid they went directly to the capital and ended up missing them.

"Zhong Ran, your time of death has come."

The Prince of Yan, now His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, saw Zhong Ran, his eyes turned red, and he roared out these words through gritted teeth.

If he didn't say anything, he would feel suffocated.

Zhong Ran smiled and said, "Your Highness Prince Yan? I didn't expect your hand to be healed. That's great."

Hearing her words, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was so angry that his body began to tremble violently.

She actually dared to say that.

How dare she talk like that?

"As expected, you have sharp tongues and sharp tongues. You are a bastard born of a mother but not raised by her. If you know what's good for you, come back with us, or don't blame us for being rude."

Ji Xiaolan couldn't even sense the aura of cultivation from them, but it didn't matter. In the secular world outside, no matter how strong one was, how strong could they be?

But for ordinary people, it is not worth mentioning in front of them.

Zhong Ran's face turned cold, and just as he was about to move, Ji Xiaolan suddenly jumped back.

Suddenly, several spikes appeared where he had just stood. If he had not dodged quickly, he would have been injured.

"Earth spiritual roots? Not bad, there are actually spiritual roots." His eyes fell on Zhong Yan, who was the one who made the hand seal just now.

"Boy, I guess you're the bastard offspring of that bitch Yun Luoqi...ah!"

Before he could finish his words, a whip suddenly hit him, causing him to scream in pain.

When I turned around, I saw that it was actually pulled down from a branch not far away.

"Wood spiritual roots? Dual spiritual roots? Boy, you are worthy of my personal help."

He roared twice, then jumped up again, jumping left and right. Thorns popped out from the ground from time to time, and branches next to him kept falling down.

He quickly fled from that position and rushed towards Zhong Yan.

After seeing Zhong Yan's methods, Ji Xiaobing narrowed his eyes slightly and then looked at Zhong Ran.

They are considered to be cultivators of the last days. There are very few cultivators in this world now.

But even if they are cultivators, spiritual roots rarely appear.

According to my family’s ancestors, they were actually a group of people who had been deprived of the right to practice cultivation.

However, they were unwilling to give up. Even though they had no spiritual roots, they still forced themselves to practice, but many of their spells had long been lost.

It’s not that there are no spiritual roots at all, but those who have spiritual roots have joined the holy land to cultivate and become a generation of powerful people.

The fact that these two bastards have spiritual roots and know these techniques proves that they must have the true inheritance of immortal cultivators.

As long as they bring the two of them back to the family laboratory, it won’t be long before their Ji family will become the best of the best, and they can even leave this world and go to the real world of cultivators.

Zhong Ran couldn't help but smile when he saw her eyes on him.

"You want to take us back to your family, right? Which family are you from? Actually, we don't have to fight."

She also wanted to go to the small world where the secluded family lived. Perhaps those old men and women would know some ways to leave this world.

Ji Xiaobing looked at her coldly, as if pondering the truth of her words.

"You little brat, I'm going to kill you." Ji Xiaolan was in a state of extreme embarrassment and anger. He drew out a soft sword from his waist and rushed towards Zhong Yan.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was stunned watching from the side. He had thought that with these two geniuses around, Zhong Ran would definitely be suppressed.

As a result, before Zhong Ran could even make a move, he was beaten by an unknown boy and jumped up and down like a monkey.

If he had known this would happen, he would not have said those harsh words.

If these two people can't suppress Zhong Ran, she will definitely not let him go.

Thinking of this, he quietly stepped back, staring closely at Ji Xiaolan and Zhong Yan.

Once Ji Xiaolan loses, he will definitely run away immediately.

He had finally recovered his arm and became the crown prince, but he didn't want to die in obscurity.

When Zhong Yan saw him coming to kill him, his face remained calm.

He also rushed forward and slapped him with his palm.

"Humph, you're trying to block my sword with your hand? Then I'll cripple your hand first."

Seeing this, Ji Xiaolan sneered and quickened his pace. His robes fluttered in the wind.

With his temperament, he really looks like one.

However, when he was about to get close to Zhong Yan, he was shocked to find that it was not what he thought.

Shouldn't a normal person release spiritual power when he strikes his palm?

But why is there a suction force in his palm?

He actually approached him uncontrollably, and he even felt the spiritual power in his body running out.

How is this going?

The closer he got, the stronger the suction became, and the more spiritual energy he lost from his body.

He was so frightened that he wanted to step back, but he could no longer control himself.

"Xiaobing, save me quickly." He shouted quickly, his voice was extremely urgent, and he was getting closer and closer.

But half of the spiritual power in his body had disappeared.

He had never encountered such a situation before and was scared.

He even had a feeling that if he couldn't get rid of it, he would die soon.

He hasn't gone to the world of cultivation yet, and he doesn't want to die here.

Moreover, it feels so unfair to die at the hands of a bastard.

Ji Xiaobing frowned. It was clearly him who was stabbing someone with the sword, but judging from the young man's expression, he didn't seem to intend to dodge.

In less than two breaths, he could cripple the boy's arm.

Why did he sound so terrified?

However, she didn't have time to think about it now, she flashed and rushed over there.

Ji Xiaolan's loud shout also brought the prince back to his senses.

He was stunned for a moment, then thought of the various legends about Zhong Yan and was suddenly shocked.

"Don't come near him."

But it was too late for him to speak, as Ji Xiaolan had already been slapped by Zhong Yan.

Zhong Yan naturally would not collide with his sword. At the last moment, he dodged his sword and slapped him with his palm.

He is now at the seventh level of Qi Refining and can better control his devouring power.

For example, even if Ah Sheng walked with him now, he wouldn't feel much.

But if ordinary people walk next to him, the feeling is still very obvious.

Under the guidance of Zhong Ran and Mu Jinning, he has been able to control most of the devouring power.

Similarly, the devouring power he now activates is also stronger than before.

If it were before, it would take him a long time to devour such a cultivator at the peak of Qi Refining.

But now, he can devour it all very quickly.

Ji Xiaobing quickly realized that something was wrong, because a vague devouring force was devouring the spiritual power in her body.

At the same time, she still heard the prince's roar.