"Huh? These insect eggs seem to be hatching?"

After a period of observation, Yang Yunfan discovered something was wrong.

The speed at which those insect eggs extract spiritual power actually slowed down.

He quickly used his eyesight, and his consciousness penetrated Master Mo's skin, and he saw that under the skin, inside the flesh and bone marrow, the eggs were rapidly growing in size, and each one became very full, as if they were about to hatch.

He couldn't help but frown slightly.

Once these eggs hatch, they will turn into spiritual insects, and the extracted bloodline roots will be completely digested by the spiritual insects.

This is not the result he wants.

"It seems that there are too few insect eggs, and the spiritual root energy in Master Mo's body is too sufficient!"

After thinking about it carefully, Yang Yunfan understood what was going on.

He quickly cut Master Mo's thigh, took out more than ten insect eggs from the bag, and placed them on the blood.

Soon, the previous insect eggs that were about to hatch stopped moving again. And these new insect eggs began to crazily devour the blood spiritual roots in Master Mo's body.

"As expected."

Seeing that the eggs stopped hatching again, Yang Yunfan smiled slightly.

The characteristics of this insect egg were similar to what he had guessed.

"However, this method is really vicious."

After about half an hour, Yang Yunfan put in about a hundred insect eggs and finally steadily extracted all the blood spiritual roots from Master Mo's body.

He glanced at Master Mo's appearance.

At this time, Master Mo's belly had become as swollen as a pregnant woman's.

Through his spiritual consciousness, Yang Yunfan discovered that all the insect eggs had accumulated near Master Mo's Dantian. If they were not taken out quickly, they might hatch out.

However, if eggs are taken from the stomach of a living person, the person who is taken will definitely be in unspeakable pain.

Yang Yunfan also felt that this method was a bit cruel.

"Yang Yunfan, just wait...my master, Mr. Yao, will not let you go..."

Master Mo's spiritual roots were extracted, causing his original black hair to instantly turn into silver hair. His skin also changed from bright and plump to extremely shriveled, and his figure became as thin as firewood, and he was about to die.

In fact, he is over a hundred years old, but because his cultivation has reached the golden elixir realm, he still looks like he is thirty years old. At this time, the spiritual roots in his blood are extracted, which means that his cultivation

Everything was lost. Even if Yang Yunfan didn't kill him, he would soon die of old age due to the depletion of his longevity.

"There is so much nonsense, you should think more about how to be a good person in your next life!"

Now that the matter has come to this, Yang Yunfan doesn't feel any guilt towards Master Mo.

If Master Mo hadn't extracted the bloodline root of the little Tibetan Mastiff, Yang Yunfan wouldn't have wanted to deal with Master Mo. If Master Mo hadn't been extremely greedy and followed him with the intention of having some conspiracy against him, Yang Yunfan wouldn't have had the chance to attack Master Mo.

In this situation, everything is Master Mo's own fault.

"call out!"

At this time, Yang Yunfan's fingertips turned into a blade, and with a puff, the sharp spiritual energy cut open Master Mo's belly easily.

Wow!

When Master Mo's stomach was cut open, the expanded insect eggs rolled down to the ground with a stream of thick mucus. However, once they came into contact with the air, the eggs immediately stopped wriggling.

Become quieter.

The thick and disgusting mucus on the surface also dried up in an instant, and even shed a trace of colorful charm, like pearls, very beautiful.

"Well, the transformation of this insect egg almost makes me unrecognizable."

At this time, these insect eggs have changed from the size of ants to the size of corn kernels, and are no longer gray, but have become colorful, full of charm, very beautiful, almost comparable to a panacea.

Who would have thought that just a minute ago, this thing was taken out of Master Mo's belly?

"It seems that Master Mo has killed a lot of people and extracted a lot of other people's spiritual roots!"

Yang Yunfan looked at the hundreds of insect eggs on the ground.

Some insect eggs are fiery red, with the aura of fire dancing inside. At first glance, they are the blood spiritual roots belonging to the law of fire.

Some eggs are ice blue, surrounded by a thin layer of mist. As soon as you get closer, you can feel the ice breath flowing on them. Obviously, they may contain some kind of ice attribute in the Arctic Icefield.

The blood and spiritual roots of monsters.

There are also some insect eggs, which are pitch black on the surface and as deep as a black prison. They should be the bloodline spiritual roots that contain the law of destruction.

Each colored insect egg represents a bloodline spiritual root.

There are seven or eight kinds of insect eggs of different colors here. Master Mo has killed at least seven or eight people!

Seeing these insect eggs, Yang Yunfan couldn't help but wonder, could Master Mo's heart be black?

How vicious is this?

Yang Yunfan only did it once, and he felt very disgusted and was unwilling to do such a thing again.

Master Mo worked tirelessly and did it countless times.

This man really deserves to die!

"Woof woof!"

Suddenly, Ares found some insect eggs belonging to his spiritual roots.

Those eggs are very magnificent, and the colors are very complex. Unlike other eggs, the eggs belonging to Ares actually have three kinds of charm: green, black, and purple. Moreover, there is a chain-like thing on it.

The spirit pattern connects these three colors to form a unique triangular rune.

"Don't worry!"

Yang Yunfan observed carefully and roughly saw that the three blood spiritual roots of the three-headed hell dog represented the artistic conception of the three laws of life, destruction, and thunder and lightning respectively.

These three laws and artistic conceptions are extremely rare.

Yang Yunfan smiled and touched the little Tibetan Mastiff's head and said: "General bloodline spiritual roots can only have one kind of law and artistic conception. Your bloodline actually contains three spiritual roots. It seems that your ancestors have a lot of background. Wait for the injury.

Okay, remember to practice hard and don’t let others take away your spiritual roots easily again!”

"Woof!"

The little Tibetan Mastiff shook its tail and nodded very intelligently.

"Wait a moment, and I'll help you reshape your spiritual roots!"

Yang Yunfan smiled slightly, patted the storage bag, and a dark, simple tripod flew out.

He extracted the eggs from the little Tibetan Mastiff's blood and spirit roots, and threw them into the small cauldron. Then, with a wave of his finger, the purifying purple flame leaped up, and then flew into the small cauldron.

, began to burn quietly.

This insect egg is a living thing, and the bloodline spiritual roots are extracted in order to hatch and break out of the shell.

This is not what Yang Yunfan wants.

Therefore, he had to use the purifying purple flame to refine these insect eggs, but he could not harm the bloodline spiritual roots inside the eggs.

This is a great test for other alchemists. Even Master Mo cannot succeed every time. However, Yang Yunfan has the Purifying Purple Flame and the ancient god's small cauldron to help. This kind of small cauldron can't succeed every time.
Chapter completed!