Chapter 517: Eat meat with a wolf and gnaw on bones with a dog

"One hundred and eight blood gods, this time they actually became one hundred and eight blood gods, and they were blessed in disguise. Hahaha, this is the real blessing and misfortune, hahaha..." Yi Chu laughed to the sky, unable to hide his inner ecstasy!

Escape from death is a thing that is originally a blessing. If you add a great increase in magic power, you will feel deeper pleasure. One hundred and eight blood gods means Yi Chu will have 108 lives in the future. With the slight completion of the Three Thousand Blood Gods, Yi Chu's understanding of these Three Thousand Blood Gods has become a little deeper.

Although the blood god trained by the Three Thousand Blood Gods is only one-tenth of the main blood god in magic power, it is not inferior to the main blood god in consciousness. Even if the main blood god is hurt in the battle, as long as there is a second blood god escaping, Yi Chu will be able to immortalize his consciousness.

What's more, Yi Chu's magic power is now equivalent to a cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Pill. One hundred and seven Golden Pills can use the free blood gods in the middle stage of the Golden Pill, which is naturally an amazing method.

The more you feel the power of the Three Thousand Blood Gods, the more you have endless admiration for the demonic power of the Creation Blood God****. If one day you can cultivate into Three Thousand Blood Gods, who will be able to compete with me in the rolling world? Yi Chu, who was infinitely happy in his heart, laughed proudly and flew out of the Blood Demon Pool.

After landing silently, Yi Chu's heart, who was still immersed in the joy of cultivating the Three Thousand Blood Divine Way, suddenly had a little more surprise. His cultivation level was obviously one step further. Although he had not reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, he was only one step away.

Yi Chu was gently floating, but he found that there were few familiar breaths on the Blood Transformation Peak. Could it be that something unexpected happened? As the thoughts in his mind turned, Yi Chu appeared outside the Blood Transformation God Palace.

"Have you heard that? Now there are more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators who challenge the sect leader from the Blood Cycle Sect coming." A disciple of the Blood Transformation Sect with the cultivation of Qi Condensation Cultivation Mysteriously whispered to several companions beside him.

His few companions seemed to have gotten tired of this topic, and they all ignored them, without raising their heads, and were busy with their own work.

"Hi, what do you mean? My cousin just came to ask for the two elders of the Cong Gong and the Guardian. He secretly told me that there was a monk from the South China Sea. He was so arrogant. He hung a banner outside our blood rushing door. What do you think it was written on it?" As if he was deliberately trying to cheer up the appetite of his companions, the disciple said this but stopped talking.

"Xue Celestial, what is it written? You should tell me quickly?" As expected, the companions were immediately aroused by interest.

"The above said that our sect leader was as timid as a mouse and did not dare to fight him in a grand battle. He also said that if our sect leader did not come out within three days, he would flatten our Chixue Mountain."

"It's really a toad yawning. What kind of tone is our sect leader? Even if he dares to say such things. If the sect leader hadn't been in seclusion, he would have beaten him long ago to not recognize anyone of his own mother!" A disciple who was smearing the table and chairs with silk sneered and laughed with contempt.

The words of this disciple were recognized by other monks, and they each stopped their own work and started talking nonsense.

Listening to the discussions of these disciples, Yi Chu felt secretly proud. Under the urge of magic power, his whole person turned into a blood mist and flew straight towards the blood rushing door.

Xue Chong Gate is the northern gateway of Chixue Mountain. When the Huaxue Sect was prosperous, Xue Chong Gate was once glorious as the main gateway of the Huaxue Sect. Generally, when the cultivators of the outer sect come to Huaxue Sect to do business, they will enter the Xue Chong Gate. However, with the decline of the Huaxue Sect, especially after the last Nascent Soul Master Feixuan, died of a life of the death, this Xue Chong Sect portal, which was written by the third generation leader of the Huaxue Sect, had long since disappeared.

Today, Yi Chu's appearance finally made the power of the Blood Crush Sect reappear, and once again demonstrated its role. Since Yi Chu proposed who won, he handed over the beautiful map of mountains and rivers to whom, he has attracted many Nascent Soul masters to come to the Blood Transformation Sect from thousands of miles away.

In an instant, Yi Chu came to the periphery of the Blood Crushing Sect. However, the first thing that caught his eye was not the four big words "The Blood Crushing Sky", but a row of big words composed of white clouds gathered with magic power.

"The Master of the Blood-Crazy Sect, as timid as a mouse!"

"Hisser Lin Jianping, I will give you another last warning. Please erase those words!" Elder Chuan Gong's eyes widened, and he looked at the man holding a white jade folding fan not far away in front of him, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Hahaha, I'll give me the last warning, just you? Warn me? A waste who has just reached the stage of pregnancy and infancy and still doesn't know if he can become a Nascent Soul and will die. He dares to say such things to me? He's really impatient to live!"

The young monk shook the white jade folding fan in his hand, and smiled loudly at the sky as if it was itchy all over his body, and his mouth was sour and sarcastic to the elder Chuangong.

Elder Chuan Gong was so angry that his face turned ashen, but he had no choice but to do anything. The disciples of the Blood-Crafting Sect, who were standing outside the Blood-Chong Sect, were also glaring at Lin Jianping, and their teeth were clattering, but no one dared to rush out rashly, because Lin Jianping exuded the aura of a powerful Nascent Soul-level man.

"Everyone has seen it. This is the elder of the Blood Transformation Sect! If you slap him three times, he can fight back, but there are only two things. The first is the warning, and the second is the warning. What I want to say is, can the saliva star drown people? Eat meat with wolves, and dogs with only bones. You can see from these disciples that I said that the Blood Mingzi was as timid as a mouse? Ah?"

Lin Jianping's half-black words immediately attracted the laughter of more than a dozen Nascent Soul monks behind him. Cultivators like Lin Jianping gathered outside the Blood Cypress Gate naturally came for the beautiful map of mountains and rivers. All the Nascent Soul monks who came here were those with high skills and arrogant hearts.

"Lin Jianping, you bully people too much, I will fight you today!" Elder Chuan Gong's eyes opened and suddenly rose up, his body turned into a ray of blood, and he was about to rush towards Lin Jianping.

Since Yi Chu saved the Blood-Crafting Sect, the entire Blood-Crafting Sect has regarded Yi Chu as a god. Some people insult them may even swallow their anger, but they cannot ignore the insults like the God-Crafting Sect.

Because Yi Chu is the hope of the revival of the Blood Transformation Sect, they don’t want to see the just-ignited hope shattered again. Therefore, Elder Chuan Gong will fight against this Nascent Soul from the South China Sea. Although he knows the result of the resistance, it seems to be destined.

"Things who don't know how to fight me even if they don't know what they are alive."

Lin Jianping sneered at the elder Chuan Gong who was flying over, and waved the folding fan in his hand. A fire dragon ten feet long flew out of the folding fan and rushed towards the elder Chuan Gong.
Chapter completed!