Four months later.

Xu Shi, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone platform, his spiritual pressure rose wildly.

However, the blood in the blood pool had already reached the bottom, and there was only a thick layer of blood-colored sludge-like impurities left at the bottom of the pool.

This day.

Xu Shi, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone platform, opened his eyes, a trace of blood flashed in his eyes, and then stood up and looked around.

Immediately.

Xu Shi flew directly over the blood pool without delay and walked out of the stone gate.

Flying in the body is one of the symbols of ability in the foundation-building stage.

It can be seen that at this time he officially entered the foundation-building period.

Not long.

Xu Shi came to the palace in the center.

"Disciple Xu Shi, please see the sect leader!"

Xu Shi looked respectful and bowed his head and clasped his fists.

Immediately.

The stone door in front of me was automatically pushed open without wind.

Seeing this, Xu Shi hesitated for a moment and walked straight inside.

On the seat above the palace hall, there was a monk wearing a hooded black robe and a blood-patterned mask sitting on his cheeks. The vast spiritual pressure made Xu Shi dare not breathe.

"Huh!"

The Blood Refining Sect, the sect leader said something amazing:

"Little guy, he has good qualifications!"

"It's time to be promoted to the foundation-building stage so quickly."

"The master is well-educated, and the disciple is lucky enough to be promoted!"

Xu Shi lowered his head and said respectfully.

"alright!"

Blood Refining Sect, the sect leader said:

"Your master has fallen, and I am at a critical time and should not go out."

"You will report this matter back to me after you investigate it."

"What?"

Xu Shi showed a look of surprise and then said with a solemn expression:

"Yes, the sect leader."

"You left a soul mark on the Blood Jade Book."

The sect leader took out a blood-colored jade book.

See this.

Xu Shi did not hesitate at all. He still understood this principle if he wanted to get it.

Then, the sect leader put away the blood-colored jade book, took out another token, and threw it to Xu Shidao:

"This is your token to enter and exit the formation. Then you go to the library to collect one skill and three treasure techniques."

Hearing words.

Xu Shi was very happy. It was because he lacked martial arts and entry and exit tokens that he had to come to meet the sect leader.

The memories of the old Taoist who got the Blood Light were all incomplete. Without complete martial arts, he could not practice at all. There was no jade slip in the storage bag. Even the entrance and exit tokens were broken and could no longer be used.

Immediately.

Xu Shi quickly showed a grateful look and said:

"Thank you, Master!"

"By the way." The Blood Refining Sect, the master of the sect said hoarsely:

"Your master is responsible for the State of Jin. The offerings that are once every three years have not been handed over yet, and you will be responsible in the future."

"yes!"

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Anshan Prefecture, the city of the city.

At night.

In the courtyard of the high-gate, dogs and dogs are heard from time to time, which is particularly obvious in the dark and quiet nights, and is harsh.

A young man in more costumes shouted while beating the gong:

"The sky is dry, be careful of the candle!"

Staying away from those high-walled courtyards, Wang Er murmured:

"It's so noisy. When I have the chance, I will have to peel you and make soup and make some updates, but I can't feel at ease."

Wang Er cursed in his heart, and walked towards the distance.

Suddenly.

Wang Er saw a small stone in front of him, turned slightly and took a few steps forward, kicked him hard, and saw the stone flying into the distance.

"Isn't it just money?"

"When I'm waiting for my son, I'll test my immortal qualifications, money, maids, what's the courtyard?"

Before he could calm down, Wang Er thought that his eldest son had already tested and confirmed that he had no immortal qualifications.

Now, all Wang Er's hopes are placed on his younger son, but when he thinks of the vague hope, his heart can't help but fall.

Wang Er was playing the gong while shouting absent-mindedly, with extremely smooth slogans:

"The sky is dry, be careful of the candle!"

Suddenly.

Wang Er saw several lights and shadows flashing in the air. He rubbed his eyes with his sleeves, looked at them again, but found nothing.

Wang Er didn't care about this, thinking it was just a dazzling look.

Immediately, Wang Er walked forward while yelling the slogans he had been shouting for many years.

Not long.

Wang Er saw a red beam of light rising from the east.

See this.

Wang Er thought that this was the same as what Storyteller said, exactly the same as the signs of the birth of a treasure of the immortal family.

Thinking of this, Wang Er was very excited. This great opportunity cannot be obtained by others.

"I didn't expect that I, Wang Er, have such an opportunity."

Immediately, Wang Er inserted the hammer between his waist, pinned the gong on his back, spread his legs and ran eastward.

At the same time, the Qingpi, rogues, gambling sticks who were wandering around at night, and the prostitute sticks who had just come out of Honghualou to stretch their body and mind, saw this scene and ran to the other side.

However, at this moment, a red light beam rose at the west, south, and north at the same time, and then turned into a huge red light mask, wrapping Anshan Prefecture City.

suddenly.

Wang Er, who was rushing toward the place where the treasure was born, did not pay any attention to the changes in the horizon at this moment, ran forward with his head held back, and suddenly he felt his blood rise.

It seemed that the blood in my body kept surging, and it felt like I was back before getting married, my whole body was filled with passion and my blood was swelling.

Wang Er felt that he could go back and fight with his wife for 300 rounds at this time.

Let the wife who underestimate him all day long and know that he is powerful, she will not be able to get out of bed for at least three days.

Wang Er thought hatefully in his heart.

But at this moment, Wang Er did not notice that his face was flushed, as if he was about to drip blood.

Then, Wang Er felt the wetness between his nose. He casually wiped his sleeves, and the sleeves were covered with blood.

Suddenly, he stopped and saw the blood on his sleeve drifting up the sky quickly.

Seeing such a terrifying scene.

In an instant, Wang Er's passionate heart cooled down.

At this moment, he was in an ice cellar.

"Demon...Demon!"

Wang Er's mouth was trembling and shouting in a low voice.

Although he is an ordinary mortal, there have always been immortals among the people, and immortals come every few years, so he is not as uninformed as the common people in the mountain village.

The strange scene in front of you, plus the rumors of demons.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Wang Er can be sure that this is the evil method used by demons.

See this.

Wang Er did not hesitate to flee abroad. He knew that when facing demons, mortals had no ability to resist, and only immortals could kill demons.

But at this moment, his steps seemed to be filled with lead, and he was not obedient at all. He fell to the ground without taking two steps.

Wang Er's eyes were dull, and he looked at his own blood, which turned into a trace of countless blood, and gathered a huge blood cell over the city.

At this moment, he hoped that the immortal would come and save him.

But God did not follow people's wishes. Soon, Wang Er turned into an extremely dry corpse without any moisture.

There are countless examples of this in the city at this moment, but the huge blood cells floating above them are becoming more and more huge and bloated.

Anshan Mansion, in a private house.

A cultivator in the Qi training stage kept injecting magic power into a piece of jade talisman.

At this moment, the young monk had a pale face and cold sweat kept coming out on his temples. Beads of sweat fell on the ground without any notice.

How incredible this is for a monk, which shows how much psychological shadow this incident has caused to the monk.

Zhao Xiao murmured:

"Quick!"

"Quickly Unicom!"

Zhao Xiao sensed the huge fluctuation of spiritual energy as soon as the red light column appeared.

His original intention to investigate was immediately dispelled and he was ready to retreat strategically.

However, before he could make any move, a huge light cover enveloped the city.

Then, Zhao Xiao tried various methods, but couldn't get out.

Due to the attack formation, an evil cultivator who was at the peak of the late stage of Qi training was immediately attracted, and he almost didn't run away.

Zhao Xiao knew that the cultivator who presided over the formation in front of him was at least one cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and the Qi Training Stage could not control such a powerful formation.

Immediately, he found a private house to hide, took out the jade talisman of voice transmission, and injected magic power into the sect.

Unfortunately, the formation in front of me, I don’t know what it is, can actually block the sound transmission jade talisman.

So far, I have not contacted the sect until now, and I feel the blood in my body rolling constantly.

At this time, he could still suppress it, but the formation in front of him began to show its power, and the power behind it must be even more terrifying.

Zhao Xiao didn't know how long he could last.

Moreover, he knew that once all the residents in the mansion died completely, the high-level monk would have to search again.

By then, he would not be able to hide his traces under the eyes of the high-level monk.

Now, Zhao Xiao can only hope to find out the strangeness of Anshan Mansion as soon as possible.

Then, he sat cross-legged on the ground, and the magic power in his dantian continued to surge, suppressing the blood rolling.

This method is the specialty of the remnants of the Blood Refining Sect. Zhao Xiao is very sure to confirm it, but at this moment he has no choice but to notify the sect.

"If I can survive this time, I will definitely not take on the guard mission again in the future."

"Even if you join the patrol team, at least there is a teacher who can rescue you. Now you call Tian, ​​Tian doesn't respond, call Tian, ​​but the earth doesn't work!"

While Zhao Xiao regretted that he had taken this task, he wanted to give him a big mouth, while suppressing the increasingly surging blood in his body.

One hour later.

There was no more bloodshot floating in the huge blood-colored light shield.

Above Anshan Prefecture City, a huge blood ball slowly rotated, and a honest monk sat cross-faced.

Immediately.

Without hesitation, he flew to the blood ball, and then took out a blood-colored jade bottle.

I saw the blood bottle blooming with a blood-colored halo, and a huge suction force came from the mouth of the bottle.

The bloated and huge blood cell differentiated into a huge blood-colored torrent, rushing towards the small bottle mouth.

Although the mouth of the bottle is small, there is no trace of blood leaking.

In just one stick of incense, the giant blood cell floating above the city disappeared.

Then, the honest-looking Foundation Establishment Cultivator visited the city.

suddenly.

He chuckled:

"I didn't expect that there was another fish that missed the net, and it was a disciple of Baiyun Sect."

He reached out and grabbed it in the air, and a stream of spiritual blood and a small bag flew to the foundation-building cultivator.

Then he put away his spiritual blood and storage bag, and led several monks away, like a purgatory city.
Chapter completed!