When the power of the ghost is used again, Lan Fengxian is like a candle in the wind, which will be extinguished at any time.

"Lynch, your life is in critical condition now, how could I ignore you?" Lan Fengxian values ​​love and friendship.

"Ancestor Fengxian, you have already injured Zhenren Xuanming. Don't worry, I have everything. You should rest in the Bagua Mirror first, otherwise how could you see Bai Feng?" Lynch didn't expect that Lan Fengxian had exhausted his ghost power for him and died.

After all, it is very close to seeing Bai Feng. Lan Fengxian reminded that Bai Feng’s traces are in the lobby of Yinjian Gate. I believe that as long as you search carefully, you can find it.

Lan Fengxian's face stagnated, she hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, be careful of everything!"

Then, Lan Fengxian's ghost body penetrated into the Bagua Mirror. Lan Fengxian is now very weak. If she continues to fight again, she will definitely lose her soul. The most important thing is that she cannot turn the situation around now.

Lynch took a deep breath, took advantage of this rare opportunity to quickly breathe and recover, trying to suppress the chaotic true energy in his body.

And Zhenren Xuanming also took a pill and recovered quickly.

But Zhenren Xuanming didn't dare to waste time. He knew that when Lynch recovered, he was completely unable to fight Lynch.

"Blood corpse, come on me!" Zhenren Xuanming pinched his hand.

However, the blood corpse moved very slowly, as if a little uncontrollable, and walked towards Lynch in a shaky manner.

The face of Xuan Ming Zhenren froze: "Oh no, now I am injured and I am not able to completely control the blood corpse. Moreover, the blood corpse is consumed a lot today, so I have to suck blood!"

The blood corpse he refined must suck blood every day to maintain the attack power and cultivation of the blood corpse. If the blood corpse does not suck blood for a long time, it will be dry, the cultivation level will be regressed, and eventually become an unknown mummy.

"Master, save me, my arm is broken!"

"Master, give me a pill quickly, I must recover immediately!"

"It hurts so much. My leg is broken. Master, give me some treatment and I'm almost fainting."

A lot of disciples' wailing and screams came, but these disciples, who had just been affected by the power of Lan Fengxian's ghost, were so terrible that they were very injured.

Zhenren Xuanming glanced at the disciples present and suddenly felt ruthless: "There is no need to cure injuries. Dedicate your blood and let my blood corpse have stronger combat power."

As he said that, he struggled to manipulate the blood corpse and walked towards one of the disciples.

"Master, what are you doing? Don't..." Before the disciple finished speaking, he was bitten by the blood corpse on his neck in fear, and then a strong sucking made his blood drain all over his body.

In a moment, the disciple became a mummy, with no blood on his body.

The blood corpse lit up all over his body, and a large amount of fresh blood was inhaled, which allowed the blood corpse to receive a lot of replenishment, and the bloody smell on his body became even more intense.

"Haha, right, the blood of my disciples has more cultivation and more delicious than the blood of those ordinary people." Zhenren Xuanming felt that the blood corpse was gradually recovering, and his control became more flexible.

The other disciples were frightened when they saw this scene. They did not expect that Zhenren Xuanming would actually kill his fellow disciples, but they would still suck their blood dry so cruelly.

"Master, why do you want to kill us?"

"We did something wrong. Although our cultivation is very poor, we have always been loyal to you."

"Master, you are too unkind to do this."

All the disciples shouted loudly, and their faces were extremely dark.

Master Xuanming laughed and said, "You can't even kill Lynch, what's the value? Why don't you give your blood to make me stronger, don't worry, after you die, you will stand at the peak of the cultivation world and remember your names."

The cruel smile hung on the face of Xuanming Zhenren, which seemed so sarcastic.

They were still standing on the same front just now. In the blink of an eye, Zhenren Xuanming turned his sword and aimed at his disciples.

Such actions really made the disciples feel cold.

"Master, what's the point of remembering our names?"

"You killed us just to achieve your selfishness!"

"You are so cruel, Master, we misread you."

All the disciples complained and cursed Xuanming Zhenren.

"Haha, what's the use of these? You trash people know that you have not achieved any success in our sect. You have long seen you unhappy! Blood corpse, suck everyone's blood!" Master Xuanming pinched his fingers in his hand and controlled the blood corpse to pounce on his disciples.

This time, the blood corpse became even more ferocious. It bit off a disciple's neck and sucked greedily.

In the blink of an eye, several disciples turned into mummies and were bitten away with some flesh and blood, which was very terrifying.

And Zhenren Xuanming felt the blood corpse becoming stronger.

At this moment, as long as he lets the blood corpse kill all his disciples, he will definitely be able to improve the blood corpse to a higher level and reach the foundation-building realm.

In this way, he and the Blood Corpse are both powerful people in the Foundation Establishment Realm and are definitely top-notch existences in the cultivation world.

Then he seized the peerless treasure on Lynch and achieved himself, so that he could soar into the sky and become an invincible existence in this area.

Ambitions are expanding!

The true man Xuanming's eyes were red in his murder. For his ambition, he spared no hesitation for his disciple's life.

"Ah!" Another disciple was murdered.

"We must resist now!"

"If the master wants to kill us, our only chance is to escape."

"Escape, who can escape? Don't dream. Now, except for waiting for death, you just want to give it a try with this blood corpse."

"If you give it a try, you will at least have a glimmer of hope, otherwise we will all be killed!"

These disciples also understood the current situation. Only by joining forces can they have hope of escaping, although this hope is very slim.

But out of survival instinct, they have no choice.

"Fight with the blood corpse!"

"The master is unkind and unrighteous, and there is no need for us to abide by the orders of his shitty master!"

"Kill and kill!"

The remaining eight disciples took out the only pills left on their bodies, put them all in their mouths, then picked up the long sword, and stabbed the blood corpse.

True Man Xuanming said disdainfully: "Do you think you can defeat my powerful blood corpse with you?"

As he said that, Zhenren Xuanming pinched his hand and the fierce blood corpse slapped one of the disciples' hearts and directly knocked them out of the room.

These disciples looked horrified, but at this time they had no way out. Fighting was their only hope to survive.

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