Six hundred blood cloud cavalry can roam the battlefield. With a thousand cavalry, they can face a large sect like Shangxiao Sect without defeat.
In one year, it is actually very good to be able to gather five hundred Blood Cloud Knights. Based on the current prosperity of Qiantian Mountain, it is estimated that in five or six years, the number will reach a thousand. Considering the spiritual tide, maybe the time can be shortened.
Zong Shou was still a little unwilling to give up, and asked without giving up: "One hundred thousand? No more? I'll let people throw some more beasts down, can they be refined again?"
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Yiren looked at Zong Shou with an idiot's eyes: "That's okay, but even a sixth-level beast will need at least seven years to resist the poison of the newt's essence and blood."
Zong Shou frowned, then sighed secretly. Know that your mentality is out of balance. Unexpectedly, I couldn't even think of this common sense.
But the next moment, Xuanyuan Yiren said: "There is another way, which is to directly take the blood from the severed tail of the newt. I have studied it carefully before. Although the newt is one of the ancient beasts, it is famous for its poison. It itself But it should not be toxic, so it can be inferred that the blood of the newt will become toxic after it encounters the wind—"
Zong Shou's eyes were slightly bright, and he felt like there was a bright future in a village. Knowing that Xuanyuan Yi's "seeing the wind" means "seeing the wind" should be after the blood of the spiritual newt came into contact with the air.
Xuanyuan Yiren said halfway, but then he frowned: "It probably won't work. Even if the blood of the newt can be obtained, it may not be able to be used to make pills. Legend has it that the newt is an ancient holy realm, and it is said that it still exists today. In the world. Even a severed tail contains its strong will. Taking its blood, if it cannot be consumed and purified, I am afraid it will be self-inflicted."
Zong Shou had already stood up, but when he reached the entrance of the cave, he suddenly remembered something and had to turn around and said bravely: "That's right! I forgot to mention it. More than ten days ago, I took your senior brother's The body is destroyed."
When Xuanyuan Yiren heard this, he curled his lips and immediately expressed disbelief. Zong Shou was only a Huanyang Spirit Master so far. How could he be a rival to his senior brother who had advanced to the seventh level a few years ago
But the next moment, Zong Shou's extremely serious look was seen. Recalling that on the Xuan Mountain, Zong Shou also used the combination of spirit and martial arts, kingly martial arts, and took advantage of Wei Xu's power to defeat an eighth-level powerhouse. His eyelids twitched involuntarily, and he was confused: "Really beheaded?"
Zong Shou didn't answer, but nodded seriously. Xuanyuan Yiren suddenly took in a breath of cold air, then pondered for a moment, and then asked again: "Then Zong Shou, do you have anything to feel guilty about?"
"That's not true!" Zong Shou shook his head: "Your senior brother and Han Ni Shui Long Ruo joined forces with the intention of killing me. In the end, together with Long Ruo, my body was cut off by me—"
In fact, Li Yuandan's strictness was, strictly speaking, destroyed by Old Man Longying. Zong Shou did not want Xuanyuan to rely on others, so he turned his resentment to Long Ying.
When they heard the names Han Ni Shui Long Ruo, the three women in the cave couldn't help but turn pale.
Xuanyuan Yiren was also slightly moved, and then shook his head: "Then my senior brother is wrong, Zong Shou, you have done nothing wrong. My senior brother is really too eager for quick success and quick gains, and his methods are despicable, and he is not like a gentleman. I have learned a lesson this time. In fact, It's also a good thing, if you kill him, you'll kill him. After returning to the sect, I will report it to the master and elders and ask them to distinguish right from wrong."
Then she stopped talking, and a look of worry appeared on her pretty face.
When Zong Shou saw this, he smiled instead. Knowing that this benevolent girl really didn't mean to blame herself.
As for the Danling Sect, if it weren't for Yiren, he really wouldn't care about it. Even without the Blood Cloud Cavalry, Qian Tianshan at this moment is still strong enough to fight against.
Yujian soared into the air again and rushed into the thick fog. This time, he flew directly to the center of the valley.
Chuxue Weishui and Xuanyuan Yiren also chased after them. At this time, Xue'er was actually able to walk with the weapon, but her body was swaying and she almost fell down several times. She only relied on the weak water to support her and didn't fall down.
The distance of a hundred miles is reached in an instant. In just half a moment, the white mist gradually turned into blood. The deeper you go, the thicker the blood mist becomes, and the more it contains the power of illusion, causing people to unconsciously deviate from the route.
There are more and more powerful and powerful thoughts, flooding everywhere. With a few people, I could follow him at first, but then I could only fall to the ground and start walking.
However, Zong Shou was very familiar with it, and his speed did not slow down at all. By estimation, we have reached the center of the valley. Just as he casually fired out a spiritual skill, a strong wind blew up. Sweep away all the fog.
Then he saw a huge stone pillar inserted in front of him. It is more than five hundred feet tall and can be surrounded by a hundred people.
The column is arc-shaped, with the lower tip wide and the upper end inserted deep into the ground. The surrounding area is covered with scale-like rocks.
At the top, there is a neat break, as if cut by a knife. From time to time, blood-red liquid would appear, and then the moment it came into contact with the air, it would suddenly boil and swirl, and countless smoke would come out and spread out in all directions.
And not far from here, about ten miles away, there is another cave entrance. There is also mist from time to time. In addition to a large amount of water vapor, it is the unique black mist under the evil abyss.
"This is the Tail of the Salamander!"
Xuanyuan Yiren stood eight hundred feet away and stopped. Although this place is just a severed tail of a spiritual salamander, after tens of thousands of years, that vast thought can still overwhelm everything.
Having reached this point, Xuanyuan Yi has reached his limit and can only watch from a distance. However, his eyes were still full of shock.
A few of them, in the past month, have been hunting beasts everywhere in this foggy valley. But the exact location of the salamander's severed tail has never been known. At this time, following Zong Shou closely, he finally saw Zong Shou flying over the cliff without saying a word. Looking down, I saw that the top of the smooth stone pillar, although oozing with bright red blood, contained a foul smell, which was obviously highly poisonous.
This was also what he expected. With a slight thought in his mind, he summoned the Yin Fire Sword in front of him.
Several talismans were added to the sword. Then he stabbed down with his sword.
Nine dragon shadows suddenly appeared behind him, emitting an exciting dragon roar. The Thunder Winged Dragon even appeared. With a flicker of his body, his soul actually left his body and sneaked into the Fire Yin Sword.
As if it were a weapon spirit, the aura of the sword suddenly surged.
"Keng!"
There was a loud sound, and when the swords and stones collided, countless sparks immediately burst out. The Huoyin Sword, whose sharpness was almost as sharp as a second-level magic weapon, only made a small white mark and was suddenly bounced back by a huge force.
The vast thoughts lurking within the stone pillar also expanded at this time and rebounded spontaneously.
Zong Shou's body immediately shook and he almost fell to the ground. His face was covered in a heavy cold sweat.
This is the idea of the holy realm! Just the small part of the broken tail, one impact, almost caused his soul to collapse!
He took a few deep breaths, grabbed a few pills, and swallowed them in his mouth.
After a few breaths passed, Zong Shou recovered a little. Then without hesitation, he slashed out with another sword!
There was another muffled sound, and there were still sparks flashing, which only made the white mark deeper.
Then there was one sword after another. After each sword, Zong Shou felt even more strenuous.
The whirlpool of the chaotic sea was also on the verge of collapse under this strong pressure. Fortunately, at the seventh sword strike, the nine-story pagoda suddenly emitted a yellow light, suppressing his soul again.
It was not until the thirteenth sword fell that the white mark penetrated half a finger into the stone. Suddenly a bright red color oozed from inside.
Zong Shou was ecstatic in his heart, and he immediately deployed his magic power, completely cutting off the spiritual energy of the air around him. Then he drew out the fresh blood of the newt, but when he drew the fifth drop, the white marks were completely healed, and there was no longer any bright red blood seeping through. The total time is only ten breaths.
Zong Shou shook his head. The self-healing power of this salamander was indeed abnormally strong.
Others only thought that this spiritual salamander was still in the world. But he knew that this divine beast was now half-dead, hiding deep in the void, and was actually not far from death. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to take advantage of this spiritual salamander.
But even so, the remaining power of the truncated tail is incredibly strong. It is better to start with this wound and replace it with other parts protected by scales. Even if his Fire Yin Sword is completely broken, it may not be able to cut it open.
At this time, his consciousness was already drowsy and he did not dare to continue. He hurriedly raised his sword and reached four thousand feet. The sword light could no longer hold up, and he was carried down to the ground. Fortunately, Xuanyuan Yiren and Chuxue were affected by the impact of the thought and had already retreated nearby. They all hurriedly rose into the air and used Zong Shou's figure to prevent him from being too embarrassed.
Xuanyuan Yiren's face was livid.
"I think Zong Shou, you are crazy, that's a spiritual salamander!"
With such pressure from the soul, even when she was thousands of feet away, she felt like her soul was about to collapse. Zong Shou pointed his head straight, it was a miracle that he didn't die, but Zong Shou smiled awkwardly and did not answer. After recovering a little, he put the thing in his hand in front of his eyes.
It was the blood of the Psychic Salamander. Even just now, when he was about to lose consciousness, he did not forget to bind with the true energy to isolate the air and spiritual energy.
At this moment, these drops of blood seemed to be alive, constantly changing their shapes.
However, Xuanyuan Yiren didn't even look at it, and snorted with a straight face: "I didn't ask you to sacrifice your life! Besides, this holy state of mind cannot be eliminated at all. Even if it is not poisonous, it cannot be used to make elixirs."
Zong Shou smiled and suddenly activated the Tianyuan Devouring Technique. Swallow it all in one gulp. These few drops of blood immediately changed again. I have become a lot more honest, but I have lost all my vitality.
Xuanyuan Yiren's eyes were filled with incredulity at this moment. It can be clearly felt that although the vitality in this blood has been lost a lot, the will of the newt has also been weakened to the extreme.
If so, it would be feasible to use it to make elixirs. After frowning and thinking, Xuanyuan Yicai spoke again.
"If that's the case, I have a way to increase the number of Salamander Blood Essence Pills to 500,000, which only requires enough fourth-level alchemy masters. However, only three drops of this Salamander's blood are needed, and any more will be useless - "