Outside the palace, a pool of blood was rapidly spreading across the ground.
boom!
A beam of light like a meteor hit the ground, forcing out the blood and turning into Zhang Feixuan's figure.
At this time, he was surrounded by blood mist and ran forward like mad. The speed caused his bangs to turn out, revealing his broad forehead.
There was no trace of the previous lively and majestic appearance. It looked more like a wealthy dog escaping for its life.
boom!
Another meteor fell and blew up Zhang Feixuan's body, but at this moment the body turned into blood splattering everywhere. One of the blood turned into Zhang Feixuan's body again and fled to the other end.
“Help!”
He howled to the sky with a miserable look on his face.
What’s going on!
Junior brother was supposed to resist these powerful evil forces, but during the fighting, he ended up provoking someone he couldn't afford to offend.
He had wiped out the evil forces in the city, and secretly enjoyed the drama of a weak cultivator turning the tables and attacking the so-called righteous cultivators. As the saying goes, a handsome young man in this corrupt world, who follows the righteous path and kills demons, could be told in a story, which would make him famous.
Those who are at the sixth level of Tongyou, everyone has a name. In the sects of the world, this stage itself is the stage to make a name for oneself, and it is good for people to know about it.
But as he was killing, he realized something was wrong. A ninth-level warrior appeared and started beating him up. If it weren't for his extraordinary blood magic and escape skills, he would have been blown to pieces by this man if he hadn't relied on blood to escape.
"go!"
Seeing that the monk was chasing him closely, Zhang Feixuan turned around and released his magic pestle, which shot out lines of blood and attacked him.
The cultivator's body was gleaming with starlight, shattering the blood lines. He snorted coldly, "You evil people from the Golden Immortal Sect dare to cause chaos under the Imperial City. If I don't kill you, I will never be able to relieve the hatred in my heart!"
"Where did you come from, old man!"
Seeing that the magic power of the treasure pestle was easily destroyed, Zhang Feixuan turned into a blood mist and flew around, shouting in hatred: "Just wait with me, I am only one person, wait until I gather other junior brothers, and refine you to death!"
As for the ninth level, it’s not like he hasn’t practiced it before. Once his fellow junior brothers and sisters gather together, he can practice it as well.
Bang!
As soon as he finished speaking, the wall next to him collapsed, and Wang Qizhen's huge body broke through the wall like a flying rock, holding a huge axe with a ferocious look on his face.
Blood Mist made a sound of surprise, "You!"
"Forehead"
Wang Qi was stunned for a moment, looked at the blood mist, then looked at the old man who was chasing after him, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, "You!"
Someone is here to take the pressure!
Zhang Feixuan was pleasantly surprised. Just as he was about to speak, Wang Qi's body rolled up the gray mist and ran away, passing the blood mist that Zhang Feixuan had transformed into and running in the opposite direction, shouting:
"What?! Second Brother, you said these old guys are no match for you. Okay, I'll leave it to you!"
What's the meaning
Zhang Feixuan was still in a daze when he heard a loud bang. The wall that Wang Qi had knocked open rolled up a cloud of dust and splashed blue bricks everywhere.
As the dust and fog disappeared, another old man surrounded by starlight appeared.
This old man's aura, the unity of body and soul, and divine light are revealed. He is also a ninth-level 'trance'!
Fuck you!
How dare you sell people out before me!
Zhang Feixuan was so shocked that he couldn't hold back the blood mist, and revealed his figure. He stared at Wang Qizhen who was running away, with his teeth bared in a ferocious look.
Boom boom boom!
The old man just stretched out his hand and waved, and several stars surrounded the blood mist of Zhang Feixuan and exploded.
The blood mist turned into blood balls and splashed. One of the blood balls roared and imitated Wang Qizheng’s classic words:
"Wang Qi is really into your mother's eyes!"
Wang Qi, who was running away, was startled and muttered, "I don't know where my mother died."
His situation was similar to Zhang Feixuan's. While killing people, he met an old man covered in starlight, who was a ninth-level warrior. There was no way he could beat him. He had not used any escape techniques and had to use his body to withstand a few blows. The ghost wolf transformed by his magical power had already been blown over.
If you don't run, you'll be waiting to die.
It’s a good thing that you met Zhang Feixuan. He knows the art of escape and cannot die.
In this case, the two old men would focus on Zhang Feixuan first, and as for Wang Qizheng.
Just run faster than the second one.
I would rather die than have my friend die.
As long as he is not the eldest senior brother, he doesn't care.
What second brother? We don’t have deep feelings for each other, we are just passers-by.
"Third Brother!"
Just as he was running forward, he suddenly heard a slight sound, and saw a tall and thin man quickly rising from the ground in front of him. It was Gao Sishu.
But his current condition was not very good. He was holding two daggers, covered in dust, and there was a huge wound on his chest.
When Gao Sishu saw Wang Qizhen, his eyes lit up and he was about to speak.
Wang Qizhen stopped and looked at Gao Sishu, which made Gao Sishu hesitate in his move to speak.
The two men, as if they had discussed it beforehand, headed in the same direction. One of them was covered in green mist and disappeared into the ground, while the other one was covered in grey air and started running.
stop!
As a meteor flashed by on the side, it was as if some signal was turned on. The two men, one in the field and the other on the ground, ran for their lives.
Bang!
The meteor exploded behind the two men, just a little bit away from them, creating a big hole in the ground. The blast from the meteor hit the two men and forced them into the air.
"Damn it, why are you running!" Wang Qizhen roared.
"Because you are just like me." Gao Sishu said succinctly, his eyes fierce, "I won't be fooled again."
The last time he encountered this incident with his senior brother, he was cheated by these two and he has been brooding over it ever since.
Are you kidding? He, Gao Sishu, has always been the only one who can plot against others. No one can plot against him, and he was tricked by two acquaintances. It is simply a shame in his cultivation career.
boom!
Another meteor exploded from behind, and this time a blood clot appeared beside them.
"Wang Qizhen, you did a great job, you dare to sell me out!"
The blood clot turned into Zhang Feixuan's body shape. He was covered in blood at this time, and his broad forehead was bleeding profusely, covering his face.
It was really his good fortune that he was still alive. The Dan School was able to survive, and his blood pill method could allow him to survive even more. Although he couldn't achieve the regeneration ability by a drop of blood as his senior brother had mentioned, he could still keep himself alive by separating the blood clots.
Although the amount of mana consumed is not generally estimated.
"What are you talking about? Can you swear that you didn't intend to let me carry it at that time? Three ninth-level people, if you don't run, you will die. Where is Sun Jiubei?" Wang Qizhen roared.
"Who should you ask if you ask me?" Zhang Feixuan looked back at the three ninth-level monks surrounded by starlight who were relentlessly chasing him, and felt bitter in his heart.
Where did this person come from
The earth can produce natural treasures, but I have never heard of it producing a cultivator.
Ringing
“Haha, haha, I see the unlucky guy!”
As the bell rang, they heard a familiar voice.
Bell?!
All three of them showed surprise and subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice.
Not far away on the ground, they saw Lingling standing there leisurely, laughing.
"Great, Bell, you."
boom!
Before Zhang Feixuan could finish his words, the place where the bell was was blown over by a meteor. A rag doll flew out along with the energy and turned into the shape of a bell, parallel to the three people.
Her face also turned bitter, "I am also unlucky."
She also has a ninth-level starlight old man here.
I originally wanted to take a day off for my birthday, but after thinking about it, I decided to update it.
Happy birthday to me (actually my birthday is May 15th, I celebrated it in advance)