The entire black blood battlefield is filled with restless factors, and the longer the time, the more depressing it will be.
For fighters in the Qi and blood realm, their spiritual will will determine how long they can stay in the black blood battlefield, it may be more than ten days or dozens of days, but for the fighters in the strong state, their spiritual will has risen to a certain level. Altitude, unless there are special circumstances, will not be affected.
Walking on the black blood battlefield, the earth is dark brown, and even the sky looks like it is covered with a layer of dark red mist, the sunlight is difficult to penetrate, and it looks cold.
As night fell, the wind had just blown, but Chen Zong could feel the temperature dropping rapidly. The night here was enough to freeze ordinary people to death.
A martial artist's physique is better than that of ordinary people, and it does not mean that he is omnipotent. When he encounters a harsh environment, he will also get sick. Therefore, when going to strange places, especially places with strange environments, one must always be prepared.
Finding a leeward belt formed by the intersection of two dilapidated walls, Chen Zong sat down, put the precious iron sword on his lap, and moved his blood at a slow speed, so that he would not consume too much of his body's blood. It can warm itself, maintain a proper body temperature, and not be invaded by wind and cold.
I don't know when, a red waning moon quietly appeared, hanging in the sky, as if you could touch it with your hand, looking up, there is a very strange beauty.
As the wind hummed, Chen Zong lit a bonfire, and the flame flickered, blurring the figures of stones and dead trees in the distance, like ghosts.
Chen Zong was very courageous, without any fear, he reached out his hand to take out from his bosom, and there was a small piece of blood-red thing in his hand, about the size of a pigeon egg, but irregular, it looked like a jade stone soaked in blood .
This is Shen Xueyu.
Part of the danger on the black blood battlefield came from other warriors who were looking for the sinking blood jade. This sinking blood jade was obtained by Chen Zong beheading a warrior who wanted to kill him.
Shenxueyu feels cold and round to the touch. When pinching it in his hand, Chen Zong seemed to be able to feel the flow of energy and blood all over his body increase, but it was very subtle, equal to nothing.
"It weighs more than one or two, at least it can be worth ten thousand white jade." Chen Zong stared at the Shen Xueyu in his hand, and said to himself.
It was getting later and later, and the crimson waning moon hanging in the sky seemed even more bewitching.
The shadows filled the air.
On the ground on the left, there seemed to be a black shadow flowing silently like water, approaching Chen Zong.
The tip of the mysterious sword trembled suddenly, making Chen Zong transparent inside and out, and his perception was enhanced to the extreme. He drew the sword out of its sheath without hesitation. The sword light was like a bolt of lightning tearing through the night sky, stabbing to the left, but there was no feeling of hitting the target.
Without any hesitation, Chen Zong bounced up and landed a few meters away. Staring at the place where he was sitting cross-legged, he found that there seemed to be a strange black shadow, which was blood-red under the light of the fire.
"Blood Yin..." Chen Zong frowned slightly.
Since we came to the Black Blood Battlefield, we need to do some research first.
There are no monsters on the black blood battlefield, but there are two strange things, one is called blood yin, and the other is called blood li.
Blood Yin has no entity, and usually exists in the form of shadow or mist. It will sneak into the warrior's body silently, and then suck up the whole body of Qi and blood. Xue Li is the evolution of Blood Yin. The attack power can also absorb a whole body of blood, which is very terrifying.
Before entering the black blood battlefield, Chen Zong was prepared to face various dangers.
Blood Yin escaped into the ground and disappeared from under Chen Zong's eyes, but Chen Zong did not relax his vigilance and was on high alert.
Suddenly, a shadow quietly appeared from his feet, Chen Zong jumped, dodging it dangerously, and at the same time he swung his sword, the blade of the sword burst into an extremely strong light, piercing the ground.
"Blood Yin has no substance, it is cold, and it is most afraid of high temperature."
With a secret thought, Chen Zong extended the Baotie sword to the bonfire to roast, the temperature rose rapidly, and the tip of the sword began to turn red a little bit.
Behind Chen Zong, a cloud of black and red mist quietly appeared, soundlessly, as if a ferocious grimace and sharp claws appeared, grabbing at Chen Zong's neck fiercely.
"die!"
There seemed to be long eyes in the back of Chen Zong's head, and he turned around quickly. With his sword, sparks pierced through the air, piercing through the blood Yin like thunder and fire. The shrill and sharp scream pierced the brain like a magic sound.
Peng, the smoke exploded.
"Dead?" Chen Zong withdrew his sword, not sure if the bloody Yin escaped or died.
Sit down again, add dry wood to make the flames more vigorous, which can affect the blood to a certain extent.
Shenxueyu has a wide range of uses, the most important role is to assist the cultivation of Qi and blood warriors, but there must be a method.
For example, boiling blood pool is one way.
In the final analysis, the pure blood energy contained in Shenxueyu, after years of accumulation and precipitation, has already become solid, without special methods, it is impossible to guide the pure blood energy out of it.
If it was a monster, it would be different. You only need to eat the Shenxueyu directly, and digest and absorb it with your strong body.
The sky was bright, Chen Zong woke up, and he was full of energy. His mental will was strong enough, not inferior to the ninth-level warriors in the Qi and blood realm. He had not been in the black blood battlefield for a long time, and he had not been affected much.
Putting out the flames, Chen Zong took his burden and continued on his way. Not long after, he saw a mummy. After a little inspection, it should have died within a few days. The cause of death was that his blood was sucked dry. Blood Yin or Blood Li.
On the mummy, Chen Zong found two red money tickets and five white money tickets, totaling 25,000 white jade coins.
"If this continues, maybe I can pick up millions of white jade coins here." Chen Zong joked to himself.
"Ouyang Jianlin, hand over Shen Xueyu."
"Hand it over, and spare you."
"Hmph, just rely on you few chickens and dogs."
"court death."
"kill him."
When he heard the voice, Chen Zong also saw five figures in front of him, four of them formed an encirclement circle and surrounded the fifth person in the middle.
The people surrounded by qi and blood fluctuate violently, with nine levels of qi and blood, eyebrows like swords and sharp eyes. They are wearing silver-gray military uniforms, which are close-fitting and exquisite, setting off their heroic and tall bodies, and the sword in their hands is straight. Attracted Chen Zong's attention.
The sword body is bright and smooth like a mirror, and the edge of the sword is filled with blue light, which is a sign of extreme sharpness.
The handle of the sword is carved from dark red jade.
The whole sword looks top-notch in terms of lines and brightness.
At least a rare iron sword.
The four people surrounding Ouyang Jianlin were also at the ninth level of Qi and Blood Realm. The styles of their military uniforms were basically the same, but the colors were different.
This is a disciple of another martial arts school.
There are five major martial arts schools under the jurisdiction of the main city of Jiwu, and Qiyao Wuyuan is just one of them.
The four of them shot at the same time, the long swords slashed out, and the three swords slashed from three directions. One palm was like a stone slab and hit Ouyang Jianlin fiercely, one leg was like a pillar, and the sword was like a wind and thunder.
There was a sneer on the corner of Ouyang Jianlin's mouth, his figure shook and he charged forward with the sword, the sharp sword pierced out, evolving its sharpness to the extreme, as if it could pierce through all hardness.
With the same cultivation base of the ninth level of Qi and Blood Realm, Ouyang Jianlin's strength is very terrifying. With his sword, he not only broke the four people's joint force, but also took the opportunity to kill one person.
The sword light flashed again, and in the blink of an eye, the second person was beheaded, leaving only two people.
"stop!"
The two people who were still alive realized that something was wrong, and quickly opened their mouths.
"It's too late." Ouyang Jianlin was obviously a decisive person, and he struck out again.
"Fight it." Seeing that something was wrong, the two of them immediately used the blood burning technique, their qi and blood burned, their strength increased by a thousand catties, and they displayed human-level high-grade martial arts.
A knife seemed to be able to split the earth, and the light of the knife was stained with a layer of blood.
A palm seemed to be able to crush a mountain, like a big red millstone slammed towards Ouyang Jianlin fiercely.
"Struggling in vain." Ouyang Jianlin snorted coldly, a smirk hung on the corner of his mouth, he swung his long sword, it was extremely sharp, and the light of the knife pierced through the palm prints, very fast, like a stream of light across the sky, killing the two of them.
"So strong!" Chen Zong's pupils shrank.
At the same ninth level of Qi and Blood Realm, but one person was killed with one sword, even if the last two people used the Burning Blood Technique to enhance their strength, this is still the case. The strength of this Ouyang Jianlin is too terrifying.
Especially his sword, which is not only fast but also very sharp, without much change, what is there is just indomitable determination and ruthlessness.
At a distance of more than a hundred meters, Ouyang Jianlin glanced at Chen Zong with sharp eyes, and immediately picked up the baggage and other things of the four people and left.
He exhaled, if this person wanted to harm him, Chen Zong felt that he had to turn around and run away immediately. The difference in cultivation base and strength was too great.
"However, the sword can be used like that." Chen Zong was inspired.
Can be changed or not changed!
Whether it should be changed or not, it depends on the specific situation, and some people practice swords, they are very middle-of-the-road, and they can’t find anything special at all. This is the majority of swordsmen, but some people practice swords, above the mean There will be new breakthroughs, such as faster, more powerful, sharper and so on.
He drew his sword and stabbed out, only a dazzling and sharp light flashed in the air, like a white line.
"It still doesn't feel fast enough." Chen Zong shook his head. Compared with Ouyang Jianlin's sword, there is still a significant difference between this sword and Ouyang Jianlin's sword. It doesn't mean that Chen Zong is not as good as Ouyang Jianlin in the application of swords, both sides have their own strengths, now, Chen Zong wants to learn from each other's strengths, use them for his own use, and further improve himself.
Withdrawing his sword, he walked to the four corpses and took a look. The wounds were very thin. After careful study and comparison, Chen Zong felt that he had gained some inspiration.
Sword, sword, sword!
Trying again and again, adjusting again and again, every adjustment is very subtle, every time Chen Zong can feel that the sword is getting faster and faster, and the power carried by the sword is becoming more and more concentrated when stabbing.
If the strength is concentrated enough and the sword speed is fast enough, it means that the power of the sword will be directly increased. If changes can be added to make the sword more unpredictable, the power will be further enhanced invisibly.
(end of this chapter)