In the sea of consciousness, the low and vicissitudes voice appeared again.
Feng Qingyang's whole body shook, and he immediately came back to his senses from his previous comfort. As the low voice disappeared, he seemed to smell an incomparable force of oppression.
He removed the barrier, crawled out of the cave, and instantly reached the center of the valley. He looked at the spring in front of him from afar, only to see a bright red light coming from the spring.
Several big claws suddenly stretched out at the same time, but as if they were stuck, not one of them came out.
But the aura that was revealed made Feng Qingyang understand that this time, he had definitely encountered some tough guys, and there were five of them at that.
In his current state, he could deal with three at most. If five came at once, that would be something he didn't want to see. However, the thought had clearly told him that after fusing the third blood demon crystal, he would have the power to challenge the five-headed blood demon.
He turned his eyes and looked at the huge valley and the blood demon who was still stuck in the spring and unable to get out. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to his mind.
"Since my Moon Essence Wheel can trap one of them, why don't I set up a formation here? Even if I can't kill them all, I can at least seriously injure them."
Thinking of this, his whole body suddenly refreshed, just as the saying goes, thirsty people meet sweet dew, whatever you want will come true. He waved his hand, and the storage ring flashed in an instant, and an old man appeared in front of him in an instant.
This old man was none other than the old witch who had trapped the golden man. But seeing that he had white eyebrows and beard and a kind and amiable face, if others saw him, they would surely feel a lot of favor towards him.
But after the previous fight, Feng Qingyang understood that this old guy was absolutely a ruthless person, and his actions were vicious and cruel. It is said that even a tiger will not eat its own cubs, but he was able to use the blood of countless of his own people to achieve his own goals for his own selfish desires.
Such a person deserves no death. Even if Feng Qingyang stabbed his bones and scattered his ashes, he would not be able to vent the anger in his heart. Although he has killed countless people, he never killed innocent people.
The people he killed were all those who had a grudge against him, and they were the ones who tried to kill him first. That is why Feng Qingyang hated such indiscriminate killers so much.
He cannot be called a human, but it would not be an exaggeration to call him a devil. However, this so-called devil is just what he thinks. In the eyes of the cultivators in the world of cultivation, he is also a well-known super devil.
He walked around the old man's body, groping his body with his hands for a long time. His movements seemed extremely vulgar, and coupled with his half-smile, he looked even more extremely vulgar.
"It's actually hidden on the ear, you're indeed an old fox!" Finally, he stretched out his big hand and immediately took off a small and exquisite earring from the old man's ear, held it in his palm, and looked at it carefully.
"I never thought that your storage ring is so precious. I guess the materials in it must be countless." Feng Qingyang laughed and immediately input his magic power to erase the last trace of thoughts remaining on the storage ring.
After wiping it off, he couldn't wait to put his consciousness out of the storage ring. When he saw clearly what was inside, his face instantly turned red, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
He was seen dancing on the spot for a long time before he stopped. He threw the storage ring casually, and it suddenly shone brightly, and countless materials rolled out.
"I'm rich, I'm rich." Feng Qingyang said excitedly. There were countless treasures contained in this storage ring. Although there was no magic weapon that was useful to him, there were countless precious medicinal herbs and spirit stones.
"There are actually three-leaf green ganoderma, and more than a dozen top-grade spirit stones. Old thing, you have done me a favor for no reason."
Feng Qingyang was excited. Looking at the pair of glittering spirit stones and materials in front of him, his eyes were shining and he stared at them intently, even with a trace of saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth.
He looks like a real bumpkin, but it’s not his fault. After all, he has been living a poor life since he came into this world.
Even though he had obtained countless spirit stones once, they were gone in a flash. However, the storage ring he obtained now was the old man's collection for thousands of years and could be called a treasure among treasures.
Even if Feng Qingyang squandered it recklessly, he would not be able to use it all up in a short period of time.
After pondering for a moment, Feng Qingyang wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, put away his greedy look of chasing pigs, raised his head to look at the spring opposite. The big hand that was stretched out had obviously come out a lot more, and he believed that it would appear in its entirety after quite a while.
He collected all the precious materials on the ground, leaving only countless spirit stones. Although he had not examined the rest carefully, after all, the ring was in his hands now, which meant it was his personal property. After surviving today's crisis, he would have plenty of time to explore.
Soon, all the materials were collected, leaving only a pair of countless glittering spirit stones. One side of the dim valley was suddenly illuminated by these spirit stones.
"With so many of them, I can even use the Eight Trigrams Killing Formation." He became ruthless and made up his mind immediately. Since he wanted to kill a hundred blood demons, if he fought alone, it would take who knows how long it would take.
The best solution now would be to directly cast a formation, lure it into it, and use the power of the formation to destroy it. At that time, naturally, countless blood demon crystals will appear.
Thinking of the wonderful thing, Feng Qingyang suddenly smiled proudly again.
After a moment, he withdrew his gaze and looked around again. His mind was active, recalling the power of the Bagua Killing Array. At the Guiyuan City audition battlefield, he used the power of one thousand early foundation building cultivators to kill two thousand early foundation building disciples in one fell swoop.
Although he borrowed the help of others that time, his cultivation was weak after all. But now, he has broken through to the peak of the late stage of wandering corpse, and even broke through the third level of 'Gang Yin' in the 'Tai Yin Sutra'.
Compared with before, the difference between him now and then is as great as heaven and earth. Even relying solely on his physical strength, he can defeat any ordinary half-step golden elixir master.
In his eyes, the Half-Step Golden Elixir in the world of cultivation is no longer powerful enough to be called a great power. It is just a cabbage that he can blow up at will.
"That's it. I will use the Eight Trigrams Killing Formation to wipe them out. However, I am the only one here, so I will use a smaller formation."
Feng Qingyang pondered for a moment, scratched his head, and calculated the scope of this place and how many spirit stones he would need. If he used too much, he would feel very painful.
"Forget it, forget it. The spirit stone is important, but compared to myself, it is not worth mentioning!" After realizing this, he put away his painful heart. When he looked at the spirit stone again, he felt that it was just an ordinary stone.
"Come on, blood demons, offer your blood demon crystals!"