Moreover, Qin Cheng had tried before that the second magic method would consume more spiritual energy, proving that the magic method was more difficult to perfect and should be stronger.

Longteng is a third-grade immortal art. What level will it be if it needs more breath to be activated later?

According to Han Qingyue, there are four levels of immortal arts at the same level: lack, ordinary, superior and infinite.

The dragon trench technique is considered a top technique, and the next type of immortal art is at least infinite, or even a fourth-grade immortal art.

Thinking of this, Qin Cheng was also a little looking forward to it.

"Qincheng, I felt the spiritual energy in my body, and it seemed to flow automatically in my meridians, and there was no pain in my meridians."

Seeing Qin Cheng in a deadlock, Han Qingyue swallowed a fairy pill and sensed the changes in her body, and said in surprise.

"Well, this means that your body has almost recovered. You can mobilize your spiritual energy and start to use the martial arts to recover." Qin Cheng nodded for the time being, temporarily retracted his mind.

"But you used up your energy, blood, and your body was too weak, so you must take your time at the beginning and not be too hasty."

"I see."

The re-sensing of the spiritual energy made Han Qingyue’s expression much more excited and he nodded seriously.

Next, Han Qingyue gradually entered the cultivation.

Qin Cheng thought about it and closed the spiritual light curtain to avoid suspicion.

After all, Han Qingyue now has spiritual energy, and if she wants to remove the light curtain, she can do it at any time.

He set up a spirit gathering formation in the cave again, and then walked out of the cave.

The deserted island is extremely quiet, everything is as always, and some of the arrangements left by Qincheng are not touched.

The thousands of sky-devouring insects that were specially released also surrounded the world, and no abnormalities were found.

There was no cultivator of the Blood Alliance Sect approaching for a day, so no one should come again.

"However, I still have to look at Xue Yu's storage bag." Qin Cheng thought.

Xue Yu was seriously injured before and was rescued by the mysterious man.

It does not mean that the other party's ability to track two people has been lost.

But there is a possibility that when he saw the loss of Xueyu's storage bag, his nervous expression, perhaps the other party deduces the secret of heaven, just in the storage bag.

In this case, there should be no problem if I leave this deserted island temporarily.

"Look at the storage bag of the leader of the Blood Alliance, you will know the result."

Qin Cheng returned to the cave and sat down again.

With one hand, I took out a well-crafted storage bag.

You can slowly look at other magic cultivators' storage bags, and Xue Yu's must first figure it out.

Because Xue Yu was still alive, Qin Cheng could not open the storage bag immediately, so he could only slowly wipe off the seal on the storage bag.

However, while the spiritual energy was in operation, Qin Cheng felt that the power of seal was not as powerful as he imagined.

"The power of sealing is not only determined by the cultivator's cultivation level, but also related to the distance between the two. Could it be that the person who saved the bloody world is very far away from the endless ocean?"

Qin Cheng's eyes flashed, and he felt that he noticed something unusual again.

Most of the demon cultivators who came to the endless ocean caused trouble in the upper realm continent and ran here to escape.

But Xueyu not only had strong men rescued him from a distance, but even came from a very distant place.

Is this Bloody God really just an ordinary demon cultivator in the Endless Ocean?

It felt that it took a lot of time to erase the seal from the outside world, so Qin Cheng simply entered the refining space directly.

At this time, in a dark palace.

Xue Yu was sitting cross-legged in a pool of red liquid with his eyes closed.

If you look closely, this thick liquid is not only very bright red in color, but also has a special smell, which is the pool of water condensed by blood.

In fact, it is full of blood of monks of not low grade.

During the Xuangong of Xueyu's movement, the blood in the pool of water continued to foam, and a wisp of evil aura was sucked into Xueyu's body, allowing his body to recover continuously.

"Um?"

During the practice, Xue Yu suddenly opened his eyes, and a hint of shame, anger and resentment appeared in his expression.

"That kid snatched my storage bag and was trying to crack it. Damn!"

Xue Yu punched the blood and cursed secretly.

His body had almost recovered at this time, but this place was too far from the Endless Ocean, and the ancestor strictly prohibited him from returning to the Endless Ocean.

So even though he knew that the treasures he had saved for many years had fallen into Qin Cheng's hands, Xue Yu could not snatch them back.

"What did the ancestor scare to death? That kid shouldn't have a big identity. Who is the strong man behind the scenes he mentioned?"

Xue Yu gritted his teeth. The ancestor hurriedly dragged himself back, not even caring about the storage bag. Then he seriously ordered him to stay here and hurriedly left here.

It seems that he also wants to find someone to discuss and determine the identity of the person behind Qincheng.

This kid doesn't even know his name. Could it be the next generation of a major clan?

"No matter who he is, if I see him again, I will definitely take his life and snatch the Xuanmo Treasure Furnace back."

Xue Yu was angry for a while, and finally calmed down and began to continue practicing quietly.

But he never thought that after just less than a day, he couldn't help but be angry again.

"The breath of my storage bag has dissipated. This kid cracked the mark I left in less than a day. How is this possible?"

Qin Cheng was the first to enter the Tribulation Realm, but he was a powerful man who was declining.

The gap in realm falls on the power of sealing, which is an existence that other means cannot be compensated.

Although Xue Yu knew that 99% of the storage bag was lost, Qin Cheng had to take at least ten days to normal.

As a result, Qin Cheng did it in less than a day. Could it be that the decline of the Tribulation Realm helped him erase his mark?

"It's a pity that the eight-level magic technique that suits me the most suitable for me in the family was stolen by the traitor. If I could get the complete technique, how could I lose to that kid? Damn it!"

Xue Yu slapped the blood around him angrily and sent it to Qin Cheng, which made him extremely unwilling to accept it.

His roar kept ringing in the hall.

"Sure enough, the deducing thing that came to my hands, the Blood Alliance should not be chasing Han Qingyue."

In the cave, Qin Cheng held a brass-colored hand stove with exquisite texture in Yuan Run, and his eyes were flashing.

In this small furnace, there is a little Han Qingyue's soul sitting cross-legged, and from time to time, a breath spreads out from the hand furnace and floats towards the direction where Han Qingyue is.

Obviously, it was through this object that everyone in the Blood Alliance finally found Han Qingyue's location.

What made Qin Cheng look strange was that there was still a ray of his own breath in this hand stove, which was slowly condensed.

As expected, this Xueyu not only wanted to destroy Han Qingyue, but also wanted to kill himself.

Fortunately, I made a quick decision and decided to fight with the other party.
Chapter completed!