Chapter 132 Chaos War [3] Blood Demon and Blood Delicate
Chapter 132: Chaos [3] Blood Demon and Blood Linglong
"Master, what are we doing here at Tai Zhen Sect?" A weak voice broke the terrifyingly quiet night sky at Lingyun Peak.
Standing quietly at the source of the sound was an old and young man wearing blood-red robes.
The old man in red looked as if he was dying, as if he was about to die, but the cold light that flashed in his eyes from time to time made people shudder.
Standing next to the old man was a handsome young man, but his slightly curved and humble image made people feel a little regretful, and the stern look on his face made people feel chilly. If Li Yi saw this person at this time, he would definitely
be able to recognize him.
This person was the third person in Yulingzong's military selection. He was almost killed by Yunyang for provoking Li Yi.
The old man in blood-clothed eyes looked at Yunyang lovingly and explained: "Master brought you here because there are two important things to do. One is to take revenge, and the other is to help you refine a treasure."
Yunyang asked in confusion, "Revenge? Refining treasures? Never heard Master say that the Taizhen Sect has a grudge against you?"
The old man in blood-clothed clothes replied: "I have no enmity with the Taizhen Sect, but I have an enmity with their boss, the Taizhen Sect. That happened five hundred years ago, cough, cough."
"Master, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I won't die for a while."
"Master|···"
The old man in blood-clothed clothes waved his hand and continued: "By that time, I had already achieved some success in the Blood God Technique, and my cultivation level had also reached the late Nascent Soul stage. Think about it, someone who is regarded as a waste in the eyes of others can
How unbelievable it is to advance to the late Nascent Soul stage in five or six hundred years." His eyes were shining brightly as he spoke, and he still felt a little bit depressed and decadent.
"Furthermore, at that time, my master had already refined the most miraculous magic weapon in the "Blood God's Great Technique" - the Blood Exquisite. With this treasure in hand, even four or five masters in the late Nascent Soul stage would not be able to do anything to me.
Uh, don't stop, let's talk as we walk." As he said this, he took Yunyang's hand and walked slowly towards the Taizhen Gate. Yunyang was held by the old monster in blood clothes and couldn't help but shuddered, but his face was full of tears.
Didn't show any abnormality.
"At that time, I was very satisfied and didn't want to ascend to the sub-immortal world early. I just wanted to show my authority in this world of cultivation first. On the one hand, I collected some blood essences from cultivators and continued to refine and enhance the power of Xue Linglong with my physical body.
I had the ability to protect myself in the Immortal Realm, but I made a fatal mistake as a teacher."
Yunyang asked in confusion: "What mistake?"
"You should know by now that there are still masters of the God Transformation stage staying in this world, right?"
The old man in blood-clothed clothes continued without waiting for Yunyang to answer: "I really didn't know about this as a teacher at the time. I thought that the late Nascent Soul was the strongest existence in the world of cultivation, eh..."
"Then Master, have you met a master in the transformation stage?" Yunyang asked weakly.
The old man in blood-clothed clothes nodded and said: "Yes, at that time I was killing a small sect to collect their flesh and blood, but someone secretly attacked me. If it hadn't been for the power of Xue Linglong, I would have died at that time.
Already."
"It wasn't until later that I found out that the person who attacked me was actually a master in the God Transformation stage, and the magic weapon in his hand looked very sharp, as if it was the legendary Nine Heavens Divine Weapon."
Yunyang asked curiously: "Is this monk in the transformation stage a member of the Taizhen Sect?"
The old man in blood clothes said bitterly: "He is not only a member of the Taizhen Sect, but also the leader of the Taizhen Sect, and is currently the number one master of the Taizhen Sect, Zhu Qiyu."
"His dirty move not only seriously injured me, but also planted hidden dangers in my body and soul. As a result, I have been unable to heal the injury, let alone the mystery of the divine transformation stage. Alas
···”
Yunyang asked doubtfully: "Isn't there a lot of self-healing techniques in the Blood God's Dharma? Why?"
The old man in blood-clothed clothes smiled bitterly and said, "This injury can be cured, but it requires a lot of fairy grass that cannot be found in this world as an aid. I have tried my best for hundreds of years and still can't get it together."
Yunyang comforted him and said, "It's okay, master. Maybe it won't take long for you to gather these elixirs."
The old man in blood-clothed clothes shook his head and said: "We can't wait any longer. I know my own situation as a teacher. Now I just want to destroy a few lower-line sects of Taizhen Sect to relieve the hatred of the sneak attack. By the way, I can also help you refine a blood exquisite product."
, your qualifications in the "Blood God Dafa" are higher than that of being a teacher, and the hope of being a teacher rests on you, so you have to work hard." After saying that, he stretched out his big dry hand and put a kind hand on Yunyang's head.
Touched it.
Yunyang was about to open his mouth to agree, but suddenly felt that the old man's face turned gloomy, and he choked on his words.
After the old man in blood-clothed clothes was startled, he quickly rolled up Yunyang and turned it into a stream of blood light and shot towards the Taizhen Gate——
After a while, the two came to the devastated Taizhen Gate.
"I'm too late, God won't help me," the old man in blood-clothed lamented helplessly, then turned over his hand and took out a small red cauldron, injected a little mana into it, and then threw it toward the gloomy sky.
I saw the small cauldron growing in the air in the wind. After a while, it turned into a size of several feet.
Immediately afterwards, wisps of blood flashed from the cauldron, sweeping up all the broken limbs and broken arms on the ground, and flying towards the blood cauldron...
Half an hour later, all the broken limbs and broken arms on Lingyun Mountain, as well as the traces of blood and faint yin energy in the air, were all washed away by the blood cauldron.
"Master, my disciple has some issues with the Yuling Sect. I wonder if the master can help his disciple to kill all the Yuling Sect. This way, we can collect enough blood essence to refine the Blood Linglong."
The old man in blood-clothed clothes was startled for a moment, then said cheerfully, "Okay, I'll do as you say."
If Baili Bing knew that her moment of soft-heartedness actually created an immortal demon, I wonder what she would think.