Sirius landed in the mountains, picked up Zhou Wenting, rose into the sky, and flew away into the distance.
The light pillar on the Tianling Cap was already very dim, and although the infant essence in the body gradually decreased, it was still surging like a tide.
Everyone in the sky saw the dimmed beam of light from a distance, and they all tried to avoid it. Sirius just left calmly, and no one dared to stop him!
Not long after, some more monks arrived here, including some who were in the middle stage of forming the pill, and even some who were in the late stage of forming the pill.
They did not see the fierce battle they imagined, and everyone who came was surprised. A monk in the middle stage of pill formation stood in the center of the original battlefield and asked:
"Where are the people? Didn't they say that a boy swallowed Fengyang's Nascent Soul? Where are they?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a monk who looked like a middle-aged scribe frowned slightly and whispered: "There are fluctuations left by the self-destruction of the golden elixir here. Could it be that he self-destructed? What about the Nascent Soul?"
"There are so many people, but they can't keep a kid who is in the early stage of pill formation. What a bunch of trash!" A short, fat old man who was in the late stage of pill formation couldn't help but spat.
Their voices slowly dissipated, but there was still silence in the air, and no one responded to them.
Everyone who had seen the scene just now looked at the new arrivals with a strange look, with a touch of ridicule in their eyes.
Such gazes made several people feel unnatural, but no one responded to them. Everyone was silent and left one after another, leaving only these few people standing in the air, not knowing why.
Zhou Wenting was grabbed by Sirius and flew far away, but she was extremely shocked in her heart. The figure of Sirius clashing with hundreds of monks and wielding a knife to kill people was deeply imprinted in her mind.
But when she faced Sirius directly, she felt no fear. Her eyes widened and she asked in a voice: "How come my master's Nascent Soul is on you? You, what did you do to her!!!"
Sirius' expression was indifferent, he only focused on flying and did not answer. Looking at Sirius' indifferent face, Zhou Wenting's expression gradually stiffened.
After the anger passed, she finally realized that she had handed over her soul seed, and her life and death depended on the other person's thoughts. She really had no right to question the other person.
Sirius glanced at her indifferently and said coldly: "Your master is not dead, I will take you to see her."
"Yes!" Zhou Wenting was in a low mood and responded softly. Although Tianlang said this, she clearly saw the shadow of Fengyang's Nascent Soul appearing above Tianlang's head, and she had already concluded that Tianlang had swallowed Fengyang.
Nascent Soul, saying this is just perfunctory.
When Sirius heard the tone of Zhou Wenting's answer, he already knew what she was thinking. He frowned slightly, but without explaining, he flew Zhou Wenting more than a thousand miles away and landed next to a lake.
After falling down, Sirius sat down directly cross-legged and began to adjust his inner breath.
Zhou Wenting did not dare to disturb him and stood quietly aside, watching Sirius adjust his breathing quietly.
At this time, Sirius' clothes were stained with blood, and even his hair and face were stained with blood, making him look cold and strong. Seeing Sirius meditating, Zhou Wenting's eyes gradually changed.
"This is the man in front of me who swallowed Master's Nascent Soul." Thinking of Master's love and care since childhood, spiritual power slowly gathered in Zhou Wenting's right hand, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.
At this moment, Sirius, who was meditating, suddenly let out a cold snort. Zhou Wenting was immediately shaken and broke into a cold sweat.
Looking at Sirius's stern back, Zhou Wenting felt miserable in her heart and secretly mocked:
"In front of the man in front of me, I am like a child. I am afraid that I will become a corpse before I can take any action. Revenge is just a joke."
Looking at Sirius's stern and upright figure, Zhou Wenting's eyes flashed with complex expressions. Everything just happened was so unreal. Sirius's attacking figure was like a god or a devil.
If he had not seen it with his own eyes, Zhou Wenting would have never believed that he could have such strength just after forming a pill.
But why is his eyes always so cold? What kind of man is he?
Sirius didn't know what Zhou Wenting was thinking. After giving a warning, he completely immersed himself in the conditioning of his body.
At this time, the Ying Yuan surging in his body had gradually calmed down and was slowly running along the meridians of Sirius.
This is the essence of spiritual power in the Nascent Soul stage. Although most of it was consumed when the surge broke out, the remaining amount is still very considerable, and Sirius is not willing to waste it.
Guide these Ying Yuan in the body to run over and over along the path of Xuan Xing Immortal Art, gradually purifying the breath of Fengyang Patriarch on the Ying Yuan, returning it to pure spiritual power, and then refining it.
Refined into the dantian, into the brilliant golden elixir that has just been formed.
At the same time, within the strange space of Qingdan Peak, streams of milky white air emerged from the void around Fengyang Yuanying and were inhaled by Yuanying.
Nourished by countless life essences, Fengyang's Nascent Soul's face showed an unusually comfortable expression, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he murmured:
"I didn't expect this kid to be quite capable of killing. He has so much life essence, which is great."
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Sirius finished absorbing the infant essence and slowly opened his eyes. The amount of infant essence remaining in his body was very considerable.
Tian Lang's initial estimate is that if he absorbs all ten bursts, he may be able to directly reach the middle stage of pill formation.
However, there was no trace of joy on Sirius's face. Instead, his face was gloomy and his eyes flickered with coldness.
After tonight's explosion, he already understood the principle of this seal in his body.
The Ying Yuan erupts every three days. Fengyang uses tricks to make others mistakenly think that she has swallowed her Yuan Ying, and uses the Yuan Ying as a lure to seduce the monks to hunt her down.
On the other hand, the Ying Yuan in his body is rioting, coupled with the murderous intention, he will naturally transform into a murderous demon and massacre those who are chasing him. This is the plan of Fengyang's ancestor.
"That's a good idea. It's just that when the Ying Yuan explodes, I have the cultivation level of the middle or even late stage of pill formation, but what about after the explosion?"
Sirius's eyes flashed with coldness, and he murmured to himself: "If I am killed, what use will this seal have?"
Turning over his hand, he took out the pure bottle given to him by Fengyang. Looking at the faint brilliance shining on it, Tianlang sneered, with a cold murderous intent revealed in his eyes.
Seeing the purifying bottle in Tianlang's hand, Zhou Wenting immediately exclaimed and lost her voice: "Master's fat jade purifying bottle, how come it is in your hand?"
Sirius glanced at her and said calmly: "Your master asked me to help her with something. She lent me this. I will take you to see her in a month."
After listening to Tianlang's words, Zhou Wenting's face gradually turned pale, and tears gradually filled her eyes. After a long time, she bit her lips and whispered:
"You, you swallowed my master's Nascent Soul, right? After a month, I'm afraid you will be able to completely refine it."
Zhou Wenting whispered, her expression indescribably miserable.
Sirius glanced at Zhou Wenting coldly and said calmly: "I don't need to explain to you. Anyway, I will let you see her in a month."
After saying that, Sirius looked at Zhou Wenting carefully again, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and turned away, no longer paying attention to Zhou Wenting.
Looking at Tianlang's back, Zhou Wenting's desolate expression gradually flashed with a hint of joy:
Yes, he even gave his soul seed to him, so why did he need to deceive himself? He said that the master was still alive, and maybe he would really have a chance to see the master.
Thinking of this, Zhou Wenting suddenly felt happy. Looking at Sirius's stern back, her heart was complicated and indescribable.
Sirius ignored Zhou Wenting's psychological changes, looked at the calm lake in front of him, and quietly thought about the next strategy: "How should I spend this month?"
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Overnight, rumors that the Heavenly Wolf devoured Fengyang Patriarch Nascent Soul, unleashed its power and slaughtered hundreds of monks, crazily swept the entire Qimeng Mountains.
Whether it is the Godfall Alliance or the Qimeng Alliance, every monk knows that there is a peerless killing god hidden in this mountain range, and he carries a Nascent Soul that has not yet been absorbed.
This Nascent Soul was like a piece of sweet bait, attracting countless blazing eyes, and many monks had the idea of Sirius.
Although the monks present that day all tried their best to describe the terrifying nature of the Sirius and advised their fellow disciples not to pursue the idea of killing the god, the vast majority of the monks still disagreed, thinking that they had exaggerated the terror of the Sirius.
There was a wave of pursuit of the Sirius in the Qimeng Mountains. Many masters in the Dan Formation stage offered high-priced rewards for the location of the Sirius, but they all found nothing. It was not until three days later that the Sirius appeared again.
This time, also at night, a bright beam of light shot straight into the sky, attracting a large number of monks. Many foundation-building disciples heard about the tragedy of that night and did not dare to move forward. They only watched from the distance, but they were still not spared.
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All the Shenyun monks who appeared within a hundred miles of the place where Sirius appeared were killed, but strangely, Sirius did not take action against Brother Qimeng.
When a large number of cultivators arrived, only the faint smell of blood and the dazed Qi Meng disciples were left in the air.
With their horrified eyes and awe-inspiring words, those disciples outlined a god-like, devil-like, invincible murderous demon king.
Since then, the monks' understanding of Sirius has deepened. At the first time, some monks thought it was the survivors who described Sirius as too powerful for their own sake.
But after the same thing happened for the second time, quite a few monks were already deeply afraid of Sirius.
And when the same thing happened for the third time three days later, no one doubted the power of Sirius anymore. Except for some old monsters in the late stage of pill formation who still had a strong interest in Sirius, everyone else avoided him.
Less than.
The people in the Godfall Alliance were particularly frightened, because when Sirius appeared for the second and third time, he only killed people from the Godfall Alliance. It was obvious that Sirius belonged to the Qimeng Alliance.
The appearance of such a demon-killer in the opponent's camp shocked the cultivator Shen Yun, and his morale suddenly plummeted.
The Qimeng Alliance side was very excited, and many people were speculating on which discipline Sirius was a master of.
However, no one could tell the origin of Tianlang's sect. He seemed to have suddenly appeared. As soon as he appeared, the Qimeng Mountains were stirred up into an undercurrent.