Fang Xuanzong recognized it at a glance and his expression darkened.
The art of blood escape consumes a lot of blood and essence throughout the body, but it can greatly increase the user's speed in a short period of time, and is usually used to escape.
"Damn it, let him escape."
This battle ended with the disciples of the Heavenly Serpent Immortal Sect escaping to death. Although he felt regretful, Fang Xuanzong could only accept the fact.
"Boy, how are you? Are you injured?"
At this time, Luo Jingtian and Xianhe flew over with worried expressions on their faces.
"I'm fine."
Fang Xuanzong shook his head.
The disciples of the Heavenly Snake Immortal Sect are more powerful than they expected. In this battle, Xianhe, Luo Jingtian and another disciple of the Heavenly Snake Immortal Sect suffered more serious injuries than themselves.
Especially for Luo Jingtian, not only was his mental energy exhausted, but his internal energy was also severely depleted, leaving many wounds on his body.
"I'll help you restore your internal strength first."
Fang Xuanzong spoke, slapping his hands on Luo Jingtian and Xianhe respectively, and the billowing immortal power was injected into their bodies to replenish their consumption in the battle.
He has a Taoist script that can energy rules in his body. Even if he does nothing, the speed of gathering energy is more than ten times that of others. Sometimes, the energy consumed in battle is not even as much as what he absorbs.
To a certain extent, possessing the Dao Divine Inscriptions, Fang Xuanzong is equivalent to possessing endless energy.
Soon, with the help of Fang Xuanzong, Luo Jingtian and Xianhe's originally consumed internal energy was quickly replenished and returned to their peak state.
However, Luo Jingtian's mental power was still empty, and even Fang Xuanzong couldn't do anything about it.
——Even Fang Xuanzong's mental power was also greatly consumed due to the release of two energy resonances and the use of the energy rules of the Dao Divine Inscriptions, which cannot be replenished by the Dao Divine Inscriptions.
"Boy, what should we do with those three people?"
After adjusting his breath, Xianhe spoke first, pointing at the three Zhenyuan monsters on the side, with a fierce look in his eyes:
"Should we kill them?"
With one sentence, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
Before, everyone was busy fighting and adjusting their breath, and had no time to pay attention to them. Now that everything has settled, it is time to settle accounts after the fall.
On the opposite side, the three Zhenyuan monsters also turned pale and felt nervous.
This situation of eyeliner was something they had never thought of before.
"Do you have anything else to say?"
Fang Xuanzong looked at the three Zhenyuan monsters and said calmly.
"This is all our fault. For the sake of being in the same family, please let us go and give us a way out. We will never dare to do it again in the future."
Yaksha begged, his voice extremely weak.
"Some things cannot be forgiven."
Fang Xuanzong's eyes were cold, and the energy sword shot out, directly penetrating the hearts of the three of them.
The three people lost their breath and soon fell from the air. Their bodies fell into the South China Sea and disappeared without a trace.
"I guessed wrong again. I thought you would let them go."
At this time, Luo Jingtian came forward and said calmly.
"Do you think I should let them go?"
Fang Xuanzong asked rhetorically.
Fang Xuanzong has always felt pity for the three monsters of Zhenyuan.
They are selfish, cold-blooded, and will betray their companions without hesitation for a chance of survival. In Fang Xuanzong's heart, these three people are like a microcosm of all living beings in the immortal world - if they don't serve themselves, they will be destroyed by heaven and earth!
Fang Xuanzong could understand their withdrawn character and weird behavior, and also understood that they left without looking back after being rescued, but... being ungrateful and betraying their fellow disciples touched Fang Xuanzong's bottom line.
Although he is not bloodthirsty, he is by no means a great saint.
Kill if you must!
"No, I'm worried that you will let them go."
Luo Jingtian smiled.
Fang Xuanzong is just and principled, but also decisive in killing. Only such Fang Xuanzong is more worthy of his friendship and following Luo Jingtian.
"Boy, look, what is this?"
At this time, the crane's voice sounded again, and following the sound, the crane was seen taking out a gray bag from the disciple of the Heavenly Snake Immortal Sect who was killed by Fang Xuanzong on the island land.
The bag was only three inches in size, embroidered with a soaring snake pattern, and exuded a touch of regular power, which was obviously different from ordinary cloth bags.
"This is the Qiankun bag."
Fang Xuanzong's eyes lit up and he recognized it at a glance.
The Qiankun bag is a bag used by immortals to store items. Although the outside of the bag is small, it actually contains the Qiankun bag. Generally, immortals will put their belongings and treasures into it and store it.
The Qiankun Bag stores the life savings of an immortal, which is very precious. When immortal disciples kill people to grab treasures, they often rob the Qiankun Bag.
Now that the disciple of the Heavenly Snake Immortal Sect is dead, his Qiankun Bag will naturally be advantageous to Fang Xuanzong.
"Look what's inside."
Soon, Fang Xuanzong took the Qiankun bag, easily broke through the restrictions on the Qiankun bag, and began to rummage:
"500 Immortal Crystals..."
"36 Linghuo inner elixirs..."
"Three red blood elixirs..."
"Two soul-returning elixirs..."
"A copy of "The Art of Binding the Dragon by the Heavenly Serpent"..."
Fang Xuanzong held the Qiankun Bag in his left hand, and took things out one by one with his right hand. As more and more things came in, the eyes of Fang Xuanzong and others became brighter and brighter.
Get rich!
500 fairy crystals and 36 Linghuang inner elixirs. This wealth alone is definitely worth the trip.
Not to mention the red-blood elixir that can heal injuries, and the rejuvenation elixir that can quickly restore mental strength. These things are expensive, and the value is probably far more than 500 fairy crystals.
"Be a good boy, now I'm rich!"
The crane's eyes widened and he said:
"I finally understand why you immortals like to kill people and seize treasures. The rewards are so generous. Killing an individual is much more cost-effective than killing the Linghu King."
"..."
Fang Xuanzong was also in a trance. This was also the first time he took out someone else's Qiankun bag. The flickering golden light made his heart flutter.
"I didn't expect that there is even a spirit-returning elixir. Brother Fang, this is an elixir that can quickly restore mental strength."
Luo Jingtian was relatively calm, but when he saw the two emerald green elixirs, his eyes were straightened and it was difficult to look away.
He has just been promoted to a fairy. If he can obtain a soul-returning elixir, it can quickly help him stabilize his realm and greatly improve his mental power.
"Brother Luo, take it."
Seeing this, Fang Xuanzong smiled slightly, without knowing what he was thinking, and directly threw a spirit-returning elixir.
"Thank you."
Luo Jingtian didn't hesitate, caught the spirit-returning elixir, swallowed it immediately, sat cross-legged on the ground, and started practicing on the spot.
Fang Xuanzong was not idle either. He also swallowed the remaining spirit-returning elixir to restore the mental energy he had consumed in the previous battle.
The Spirit-Returning Immortal Pill is ice-cold and melts in the mouth, but it does not directly enter the viscera and Dantian, but turns into mist, rises up, and enters the sea of consciousness in Fang Xuanzong's brain.
As soon as the cold mist entered, Fang Xuanzong's mental strength, which had been exhausted and seemed weak, suddenly became active and agile, like a spring breeze, and the dew found after a long drought, directly wrapped in the cold mist, sucked crazily, quickly recovered and grew stronger
.
In a short period of time, Fang Xuanzong's mental strength returned to its original state. He felt refreshed and his body seemed much lighter.
Not only that, when the cold mist was completely absorbed, Fang Xuanzong found that his mental power was nearly one-tenth stronger than before. Faintly, he even felt that he had touched the threshold of the fairy realm again.
This is the effect of the spirit-returning elixir.
"What a good baby."
Fang Xuanzong was also filled with admiration.
Now, he has returned to his peak condition, even beyond it. Even if there is another fierce battle, it will not be a problem.
On the side, Luo Jingtian is still in a state of cultivation, and his aura continues to rise, obviously he has also benefited a lot.
Fang Xuanzong didn't bother, so he took out the book "The Art of Binding the Dragon by the Heavenly Snake" and started to open it.
He had previously fought against the disciples of the Heavenly Snake Immortal Sect, and this technique left a deep impression on him. It could transform into a black snake in the seven-headed fairy realm, and it could also significantly weaken the attacks received. It was very powerful.
If he can learn this trick, his strength will definitely rise to a higher level.
I don't know how long it took, but when Fang Xuanzong put down his skills, he realized that Luo Jingtian and Xianhe had been waiting for a long time.
"You brat, you've finally finished reading. We've been waiting for you for half an hour."
Xianhe couldn't help but complain.
Fang Xuanzong realized that time had passed and couldn't help but smile awkwardly, but then he turned his eyes and his eyes lit up when he saw Luo Jingtian.
"Brother Luo, you seem to be making progress again."
Fang Xuanzong said with surprise on his face.
"Well, thanks to your spirit-returning elixir, my mental power has not only returned to its original state, but has also improved even more. I have completely stabilized the primary level of the fairy realm."
Luo Jingtian also said happily.
He was promoted to the fairy realm through the method of dual cultivation, and his foundation is weaker than that of ordinary fairy realm masters.
Under normal circumstances, it would take him at least five or six days to completely stabilize his state, but with the help of this soul-returning elixir, he did it in one fell swoop and successfully stabilized his state.
"Brother Luo, congratulations."
Fang Xuanzong was also sincerely happy.
When things happened here, Fang Xuanzong and others quickly left here without any further hesitation.
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At the same time, in the northwest, seventy or eighty miles away from this island, there was a giant black island.
The huge black rocks on the island are rugged and strangely shaped, without any vegetation. They look desolate and weird.
And if you look carefully, you will find that those black rocks are moving slowly and continuously as if they are alive. On some rocks, a pair of dark yellow vertical pupils actually opened directly.
It was a huge rock snake.
The rock snake is a kind of snake raised by the Celestial Snake Immortal Sect. It is huge in size and has a skin as rough as rock and indestructible, hence its name.
There are countless rock snakes like this on this dead island.
"call out!"
Over the island, a bloody rainbow suddenly stopped, and gurgling blood continued to seep out from the pores of the man's body. He looked like a bloody man - it was the disciple of the Heavenly Snake Immortal Sect who had used the blood escape technique to escape.
"Asshole, I will never let you go!"
That day, Fang Xuanzong's face flashed in the minds of the disciples of the Snake Immortal Sect, and his expression suddenly became extremely vicious.
After debuting for so long, this was the first time that he was in such a mess. His companions were killed, and he was even forced to use the blood escape technique and almost died there. This was simply a shame and a great humiliation.
Phew, as soon as the wind blew, the Heavenly Serpent Immortal Sect disciple immediately fell onto a rock on the black island below.
As soon as he landed, there was a rumble and the earth shook. Thousands of densely packed "black rocks" moved one after another and surrounded him instantly. A pair of dark yellow vertical pupils opened, cold and dangerous.
And the aura revealed by every pair of eyes here is bloodthirsty and cold, extremely powerful, and not inferior to this disciple in the slightest.
"Elder brother, it's me!"
That day, the disciples of the Snake Immortal Sect were trembling all over and shouted quickly. At the same time, they burst out wildly with the aura of the disciples of the Heavenly Snake Immortal Sect in their bodies to show their identity so as not to be buried in Shekou.
Sure enough, after sensing his breath, the "black rocks" that were slowly approaching stopped, but their cold and dangerous eyes still fell on the disciple, waiting silently.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the silence all around was terrifying, but the disciple of the Heavenly Snake Immortal Sect did not dare to complain at all, his head was lowered, and his expression was extremely humble.
Only he knows what kind of terrifying existence he will face next.
I don’t know how long it took, but a majestic and deep voice finally sounded over the entire island:
"Didn't I say that if there's nothing particularly urgent, you're not allowed to come here to disturb me? Do you not understand me, or are you just impatient?"
