Family Cultivation: I have a skill panel

Chapter 155 Blood Pool Cultivator

Under the valley, there is an unnamed cave.

Blood pool, blood-striped cultivator.

dilapidated temple.

Meng Hanqing's shot immediately drew a response.

"Who broke into the blood hole!"

As soon as the words fell, a cloud of blood came out from between the door opening and the window of the temple, like tentacles stopping Meng Hanqing's Yujian figure.

The light-colored long dress was full of inspiration, and a soft armor was faintly revealed inside the dress, and phantoms of petals like hibiscus came out through the body, blocking the blood cloud five feet away.

Obviously her protective magic weapon.

Zhao Xiuxuan noticed a group of Qi-refining monks by the blood pool, but only glanced at Meng Hanqing, and ignored her, with a sense of indifference in his eyes.

Even with Zhao Xiuxuan's Yujian hanging above the pool of blood, there was not much change on their faces.

It's just that the blood-colored lines on the body appeared, the blood pool began to boil, and on the stone tablet behind the blood pool, strange unknown characters gradually glowed.

On Meng Hanqing's side, an old Taoist emerged from the cloud of blood.

I saw his face like a skeleton, bleeding from his ears and nose, his face was terrifying, and he looked like a dead body.

But its aura is obviously personal.

The old Taoist was wearing a ripped red robe, his hair was messed up like a bird's nest.

As soon as he appeared, he stared at Meng Hanqing and Zhao Xiuxuan with fierce eyes.

Talk like brittle ice cracked
"Where did the little devil come from, to come to me and act wild?"

Meng Hanqing frowned and said
"The remnants of the Demon Kingdom, everyone gets it and punishes it, but dare to stay here, Qingxuan Valley is here to punish you today"

"Oh! Qingxuan Valley"

When the old Taoist heard Qingxuangu's name, he was surprisingly not intimidated and said with a teasing expression on his face.

"Qingxuangu, your noses are quite sharp, but don't be too happy too early, anyway, since I'm here, let me try you two little dolls."

After finishing speaking, the blood-faced veteran put his hands together, and the blood cloud gathered in front of him, twisted and twisted, and finally transformed into three blood flood dragons.

Of course it's not a real flood dragon, the real flood dragon is a Tier [-] monster.

Although it has no power, it has its shape, with a ferocious blood mouth and cone-like horns.

"Roar!~"

The three blood dragons roared and rushed towards Meng Hanqing, trying to surround Meng Hanqing.

The woman tossed the water mysterious bead in her hand to protect her body, the water mysterious bead turned into a light curtain, allowing the blood dragon to charge wildly without being damaged.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The three blood dragons did not cause any damage.

Instead, it was the flying sword in Meng Hanqing's hand, the blue light streaked across the blood dragon's head, and a head was chopped off.

"Hey! The flying sword in your baby's hand has some background, but, do you think you can break my blood beast like this!"

The old Taoist hid, and raised his skinny palm, the severed head of the blood dragon immediately turned into a cloud of blood, and re-fused to the blood dragon.

The blood dragon seemed to be reborn, wandering around Meng Hanqing shaking its head and tail.

Meng Hanqing's expression didn't fluctuate, he pinched the magic weapon in his hand, and the flying sword quickly shuttled and pierced through the blood dragons.

Stirred by the flying sword, the three blood dragons were like loaches in a frying pan.

The old man's face sank, and he reprimanded
"Little baby, do you want to compare mana with me?"

The flying sword competed with the blood dragon, but the blood dragon was unable to break through the Water Profound Orb and hurt Meng Hanqing. Although Meng Hanqing's flying sword was sharp, it was like a stone sinking in the sea, and his attack was weakened in front of the blood dragon that could gather blood.

For a moment, neither of them could do anything to each other.

Facing the old man's question, Meng Hanqing did not answer, but continued to urge the flying sword in his hand calmly.

"Oh, I see, Jie Jie Jie, you want to wait for your companion?"

The old man smiled strangely, and he hit Meng Hanqing's mind.

That's right, although she has some means that she hasn't used yet, her plan is to hold back the old Taoist. After Zhao Xiuxuan has dealt with the other monks, it will be easy for the two of them to work together to deal with the old Taoist.

Meng Hanqing's heart twisted, and suddenly a bad feeling came to his heart.

"Whoa!"

There was a loud noise behind him.

Meng Hanqing looked back suddenly, and saw that the monks by the blood pool were full of blood, like a flame burning, and the whole cave was filled with unspeakable heat.

Above the blood pool, a huge column of blood rose from the ground, forming a mushroom and spreading in the cave.

The sound just now was the sound of blood rushing into a column of blood.

"Hahahaha"

The wanton laughter of the old Taoist sounded in the cave, and he looked at Zhao Xiuxuan who seemed a little at a loss in front of the blood column with disdainful eyes.

Say
"Little baby who is overconfident, just because you two dare to break into the blood hole, thinking that if you hold me back, you can fight two against one. It's ridiculous. You have to be careful in this blood hole, it's not me."

Before the words were finished, cultivator Xuechi looked frenzied and moved in unison, pointing at Zhao Xiuxuan.

A huge spiritual pressure erupted from the blood column, splitting into a rain of blood and pouring towards Zhao Xiuxuan.

Meng Hanqing's face was startled, and he wanted to return for help, but he was firmly restrained by the three-headed blood dragon. The means to break through the siege still needed time to accumulate strength, and it was too late to save people.

"!!!"

Seeing the overwhelming blood rain like arrows, Zhao Xiuxuan was about to be beaten to pieces.

Such a large-scale attack, the cave is narrow, there is no place to hide.

However, Zhao Xiuxuan had no intention of avoiding it at all, so he waved his sword.

Sword Qi Qinglian!

Unparalleled sword energy soared into the sky, and the sword lotus bloomed, as if holding up a huge umbrella.

No matter how dense the blood rain is, it cannot be denser than the sword energy bursting out from the slowly turning sword energy Qinglian.

Sword energy and blood rain gradually offset.

This is not over yet, Jianqi Qinglian rushed through the rain curtain, stirring the blood column into a cloud of blood mist.

"!!"

The old Taoist who hadn't had time to be happy saw this scene, his face changed, and his expression became solemn.

And all the calm blood cultivators also began to frown.

Meng Hanqing breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that my elder brother still has some skills."

If it was her who had been in the bloody rain just now, she could only rely on the Water Profound Pearl to fight back, and there was no other way to fight back.

"Huh? The fourth floor of foundation building!?"

Zhao Xiuxuan exposed his cultivation in the blow just now, which shocked Meng Hanqing a little
"Brother, what kind of talent is it? In the world of cultivating immortals like Nanshan County, where the aura is thin, you can cultivate to the fourth level of foundation building so quickly. The foundation building is already terrible, but it is still in the middle stage of foundation building."

Now, Meng Hanqing couldn't believe it.

Because she knows very well what a thin world of cultivating immortals means to monks.

That is the difficulty of building a foundation for a cultivator in Qingxuan Valley every time he rises to a small realm.

Leaving aside Zhao Xiuxuan's realm, just this sword practice method is impressive.

Just this move changed Meng Hanqing's view of Zhao Xiuxuan.

On Zhao Xiuxuan's side, he didn't even take the Qi Gathering Pill, he just relied on the addition of Twin Sword Intents and the skill optimization of his own sword arts.

In terms of aura fluctuations, the attack of the blood pool cultivator is comparable to the attack of the late foundation establishment period. In addition, it has a wide range and intensive attacks. Even the late foundation establishment monks are difficult to resist this attack.

The endless blood arrows will hurt you when touched, and the blind defense will only be broken.

This is also the reason why Zhao Xiuxuan decisively broke the law with the law.

Taking offense as defense is the best policy.

The premise is that there must be such a powerful sword energy as him that is also endless.

Zhao Xiuxuan was very puzzled that a few monks in the late stage of Qi refining could combine together to create a blow comparable to the late stage of foundation establishment.

The blood column was turned into a blood mist by the sword qi Qinglian, but it quickly gathered again.

The monks in the blood pool slapped their heads suddenly, and after a sound like beating a drum, the blood streaks on the heads of these monks were full of blood, and black blood even flowed out of their mouths, ears and nose.

These people took a mouthful of their own blood, and suddenly spit it into the blood pool, which caused a burst of boiling in the blood pool.

In the blink of an eye, each of the monks in the blood pool gave a different finger.

As the spell changes, the blood column seems to change slightly.

How could Zhao Xiuxuan let them play.

With one palm, five fireballs were born out of thin air and smashed towards the cultivator in the blood pool.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion sounded in the cave, and the whole cave didn't tremble at all.

Zhao Xiuxuan keenly sensed that a strange bloody light flashed across the stone tablet beside the blood pool, and then an inexplicable force stabilized the cave.

This stele is not simple.

Zhao Xiuxuan thought for a while, then looked at the field, the rich blood energy turned into a shield covering the sky above the blood pool cultivator, blocking the explosion of the fireball.

It also comes from the defense of the blood pool.

The blood in this blood pool can not only kill the enemy, but also defend, flexible and changeable.

But Zhao Xiuxuan also felt that after the attack of Sword Qi Qinglian and Fireball Technique, the blood in the blood pool was consumed by a few percent.

Explain that the blood water in this blood pool is a consumable.

I don't know what will happen after it is used up.

Brother Xuechi obviously also noticed this problem, and his face became a little anxious.

Looking at each other, the movements in their hands quickened.

The blood column turned into a huge blood sword in an instant.

"boom!"

The huge blood sword had just taken shape, and it slashed at Zhao Xiuxuan.

Zhao Xiuxuan's eyes did not change at all.

He raised his hand and once again struck the sword, sword to sword, Zhao Xiuxuan had never been afraid.

The Blood Sword and Sword Qi Qinglian continued to contend. This time, the Blood Sword nearly collapsed, but new blood poured into the Blood Pool, and the Blood Sword returned to its integrity.

The sword energy was raging, and the blood in the blood pool was slowly disappearing.

However, Zhao Xiuxuan's sword energy was also weakening.

Seeing that Zhao Xiuxuan blocked the huge blood sword again with the same trick, all the monks in the blood pool were shocked. Compared with the blood rain trick just now, although the range of this sword is smaller, the attack power has increased several times.

"how come!"

The old Taoist who was still coming and going with Meng Hanqing couldn't help but look surprised. Obviously, he also knew how powerful the blood-striking sword technique teamed up with the blood pool cultivator was.

Zhao Xiuxuan didn't care about their faces, he was also the one who killed the foundation builder with a single sword, how could he be suppressed by a group of Qi refining monks.

After hesitating for a while, he didn't choose to swallow the Qi Gathering Pill, but slapped the storage bag and squeezed out two talismans.

"Hidden Sword Talisman"

The second-tier high-grade, once appeared in the auction of Dushafang. However, the talisman in Zhao Xiuxuan's hand came from the monk surnamed Qian who was killed.

"go with!"

This is the first time he has used the Hidden Sword Talisman, and he has no chance to use it anyway, so he might as well try his power here.

Two terrifying sword qi erupted from the talisman and shot directly at the cultivator controlling the blood pool.

The sword energy of the Hidden Sword Talisman is not much different from that of Zhao Xiuxuan's sword energy.

Not bad, worth using, much better than fireball without bonus.

The shield transformed by the blood was pierced directly under the two hidden sword symbols.

"Shh!"

The two blood pool cultivators were smashed to pieces by the sword energy, but their limbs and blood merged with the blood in the blood pool strangely.

This time, the monks in the blood pool were no longer calm, but flustered.

Zhao Xiuxuan didn't give them a chance to regret it, and while maintaining his sword energy against the bloody sword above his head, he took out a few more hidden sword talismans.

"Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!"

The four sword qi took away three blood pool monks, and one escaped by chance.

The blood sword exploded, turning into a blood mist and entering the pool of blood.

"!!!"

The old man was dumbfounded.

A second-tier high-grade talisman, one piece is worth more than 500 spirit stones, and someone threw five or six pieces in a row like this.

Of the seven blood pool monks, there were only two left. They looked at each other, their eyes were flustered first, then calm, and finally, fanaticism suddenly appeared on their faces.

In the next second, the two made a shocking movement.

Suddenly, he slapped himself on the head, and in an instant, two streams of blood spit out from their mouths.

The two pinched a strange spell with both hands, and the blood pool boiled like boiling water, and then the blood water transformed into a huge bloody hand again.

The moment the bloody hands condensed, the air was suddenly filled with a stench, and a chill rose from the soles of Zhao Xiuxuan's feet.

"Blood Demon Hand! The blood servants are willing to sacrifice their own blood to the Blood Demon Hand. No way, the holy blood that has been refined in this blood hole for so long will be gone. However, if you can help me get rid of a person, The blood servant's sacrifice is not in vain"

Seeing the appearance of the bloody hand, the old Taoist felt a little regretful, but he was confident that Zhao Xiuxuan would definitely die under the bloody hand.

First the blood rain, then the blood sword, then the blood hand

If Blood Rain is considered a top-tier second-tier spell, then Blood Sword is even better, comparable to a second-tier top-tier spell. However, the bloody hand in front of him is stronger than Blood Sword no matter in terms of aura fluctuations or power. The volatility is even comparable to that of a Golden Core cultivator.

Zhao Xiuxuan absolutely did not believe that the remaining two late-stage Qi refining monks could use such a powerful technique.

The root of everything may be the blood pool and the stone tablet next to it.

There was no time to think about it.

The bloody hands were like thunder, and they grabbed Zhao Xiuxuan, and the stench was disgusting wherever they passed.

Zhao Xiuxuan slapped the storage bag, and made the Cuiyun boat move around in the cave. At the same time, green locust stones flew out of the storage bag, forming a large formation buzzing overhead.

"Green Locust Sword Formation!"

Once the sword formation was complete, Zhao Xiuxuan made a tactic, countless sword aura above his head hit the bloody hand like a locust, and the bloody hand couldn't feel the pain, but the sword aura like rain hitting plantains slowed down the bloody hand's grasping attack speed.

The bloody hand is much more flexible than the bloody sword. Without the obstruction of the green locust sword array, it will take more effort to escape his grasp.

Zhao Xiuxuan relied on the upgraded imperial object technique and affixed a spirit-increasing talisman on the Cuiyun boat, perfectly avoiding the bloody hand's grasp every time.

The bloody hand failed again and again, and it seemed to be spiritually berserk gradually, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

On Zhao Xiuxuan's side, he had already swallowed a Qi Gathering Pill while dodging.

Coincidentally, the bloody hand also grabbed Zhao Xiuxuan head-on at this time.

"Humph!"

Zhao Xiuxuan snorted coldly, the effect of Qi Gathering Pill had already taken effect.

Twin Sword Intent, Qi Gathering Pill.

With his right hand slightly bent, Zhao Xiuxuan thrust out a sword suddenly.

A wind blew up from the ground in the cave, and a bright sword energy stabbed towards the huge bloody hand with five fingers spread wide.

Ten-style sword formula, stab.

"boom!"

A big hole appeared in the palm of the bloody hand, which was the power of Zhao Xiuxuan's sword, the bloody hand pierced through directly, and then, the sword energy erupted in the big hole for the second time.

"collapse!"

The bloody hand exploded and turned into nothing.

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