I climb the fairy ladder by farming

Chapter 73

The Jindan male cultivator swung his big hand, throwing away the shattered and cracked armor, and spat out a big mouthful of blood from his throat, mixed with pieces of internal organs, with a bah.

Staring at Jiang Fenglai in the air with fierce and vicious gaze, as if he was going to tear him up and chew him up in the next moment, and swallow him alive.

Jiang Fenglai had a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his face was as pale as paper, but his expression was as cold as usual, he looked directly at the male cultivator without any fear.

But if you look closely, you will find that his sword-like right hand is hidden behind his back, and dripping blood rolls down from the gap between his wrists, soaks his clothes, and blooms in a pool of bright blood in the moonlight.

Jindan male cultivator once again sacrificed the bloodthirsty demon vine. This time, the power of the demon vine skyrocketed, and the evil spirit trembled. Compared with the previous one, it seemed to be just a cat and mouse game.

"Sarkin!"

A sudden shout of anger stopped the male cultivator, but the charming woman who was fighting with Lin Xiaoxiao was now full of anger.

Willow brows were erected, her expression was stern, she stared at Sha Jin and asked: "You let him go!"

Sha Jin looked startled, and looked at the dusty ground, where there was no disciple Demon Cultivator, only an empty space.

His gaze was like lightning, falling far into the eastern sky, and his voice was extremely ruthless: "Zhu Zi, you dare to run away!"

The two looked at each other, their hearts connected.

Sha Jin made a sudden move, leaned forward, and slapped Jiang Fenglai's abdomen where his dantian was located. The wind of his palm passed through his body fiercely, stirring up half a foot of earth and rocks.

Immediately, his figure turned into a gust of wind, and he withdrew and chased towards the east together with the woman.

"Jiang Fenglai!"

Lin Xiaoxiao's expression was terrified, she couldn't help exclaiming, and enduring the severe pain, she flew forward to catch Jiang Fenglai who fell limply to the ground.

His thin lips parted slightly, his eyes were distracted, unstoppable blood gurgled from his mouth, the color was almost black and red, dripped over the skirt of his clothes and fell to the ground, forming a pool of blood.

Lin Xiaoxiao hurriedly took out the healing elixir and took it with him, but the blood couldn't be stopped no matter what.

She didn't care about the stinging pain coming from her dantian due to the excessive consumption of spiritual energy, she sacrificed the flying magic weapon, did not dare to delay, input the maximum spiritual energy, and hurried back to Wanxuanmen.

"Hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer..." She supported Jiang Fenglai to lie down, wiped away the blood that kept gushing from the corners of his mouth with her sleeve, and prayed incessantly.

"The younger brothers and younger sisters have all escaped. Brother and the others have gone to escort them back to the sect. We managed to save our lives. Don't die on the way."

Her voice was trembling and weak, with a hint of crying. As the proud child of heaven, she has always been proud and powerful, and never showed weakness in front of others. Even in the face of death and fall, she did not show any cowardice, but at this moment, she couldn't restrain herself. .

Jiang Fenglai moved his fingers lightly, closed his eyes calmly, panted breathlessly: "It's nothing, don't cry."

Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes were dizzy, and she hurriedly stuffed another elixir into his mouth, suppressing tears, "There are still two days, and we will be able to return to the sect after two days."

……

The strong palm wind hit Zhang Zheng's back, she flew three feet, spit out a mouthful of blood, and hit the thick tree trunk hard, breaking the tree from its roots and falling to the ground.

The jingling bells rang, like a life-threatening ghost, approaching step by step.

"Little cutie, why are you running so fast?"

Zhang Zheng raised his head covered in blood, and the whites of his eyes were blood-stained and flushed.

"Cough cough..."

Before he could open his mouth, he coughed fiercely, the cough was heart-rending, and a little bit of blood splashed on the face of the half-bent woman.

Gently twitching the soft, boneless light-white jade fingers, the blood stained the fingertips, she leaned close to the tip of her nose to sniff, half-closed her beautiful eyes, filled with surprise and intoxication.

"The Patriarch guessed right, it really is on you."

Sha Jin strode to stand beside her and looked down at the embarrassed Zhang Zheng. His palm fell on the monk who established the foundation, not to mention dying on the spot, at least half his life.

He frowned, "Your vitality is tenacious."

Then he glanced at the intoxicated woman, and said in a teasing tone: "Hurry up and do it, you have been looking forward to this day for a long time, and use it to receive merit."

The woman snorted in dissatisfaction, but her hands moved faster.

She took out a small whitening bottle, the translucent body of the bottle could faintly see the gray-black liquid swaying like water inside.

"vomit……"

Zhang Zheng avoided the woman's outstretched hand, quickly turned to one side, bowed his back in an uncomfortable arc, and vomited a large pool of blood.

The blood was mixed with black and red viscera fragments, which were very glaring. The woman waved her hand in disgust, and said angrily: "I told you to be gentle, beat it like this, what will you do when you die later? What a reckless person!" husband."

Sha Jin also knew that he was in the wrong, so he kept silent, complaining in his heart, because something went wrong with his day today, and he met two troublesome guys in a row.

Zhang Zheng vomited a lot of blood, and finally felt a little more comfortable in his body, and his vitality was running rapidly, repairing the damage inside his body.

"This sister, wait..."

The woman was still angry, and stared at Zhang Zheng's trembling hand that blocked her, but seeing that she was about to die, she said tolerantly, "What? Is there a last word?"

Zhang Zheng pulled out a gloomy smile, quite open-minded, "The demon cultivator tried to kill me time and time again, can you let me know why before I die?"

Sha Jin looked at her suspiciously, and asked in surprise, "You still don't know why we killed you?"

"Tsk, I almost became a dead ghost. I don't know why I died after I died."

The woman slowly shook the vial in her hand, stroking the cork gently like a lover, "The fragrance of life is so rich in your body, have you ever wondered where it comes from?"

Where did it come from?Zhang Zheng couldn't figure it out, wasn't it refined by her exercises?
"There is a spirit born in the virtual world, named Jingze, which is one of the ninth days of metamorphosis. If you get a leaf of it, you can regenerate and regenerate."

"You have the Jing Ze Ye we are looking for in your body."

After the words fell, before Zhang Zheng could react, her beautiful eyes froze, her right palm turned into sharp claws, and she smashed into Zhang Zheng's dantian, easily breaking a big hole in her abdomen, bloody and bloody, like a blowout.

The shrill scream was blocked in his throat, and Zhang Zheng opened his mouth wide, like a fish on the shore that was dry and lacking water. His facial features were distorted in pain, and his whole body trembled.

The woman quickly pulled out the cork of the bottle, and the gray-black liquid evaporated out, instantly converging into a huge black-smoky monster. It opened its teeth and claws and rushed towards Zhang Zheng, scrambling to get into the blood hole in his abdomen.

The breath that was no longer familiar, the severe pain that was no longer familiar, Zhang Zheng's eyes widened, he was enveloped in black smoke without any resistance, and wrapped into a huge black egg.

The woman and Sha Jin flew away as early as the moment the black smoke billowed out, avoiding a hundred miles away, watching from a distance.

(End of this chapter)