Mixed Cultivation Records

Chapter [-] Chaos War [[-]] Blood Demon and Blood Delicate

"Master, what are we doing here at Taizhen Sect?" A weak voice broke the terrifyingly quiet night sky in Ling Yunfeng.

A pair of young and old in blood-red robes stood quietly at the source of the sound.

The old man in red looked like he was going to die, as if he was going to die soon, but the cold light flashed in his eyes from time to time made people shudder.

Standing next to the old man was a fairly handsome young man, but the slightly curving and humble image made people feel a little regretful, and the sternness on his face made people feel a little chilly. If Li Yi saw this person at this time, he would definitely able to recognize him.

This person is No. 3 in the military selection of Yulingzong, who was almost beheaded to kill Yunyang because he provoked Li Yi.

The blood-clothed old man gave Yunyang a loving look, and explained: "I have two important things to do when I bring you here, one is to take revenge, and the other is to refine a treasure for you."

Yunyang was puzzled and said, "Revenge? Lianbao? Didn't the master say that the Taizhen Sect has enmity with you?"

The blood-clothed old man replied: "I have no enmity with Taizhen Sect, but I do have enmity with their boss, Taizhen Sect. That was 500 years ago, cough, cough."

"Master, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, I won't die for a while."

"Master|..."

The blood-clothed old man waved his hand, and continued: "At that time, my "Blood God Dafa" had already achieved a little success, and my cultivation base had also skyrocketed to the late Yuanying stage. Think about it, people who are considered useless by others can do it in the future." How unbelievable it would be to advance to the late Nascent Soul in five or six hundred years." While speaking, his eyes lit up, and he felt a little depressed.

"Besides, at that time, my teacher had already refined the most miraculous magic weapon in "Blood God Dafa"-Xue Linglong to be extremely sharp. With this treasure in hand, even four or five late-stage Nascent Soul masters can't do anything to me. Uh, don't stop, let's talk as we walk." As he spoke, he took Yunyang's hand and walked slowly towards the Taizhen Gate, Yunyang was held back by the blood-clothed old monster, and couldn't help shivering, but his face was Did not show any abnormality.

"At that time, I was full of ambition, and I didn't want to fly to the sub-immortal world early, so I wanted to show my prestige in this cultivation world first. On the one hand, I collected some practitioners' blood essence and flesh body to continue refining and enhancing the power of Xue Linglong, so that in the future Even in the Immortal Realm, I have the power to protect myself, but I made a fatal mistake as a teacher."

Yunyang was puzzled and said, "What's wrong?"

"You should know by now that there are still masters of the transformation stage in this world, right?"

The blood-clothed old man continued without waiting for Yunyang's answer: "At the time, as a teacher, I really didn't know about this, and I thought that the late Yuanying was the strongest existence in the cultivation world, hey..."

"Then master, have you met a master of the transformation stage?" Yunyang asked weakly.

The blood-clothed old man nodded and said: "Yes, at that time I was slaughtering a small sect to collect their flesh and blood, but I was secretly attacked by someone, if it wasn't for Xue Linglong's power to reach the sky, I'm afraid I would have lost my mind at that time gone."

"It wasn't until later that I realized that the person who attacked me turned out to be a master of the transformation stage, and the magic weapon in his hand looked very sharp, like the legendary Nine Heavens Soldier."

Yun Yang asked curiously, "Could it be that this cultivator in the Transformation Stage is a member of the Taizhen Sect?"

The old man in blood said bitterly: "He is not only a member of the Taizhen Sect, but also the leader of the Taizhen Sect, Zhu Qiyu, who is now the number one master of the Taizhen Sect."

"His insidious trick not only severely injured me, but also planted hidden dangers in my body and soul, which made me unable to heal the injury, let alone pry into the mysteries of the transformation stage, alas ···”

Yun Yang asked suspiciously, "Aren't there many self-healing techniques in the Blood God Dafa? Why?"

The blood-clothed old man smiled wryly; "This injury can be cured, but it needs a lot of fairy grasses that can't be found in this world as assistance. I have exhausted hundreds of years and still can't get them together."

Yunyang said with relief: "It's okay, master, maybe you can gather these elixirs in a short time."

The blood-clothed old man shook his head and said: "Don't wait any longer. As a teacher, I know my own situation. Now I just want to destroy a few downline sects of the Taizhen Sect, so as to relieve the hatred of the sneak attack back then. By the way, I will also help you refine a Blood Linglong , your aptitude in "Blood God Dafa" is higher than that of being a teacher, the hope of being a teacher is on you, you have to work hard." As he said, he stretched out his big withered hand on Yunyang's head kindly touched it.

Just as Yunyang was about to open his mouth to promise, he suddenly felt the old man's face darken, and hurriedly choked his words in his stomach.

After being startled for a moment, the blood-clothed old man quickly rolled up Yunyang and turned into a beam of blood and shot towards Taizhenmen——

After a while, the two came to the devastated Taizhen Gate.

"It's a step late, hey, God won't bless me" After the blood-clothed old man lamented helplessly, he took out a small red tripod, injected mana slightly, and sacrificed it to the gloomy sky.

I saw the small tripod grow in the air against the wind, and after a while it was reduced to several feet in size.

Immediately afterwards, strands of blood flashed from the cauldron, sweeping up all the stumped limbs and arms on the ground, and flew towards the blood cauldron....

Half an hour later, the entire Lingyun Mountain was swept away by the blood cauldron, along with the traces of blood and faint yin in the air.

"Master, this disciple has some issues with the Yulingzong. I wonder if the master can help this disciple to catch all of the Yulingzong. In this way, we can collect enough blood essence to refine Xue Linglong."

The blood-clothed old man froze for a moment, and said briskly, "Okay, I'll do as you said."

If Baili Bing knew that her momentary soft-heartedness had actually created an unworldly devil, I don't know how she would feel