I traveled through time and space, and I exchanged my life for krypton

One year later, Hanzhu City.

Qingzhu, a disciple of Kuzhu Taoist, bowed to the two women:

"These days, I would like to thank the two seniors for their help in suppressing those who practice evil methods and maintaining the stability of our Han Bamboo City. Now we have to ask Senior Miao to take action and kill the last remnants."

The people he faced were Shan Qin and Miaoli Shan who were gathered at the Chamber of Commerce.

Miaoli Shan was still dressed in a cool manner and did not even look at the Qingzhu Taoist after hearing this.

Qingzhu was not annoyed, but looked at Shan Qin with a smile.

The latter was wearing a red gown, with a piece of blue silk hanging naturally behind him. He turned slightly and said to Miaoli Shan:

"Aunt Miao, it's better to go. Didn't Senior Hongxu tell you not to let any of the blood bodies go? Qin'er still has her father's trump card in her hand. No ordinary monk can hurt me."

Miaoli Shan knew that what he was telling the truth was that once the talisman was used, it would take a long time for him to break through it.

But this time I went out just to protect this girl’s safety, but now it’s...

"If Aunt Miao is worried, how about lending the talisman to Qin'er."

Miaolishan smiled when he heard this:

"Good girl, I have an idea for your Aunt Miao."

There was no blame in his words, but rather some pampering. He put away his pipe and put a golden talisman into his hand.

"In that case, I'm going to have a look," he rubbed Shan Qin's forehead and said softly, "If you encounter an attack, activate this talisman immediately, and Aunt Miao will rush back immediately. Don't show off."

Shan Qin nodded.

Immediately, Miaoli Shan turned into a ray of light and chased the direction in which the bloody bodies were escaping, one of which was heading towards Haiyue Lake.

Seeing Shan Qin looking in the direction of the escape light for a long time without looking back, Qingzhu advised:

"Shan, Miss Shan, don't worry. Senior Miao has great magic power, and a few pill-forming blood bodies are not a problem."

"That's true," Shan Qin turned around and asked, "I wonder how fellow Daoist Kuzhu is doing?"

Over the years, the inheritance method of True Lord Blood Sea has been rampant in Hanzhu City. No one has obtained the real inheritance, but many people have practiced the "Blood Body Method", which is the art of incarnation outside the body.

From this, many evil cultivators of blood bodies were born. Taoist Kuzhu was seriously injured by a sneak attack by a blood body many years ago, and he is still recovering from his injuries.

All affairs of Hanzhu City were handed over to the management of another elder Jiedan and his foundation-building disciple Qingzhu.

"I'm sorry, senior, I'm sorry. Master is still recovering from his injuries. His body is damaged, so I'm afraid it will take some time for him to recuperate."

Shan Qin frowned. In the past year, he and Aunt Miao had only met him once when he arrived. After helping Hanzhu City for so long, this city lord is too ignorant of etiquette:

"There is an elixir in the Chamber of Commerce that can cure flesh and white bones. It is also effective for forming elixirs. I will ask for it from the guild someday... Just prepare the spirit stones."

Qingzhu was overjoyed: "Thank you very much, Senior Shan. The city has almost been calmed down now. I still have to deal with important matters, so..."

Shan Qin waved his hand and Qingzhu retreated.

Behind the main hall door, Qingzhu's eyes turned bloodshot, and he sighed in his heart: "I can't stay in this Hanzhu City anymore. How could those two old guys Hongxu and Bai Heng get involved? Did they discover the magic in my technique? Traces of power.”

Over the years, although the "Blood Body Method" has harmed many monks, it has not alarmed the transformed gods.

‘Is it really unprecedented for the common people in the world? I have never believed this nonsense. As far as the Transformation God is concerned, the monks below are probably no different from ants. ’

Looking back at the golden door behind him, Qingzhu hesitated for a moment before choosing to leave.

‘It’s better not to touch the idea if it hurts. I have to get rid of Yuanying Miao and hurry up and leave this place. Otherwise, I won't be able to hide anymore when those two gods turn around. ’

Qingzhu passed through numerous guards and came to a black spire.

The towers are stacked one above another, like a huge black bamboo growing from the ground, and a plaque below reads "Demon Suppression Tower".

Knocking on the door outside the tower, Qingzhu said carefully:

"Master, my disciple wants to see you."

The black door opened, and after Qingzhu entered, the door quietly closed again.

What's surprising is that there is a thick layer of white mist inside the tower, and the temperature is much lower than the outside.

Qingzhu waved his sleeves to disperse the fog in front of him, and he could see the old Taoist sitting cross-legged on the cold bed. The fog was dispersed by the cold bed under him.

The Taoist's face was dark, and his head was smooth without a trace of hair. The robe on his body was half untied, revealing half of his torso dripping with blood.

The terrifying thing is that the blood on it is squirming like a living thing, encroaching on its intact flesh and blood.

This forced Kuzhu to dare not stop the operation of the technique at all times, and by the way, it drew the cold air in the cold bed below to fight against it.

"How is the cleaning up in the city?" Kuzhu asked with his eyes closed.

Qingzhu will report to him what happened in the city every once in a while these days, and he will make a decision, and Qingzhu will implement it in detail.

Now considered proficient, Qingzhu took a few steps forward and told everything about the city.

"A few months ago, Yunji..., and now with his help, the city has almost been cleaned up, that is..."

"What is it?" The master of pain was half listening to Qingzhu's report, as if there was something unspeakable, then he opened his eyes and saw a red sword about a foot long coming.

I was suddenly shocked and angry: "How dare you!"

The movement of spiritual power in the body was about to connect the entire tower. Qingzhu's face was calm, and he kneaded with his left hand, as if giving some guidance, and the strange blood on Kuzhu's body became more active.

The changes on the surface of his body could not stop Kuzhu from saving himself. He endured the pain and instantly connected his spiritual power to the Demon Suppression Tower.

The inside of the tower immediately lit up layers of runes from top to bottom, and even the rune light appeared under Qingzhu's feet.

Qingzhu raised a strange smile at the corner of his mouth: "I'm waiting for your trick."

When he stepped lightly, it was like touching a certain mechanism. The rune light in the tower suddenly flickered, flashed several times, and after three breaths, a layer of blood color was dyed into the rune.

"In the past few years, I have been responsible for the maintenance of this Demon Suppression Tower. If I let you easily activate this treasure, wouldn't it make me look useless."

It was as if a drop of blood-colored ink dripped in, but it instantly soaked all the runes.

The blood color even penetrated into Kuzhu's body against his spiritual power, connecting with the blood on the surface of his body, forming a blood-colored dense net covering his whole body.

"Hmph!" Kuzhu groaned in pain, his body and spiritual power slowed down under the blood net.

Knowing that he could not escape this catastrophe, he wanted to connect the Dan in his body and explode himself to perish together with the body.

But when his spiritual consciousness probed into his body, he found a red light between the two, and Kuzhu lost control of the Dan in his body.

It turned out that Qingzhu had just inserted the blood-colored sword into his abdomen.

He only heard him mutter: "It's for your Dan, how can I let you explode so easily?"

As soon as these words came out, Kuzhu's face was full of despair.