Sage of Humanity

Counting Ma Shangsi, none of the people Lu Ye gave precious blood to had failed.

This is undoubtedly somewhat unusual.

Although Ma Shangsi, Xiangyin and others are all in the later stage of Yueyao, the dangers in the process of refining the holy blood should not have much to do with their level of cultivation. This is the development and improvement of their own bloodline.

Lu Ye had a vague idea in his mind - there might be some differences between his precious blood and the real holy blood of the Vampires. This difference should be able to greatly reduce the risks that need to be taken during refining.

The reason for this conjecture is naturally because of the talent tree.

In the process of refining the holy blood of the Vampire Clan, the talent tree burned away everything that was not good for him, and what remained was all that was not a threat to him.

Therefore, the precious blood condensed by him is naturally very different from the holy blood.

Although both can stimulate the blood of the vampires, his precious blood is undoubtedly much weaker in terms of lethality.

If the real holy blood is highly poisonous, then although his precious blood is poisonous, it is not that strong, so when the blood servants refine it, the risk is not that great.

Of course, this is just his conjecture. Whether this is the case remains to be verified.

After half a month of hard work, I finally condensed a drop of precious blood again. It was really difficult.

Xiangyin himself stayed in Baiyu Cliff to refine his precious blood.

When the ghost cultivator's mind changed, Xiangyin just stared quietly in the direction where I was dormant. The ghost cultivator still had little attainments in the way of sneaking. Even if Xiangyin activated the insight spirit pattern, he could only see some. The vague traces can see through my true body.

The ghost cultivator stumbled forward, holding back the pain and sweating on his forehead. Looking at the figure that was approaching him, he knew that he was probably more likely to be in trouble than in that case!

I thought about the Snow Clan who tipped off the Holy Blood Peak. Now if I want to find out the vague situation, I am afraid I can only find this Snow Clan and ask in person.

While concentrating, Xiangyin suddenly opened his eyes slowly. The last moment, I stood up, and the void spiritual patterns on my feet were quickly outlined. When the light flashed, I saw that the figure had disappeared.

However, that desperate blow had no effect. Xiangyin's long sword slashed down, but it blocked my short blade and even cut off both my arms.

He looked deeply at Xiangyin, gritted his teeth, and grabbed the precious blood in his hand.

As early as when she took Sister Lu Ye to Baiyu Cliff after leaving Tingxue Peak, Xiangyin knew that Holy Blood Peak would send someone to investigate the situation there later.

"Refining it, does he have any other choice?" Qu Ying's voice was as clear as water.

Guixiu was a little shocked. I didn't even notice the other party approaching! There is only one possibility in this situation. The opponent is often better at sneaking than me.

If the red talisman was activated, Ran Tingxue Feng might have disappeared for some reason, and the place where Ting Xuefeng disappeared did indeed retain the aura of the red talisman's explosion.

Some time later, Holy Blood Peak received news that a new person had arrived in this world. This person's holy nature was unheard of and extremely frightening. He didn't hear that the two Snow Tribes in Xuefeng wanted to take refuge in Holy Blood Peak, so they sent him to the Holy Blood Peak. The person's whereabouts were leaked to Holy Blood Peak.

After a while, the sea of ​​blood dissipated, and Xiangyin carried the ghost cultivator, who had not completely lost his resistance, and flew towards the White Hell Cliff.

The Holy Blood Peak side naturally dared to be lazy. Even if Yue Yao had obeyed Li Tian's order in the early stage and carried the red talisman to kill him later, if Li Tian had nothing else to do and could escape, he would even prepare to meet the newcomer in person later. .

Almost as soon as Xiangyin stopped moving, the ghost cultivator was about to use his escape technique to leave this place. However, the suppression of this terrifying holy nature caused my mana to suddenly stagnate. When I regained consciousness, I was not enveloped by the sea of ​​blood.

While watching, I noticed that the ghost cultivator was moving around. He seemed to be naive and thought that it was just a coincidence that Xiangyin looked at that location and had not noticed any trace of me.

The sisters from the Snow Clan each got a drop of precious blood and ran out to refine it happily.

I asked the talent tree clone several times, but the clone didn't give me any response at all.

Xiangyin went to the side and waited quietly to watch.

Obviously not the newcomer mentioned by the Snow Clan!

When the ghost cultivator heard this, he was immediately discouraged. Nowadays, he has a choice between being a swordsman and a fish, and I have a vague guess that it is probably the other party's method to control him, so there should be too little risk in refining it. If the other party really wants If you kill me, you will bring me back then.

In an instant, a sea of ​​blood spread across the seven directions of space.

Suddenly half a month passed, and in the cave, Xiangyin opened her eyes.

"What is that?" asked the ghost cultivator.

"Give him a chance, what if he wants it?" Xiangyin looked at me and asked.

I stood up directly and walked aside.

What happened to the disappearance of his companion?

After a while, Xiangyin and others returned together.

Screams sounded…

So at that time, I left a talent tree clone outside to monitor the seven directions.

Looking closer, he was seventy years old, with a long sword on his waist, a **** and white robe, and a mid-level Yueyao cultivation level. The ghost cultivator immediately knew the identity of the person coming.

At this point, Qu Ying was finally sure of one thing. Her precious blood was very similar to the holy blood of the Vampire Clan, and its lethality was much less than that of the holy blood.

The ghost cultivator looked at the precious blood floating behind his face suspiciously, instinctively feeling that it was something bad, but the faint holiness contained under that drop of precious blood made me very moved.

Xiangyin pondered for a moment, then raised his fingers and gave the first two drops of his precious blood. I also wanted to know whether my guess was correct.

In the thick sea of ​​blood, a figure quickly approached me.

The eyes of Zhou Ran and Wang Taisheng looking at Xiangyin were obviously the same as before. From then on, they were just suppressing and submitting to Qu Ying's holy nature, but now they are truly surrendering.

After making up my mind, the ghost cultivator prepared to leave this place first. However, as I turned around, I suddenly froze in place as if I had fallen into an ice cellar.

The ghost cultivator arrived quietly. If he had let out a trace of mana fluctuations while inspecting Xuefeng, the talent tree clone might not have been able to detect it.

Xiangyin sat upright, spreading her spiritual thoughts to investigate, and heard the miserable screams of the seven sisters in her ears.

In the last moment, I felt as if that drop of precious blood had become a living thing and penetrated into my own flesh and blood.

Xuanyu answered very carefully: "If you sisters are willing to go all out, you must be living up to the Lord's expectations!"

I didn’t have seven drops of precious blood, but I had consumed them all in the past few days, so I could only condense them again. Condensing the precious blood is so difficult. Even if my cultivation level has improved now, it will still take me half a month to condense it. One drop, and the condensation of each drop of precious blood is a very small consumption of my own foundation, and it requires a small amount of resources to replenish it.

Although I had already learned from Tingxue Feng, a member of the Snow Clan, that it was normal for newcomers to have a strong holy nature, this was only what they had heard. Now, after experiencing it personally, I realized that the intensity was far beyond my own knowledge.

Xiangyin stepped forward, and blood mist filled her body, sweeping towards the rear with a crash.

The ghost cultivator bit the tip of his tongue, and then mustered up the strength to stab backwards with the short blade in his hand. The mana was unleashed, breaking open the sea of ​​blood.

In terms of suppressing the opponent's holy nature, I felt like a rabbit meeting a tiger. I was not trembling, my hands and feet were not weak, and I had no courage to resist.

Although the process was arduous, the result was good. Half a day ago, Sister Qu Ying successfully refined the precious blood. Apart from her own embarrassment, there were no other major problems.

A hundred miles away from Ting Xuefeng, a figure was quietly dormant, looking at Ting Xuefeng that had not been wiped out, with a look of relief on his face.

In the sky above Zhechang, a figure stood in mid-air, looking faintly in the direction where I was.

Before the two-day rest, the seven Lu Ye people were sent out by Qu Ying. Our task was not to search for the scattered monks and then bring them back.

I let out a small cry of "ah", my eyes filled with panic, and my eyes trembled violently.

Killing again and again, releasing again and again, it is really painful.

Xiangyin ignored you, but looked at Xuanyu: "You really can't refine another drop?"

The ghost cultivator probably knew that he could escape, so it was very quiet during that period, but I was vague about Xiangyin's intention. After all, it was An.

However, Yueyao lost contact with the Holy Blood Peak very quickly in the early stage, and it was basically impossible to conclude that she was not dead yet.

Xiangyin became more and more certain that his subsequent guess about the precious blood was correct, otherwise there would be no way to explain why the vampires who refined his precious blood survived.

Xiangyin flicked his fingers, and the freshly baked precious blood flew towards this person: "He will know after refining it. UU Reading www.uukanｓhu.com"

Gui Xiu frowned: "What do you mean?"

The opponent's severed arm has not yet been reattached, and Xiangyin has no intention of imprisoning me. There is only a talent tree clone guarding me.

"Lord..." Lu Ye looked at Xiangyin expectantly, almost reminding me that I was going to break my promise.

Exactly half a day ago, when the golden light dissipated, the ghost cultivator was lying on the ground covered in sweat, his body twitching slightly. He looked miserable, but he was still alive after all.

Seeing Xiangyin himself walking in, Guixiu looked at the clone, then at the original person, and then asked: "What on earth is he going to do?"

That made Holy Blood Peak feel very safe. Naturally, they had to send people to investigate the situation later.

But no matter which possibility it is, it is a good thing for Lu Ye.

It is also possible that the first-generation vampires like Xiangyin are different from ordinary vampires. Because of their status as first-generation vampires, they can withstand greater dangers during the refining process.

That is undoubtedly bad news, because then I can't safely recruit fewer people. Although there are not too many monks scattered in this world, one less is a bad thing, and every one of them arrives On my side, they can quickly improve their sanctity, and they will often play a small role in the fight against the Holy Blood Peak in the future.

Logically speaking, no monk can compete with the power of Hong Fu, let alone the opponent who is only in the middle stage of Yueyao.

Soon I came to a room. Two figures were sitting in that room, one was the ghost cultivator who was captured alive by me later.

The ghost cultivator was sent here because of this matter, but before some investigation, I was very confused. I completely knew what happened to my early Yueyao companions.