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On the night of receiving the bracelet, a tall, thin and handsome man suddenly appeared in the second-hand store.
The man hung on Shou: "You accepted my dowry, and now I'm coming to marry you."
Sick and paranoid attack ร Sven and indifferent
Chapter 24 Heart
The blood man has about the cultivation base in the early stage of out-of-body, and his body exudes a strong and disgusting aroma.
After Nascent Soul, every great realm is an insurmountable gap, not to mention that the level of the more than 500 Nascent Soul cultivators is uneven, the tough ones are like Xie Yunying Bai Ye, and the one with the lowest cultivation is a pharmacist in the early stage of Nascent Soul. , In this case, it is difficult to save lives.
The blood man did not know how many monks' flesh and blood he had swallowed. The viscous blood had half-coagulated into a paste, and hundreds of different faces emerged from the blood man's body from time to time.
Bai Hanchi had seen every face, every face.
Senior Brother Fu Yuan, Elder Yuejian... These are all Nascent Soul cultivators from the sect. They are not very talented. From the inner sect disciple to the outer sect elder, they were assigned to guard the spiritual veins a few days ago.
Now the vivid faces are frozen into expressions of pain and despair.
It turned out that guarding the spiritual veins was false, and it was false to hope that he would break through the realm and cultivate hard. Only these fellow students who died in the secret realm are real.
Bai Hanchi's vision was a little blurry, and he wiped his eyes carelessly.
The blood man's intelligence was low, he bent down to pick up the pool of blood, ignoring the mourning of the face, and smeared the pool of blood on himself: "It's gone - it's gone."
The blood man has not been able to maintain his human form soon after it has formed. The greater the range of motion, the more blood that flows to the ground. It quickly turns into a thick blood-colored swamp, and stretches out countless thick or thin arms. The cultivator stretched out his hand, the voice of calling for help, the cathartic curse, and the resentment that lingered on the cultivator along with the bloody hand:
"Master - why didn't Master come to save me?"
"Save me, save me!"
"I-I don't want to die, it hurts..."
"Hate you! Hate youโ"
"Come on, come with me."
Ying Baiye picked up a cultivator nearby and said sternly, "Launch!"
The blood man is a monster formed by the flesh of dead monks. The more flesh and blood it devours, the more power it accumulates, the more difficult it will be to deal with.
The other monks woke up like a dream, and immediately Yu Jian flew into the air with a quick reaction.
Xie Yufei stood far behind the crowd. He looked down at the pool of blood on the ground.
I don't know why, he wasn't afraid of the pool of blood, but a secret excitement arose in his heart, clamoring for him to rush up - he could conquer this thing!
But... Xie Yufei glanced hesitantly in the direction of Bai Hanchi.
His two enemies are still here. Xie Yufei doesn't know if he can conquer the bloody people intact. Once injured, will these two people take advantage of the fire?
Xie Yufei stepped back quietly.
Forget it, let's wait until I'm alone to make calculations.
Xie Yun picked up Bai Hanchi, stepped on the Shifang Sword and flew high into the sky. Bloody hands gathered under the Shifang Sword, rising continuously, trying to catch Xie Yun and Bai Hanchi.
Xie Yun cut off the bloody hand, and put Bai Hanchi in front of him: "Don't be in a daze!"
Bai Hanchi was carried by Xie Yun, he was shaken twice, and he was dazed for a moment, "Yes, I can't be in a daze. I want, I want to save you."
He wiped his face indiscriminately, threw out a group of radiant syndicates, and quickly made several fingerprints, hitting the syndicate one after another.
As Bai Hanchi injected spiritual energy, the silver group gradually opened, revealing its true faceโit was actually a white gauze as thin as a cicada's wings, which constantly reflected magnificent colors due to the change of light.
Xie Yun swung his sword to cut off the bloody hand, and Ying Baiye Yujian leaned over and motioned for the other monks to gather together: "Don't be alone! Help the people around you, every time you lose one here, the monster's strength will increase by one point!"
As soon as these words came out, some monks hurriedly turned around and pulled the slow monks.
The scattered cultivators are indeed lacking in strength, Ying Baiye: "I'll go and help."
Xie Yun nodded.
He wants to protect Bai Hanchi and wait for the treasure to be fully activated by spiritual power.
Bai Hanchi made the last handprint and said sharply, "Hua!"
The white gauze quickly stretched, and under the urging of spiritual power, it quickly opened into a big net, and fished all the monks into the big net. Scratching a few times in mid-air, he retracted into a pool of blood.
The pools of blood gathered together and slowly flowed on the ground. From time to time, there were faces left behind, and then they were caught in the pool of blood by the bloody hands.
The monks were shrouded in white gauze and breathed a long sigh of relief.
Bai Hanchi maintained the white gauze: "This gauze is called Mengchen. As long as it is inside the gauze tent, it is temporarily safe, so everyone must not leave the gauze tent."
The dust is a high-grade treasure, which can not only cover the aura of the monk, but even reduce the fluctuation of the monk's spiritual power, and it is difficult for the high-level monk to detect the user.
The disadvantage is that the larger the area covered by the gauze, the greater the consumption of spiritual power. There are more than 500 monks here. As time goes by, Bai Hanchi gradually feels exhausted.
A Lan Yisan sighed with relief and questioned Bai Hanchi: "Bai Hanchi! What did your Yuan Qingzong think about? What is a sacrifice?"
"That's right, now we are in danger, you quickly come up with an explanation!"
"I don't want to die yet! There is no chance here, only monsters! What is your Yuan Qingzong planning?"
"You are the young master! You must know how to get back! Open the entrance quickly and let us go!"
"Not bad! You must know! You are the young master, there must be a way to save your life!"
...
Bai Hanchi's face was pale, and the more he spoke, the firmer his tone became: "I, I really don't know anything, but I can promise everyone that if there is any crisis, I will ensure everyone's safety...unless I die first."
The blue-clothed cultivator said excitedly, "Who believes you! You are the only son of the sect master!"
Bai Hanchi even faded the blood on his lips, and he moistened his dry throat: "We are all in this secret territory now, hundreds of you, are you still afraid that I will escape the golden cicada under your eyes?"