The blood man was frozen into ice by the bright moon in many places. He slammed to the ground and lowered his head, only to see a small ice flower blooming from the blood man's chest.

Crystal clear, as clean as the first snow.

Chun Shan's tipped sword sank, and blood dripped from Xie Yun's lips, dripping down his chin on the front of his shirt, he said, "Flowers on ice."

Words and deeds, the ice flower slowly opened its buds, it continued to absorb the spiritual power of the blood people, and used it as a nutrient to grow and grow, until the ice flower the size of the jade plate completely bloomed.

The blood man's body shrank rapidly.

Bingshanghua will extract a large amount of the spiritual power of the recruits, but the disadvantage is that this part of the spiritual power will be halved and fed back to Xie Yun.

This is a good thing for most monks, but Xie Yun's spiritual power is pure and pure, but it is easily contaminated by external spiritual power.

What's more, the spiritual power of the blood man originated from more than 400 different monks, not to mention the confusion, including the grievances of the monks.

Such a deep resentment rushed into Xie Yun's body, forcing Xie Yun to kneel down on one knee, Chun Shan lost his spiritual support and fell to the ground.

Resentment roamed through the meridians with the spiritual power, and the cultivator's screams before he died resounded in Xie Yun's mind.

Inside Mengchen, Ying Baiye pulled out his hand and was about to go out with Yujian, when he suddenly found that Xie Yun shook his head slightly in his direction.

Ying Baiye slowly retreated behind Bai Hanchi.

Xie Yufei was finally ready. He opened his black eyes, a golden light gathered between his eyebrows, and there were faint black lines flowing under his skin, but the Niwan Palace was covered with a faint golden light.

For a while, couldn't tell whether it was a human being or a god. saw black ink mixed with golden light, forming hundreds of tentacles and spikes that pierced into the bloody human body.

The blood man's grievance and spiritual power flowed into Xie Yufei's body along the tentacles, and Xie Yufei's cultivation slowly rose.

The blood man was consumed by Xie Yun, and his body shrunk by half.

Xie Yufei secretly hated that Jianxiu got in the way. In order to prevent Jianxiu from giving the blood man the last blow, Xie Yufei controlled the blood man to fly towards him.

The rich spiritual power poured into Xie Yufei's body. Xie Yufei couldn't help but indulge in such power.

Almost, almost to the out-of-body period...

Just when the blood man's spiritual power was about to be exhausted, Xie Yufei suddenly felt a pain in his heart. He woke up from the extreme happiness brought by the power, and lowered his head to look at his chest——

An arm pierced by tentacles passed through the bloody man and tightly clasped Xie Yufei's heart.

Xie Yun exerted force slowly, the wound on his arm kept tearing, and poured on the soil together with Xie Yufei's blood.

Xie Yufei spilled blood, "You are obviously exhausted—"

Xie Yun was pierced by a tentacle on his shoulder, and he said softly, "It's pretending. It's just a lie, do you really believe it?"

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Xie Yufei: My heart.

Master Xie: Heart (first sound)

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Chapter 25

Bai Hanchi had already removed the dust, knelt on the sword and took a deep breath, his eyes darkened and he retched from time to time. Mengchen almost drained his spiritual power, Bai Hanchi's meridians were dry and painful, and the Huiqi Pill at the entrance violently poured his spiritual power, making the meridians hurt.

Bai Hanchi stared at the embarrassed face on Jian's body, and was a little dazed for a while.

Sure enough, he was a waste, no wonder he didn't please his father, and he couldn't afford to be the young master of the Yuanqing Sect. Sure enough, it's more suitable for a brother.

Hundreds of cultivators huddled behind Bai Hanchi, and they were watching Xie Yun and Xie Yufei, completely unaware of the situation, and they were afraid of the dead blood man.

More than five hundred quails were crowded together, and the man in blue said boldly: "Why did they have an infighting..."

"Should we... go and help that fellow Daoist?"

"This, that bloody man isn't dead yet? I'm not greedy for life and fear of death! I'm really worried that it will hold back the two of you."

...

Ying Baiye put one hand on the handle of the knife, tilted his head and glanced back.

He was born in the devil's way, with a strong murderous aura, and the undisguised coldness in his eyes accumulated the suffocating aura that was piled up by the sea of ​​blood and corpses, which was terrifying.

Xie Yun used his right hand to pull out Xie Yufei's heart.

Xie Yun's right arm and left shoulder were pierced by tentacles, and both were bleeding. But the blood from Xie Yufei's wound quickly turned into black ink and poured into the soil together with the blood.

Xie Yufei grabbed Xie Yun's arm, and his tentacles extracted spiritual power from Xie Yun's body to feed back his wound. He laughed, "Even if you are a little more accurate."

Primordial Infant is immortal, the soul is eternal, and for monks, it is not considered death.

"I noticed it just now," Xie Yun said with a smile, letting Xie Yufei extract spiritual power from him - the spiritual power of the blood man is too complicated for him, so it is better to give it all to Xie Yufei, "I am afraid you are no longer of flesh and blood. body."

Xie Shaozhu considers himself beautiful, but it is far from the point of being overwhelmed by gods and ghosts. Blood people devour flesh and blood. The reason why Xie Yufei is ignored is because Xie Yufei has no physical body at this moment.

In other words, whether Xie Yun or Ying Baiye, they are always part of this false world, and the blood people think they are "humans".

But Xie Yufei is different. He is out of the original plot, but not enough to stay out of the way.

Xie Yun crushed the "heart" in his hand, and with a clatter, black ink stained his hand: "How long are you going to deceive yourself?"

Monster beasts cultivate into pills, monks become infants after forming golden pills, but Xie Yufei is nothing, he only has the key points that ordinary people have.

Heart, throat, head.

Xie Yufei rushed up, "You—"

The momentum of rushing over disappeared in Xie Yufei's terrified expression - the ink marks of "heart" fell on the ground, Xie Yufei could no longer maintain his human form, and scattered into ink marks like he was seriously injured that day, and flowed into the soil.

Before Xie Yufei died, he absorbed the grievances of the blood man, mixed with Xie Yufei's own willpower, and penetrated into the ground. Under the soil, he made a creaking sound: