From raising corpses to creating a Zuodao Immortal

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Wen Jiu jumped into the cave with many Night Watch disciples.

The moment he landed, blood mixed with strong death energy rushed to his face. For ordinary Qi training cultivators, this was a suffocating feeling, and even breathing was not smooth, but for Wen Jiu, this was heaven.

Every breath of blood made people feel happy.

It was as if he was in the prairie.

Wen Jiu glanced at the black zombie beside him. The black zombie was jumping excitedly, attracting the attention of others.

There was no way.

Wen Jiu could only hold it down.

Don't jump!

You will have something to eat later!

Immediately afterwards, Wen Jiu looked forward along the gaze of the crowd, and saw that there was a bottomless blood-red cave in front of him, one zhang wide and one zhang high, and both sides of the cave were full of claw marks of demon claws.

After walking a hundred zhang in, the bodies of the remnants of the Blood Clothes Building could be seen gradually, but only thirty or fifty bodies were found within a distance of thirty zhang.

Looking at the remnants of the Blood Clothes Building lying in a pool of blood, the expressions of the Night Patrol disciples gradually became stern.

And more solemn.

Wen Jiu, who was walking at the end, looked at this scene and felt itchy in his heart.

Blood!

The blood of the monks!

It would be a pity if all of this was not absorbed to feed the corpses?

Thinking of this, Wen Jiu slowed down his pace and deliberately walked at the end, letting the black zombies start to absorb the blood on the ground.

After seeing this, several Night Patrol disciples had complicated eyes and even a hint of disgust, but they also knew that Wen Jiu was Mu Canglong and Manager Liu's men, so they didn't dare to say anything more.

However, several people couldn't help but speed up their pace, ready to leave Wen Jiu behind.

Wen Jiu simply stopped.

After everyone walked away, he took out the corpse eye and began to absorb blood wantonly, and drained it all in a hundred breaths.

The amount of blood obtained was comparable to absorbing blood in the center of the dead area for half an hour.

And it had to be a person who had just died.

However, when he walked forward, he could no longer see the traces of the Night Watchmen disciples. There were only seven or eight forked roads in front of him.

At the fork in the road, there were corpses of the remnants of the Blood Clothes Building and the corpses of the disciples of Feixian Peak. Wen Jiu took them all.

Then he walked to the road on the far left - because he could feel that the blood energy was emitted from this road. There was also blood energy in other forked roads, but not much dead energy. Only this road was constantly pouring out dead energy.

Dead energy.

Something to improve the Yinzhou Corpse Raising Technique.

Naturally, Wen Jiu didn't want to let it go.

After walking in and walking a thousand steps, he found some corpses of the remnants of the Blood Clothes Building again, but not many.

After absorbing them, more than a dozen forked roads appeared, and Wen Jiu continued to move forward along the place where the dead energy was pouring out.

Continuing to walk forward, the cave gradually shrank, and could only accommodate one or two people at the same time. There were no more corpses of the remnants of the Blood Clothes Building, but instead, the horrible corpses of the disciples of Feixian Peak were often seen.

Some were bitten to death by some insects, and their bodies were festering.

Some were directly torn apart by something, which was even worse than Chen Feng.

After completely absorbing it, Wen Jiu continued to move forward. After walking for a quarter of an hour, the surroundings became extremely quiet, and only the sound of the whistling wind could be heard, but the blood and death qi became thicker and thicker.

At this moment.

The blood qi was already several times thicker than the center of the dead area!

With expectation, Wen Jiu hurried forward, while guarding against the dangers that might appear at various forks in the road.

That's it.

After turning seven or eight forks in the road, Wen Jiu came to a wall, because there was a huge crack on the wall.

The thick blood and death qi leaked out from it.

As for the origin of the crack, Wen Jiu took a closer look and found that it should be caused by the collision of the cultivator's magic weapon, but it was not from the outside, but from the inside. For safety, Wen Jiu immediately performed the Three Rivers Ghost Hiding.

Quietly coming to the crack, he heard someone busy doing something behind the crack, as if moving something.

Looking closely.

It was the three remnants of the Blood Clothes Building.

But they are all at the third level of Qi training.

They are quite powerful.

When he looked down, Wen Jiu's face suddenly froze - there was a huge blood pool in the center of the stone room.

The blood in the blood pool was rolling, and the blood and death energy leaked out was not even one-tenth of that in the stone room.

Just one glance, and Wen Jiu's desire was infinitely magnified. The blood and energy in the dead land was nothing compared to it. If he could absorb all the blood in this pool, he couldn't imagine how strong the black zombie would become.

What realm could he reach with the death energy in it.

"What on earth do the remnants of the Blood Clothes Building want to do? They have accumulated so much blood and essence..."

"How many people do they have to kill?"

Wen Jiu was secretly shocked.

He was ready to use the Blood Corpse Escape to enter after the three people left, but he didn't expect that after the three people packed up other things, they actually took out three bottle-shaped magic tools and began to collect the blood in the pool, as if they wanted to take it all away.

Wen Jiu was startled.

Don't move!

That's mine!

Wen Jiu had no time to think, and decisively let the black zombie forcefully break the crack, rushed into the stone chamber, and killed the nearest remnant of the Blood Clothes Building at the fastest speed of Sanchuan Guiyin.

Bang——

The crack exploded.

The moment the three looked up, the black zombie had already killed one person.

The man's face suddenly changed, and he couldn't collect the bottle in time. In a panic, he took out the magic weapon to resist, but the black zombie blessed by Sanchuan Guiyin was too fast and hit him hard.

The sharp claws pierced his chest.

The man was also torn apart by the black zombie on the spot.

"Ghost!"

"How could there be a ghost!"

The other two people's faces suddenly changed, and they quickly put away the bottle-shaped magic weapon, and then controlled the magic weapon, activated the talisman, and retreated while attacking the black zombie. Wen Jiu quickly went around and sacrificed the corpse eye, suddenly bursting out the Yin magic accumulated in the past.

The corpse eye instantly burst into a surging gray Yin magic wave, which directly submerged the two people.

It was just a moment.

The activated talisman was broken by the corpse eye, and the bodies of the two people began to rot and dry up rapidly. Blood continued to spurt out of the skin. The miserable state made Wen Jiu feel a little cold.

In just three breaths, when all the Yin magic poured out, the two people had turned into a pool of rotten blood mud.

"This..."

Although the lethality of the corpse eye after the magic was contained was very surprising.

But this way of killing people is really helpless.

This is more terrifying than the remnants of the Blood Clothes Building killing people. If people see this, won't they call him the remnant of the Blood Clothes Building?

This is really...

Helpless.

And melancholy.

Putting away his thoughts, Wen Jiu quickly let the corpse eye and the black zombie start to absorb the vast amount of blood in the blood pool.

Only a hundred breaths.

It was equivalent to absorbing blood in the central area of ​​the dead corpse for a whole day.

A quarter of an hour.

The black zombie could no longer absorb.

The capacity of the blood body had reached its limit, but the black zombie still wanted to absorb, and was directly dragged out by Wen Jiu.

He was afraid that the black zombie would die of choking.

Fortunately, the corpse eye could still absorb.

At the same time, Wen Jiu also picked up the three bottled magic tools and controlled four magic tools at the same time to start sucking blood.

To be honest, he dared not even think about controlling four magic tools at the same time on weekdays, and his consciousness already had a sense of tearing.

But Wen Jiu gritted his teeth and persisted.

The longer he persisted, the more blood and essence he would have.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Wen Jiu did not want to miss it!

However.

Just after persisting for a quarter of an hour.

Wen Jiu suddenly felt someone approaching rapidly, and the breath was exactly that of the strong man from the Blood Clothes Building who had fought with the master of Feixian Peak.

Following closely were the head of Feixian Peak and several other strong men.

"I really am..."

Although Wen Jiu was unwilling and reluctant, he could only stop immediately and escape from the crack.

Damn it!

He had only absorbed half of the blood essence in the blood pool!

Only half.

Just a few breaths after escaping from the crack, Wen Jiu heard a voice, that was the strong man of the Blood Clothes Building.

"Ji Qiubai, don't run away... Your body has been completely eroded by my End Shadow Poison and is close to collapse."

Wen Jiu hurriedly used the Three Rivers Ghost Hiding again.

Unwilling to move again.

He didn't even dare to breathe.

"The head of the peak lost?!" Wen Jiu was secretly shocked.

Then he heard the head of Feixian Peak, Ji Qiubai, speak coldly, his voice was getting weaker and weaker, "I didn't expect that you, the Blood Clothes Building, had buried so many foreshadowings... Even among the elders of my Feixian Peak, there are your people..."

Hearing this.

Wen Jiu's heart skipped a beat.

End.

He heard something extraordinary.

Abruptly.

A familiar voice suddenly appeared, with a cold tone, "You didn't expect it."

After hearing this voice, Wen Jiu only felt a buzzing sound, and a face that he had seen several times appeared in front of him in an instant, but he was not sure. Because if it was, it would be too ridiculous.

Soon.

Wen Jiu heard a plop.

That was the sound of Ji Qiubai falling.

After Ji Qiubai fell, three laughs suddenly appeared.

Wen Jiu was stunned.

There was actually another person!

There are still elders and spies in Feixian Peak?

But at this time, the familiar voice suddenly sounded, "A battle just happened here... The blood essence in the blood pool is also reduced by half! No, someone was stealing blood essence here just now!"

After the words fell.

The strong man of the Blood Clothes Building instantly cast his eyes on the crack not far away.

"That!"

As soon as this voice appeared.

Wen Jiu was shocked and hurriedly used the Blood Corpse Escape, and in an instant he came to the stone cave five miles away.

Although he could no longer hear the noise behind him, Wen Jiu continued to use the Blood Corpse Escape and returned to the corpse qi mark.

After leaving the cave.

Wen Jiu sat down on the ground.

He felt cold sweat on his back.

He was almost discovered!

"Fortunately, I have the Blood Corpse Escape!" Wen Jiu secretly rejoiced that he no longer had the regret of only absorbing half of the blood pool.

...

At the same time.

The Blood Clothes Building strongman rushed out of the crack, looked around, and his consciousness swept around frantically.

At the same time, he threw out a Yin Fu.

But he didn't catch anything.

Then he returned to the cave.

"He ran very fast, and he couldn't catch any breath!" The Blood Clothes Building strongman looked a little gloomy.

What they said just now might have been heard by him.

If this spread out...

"It's a ghost cultivator... and this breath is a little familiar... It seems to have appeared in Feixian Peak..." The old man, whose face was covered by his robe and whose face could not be seen, slowly squatted down and carefully felt the torn corpse.

"How do you know?"

"Someone used our name to kill people at Feixian Peak. I went to the scene secretly to see it."

"Then I'll leave him to you! You must find him. This guy stole half of the blood essence accumulated for the leader, causing us to kill another 50,000 mortals... Find him, so we don't have to take the risk of massacring the city again."

"Yeah."

The old man responded coldly.

[Another three thousand words.

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