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

In the night, Wei Zhong used the breath-retaining and invisibility techniques to the extreme, and used the Taoism of Time to borrow the power of the past to suppress his spiritual power fluctuations.

At the same time, mysterious runes appeared in his eyes, and the soul-seeking technique was activated at this moment.

The surrounding spiritual light of various colors instantly filled his eyes. Following the strength of the spiritual light, Wei Zhong went to a mountainside.

Finally, he stopped in front of a cave. The entrance of the cave was like a gate with the three words "Zhiming Cave" written on it.

The handwriting was mottled, probably left by the ancestors of the Li family. It was a pity that the ancestral foundation fell into the hands of outsiders.

Wei Zhong walked into the cave, which was a slightly wider and long passage. The passage was full of bats, and some of the larger bats had blood on their bodies.

That was an entry-level monster, the 'blood-eating bat'.

A social monster that likes to eat all kinds of blood, especially spiritual blood rich in spiritual energy.

And it has a strong perception of qi and blood. As long as humans step into its territory, they will be discovered immediately. Qi-refining cultivators often die without a trace, and even foundation-building cultivators may not be able to escape unscathed.

Zhu Daoren raised such a group of monsters to warn people. It can be said that it is much stronger than the formations in the outside world. At critical moments, it can also become its combat power to help resist foreign enemies.

However, under this group of sharp "blood-eating bats", Wei Zhong walked as if nothing had happened, like a stone, silently.

When he was about to walk out of this passage, Wei Zhong suddenly saw a huge bat that was far larger than the ordinary "blood-eating bat".

Its whole body was blood red, and it was half the size of an ordinary person without spreading its wings.

Hanging upside down in the passage, it was like a front tooth in the mouth, which was particularly conspicuous.

'A peak monster in the late first stage, or even just one step away from the second stage. '

Looking back at the dense group of bats behind him, Wei Zhong gave up the idea of ​​people against people and beasts against beasts later.

Whether it was Jiucai or Dajin, it would probably be a dead end against this group of monsters.

After leaving the passage, Wei Zhong planned to find the location of Zhu Daoren first.

This cave is the place with the most spiritual energy on the island, and the dazzling spiritual light simply dazzled Wei Zhong's eyes.

Wei Zhong had to use his real vision to see traces of people living in the cave.

But he couldn't find Zhu Daoren's figure after searching around. Did he go out? Or is this place a cover, and Zhu Daoren is not here at all?

Just when Wei Zhong was puzzled, he suddenly found something wrong on a rock wall. The spiritual light here seemed a little strange.

It was not abundant, but a little too sparse.

After a careful investigation, it was found that it was a piece of unknown strange paper, on which was drawn a similar appearance to the surrounding rock walls, which made Wei Zhong not notice it for a while.

However, this paper actually has a slight effect of concealing spiritual power, which is considered a good thing.

Carefully opened the drawing paper, Wei Zhong did not sense any triggering mechanism.

Behind him was a narrow passage, and a faint smell of blood wafted from it.

It turns out that this drawing paper not only conceals the spiritual power, but also blocks the bloody smell.

Wei Zhong became alert, and secretly pinched two black balls in his hands, ready to use the throwing technique.

Walking along the passage, Wei Zhong could already see the four most prominent spiritual lights in it.

Two spiritual lights flickered, as if they were about to go out at any time, and each had a spiritual line connected to another blood-colored spiritual light.

The three did not move, only the remaining one was constantly moving.

Wei Zhong walked through the narrow passage and finally saw the scene inside.

There were two people imprisoned and hung upside down in the cave like dead pigs, with wounds on their exposed necks, arms, chests and other parts.

The blood flowing from them dripped down their bodies and long hair into the stone trough below, and flowed along the stone trough to a bloody figure.

This figure barely took on a human form, with flesh and blood squirming on the surface of the body, looking extremely scary, and the facial features were even more messy, like a strange tumor growing out of the round flesh and blood.

Wei Zhong felt a little strange in his heart, and couldn't help but think of the inheritance of the True Lord of the Blood Sea that he had obtained many years ago.

There was a method of refining an external incarnation in it, the "Blood Body Method". Although he didn't check its content in detail at the time, it was very likely that the method practiced by the person in front of him was this technique.

Wei Zhong turned his head to look at the Taoist Candle who exuded the power of foundation building. It seemed that it was really just the early stage of foundation building as said in the intelligence.

His burly figure completely supported his loose Taoist robe. The Taoist robe was red and white, and the flame cloud pattern rising from the bottom and the white smoke above formed a sharp contrast.

His hair was messy, hanging down like a messed up chicken coop, and he had a very distinctive straight eyebrow on his face. Others only needed to take a look to remember this face in their hearts.

At this moment, the slightly rough-looking Taoist Zhu was a little furious.

He stuffed the black pills into the mouths of the two people hanging.

"Waste, waste, it's a waste that I prepared so many healing pills for you. The spiritual blood of the two foundation-building people is as thin as water."

He hit one of them in the face while saying, "You are not even as good as a domestic pig."

The latter was hit but had no reaction. Years of torture had already worn out his mental will, and his weak body had no ability to resist.

If it weren't for his foundation-building cultivation, he would have died long ago.

Wei Zhong understood that the injuries of the two were beyond repair. If they could still move now, they would probably choose to commit suicide to end this endless torture.

I thought the two were secretly killed by this Taoist Zhu, but I didn't expect that he would take their blood to refine the law.

Wei Zhong was a little emotional.

While thinking, Zhu Daoren had already finished venting his anger. He walked to the bloody figure, bit his fingertips, and red blood flowed out.

Ignoring the disgusting feeling of the squirming flesh, he smeared the blood on his face with his fingers.

This is probably one of the steps in refining the "Blood Body Method".

After this period of investigation, Wei Zhong was sure that there were no other ambushes in this cave. He only had to face Zhu Daoren and the bloody figure.

Now, while he was refining the blood body, it was a good opportunity to attack.

Wei Zhong moved his hand slightly, and in an instant, a black shadow passed through a nearly vacuum spiritual energy channel and shot to the back of Zhu Daoren.

[Flying Throwing Technique·Grandmaster (11%)]

The thick-browed and big-eyed Zhu Daoren suddenly felt cold in his heart, and it was too late when he realized the attack.

He could only twist his body with difficulty, and a flash of fire flashed on his body.

This is his automatic defense method of saving his life.

However, the fire did not buy him enough time. As if it was a layer of illusory light and shadow, the black ball passed through it almost unhindered.

It hit his chest, completely destroyed his internal organs, and then the remaining force passed through his back, removing half of the bloody figure.

The powerful vitality of the foundation-building made him not die immediately despite the serious injury.

With a slight movement of his fingers, he pinched the seal, and the two foundation-building monks who were hung upside down in the cave immediately exploded.

A blood rain formed, wrapping Wei Zhong in it.

Wei Zhong flicked his sleeves upward, and the light black foundation-building spiritual power supported a rain curtain above his head, and blood sprinkled on it with a hissing sound.

‘Blood, fire, and poison, my goodness, what kind of ghost did this old Taoist feed these two gentlemen. ’

Although Wei Zhong could withstand this wave of blood rain, in order to save spiritual power, he still moved his body and performed the cloud-flying technique to leave the blood rain coverage.

Wei Zhong couldn't see the Taoist Candle behind him because of the blood rain. Even his consciousness was temporarily blocked by the blood rain and he couldn't get past it.

When the blood rain ended, he saw a tall, twisted human figure standing up from the ground. He gasped heavily and then yelled at Wei Zhong:

"You deserve to die!!!"