Immortality begins with contemplation

The night is deep, but not dark. The operation of magic weapons and spiritual power complement each other with the bright red of the sea of ​​blood, making the entire Huangshi Slope look like daytime. The cruelty of the world of cultivating immortals is vividly depicted in the weird and bizarre lights.

"Ah!

”

Chu Mian, who was sitting cross-legged in the sea of ​​​​blood, suddenly looked up to the sky and howled. The black shadow that invaded the spiritual platform was decomposed and dispersed, and finally turned into nutrients in the spiritual platform, nourishing it in the long time that followed.

Chu Mian’s soul.

His eyes opened instantly, his palms were raised like a knife, and he slowly slashed forward... It was like a rain curtain separated from the middle, lifted to both sides, revealing Chu Mian's true appearance.

Outside the sea of ​​​​blood, Qing Fu frowned coldly, and the killing intent in his eyes almost turned into reality. But inside the sea of ​​​​blood, Chu Mian sat alone leisurely, with an expression neither happy nor sad.

"Seeking death!"

The two words that were almost squeezed out from the gap between the teeth turned into a cold sword, using the power of the sea of ​​blood as a medium to suppress it and fall!

"Hula——!"

The sea of ​​blood rolled up into angry waves, and two tornadoes suddenly appeared around Chu Mian, drawing away the power of the boundless sea of ​​blood and continuing to transport it into his body for transformation.

Facing the sword coming from Qing Fu, Chu Mian did not intend to confront him head-on. He dodged the sharp edge like a fish until his power was exhausted.

If it was said that it was difficult for him to move his fingers in the sea of ​​​​blood before, then since the turtle and the turkey exerted their strength at the same time, he has established an additional connection with the sea of ​​​​blood, even if it is a method to suppress the sea of ​​​​blood.

Even the weapon, the ghost flag, could not stop it. So, Chu Mian frantically gathered up the wool.

And Qingfu would definitely not let a little monk take advantage of him. With a casual move, the ghost banner that had been following him since he entered the world of cultivation suddenly appeared in his palm.

After facing the wind, the ferocious remnant souls and powerful souls roared into the sea of ​​blood!

Immediately afterwards, Qingfu's arms shook, and a surge of evil energy instantly emerged. The sea of ​​​​blood was compressing towards the center at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"No matter what your abilities are, you will die today."

Somehow, he was almost certain that his son's disappearance had a great deal to do with the person in front of him. But now is not the time to talk about this. After catching him and torturing him, he would erode him with the power of the sea of ​​blood.

After capturing the soul and refining it, all the truth will emerge.

It is said to be a 'blood sea', but in fact it is just derived from a blood pool. No matter how vast the edge is, there is always an end. Chu Mian, who was in it, quickly felt the difference, the overwhelming power.

The pressure never dissipated, further reducing his activity space.

The intimidating power of the veteran masters in the Pulse Condensation Realm is really not comparable to that of Qingshen. Even though Chu Mian used many methods, it was still difficult to resist. As he retreated, there were more and more flaws.

"Old bastard!"

Chu Mian gritted his teeth and shouted angrily. The suction force in the air sea became even more powerful. The two tornadoes gradually merged and turned into an increasingly huge vortex, spinning crazily around Chu Mian's body.

Qing Fu's face suddenly turned livid. He could clearly feel that the power of the sea of ​​​​blood that he had worked hard to accumulate for countless years was being swallowed up three points faster!

"I don't know whether to live or die!"

Qing Fu was angry. He felt like a clown being teased by ants. His patience was finally exhausted, and the pressure suddenly increased. The sea of ​​blood turned into a solid barrier, instantly restraining Chu Mian!

"Poof!

”

A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out and merged with the surrounding red light, no longer distinguishable from each other.

"Is this the end?"

Chu Mian was not willing to give in. If he was given enough time to practice, he believed that it wouldn't take long before Qingfu could kneel down and call him daddy. But now everything had come too early, so early that he would not be able to bear it.

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The monks were already surrounded within a radius of dozens of miles. When all the momentum merged into one and surged towards Chu Mian unreasonably, his fate seemed to be destined.

"Let me see where you are going..."

Before the word 'escape' could be said, continuous screams were heard from the outermost layer of Huangshi Slope.

Qingfu's breath stagnated, and he turned around to find a young man with a shiny forehead. He clasped his hands together and fiddled with the ball hanging on his neck as he slowly walked towards here.

Channels of golden light emitted from his body, melting all the evil energy into nothingness. A monk stepped forward to stop him in anger, but he couldn't touch the three inches in front of him, so he howled and vomited blood and flew away.

When he saw the man's face clearly, Chu Mian, who was trapped in the sea of ​​blood, was stunned. Even in such a dangerous situation, he couldn't help but laughed and cursed: "You bald donkey, how can you be so invisible all day long?"

of?"

As he said that, he acted as if nothing was wrong. He put all his previous reluctance aside and said with an indifferent smile on his face, "Do you know where this place is? Get out of here and don't disturb my fighting skills."

"Amitabha,"

Jueyu raised his head and stared at Chu Mian who was locked in the air, unable to move at all. He couldn't help but smile knowingly, "Donor, I haven't seen you for several days, how did you end up in this situation?"

Hearing this, Chu Mian's face turned pale and said, "Go, go, go!"

This smelly monk won’t open any pot!

"Hehehehe..."

Qingfu listened to the conversation between the two and laughed coldly, "Any wild cat or dog can bark in front of me."

As these words fell, without him needing to take action, monks from the Corpse Demon Sect swarmed forward, and the shouts of killing instantly spread throughout the countryside!

And at this moment, I saw the large formation in the distance, glittering and translucent, and a series of figures rushed out from it. Under the leadership of the three leaders, they attacked the flank of Huangshi Slope!

Qing Fu, who didn't care at first, immediately straightened up after seeing the three figures, and jumped up with a long smile, "How dare the turtles of the Haoran Sect come here to catch the autumn wind?!"

The solidified sea of ​​blood surged again, intending to sweep the three people at the same time and include them. But...

I have to say that Qing Fu still underestimated Chu Mian.

"Hula——!"

After regaining his freedom, Chu Mian formed two wings on his back. After fluttering his wings to break away from the sea of ​​blood, he stopped in the air in the next moment and grabbed hard at the sea of ​​blood with both hands!

"Since I gave you a generous gift, how can I take it back?!"

The tornado roared up and plunged into it. At a speed that exceeded the limit, it swallowed up a fifth of the power of the sea of ​​​​blood in an instant!

[Visualization: Blood Pool, 79%]

"Hiccup!"

Looking at the unbelievable Qing Fu, Chu Mian grinned. With the combined efforts of the silly turtle and the turkey, it was just a swirl, and another fifth was scraped off!

[Visualization: Blood Pool, 100%]

[Complete visualization and understanding: "Introducing the Spirit and Tempering the Body"]

……

Ah this...

"Thank you!"

Qingbin: "???"

"You are looking for death!

”

Qingbin roared instantly, "Zhang Kai, stop the people from the Haoran Sect!"

As he spoke, sonic booms sounded behind him, and his body rushed towards Chu Mian!

But Chu Mian flashed and looked at the three old acquaintances opposite him. He really didn't expect that these three people were guarding the spirit stone veins, and he didn't expect that they would choose to fight back at this time, but no matter

No matter what, there is no harm to Chu Mian.

I saw him take a deep breath, and a roar sounded like thunder, resounding throughout the sky!

"Chu Mian, a disciple of the Haoran Sect, has something of a life-and-death stake to report. Please protect me, elders!"