The Ancient Vast Realm

The burly man was horrified to see that the strange boy had stood beside him at some point, with a pair of snake-like pupils staring at him indifferently.

"Gurgle"

The burly man swallowed unconsciously. He had lost all confidence in killing Feng Xuan and no longer had any illusions.

The darkness of the night enveloped the boy behind him, and the light from the dancing flames of the bonfire reflected on the boy's evil face, which made the burly man feel that this was an out-and-out monster, and he just wanted to escape from this monster.

Yes, he could only say that this was a monster. With his demonized state, he was confident that he could fight against even an ordinary blood-level warrior, but facing this boy who looked like a venomous snake, he couldn't even fight back.

However, he also understood that in his current state, he was afraid that he would have no hope of escaping the other party's pursuit.

"Hey... Hey, you little bastard..."

The burly man almost collapsed mentally. Just as he was about to continue to insult Feng Xuan, before he finished speaking, a flash of knife light spread from his forehead to his body.

——Tear

The burly man's body was split in half by the knife light, and the two pieces of the body fell to the left and right in a uniform manner, with blood and internal organs scattered all over the ground.

Feng Xuan looked at the remains of the burly man indifferently, ignoring the body on the ground that was still emitting a faint black gas.

He stepped over the burly man's body and slowly walked to the fire, watching the crackling of the burning wood in the fire.

Feng Xuan touched the pattern on his body absentmindedly, and scratched the snake scales on his neck, his eyebrows almost wrinkled into a Sichuan character.

"Are you still affected?"

Feng Xuan said to himself.

He had felt that something was not right with himself before. When he heard the stories they told him about wanting to kill him and the hyenas, he could no longer stop the killing intent in his heart, which almost became real.

But the inexplicable feeling hid this killing intent very well, and it was almost impossible for outsiders to detect it.

It was like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark. Although the prey was right in front of it, it could hide its killing intention very well and give the enemy a fatal blow in an instant.

Feng Xuan knew very well that it was definitely not his usual character. He could not feel it at ordinary times, but during the battle just now, when his emotions fluctuated violently, the bloodthirsty and violent emotions were immediately magnified several times.

In other words, Feng Xuan's soul was strong and he could detect something wrong with himself in time.

If he was in a normal situation, even if there was little hope, he would try to keep these hyenas alive for questioning. After all, even if he could not torture them to get anything out, he could cut them into human pigs and bring them back to the tribe. Wu Lao should be able to find a way.

After all, as a witch of the spirit witch, Feng Xuan knew that he could refine many strange secret medicines and know some weird magic.

But Feng Xuan was affected by that inexplicable emotion before, and killed the three people without hesitation, and did not get any important information at all, which made him feel a little regretful after calming down.

"It seems that I need to pay attention to my condition in the future. I didn't expect that the sequelae of absorbing the essence and blood of wild beasts would be so serious. It seems that when absorbing these wild beasts, I must digest them first before returning to the tribe to avoid any problems. It is also urgent to improve the witch cultivation."

The state of being affected by emotions is not what Feng Xuan wants to see. This will greatly affect his control of the battle situation.

Feng Xuan thought for a moment, made a summary of himself, and finally turned his eyes to several corpses.

"I don't know if these people have any treasures?"

Feng Xuan moved several corpses together and began to explore the corpses.

In the end, the only things he felt were valuable were a few white yuan stones, a black token, a piece of animal skin with the words "Resisting Breath" written in human witch language, and a pair of blood ginsengs. Feng Xuan didn't care about the other scattered items.

What surprised Feng Xuan was that the pair of blood ginsengs were more than 500 years old, and they were already at the level of spiritual medicine. Feng Xuan guessed that it was probably prepared by the thin man or the tall man for him to break through the Zang Yun realm. This was a bargain for himself.

As for the black token, there was a strange flower in full bloom carved in the middle. If you stare at it for a long time, you will even feel that the whole person will sink into it.

Feng Xuan didn't know what kind of flower it was, but he subconsciously felt that this token might be an important clue, so he put it into the Feng Ling Ring.

As for the animal skin with the words "Resisting Breath", Feng Xuan didn't look at it for long, and put it into the Feng Ling Ring.

At this time, Feng Xuan, with blood on his hands, looked at several corpses. For some reason, although it was the first time to kill his own people, his heart was almost calm. It was not known whether it was because Feng Xuan was used to killing or because of the influence of physical emotions, Feng Xuan was more inclined to the latter.

"Well, I don't know if there will be any changes in myself after absorbing human warriors."

Feng Xuan looked at the blood flowing all over the ground, and his heart suddenly moved, eager to try. As for any psychological barriers, there was no such thing.

Feng Xuan's philosophy has always been to treat enemies mercilessly, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with turning their cultivation into his own strength.

However, what he didn't notice was that some of his ideas had gradually changed. If it was the previous Feng Xuan, even if it was good for himself, he probably wouldn't choose to treat the human race as the object of cultivation and blood extraction, even if it was just an enemy.

Feng Xuan placed his hand over the pile of corpses, and under the surge of Shaman Soul Power, he slowly extracted all the remaining blood from the bodies of several people, floating in the air and slowly gathering into a blood globule the size of a human head.

A strong smell of blood rushed towards him, but Feng Xuan's expression remained unchanged and he looked at the floating blood ball indifferently.

Feng Xuan slowly stretched his hand into it, and the blood gradually covered his entire palm. He closed his eyes and felt the changes in himself.

The blood ball was constantly surging and boiling under Feng Xuan's absorption, changing various shapes, as if it would explode in the next second, but it was firmly locked in mid-air by Feng Xuan's witch soul power and could not disperse.

Slowly, the size of the blood cells became slightly smaller. The red and black blood cells gradually turned bright red, then light red, and finally only a ball of turbid spherical liquid remained.

Feng Xuan opened his eyes and waved the liquid aside casually.

Go back to the campfire and sit down, slowly feeling the changes in yourself.

After Feng Xuan checked, he suddenly found that his cultivation had improved a little, and he was almost at the middle stage of refining the internal organs. This made Feng Xuan feel incredible, considering that he had only broken through to the internal refining stage a few days ago. .

But he calmed down and counted the items absorbed during this period, including the tree core of the vampire tree demon, a complete body of the crazy blood scorpion king, and a complete body of the green lin tree snake. The blood in the whole body of these people was wasted. It has changed a lot, but it is understandable that I have achieved my current state.

If it were the rest of the people, I am afraid that the things they had absorbed would have already pushed them to the peak of the Zang Refining Stage. Of course, the premise is that the body can withstand it, but Feng Xuan's physical foundation is too strong.