True Immortal of the Netherworld

Under the purple sun, in the wilderness.

The iron-faced man carried an iron coffin on his back, and with the dying bald man under his right arm, he ran wildly risking his life. His big feet were like the hooves of a war horse, causing grass to fly and earth to fall wherever he stepped.

As he ran, he muttered: "Two of us hit one, but we suffered a big loss. It's really evil. If I didn't have an iron corpse puppet to block the blow for me, I might have fallen there just now."

The bald man who was now being held under the arm of the iron-faced weirdo was covered in blood, and his arms were hanging down weakly like a boneless snake.

"Brother Iron Face, I'm very thirsty, can you give me some water?" The bald man begged with his dry lips slightly parted.

"Be patient for now, I wonder if the witch in white has caught up with me?"

In Tie Lian's heart, the current Ning Lin'er was as powerful as a monster. A big demon.

Ning Lin'er relied on the Bai Luan barrier to activate the "Bai Luan Shock Transformation", using a secret method to combine her body shape and the powerful Bai Luan projection into one. With a body of hundreds of feet and a shocking spiritual energy, it is really like the legendary White Luan Great Demon Spirit coming from the demon spirit world...

The scene of the disastrous defeat not long ago was vivid in Tie Lian's mind, and Tie Lian was convinced that he could be defeated at the hands of such a big demon spirit.

Boom, boom, boom.

Tie Lian's footsteps were as fast as his heartbeat. A trail of dust rose up behind him, and he ran for more than a hundred miles in one breath without looking back.

In a hidden mountain col, Tie Lian realized that no one was chasing him, so he put the bald man down.

"Thirsty...thirst..." The bald man's eyes were sunken and dull, and he muttered one word repeatedly.

The iron-faced weirdo took a closer look at the bald man's condition.

At this moment, the bald man's skin was dark in color and covered with wrinkles like old tree bark. His body had shrunk to half of its original size, with a hunched back, chapped lips, and ragged clothes. Like a big insect that had just been roasted to death by fire.

"It's so miserable." The iron-faced weirdo said.

As he spoke, the iron-faced weirdo took out a water bag from the storage bag, opened the stopper and handed it to the bald man's mouth, and then said: "You drink water first, and I will do some exercises for you later."

The bald man didn't even have the strength to drink water. He barely raised his neck and was given a sip of water. But immediately after a violent cough, he spit out all the small sip of water he originally drank.

"I...I can't do it anymore. I didn't expect that the female cultivator named Ning Lin'er, whom I haven't seen for a short time, would evolve to such a terrifying level of cultivation. She could destroy me with just one move."

"As long as I'm here, I won't let this insect like you die so easily." Iron Face said firmly.

"Brother Iron Face, to be honest, the technique I practice is the insect control technique of the Insect Blood Clan in the Southern Region. In order to be able to control flying insects freely, the blood in my body has long been refined and replaced with the blood of insects. On weekdays, I They all rely on sucking the blood from flying insects to survive, but in the battle just now, all the flying insects I control have died, and the insect blood in their bodies has been exhausted. If the flying insects I sacrificed are there, they can replenish their blood. Recover from injury. But in the current situation, we can only wait for death. This is the fate of the insect-blooded people," the bald man said with force.

"Is there really no other way? Just tell me and I will definitely help you." Iron Face said sincerely.

Listening to Tie Lian's words, the bald man's eyes flashed and said: "Brother Tie Lian, I secretly set up a temporary cave outside the Green Fire Demonic Domain, and there are also many flying insects I sacrificed hidden there. But to get there, It will take at least seven days. As long as you can lend me something, I can survive within seven days."

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

"It's your soul blood. As long as I drink your soul blood every other day, I can stay alive for seven days."

"This? My blood is not suitable. How about I capture someone in the Green Fire Demon Realm to suck blood for you?" Tie Lian thought for a while and replied.

"It's too late. Without your blood, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for half an hour. And once I drink your blood, I can't drink other people's blood. Otherwise, the blood in my body will solidify and I will die instantly. If you If you don’t want to, forget it, you and I are both evil cultivators, and I won’t force you.”

Tie Lian thought about it for a moment, and then replied: "Okay, I promise you. However, I saved your life, and you must also promise to give me something."

"As long as you agree to my request, I can give you anything."

"I haven't decided yet. I'll tell you when the time comes."

"Come on." Iron Face stretched out an arm and rolled up his cuffs, revealing his strong muscles.

The bald head was like a mosquito catching the smell of blood. He took a deep breath, then with all his strength, he bit Iron Face's arm firmly.

After a while, a series of teeth marks were left on Tie Lian's arm, and blood oozed faintly.

The bald head drank the soul blood of the iron face, and the whole person suddenly became much more energetic.

"Thank you, Brother Tie Lian, for giving me the soul blood to extend my life. I would also like to trouble you to send me to a temporary cave outside the Green Fire Demon Territory."

"let's go."

Iron Face carried Bald Head on his left shoulder and his iron coffin on his right shoulder, striding like flying under the guidance of Bald Head. It seems that losing some soul blood will not cause any major harm to him.

Two days later.

Baldhead and Ironface left the Green Fire Demon Realm.

At this moment, the bald head and body are still shriveled, but his complexion is much better and he has gained strength to speak. Iron Face, on the other hand, wears an iron mask on his face, so you can't see his tired look.

"As expected of Brother Iron Face, he left the Green Fire Demon Realm in just two days. At the current speed, he can reach my temporary cave in just half a day." Bald Head said.

"That's good. When you are fine, we can go back to the Green Fire Demon Realm to report back to the Shadow Master. If I am the only one who goes back, the Shadow Master will probably blame me for running away from the battlefield. I will not be able to defend myself." Iron Face explained.

"Brother Iron Face, let me borrow your soul blood to drink one more time, so that I can persist to the cave. It must be very hard for you to carry me all the way and have my blood soul sucked by me."

"It doesn't matter, you can do it. But don't suck too much. If I drink too much blood, I will get sick." As he said that, he showed his arms with a stern face.

"Hey, you're welcome then."

The bald head took a big gulp of Iron Face's soul blood, unwilling to let go for a long time. The caterpillar-shaped pattern on his bald head began to become ruddy and protruding as it was filled with soul blood, as if it was about to crawl.

Iron Face seemed to realize something and asked: "Brother Caterpillar, why did you take so long to smoke this time?"

The bald man ignored it and continued to take big gulps.

Suddenly, Tie Lian felt his legs and feet went weak and sat on the ground. If he hadn't been holding the iron coffin with his hands, he would have collapsed on the ground.

The bald man then moved his mouth away from Tie Lian's arm. At this time, Tie Lian's arm was already purple and black.

The bald man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand and licked his fingers with his tongue, "Such good soul blood cannot be wasted."

Then he made hand gestures to guide the blood soul power into his body. His originally shriveled body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually returning to its original appearance.

The bald head narrowed his eyes, revealing an evil light, and looked at Iron Face beside him, "Brother Iron Face, your blood soul is truly the best delicacy in the world."

"When you were sucking my blood and soul just now, did you secretly plant paralyzing insect poison on me?" Iron Face's tone suddenly became panicked.

"You are right, it is paralyzing insect poison, and there are still a lot of it. At this moment, you can only be at my mercy. I have a secret to tell you. Do you know why I always insist on teaming up with you to complete various tasks. Because I practice the secret art of flying insects, I have to absorb a powerful soul blood body every six months to ensure that I do not completely transform into insects and thus improve my body. Otherwise, my body will become full of insect blood as time goes by. It will come back and turn me into a crazy insect.”

"So, I have been your target all along." Iron Face said.

"That's it. I really appreciate your company during this period of time, and you have never given up on me, I am very touched. I will not give up on you, just let me suck your blood and soul, and your life will be integrated into It's in my blood. We are all evil cultivators, don't you blame me?" After saying this, the bald man laughed strangely.

As soon as he finished speaking, Bald Head rushed forward crazily, biting Iron Face's neck with blood on the corner of his mouth, and sucked wildly.

Tie Lian did not resist, maybe he was poisoned and no longer had the strength to resist.

The surface of the bald head's body emitted glistening blood-colored light and shadow, and his aura became stronger and stronger.

After a while, the bald head was finally full.

He removed his mouth from Iron Face's neck, "It's so enjoyable, Brother Iron Face, we have been working together for so long, and I have never seen your true face. Today, let me take off your iron mask, remember You are the one."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bald man reached out and grabbed the iron-faced mask.

At this moment, two gray-white spiritual lights suddenly flashed through the pupils under the Iron Face mask. Iron Face opened his mouth, and a bloody sword shot straight out.

The distance was too close, and the bald head was completely defenseless.

With a "pop", the blood sword pierced directly into the bald head's heart.

Baldhead screamed in pain, then covered his heart with one hand.

"You, you weren't poisoned?" Bald Head pointed at Iron Face with his other hand and questioned loudly.

Before he finished speaking, Baldhead felt that the blood all over his body had solidified, his body was stiff, and he stood in place like a wooden stake, unable to move.

"You, your blood is poisonous?" the bald head said in horror.

"I told you before that you will get sick if you drink my blood." As he said that, Tie Lian suddenly stood up, but he seemed to have lost too much blood and his body was still shaking slightly.

Iron Face patted his head, calmed down, and then walked towards where the bald head was standing.

The bald man realized something was wrong and said anxiously: "Brother, please forgive me this time. I have no choice but to do it. You see, you are still good. I am willing to work hard for you and will never regret it."

The iron-faced man stopped, stood opposite the bald man, and said in a calm tone: "You just told your secret, so I will tell you mine. Everyone knows that I practice physical skills, and I am extremely powerful. In fact, it is not the case. I practice the forbidden zombie technique, and my blood has long been refined into zombie blood, so your insect poison is ineffective against me. Coincidentally, I am the same as you. From time to time, I have to absorb the blood of other zombies to replenish myself, otherwise I will turn into a real zombie. Therefore, this is why I always team up with others to complete tasks. In fact, before you. , eight partners have been turned into zombies and drained of their blood. You and I plotted against each other from the beginning. This is really a beautiful story.”

Hearing Iron Face say this, Baldhead smiled bitterly and said, "Why do I feel that this story is not f*cking beautiful at all."

As he spoke, there were tears of blood in his eyes. He knew that his path of evil cultivation for more than a hundred years was coming to an end.

Not willing to give in!

Wronged!

Vicious!

Iron Face took off his mask with one hand, and underneath the mask was a gentle scholar's face, just a little thin.

"Anyone who sees my true face is dead, and you are no exception."

Iron Face's consciousness moved, and the iron coffin beside him opened with a bang. The iron corpse puppet jumped out, grabbed the bald head with a pair of iron hands, and injected corpse poison into the bald head from the mechanism on the fingertips.

After a moment, the bald head rolled his eyes. His whole body no longer had the aura of a living person, but instead had a layer of gray zombie aura.

Tie Lian opened his mouth and sucked in, and the wound left by the blood sword in the heart of the bald man burst open, and the bright red blood soul was continuously sucked into Tie Lian's mouth.

After an unknown amount of time, all that was left of the bald man was a shriveled skin that was thrown to the ground.

Iron Face put the mask back on, and with one hand, he shot out a gray-white ghost fire and landed on the bald body.

Before the fire was extinguished, Iron Face was already carrying his iron coffin and fleeing towards the direction of the Green Fire Demon Realm.