Yuantian

In the blood refinement world numbered '893 Baicang'.

Whoosh!

Wu Yuan's wings fluttered slightly, and his speed soared a lot. Although the black-robed youth fled frantically, he was still quickly drawn closer.

The distance between the two sides is only a hundred miles.

"Damn it, who is wrong for this Wu Yuan to chase after me?" The black-robed youth grieved in his heart: "I only have one life, and there are only a few peerless geniuses who can break through the fourteenth floor of the Dark Star. "

"I'm afraid there are less than 200 people in the entire blood refinement battlefield. Why did I meet them?" the black-robed youth gritted his teeth.

There were waves of despair in his heart.

"No! I can't die, absolutely not."

"I still have to go through the blood demon battle and enter the second stage to win the opportunity for blood refinement. I haven't become a fairy yet." Under the pressure of life and death, many thoughts flashed through the mind of this young man in black.

"Wu Yuan! Stop!"

The young man in black suddenly transmitted sound through his true essence, his voice anxious: "Save my life, my level of formation and refining are very high, I can help you refine a very powerful formation."

"As long as you spare my life, I will help you and follow you all the way."

Whoosh!

Wu Yuan was approaching quickly.

"Refining? Formation?" Wu Yuan couldn't help but smile, and his divine sense responded.

"Yes!" Seeing Wu Yuan's response, the black-robed youth seemed to see the hope of surviving, and hurriedly said, "Your strength is unparalleled, but if you look at the entire blood training battlefield, it may not be unparalleled. If you encounter other terrifying existences, such as Ao Qi! Dongfang Hongguang...will be very dangerous."

"But you have me, as long as you can collect enough precious materials and give me enough time, I can completely refine an extremely high-level formation. At that time, you can lead other participants, which is enough to greatly increase your strength." The young man in black said quickly.

His mind was circling.

Refining formations?

No! He just wanted to delay time, and then look for a suitable opportunity to escape.

"Your words are very sweet and deceptive." Wu Yuan couldn't help smiling, showing his big white teeth: "It's a pity, I'm more interested in your Blood Demon Token than the formation in your mouth."

"Fairy country participant!"

boom!

Wu Yuan's wings vibrated slightly, and his speed suddenly soared to a terrifying level. With four arms swinging, four swords pierced the sky.

"No!" The face of the black-robed youth changed drastically, and countless cyan airflows shot out from behind him, followed by overwhelming silver needles.

Countless silver needles.

It was even more like lightning, whizzing and rushing towards the towering Wu Yuan who was slaughtered at high speed from all directions.

Silver needles have terrible penetrating power.

"Wow!" "Wow!" "Wow!" The light of the knife flickered, like a frightening madness of the light of the knife, instantly scattered all the silver needles, only a few pierced through and stabbed Wu Yuan's body .

"Keng~" "Keng~" "Keng~" However, it was as if ordinary silver needles suddenly pierced the reinforced steel plate, and they couldn't pierce through at all.

"What?" The black-robed youth stared.

boom!

Wu Yuan had already descended, and four terrifying sword lights descended immediately, some were thick and mighty, some were as fast as electricity, or some were strange and unpredictable.

This is Wu Yuan's full-strength explosion.

"咻~" "咻~" The young man in black robe understood the way of wind, and reached the level of true meaning. His speed was extremely strange, but he only dodged twice.

In terms of absolute speed, he was much slower than Wu Yuan.

"Pfft~"

The light of the knife flashed across his neck in an instant. Even though the neck was protected by a spiritual weapon armor, the terrible impact still turned his body into a blood mist.

fall!

Until his death, the black-robed youth carried endless unwillingness.

He had thought that he would die, but he didn't expect to die so soon.

"One thousand one hundred and sixty-two blood demon orders have been added." Wu Yuan sensed the changes in the leaderboards in the Blood Refining Wonderland.

A very exaggerated number.

This is the time that Wu Yuan has received the most blood demon orders in the past twelve days.

"His original Blood Demon Token was one thousand and six? It's not bad. All the participants from the Immortal Kingdom are not weak." A thought flashed in Wu Yuan's mind.

"Being able to fight against me for a few tricks has the threshold strength of the Purple Mansion Realm."

If it was an ordinary Jindan Ninth Layer cultivator, he wouldn't even be able to withstand a single move by Wu Yuan.

Those with a strong foundation like Wu Yuan can almost be regarded as monks in the mountains and rivers, and combined with the terrifying perception of Tao, they are all relatively strong in the purple mansion.

Naturally terrible!

If Jindan monks can use terrifying formations, such as the 'Heavenly Fire Great Formation', dozens or hundreds of them can fight Wu Yuan once or twice.

When can we disperse? Facing Wu Yuan, he was just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"I don't know which side is the genius." Wu Yuan secretly said.

Geniuses like these belong to the very forefront of the first-class sects in Xianzhou.

A genius.

But he died here silently. This is the cruelty of the battle of blood refinement, wandering on the edge of life and death.

And for more than ten days, the deaths of immortal cultivators seemed to remind Wu Yuan of the cruelty of the immortal path.

be careful!

In this battle of blood refinement, one must be more careful.

With the speed of Wu Yuan's thinking, these thoughts were only fleeting, and he waved away the many magic weapons left by the black-robed youth.

These magic weapons may be useless or useful, so Wu Yuan simply took them first.

"kill!"

Wu Yuan fluttered his wings, turned into a streamer, and continued to kill the other cultivators who were fleeing frantically.

This army of immortal cultivators numbered in the thousands.

In the end, under Wu Yuan's frantic pursuit, only half of the army of nearly 1,200 immortal cultivators fled away.

And the same.

The news about "Wu Yuan possesses first-level blood refinement seed strength" also quickly spread in this blood refinement battlefield area.

The black-robed youth spread the news crazily before he arrived.

Don't say that Wu Yuan doesn't know about this.

Even if he knew it, he didn't care at all.

"Killing ordinary combatants, although a large amount of blood mist can be accumulated, but the accumulation of Blood Demon Tokens is a bit slow. If this killing continues, how long will it take to reach 100,000 Blood Demon Tokens? How about a million Blood Demon Tokens?" Meaning: "To find a genius."

"Hunting those blood refining seeds, and those participating in the battle in the fairyland, killing one is a thousand blood demon orders."

Wu Yuan chose to speed up his exploration, instead of repeatedly exploring in one place, he flew linearly.

Explore other areas.

This kind of behavior is very bold, unless you have absolute confidence in your own strength.

Otherwise, absolutely would not do it.

And just so.

Wu Yuan is extremely confident in his own strength.

Time passed, day by day.

Wu Yuan began to encounter other second-level blood-refining seeds and participants from the Immortal Kingdom one after another, because once they were six hundred miles away, they could sense each other's aura.

so.

Wherever he meets, Wu Yuan will explode with all his strength, one after another powerful fighters will fall under his four sabers.

His Blood Demon Order really began to soar.

Every time you defeat a blood refinement seed or a participant in the fairy kingdom, you can get at least a thousand blood demon tokens.

...

"Too ruthless!"

"This Wu Yuan keeps rising in the rankings, and often has more than a thousand Blood Demon Tokens in one jump. He must have defeated other geniuses."

"It's cruel enough."

"Several of the disciples I sent to participate in the battle have been killed. I don't know if Wu Yuan killed them." In the Baicang fairyland, there is a special and vast space to watch the battle.

Earth immortals, upper immortals, and even heavenly immortals from various forces in Qianxianzhou of Baicang Immortal Kingdom can come here to watch the battle.

It is different from the powerhouses in the Blood Alchemy Demon Palace.

For the powerhouses of the Baicang Immortal Kingdom lineage, they can only see the ranking of the Blood Demon Token, and use this to judge whether the geniuses sent by their own forces to the blood refinement battlefield have fallen or not.

And Wu Yuan, as a highly regarded genius.

His Blood Demon order's ranking continued to soar, which naturally attracted attention.

"It's in the top 100."

"It's crazy! His speed into the top 100 is only a little slower than Ao Qi's. It's only been more than 20 days."

There are many immortals from the lineage of Baicang Immortal Kingdom.

They all remembered Wu Yuan's name.

They all believe that if Wu Yuan does not fall in the future, he is destined to become a super existence in the "Bai Cang Branch" of the Blood Alchemy Demon Palace.

...

"It's crazy."

"It was bloody."

"This is the top 100. It's really fast, and it's much faster than I expected." Wu Tianshang stared at the leaderboard, and then grinned: "Haha, good thing, it's a big thing."

"Wu Yuan's strength may not only be through the thirteenth floor of the Dark Star."

"Yes, the speed at which his Blood Demon Token is improving is too exaggerated. It doesn't look like a genius who ranks in the hundreds of Dark Stars." Some immortals raised doubts.

They could not see the specific battle scene of Wu Yuan.

However, from the range of changes in Wu Yuan's Blood Demon Token, it can be inferred how powerful Wu Yuan is.

Without such a strong strength, how could he kill so many geniuses?

...

Blood Refining Fairyland, in the Celestial Watching Space of the Baicang Plane.

"In terms of strength, Wu Yuan should be ranked in the top 100. Compared to his age, he is extremely dazzling."

"Yep."

"He is very strong, and he has a deep understanding of the way of the stars, but he is not yet at the seventh level of the realm, and he is still unable to compete with the top geniuses." Many immortals communicated with each other and expressed their opinions.

Their vision is very high.

Little guys like Wu Yuan, Ao Qi, and Bai Li, who are in the Jindan state and the spiritual body state, no matter how high their perception of Tao is, they are generally at the level of true meaning (lower law).

In their eyes, there are basically no secrets.

"On the understanding of Dao, Wu Yuan is only slightly stronger than other geniuses on the thirteenth floor of the dark star. What is really powerful about him is his foundation, his natal spirit beast."

"His origin technique is also very good."

"Wu Yuan is a fighting genius." Many star masters sitting in the front spoke one after another, drawing conclusions for Wu Yuan.

The sense of Tao is very important.

What can determine the strength is the foundation, combat awareness, Taoism, magic weapon and many other aspects.

Undoubtedly, apart from the perception of Dao, Wu Yuan can be regarded as the top few in the entire blood refinement battlefield in other aspects.

Actually.

These celestial beings who watched the battle didn't know that even if it was the perception of Dao, if Wu Yuan broke out with the 'Way of Longevity', he would still be at the top.

time flies.

In a blink of an eye.

The blood refining battle lasted for more than a month, in a passage tens of thousands of miles wide in the blood refining battlefield.

In an inconspicuous cave, it is a mess.

There are several passages that are only tens of miles wide, leading to unknown areas.

Wu Yuan is meditating cross-legged here.

His spiritual thoughts were scattered in a radius of three hundred miles, and he was always on guard.

"It's really tiring." Wu Yuan sighed inwardly.

Really tired!

Such continuous frantic life-and-death fights would make anyone feel extremely tired, not just physically and mentally.

It is a kind of boredom from the depths of the soul.

Tired of killing.

Lives are dying before their eyes.

"In less than two months, nearly 10,000 immortal cultivators were killed." Wu Yuan gently closed his eyes. This kind of crazy killing was an unprecedented experience for him.

No matter past life or present life, never experienced.

Wu Yuan has never been afraid of killing. Since when he left the city, when he defeated the Fierce Tiger Gang alone, his heart became extremely cold.

Set foot on the road of practice.

Killing will only be the norm.

Along the way, killing was commonplace, Wu Yuan was not addicted to killing, but he was never merciful when he really wanted to do something.

It's just, the battle of blood refinement.

It still greatly touched Wu Yuan's heart.

"The confrontation between the gods and the real killing is incomparable." Wu Yuan muttered to himself: "The confrontation between the gods and the gods, no matter how real the disguise is, deep down I still know it's fake."

"If it's fake, you won't care."

"The battle of blood refining is killing. Even if I am as strong as me, the confrontation is not life-threatening, but dying in front of each other is also a kind of shock to the heart." Many changes have taken place in Wu Yuan's mind.

Received a kind of baptism.

"This, I am afraid, is one of the purposes of holding such a cruel 'Blood Refining Battle' in the Blood Refining Demon Palace." Wu Yuan thought in his heart: "No wonder, the guardian Xiongyuan said at the beginning that the immortal cultivators of the Immortal Kingdom Those who are very cowardly."

"What he said was not strength, but heart."

Wu Yuan thought of Zhuo Haiyue again.

She had experienced the golden core blood refining battle, and came back alive, soaring into the sky just now, and even worshiped under Xingjun's sect.

I pondered for a long time.

Wu Yuan had a faint understanding in his heart.

The 'Sura Demon Way' of the Blood Refining Demon Palace is not purely for the sake of killing, but for the pleasure of killing.

That kind of person is a lunatic and a demon.

What is Shura?

Understand one's Dao heart, and then act unswervingly towards the goal, without any interference from the external environment.

If the goal is to save one world, then save one world.

If achieving the goal is to destroy the sky and destroy the earth, then even if the sky and the earth collapse and countless souls fall, the heart will not be shaken in the slightest!

This is Shura!

"Where is my obsession with Dao Heart?" This thought flashed across Wu Yuan's mind involuntarily.

Guard your family?

Guardian clan?

K.

But Wu Yuan understands better that it is by no means complete, it is only a part of his goal in the course of his life.

Not all!

Wu Yuan had a hazy idea in his mind, although it hadn't fully formed yet, he knew what he was going to do now.

"I don't like killing."

"If there is a choice, I can not kill, I will not kill." Wu Yuan's eyes were cold, and he had thought through it: "But, I shouldn't get tired of killing."

"Killing is just a means to an end."

"You don't need to influence your heart for the means, stick to my own path." Wu Yuan secretly said. After clarifying my heart, the original trace of vacillation completely dissipated.

Thinking room.

"The current ranking." Wu Yuan sensed the ranking of the Blood Demon Token in the Blood Refining Wonderland, a very simple two-line number.

Blood Demon Order: 96542

Rank: 78

Since entering the top 100 at a rapid speed, Wu Yuan's Blood Demon Tokens are still rising rapidly and accumulating, but the ranking rises very slowly.

Even, the ranking occasionally drops.

Obviously, in the entire blood refinement battlefield, not only Wu Yuan was killing wildly, but the one or two hundred top geniuses were also killing wildly.

Of course, Ao Qi, who is recognized as the most terrifying, has already broken into the top ten.

And at an astonishing speed, it continued to hit the first place.

"It's been nearly two months. Now, except for a few hundreds or thousands of immortal cultivators, the vast majority of those who are weak may have perished." Wu Yuan secretly said, "One out of ten, or even one out of a hundred."

Wu Yuan has already noticed this sign.

At the beginning, when the divine sense swept across, it was easy to see other participants.

but now? For the longest time, no participant was found for half an hour.

"On the one hand, it is becoming more and more difficult to find combatants, and those who are still alive are generally much stronger than before." Wu Yuan secretly said: "But on the other hand, there are also many blood demon orders in the current combatants. "

Generally speaking, the accumulation speed of the Blood Demon Order will not vary greatly.

While Wu Yuan was thinking.

suddenly.

"Om~" A powerful wave of spiritual thoughts suddenly scattered and swept over, colliding with Wu Yuan's spiritual thoughts in an instant.

"Huh?" Wu Yuan counterattacked without hesitation.

"Boom~"

The two strands of divine sense collided, and Wu Yuan's divine sense only had the upper hand.

"Yang Soul?" Wu Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of vigilance. In the past few months, he has encountered tens of thousands of immortal cultivators along the way.

However, this is the first time he has encountered a participant at the level of 'Sun Soul'.

Don't wait for Wu Yuan to think about it.

"咻~" A slightly illusory golden sword was tearing through the sky at a terrifying speed, and suddenly attacked along the curved cave passage.

The speed was beyond Wu Yuan's imagination.

The sharpness of the golden sword, the vertical and horizontal sword energy, and its natural generation made Wu Yuan's heart tremble, and two words popped up in an instant - Jianyu.

This is the Golden Sword Domain.

"roll!"

With a loud shout and a single thought, Wu Yuan's full strength exploded, his body instantly turned into a hundred feet high, and his four arms suddenly exploded.

Origin technique witch face!

The source technique has four arms!

The four sabers have appeared in the four generous hands at the same time, and the lights of the sabers alternate with each other, forming a nearly perfect defense in an instant.

"Keng!" "Keng!" "Keng!" "Keng!"

There were four collisions in a row, and the golden Excalibur attacked four times in a row, and each time it was heavy, but Wu Yuan's saber light was faster than one, and combined with the scattered stars around him, it was blocked.

With the final blow.

"Peng~" Terrible power pierced through the saber, causing Wu Yuan to retreat violently backwards, hitting the cave wall hard.

Huge cracks appeared on the incomparably solid walls.

Shh~

The fierce and extraordinary golden sword was also exhausted, but it turned back without the slightest tendency to collapse.

In this head-to-head confrontation, Wu Yuan was at an absolute disadvantage.

"What a strong divine sense, what a terrifying sword." Wu Yuan's eyes were fixed, and his heart was extremely vigilant.

This is definitely the most terrifying opponent I encountered when I entered the world of blood refinement.

No!

Even Wu Yuan has never been one of the strongest Golden Core cultivators he has encountered since his cultivation.

Being able to suppress the body-refining deity face to face.

This is the first time!

"Boom!" Wu Yuan's spiritual thoughts erupted in an instant, and spread out in a mighty way, and instantly noticed a young man in white robes hanging in the void three hundred miles away.

Thousands of miles around, are all shrouded in the golden sword field.

"It's him!" Wu Yuan's pupils narrowed slightly, and he already understood who the other party was from his strength and clothing.

Baicang Immortal Kingdom—Gao Yun!

A peerless genius who broke through the fifty-ninth floor of the Two-Star Tower.

In terms of overall strength, it is especially above the deity of Qi Refining.

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ps: 5,000 words, congratulations to the leader of the Silver League, 'Patriarch Boer'! ! !

grateful! ! grateful!