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Tushanjun looked back.

He didn't expect such a powerful technique.

"No, it's not a magic spell, it's an explosion of spiritual objects and ghosts."

With his spiritual consciousness spreading, Tushanjun discovered the truth of the matter.

Lu Guang self-destructed the Yin Shen and blew up the entire Blood Spirit Palace.

Not only that, the golden flames produced by the explosion evaporated most of the blood pool.

The blood demon emerged from the blood pool, half of his body disappeared, and his breath became extremely weak.

If he hadn't been connected with the blood pool, he might have died at that distance.

He shouldn't go after those Qi-training monks from the Five Spirit Sect.

But there was no way. He needed more powerful strength at that time, and he had to replenish his flesh and blood. How could he let go of the living people who came to him.

The Blood Demon really didn't expect that this foundation-building monk who had escaped from Yin Shen would be such a ruthless person.

Doesn't that person know that self-destructing the Yin God will make him a living dead?

Maybe I won't be able to wake up for the rest of my life.

Living as a living dead is more painful than death.

He raised his arm, leaving nothing but bare skin.

The half of the arm was cut off by the sword light.

There were too many wounds on the body, and the pool of blood could not be blocked.

"Hahaha."

"Blood Jade Alchemy."

The disheveled Patriarch Feng clenched the elixir in his hand and laughed maniacally. His lifelong goal was finally coming true.

The breath of laughter was not smooth, and he coughed violently.

vomit.

A large pool of blood spat out from Old Ancestor Feng's mouth, and some fragments of internal organs could still be seen.

The swaying body was supported by the flying sword.

He spent all his belongings but still could not stop Lu Guang's self-destruction.

There is no way to survive alone under such a powerful self-destruction.

Now his strength is less than three or four.

Fortunately, he got the blood jade alchemy he wanted as he wished.

He will become a golden elixir monk.

"Ah."

The Blood Demon laughed coldly and looked at Patriarch Feng as if he were a fool.

"Devil, why are you laughing?"

"I'm laughing at you for being tricked and you don't even know." The Blood Demon laughed loudly, touching the wound so that he didn't dare to move: "The Blood Jade Magic Pill Marrow in your hand has already become an empty shell. There is nothing you can do about it. Help you become a true Jindan."

Patriarch Feng was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the Blood Jade Alchemy in his hand. There was a bit of hesitation in his eyes.

He shook his head slightly and tried to input a bit of mana.

Boom.

The blood jade alchemy was broken.

It is indeed an empty shell as the Blood Demon said!

"puff."

A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, and Patriarch Feng looked up to the sky and shouted: "Impossible!"

Gorefiend laughed.

Yes, he was already dead.

What remains now is only the former foundation-building Yin Shen.

If it hadn't been for the support of the Blood Jade Alchemy for so many years, he really wouldn't be alive now.

He also refined the blood pool, integrated his body into it, and existed as a spiritual object entrusted to the Yin God.

Patriarch Feng murmured and shook his head: "No, how could it be broken?"

"You lied to me."

"It's not an empty shell."

Patriarch Feng used his magic power to carefully re-glue the broken empty shells of elixirs together.

Holding it in the palm of my hand, I felt as if I was mourning my heir.

Tu Shanjun couldn't help but sigh, he didn't expect the final result to be like this.

The head of the Wuling Sect self-destructed the Yin Shen, severely injuring the Blood Demon and at the same time injuring Patriarch Feng of the Yuanling Sect.

In the end of this situation of losing all three, the pill marrow that was fought for turned out to be an empty shell.

Hopes were dashed. Ancestor Feng of the Yuanling Sect was traumatized and had serious problems with his sanity. In addition, he was seriously injured. Amid great joy and sorrow, the future was unpredictable.

"Even if there is no pill-forming spiritual object, I can still form pills."

Patriarch Feng crushed the empty shell in his hand.

Although his eyes were full of despair, he was still not defeated.

He forced himself to use his magic power to involve the disciples of the Yuanling Sect into the light-escape clouds, and used his escape technique to leave the formation.

"Boom."

As the Blood Spirit Palace collapsed, the entire formation began to shake.

The disciples of the sect fled relatively quickly.

The ancestor of the Yuanling Sect is still alive, and his foundation-building escape technique can be regarded as soaring in the clouds, so it is not difficult to carry the Qi Practitioner.

The disciples of Wuling Sect are all good in cultivation, and they can wield swords on their own very quickly.

They didn't know the situation of their leader, so they could only run away desperately.

The casual cultivators rushed to leave the formation.

The blood demon rose from the ground, and the blood pool under his feet turned into a blood mist that enveloped the formation.

From time to time, casual cultivators fell into the blood mist and turned into handfuls of pus and blood.

"The injury is too severe."

The Blood Demon remembered many things. He remembered that he had fought many people, but he still did not remember who he was.

"who I am?"

The Blood Demon raised his remaining arm, and what he saw was pale color. He whispered to himself: "As long as I become stronger, I will definitely be able to remember who I am."

The mist filled the air, and the accumulated water in the blood pool rose, covering the entire Blood Spirit Hall.

Tushanjun had already taken Wen Yue away.

They didn't care about the Blood Jade Alchemy, and they didn't want to fight for it.

Even if the magic pill marrow is not an empty shell, Tu Shanjun is not sure that he can snatch it from the hands of the Yuanling Sect ancestor.

Fly out of the formation.

The original grayness was swept away, and in front of me was a clear sky with drifting wind and clouds.

The fighting pressure of monks in the foundation building stage is very heavy. Many monks have already come out. Except for the sect monks, those who come out now are all casual cultivators who want to find opportunities until the end.

"I don't know if Fellow Daoist Zhang and Fellow Daoist Xu have come out." Wen Yue turned back and looked at the formation.

With the collapse of the Blood Spirit Palace, the formation is about to be sealed off again.

If they don't come out, it's okay if they don't come out for a short time. If they stay in there for a long time until the mana is exhausted and the evil spirit enters the body, they will become unconscious walking zombies over time.

Recalling that he had transmitted the magic notes to the two of them, Wen Yue quickly entered the magic power to ask.

"Friend Daoist Wen?"

"Have you come out yet?"

"Thank you for your concern, Fellow Daoist Wen. We have already left in the morning."

Wen Yue breathed a sigh of relief, Zhang Zhichen and Xu Qing's caution saved them.

Who would have thought that a total of five foundation-building monks would appear in the Blood Spirit Hall.

Datou and Tushanjun did not participate in the battle, but the remaining three people participated in the battle and destroyed the entire Blood Spirit Palace. If it is affected, it will definitely be dead or injured.

Big head has a habit of thinking too much. He always feels that he has to think carefully and will not take action easily when he is not sure.

Tu Shanjun wanted to protect Wen Yue, and since there was no benefit at all from taking action, it would be easy to make wedding clothes for others, so he didn't take action.

If it weren't for Tu Shanjun breaking through the foundation building stage, he would have become a prisoner by now.

Thinking of this, Tushanjun immediately started looking for the big head.

This guy waits for his chance like a poisonous snake.

Whenever Tushanjun's breath was abnormal, he would come up and take a bite, which made Tushanjun feel very angry.

When his consciousness spread out, he did not find Datou's figure.

"He ran really fast." Tu Shanjun sighed to himself.

I didn't think before that these two confrontations would reveal how slippery the big-headed ghost was, far beyond what the remaining four ghosts could compare to.

It's a pity that when I caught up with Datou, he was promoted to the foundation-building realm first, so it was not easy to invite him to join the banner.

Later, after Tu Shanjun established the foundation, another battle broke out in the inner palace. For the sake of Wen Yue's safety, it was not easy to waste his mana.

Xiaolingzhou is such a big place, you can always find a big head.

Qing Wen Guan is still there, but the monks who can escape can never escape from the temple.

Wen Yue asked: "Sir, can we close the formation?"

Tu Shanjun stood in front of the entrance of the formation, and he saw that the formation was collapsing.

It won't be long before the formation shatters and the entire Nanyue Mountain will sink and block the holes in the ground. Maybe there will be no evil gathering formation like Nanyue Mountain in the future.

"Wait for it to collapse naturally"

This is a process, and there is no way to intervene, at least Tushanjun can't do it yet.

"Will the blood demon inside make trouble?"

Wen Yue was even more worried that the Blood Demon would appear in Tongguan. With the opponent's strength, Tongguan had no room to resist.

"The Blood Demon is on the verge of death and his strength is inferior to ten, but I may not be his opponent."

Tu Shanjun used voice transmission to tell Wen Yue that he was not sure whether the blood demon had any trump cards. Such a dangerous person was not something that a Yin spirit like him, who had just entered the realm of foundation building, could contend with.

The most important thing is that Wen Yue's magic power is not enough.

Tu Shanjun didn't say it explicitly, but Wen Yue still heard the implication.

In his mind, Mr. is invincible.

When the Qi training realm is opened, the ghost king's reincarnation can block the flying sword of the foundation-building monk.

Now that the foundation has been successfully established, how could he be afraid of the Blood Demon whose strength was already at a loss.

The reason is that his cultivation level is too low and he cannot provide enough mana for fighting.

Wen Yue's expression was depressed. After meeting the foundation-building monks, he realized that his strength was still limited.

"gentlemen……"

"Um?"

"Nothing, please set up the formation, sir."

Tu Shanjun had this intention and used rune stones to arrange a layer of formation, temporarily sealing the opening of the formation.

It is difficult for anyone other than the Foundation Establishment cultivators to break the formation that is blocked by Foundation Establishment cultivation. The Blood Demon has suffered heavy losses, and it is impossible to quickly break the formation.

The blood demon's injuries could not be healed without a few years of effort.

After arranging everything, the two left Nanyue Mountain and returned to Tongguan.

When Tushanjun arrived at Tongguan, he returned to the Soul Banner. Staying outside would increase Wen Yue's burden, so it was better to return to the Soul Banner.

The days flew by.

Just take advantage of this time to sort out the harvest.

"Ask Soul"

【extract:】

[Comprehensive Blood Abyss Demonic Skills (Qi Training, Foundation Building Chapter)]

[Spirit Demon Blood Killing Technique]

[Array: Eight Pillar Blood Lock Formation (Formation, Formation Dissolution)]

The Blood Abyss Demonic Technique is the fundamental method of the Blood Spirit Palace, and the comprehensive chapter records it very comprehensively. This technique is better than the Blood Demon Technique, and the transformation of spiritual energy and mana is stronger. It is better because its side effects are not high, but it only makes people more withdrawn and cold.

"Spirit Demon Blood Killing Technique."

Tu Shanjun murmured, but he still had a spirit-demon fusion technique in his mind.

The way they were named makes it hard not to connect them.

The Blood Killing Technique can use one's own essence and blood to condense a blood person. The blood person has about 30% of the strength of the user. If it is used to self-destruct, it will be even more powerful.

Along the way, Cheng Hui dabbled in relatively few formations and only studied them for a while.

Those two magic skills are enough to consume enough energy. If I continue to learn more, I still don’t know if I can practice Qi in the Year of the Monkey and successfully advance to the foundation building.

No wonder the other party went in early but didn't go to the medicine field to take away two hydrangeas. It turned out that he didn't know the solution to that formation.

When Wen Yue sorted out Cheng Huina's talismans, in addition to the classics and spells from the Blood Spirit Palace, the biggest gain was a foundation-building pill.

Cheng Hui should have gotten it from the second floor of the blood pool.

If he already had the Foundation Establishment Pill, there would be no need to open the Blood Spirit Palace.

In the past few days, Tu Shanjun has not even mastered the Blood Abyss Demonic Skill, and has not read other classics.

Wen Yue did not dare to neglect for a moment and practiced hard.

Neither of them had any plans to return to Liangdu. At least they had to wait until Nanyue Mountain completely collapsed and buried the Blood Spirit Palace before they could leave. Otherwise, the people of Tongguan would easily suffer.

It would be even better if we could find another opportunity to collect a batch of evil spirits to condense the ghost pills.

"Boom."

Nanyue Mountain has sunk several feet.

The sweeping evil spirit actually rose ten feet high.

Scarlet blood mist filled the air, and the wave of evil energy regrouped.

Wen Yue put his hands behind his hands and looked outside Tongguan City. A huge wave of evil energy had already accumulated on the tower of Tongguan City.

"Sir, something seems wrong."

"he came."

Tushanjun looked calm, and his eyes penetrated the scarlet fog in front of him and saw the figure inside.

The blood robe was added to the body, leaving only half of the body, and the aura was not strong.

This outbreak of evil energy was deliberately caused by the blood demon, using the blood pool as its source support.

It doesn't take a guess to know that his target is the hundreds of thousands of people in Tongguan City.

By swallowing the people in the city, his injuries will recover faster.

Wen Yue suddenly felt awe-struck when he heard his husband's words, and the worst outcome he expected came to pass.