Build a family of immortality from the blood slaves of the Demon Sect

The fact that the Elder of Blood Flag can take the name of Blood Flag shows how important this natal magic weapon is to him.

The elder of the Blood Flag looked at the bloody demon flag in front of him, and then looked down at the bloody gourd in his hand.

With one last gritted teeth, with a look of reluctance, he poured all the offerings in the bloody gourd into the blood pool.

Activate the spiritual energy, connect the blood-drinking demon flag, the demon flag will automatically move without wind, and the flag will hunt,

In the blood pool, there was no wind but ripples arose. Soon, the demon flag seemed to have lost interest and became sluggish.

Even the flag drooped down without energy.

No matter how much the elder Xueqi instills spiritual energy, it will be of no use.

The elder of the Blood Banner reluctantly withdrew his spiritual energy and murmured to himself: "The blood energy is still not enough! For the blood flag to advance, it is impossible to rely on the blood energy flowing slowly and slowly. It must be instilled with a huge amount of blood energy at the same time!"

Thinking of this, the Blood Flag elder regretted that he had not persisted. If he had insisted on draining the blood of the thirty-six monks, the Blood Flag might have advanced.

Elder Xueqi didn't insist, not because he was guilty and scared, but because at the beginning, Elder Xueqi didn't see that Elder Guiying was just a ray of incarnation.

And he also knew that he could not defeat Elder Guiying, so as soon as Elder Guiying appeared, he gave up.

If he knew that Elder Guiying was just an incarnation and was destined to be unable to stop him from going his own way, he would definitely persevere.

Anyway, people have been killed and their blood has been drawn. Although the sect leader is angry, he shouldn't be guilty of cutting off his arm and cutting off his blood flag, right? At most, the sect's offerings will be confiscated for a period of time.

Elder Xueqi's face was uncertain, and he flicked his sleeves and returned to the practice room.

Then he took out another gourd, which was half green and half red. When he opened it, a different smell of blood came out.

Elder Xueqi sat cross-legged and performed his exercises. The blood flew out from the gourd and then surrounded the whole body. As Elder Xueqi performed his exercises, the gleaming blood flew towards Elder Xueqi and was absorbed through the pores of his skin.

As he moved his skills, Elder Xueqi felt that his whole body was getting hotter and hotter, and his face became redder and redder. The redness was extremely uneven, with several streaks of white appearing in it.

The white area is as white and bloodless as a dead person, while the red area is filled with blood to the extreme, making people feel weak and swollen at the same time.

Suddenly, a joking voice faintly sounded in my ears: "Xue Qi, have you eaten too much chicken blood and are you so angry?"

puff! Elder Xueqi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which fell to the ground with a sizzling sound and a burst of white air rose up.

"Chicken blood...inner demon...what is harming me?!"

The impotent rage was vented in the quiet room with a hoarse voice, uselessly...

On the other side, Ye Yunqi slowly withdraws his power, his body has never felt so comfortable.

"This spiritual chicken is really a good thing!"

Ye Yunqi let out a sigh of relief.

That piece of blood energy essence not only made him full of all three flowers, but also rushed to the second level of Qi training.

Then, under the nourishment of the spiritual chicken pot, he stood steadily on the second level of Qi training, with a solid foundation and full spiritual energy.

It also slowly nourished his body and bones, making him not only full of energy and spirit, but also took another step forward.

After practicing for a while, Ye Yunqi walked out of the quiet room.

"Mu Yao, has senior brother come to look for me?"

Ye Yunqi asked from afar.

"No." Su Muyao responded, "Now that it's getting dark, is it possible that the Immortal Chief won't come?"

Su Muyao didn't want Meng Jingyang to come over.

Although Meng Jingyang's attitude has improved a lot now, and he always behaves like a senior brother, but in the past, it was Meng Jingyang who collected the support.

Of course Su Muyao knew that this support was not for Meng Jingyang, but for Elder Xueqi, the so-called "master".

But as time passed, it was inevitable that Meng Jingyang's visit was subconsciously associated with bad things. "It's weird, Senior Brother Meng Jingyang doesn't need to frame me, right?" Ye Yunqi wondered in his heart. He thought for a moment that this organization in the Demon Sect that yearns for the right path must be in a difficult situation. If something delays it, it is really It is normal.

Su Muyao slowly walked towards Ye Yunqi, graceful and graceful.

As the saying goes, looking at a beautiful woman under the moonlight is ten times better than in the daytime.

At this time, the moonlight shone brightly outside the window, and Su Muyao's complexion became whiter and fairer, like lingering snow, with a little blush on her face, like the sunset.

Coupled with the dim and warm yellow oil lamp in the room, the flickering candlelight made Su Muyao's body look even more graceful and charming.

The beauty of curves, the art of light and shadow.

Su Muyao's eyebrows were charming and she spoke softly: "Master, it's getting late, shall we have a rest?"

As he spoke, he walked up to Ye Yunqi, gently took Ye Yunqi's hand and placed it on his lower abdomen.

Ye Yunqi understood what Su Muyao meant. We still need to work harder on preparing for pregnancy!

When a beautiful woman is invited, she is still one of her own, so what else is there to be cautious about?

Ye Yunqi carried Su Muyao onto the bed. Su Muyao raised her legs and wanted to get up: "Master, turn on the lamp."

"What kind of lamp are you blowing on? Just like this, it's just right to watch!" Ye Yunqi chuckled.

Su Muyao originally felt sorry for that little lamp oil, but when she saw that Ye Yunqi liked it so much, she was half ashamed and half happy.

"Then, then I'll obey the master."

The remaining light flickered more and more.

The stars and moon outside the window were rising gradually, and the two of them gathered together to sleep.

"Bang bang!"

A sudden knock on the door made Ye Yunqi jump out of his wits.

The sound was extremely faint, but it was particularly clear in the lonely night.

Who would knock on the door at this time?

Ye Yunqi turned over and got out of bed. Su Muyao, who was a little worried behind him, also got up.

"You rest for a while, I'll go and see." Ye Yunqi hugged Su Muyao, turned around and left the bedroom, came to the main hall of the guest hall, opened a crack in the door, and saw no one outside the door, only the stars and the moon.

Ye Yunqi was about to close the door when he suddenly heard an extremely subtle voice: "Junior brother, don't close the door."

A figure flashed from the side, it was Senior Brother Meng Jingyang.

Ye Yunqi frowned: "Senior Brother Meng, you came so late?"

Senior Brother Meng whispered: "Hey, it's my fault, I didn't explain it clearly. You also know our business. The later the safer it is!"

Ye Yunqi thought about it and it was true. This was not something that could be seen openly.

"Okay, let's talk about it when we get there. Come with me."

After Meng Jingyang finished speaking, he reached out to catch Ye Yunqi.

Ye Yunqi flashed a little: "I'll go tell my family so they don't worry."

Meng Jingyang was slightly stunned, then nodded and said: "Then go quickly and come back quickly, don't delay."

Ye Yunqi quickly returned to the house and said something to Su Muyao.

Su Muyao frowned, and became more and more dissatisfied with Meng Jingyang.

But after all, it was her master's decision, so she couldn't refute it.