I Never Rely On My Dantian For Cultivation

The blood mist billowed to cover the sky, and the red clouds covered the city and made the ground faint.

On the distant horizon, it seems that a ferocious demon is coming in a hurry, wrapped in a bloody mist that fills the sky.

Su Chen didn't say a word, hugged the unconscious Murong Xue, followed Xiao Hong's footsteps, walked through the empty alley, and got into an empty grocery room.

"There's a cellar here!"

Little Red's eyes were sharp, and with a flick of her tail, a broken stone statue in the corner of the room was blown away, and a hole with a radius of three feet appeared on the ground.

In the cellar, the smell of wine is strong and the aroma is attractive.

"I wipe it, it's the wine cellar."

"Xiaohong, if you're drunk..."

"Shut up, people are coming."

Xiaohong interrupted Su Chen's words, put her paw on Su Chen's shoulder, and forced him under the fragrant wine.

Holding their breath and concentrating, the two of them did not dare to breathe a single breath.

On the alley, Xue Qiye's face was gloomy, and his blood-colored hair fluttered and fluttered in the breeze, covering his face full of vicissitudes.

"Where are people?"

He let out a sigh, his face full of doubts.

Just now, he sensed the aura of the Blood Jade Tree flourishing and declining, as if it had fallen.

"Strange, in the Blood Demon City, it is impossible to kill people. Besides, apart from Taoist Zixiao who was a thousand years ago, the Blood Demon City has been peaceful for a thousand years!"

Xue Qiye looked around, and finally locked his eyes on the dilapidated grocery store.

"What a strong wine aroma!"

Shaking his head, one jumped into the door.

"The city lord!"

"What gust of wind brought you here?"

An old man with white hair was sitting at a stone table made of blood-colored bloodstone, tasting wine.

"Father-in-law, why are you?"

Xue Qiye was stunned, the old man in front of him turned out to be his father-in-law, endless sadness and desolation instantly rose in Xue Qiye's heart.

"Thousands of years between life and death, without thinking, never forgetting, a lonely grave thousands of miles away, reflecting the sun and the moon alone."

"Qiye, Bixia has been gone for 800 years, you should let go of your obsessions and face everything calmly!"

The old man drank the wine in the glass full, and the old man burst into tears.

The sky is full of desolation, and the heart is chilled by drunkenness.

"Do not!"

"Bixia was pierced through the dantian by Taoist Zixiao's fairy sword. This revenge must be avenged. I must build a space-time bridge and step into the Tianyu Continent. I will use the blood of the creatures on the Tianyu Continent to pay homage to Bixia's spirit in the sky."

Xue Qiye's eyes were blood red, he was full of anger, his fists were clenched, and the blood mist was lingering and gushing.

"When is the time for revenge?"

"While you want to conquer the Tianyu Continent, why don't the people on the Tianyu Continent want to kill all of our people?"

"They are lowly servants. Every 10 years, a group of bloody ants are sent to the territory of the three monsters and four monsters. It has never stopped. What does this mean?"

"It means that those slaves are very loyal to us, how dare the slaves rebel against their masters?"

"There is only one consequence of resistance, and that is death without a burial."

Xue Qiye poured a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp, his mouth full of alcohol.

"Xue'er's breath..."

Turning back suddenly, he looked at a corner of the room, where there was a cellar, where the old man brewed wine.

The aroma of wine wafted up and tangled up, making Xue Qiye excited for a while.

"Qiye, 13 years ago, you sent Xue'er into the Tianyu Continent and let her reincarnate. What qualifications do you have to recognize this daughter now?"

The old man got up, walked to the cellar, put the fallen stone statue back to its original position, and said with displeasure on his face.

"Step aside!"

Xue Qiye found that there was Murong Xue's aura faintly under the strong aroma of wine, and his heart skipped a beat instantly.

"Why, isn't there enough wine outside for you to drink?"

"The wine is old and fragrant. The wine below will be kept for another 800 years. At that time, we will be drunk and relieve our worries."

The old man chuckled, and with his handprints repeatedly, he laid a blood-red barrier and sealed the cellar firmly.

In the cellar, Su Chen's heart rose to his throat.

"Damn it, Lord Jiao, I'm going to suffocate to death!"

"Co-authoring is making us into medicinal wine?"

Xiaohong twitched all over, the pure alcohol paralyzed her nerves, making her forget about the danger and avoiding it.

"Wow..."

Turning over, the wine was churning, and the impact barrier shook for a while, and the newly restored stone statue fell down again, exposing the hole in the wine cellar.

"Get out of the way, I want to see what you want to do!"

Xue Qiye squinted his eyes, revealing a strong killing intent.

"Qiye, it's up to you to do what I do. In short, you are not allowed to enter this wine cellar."

The old man's face became gloomy, he clearly saw the matter of Su Chen and Xiao Hong beheading Xue Yushu and knocking Murong Xue unconscious.

Now, he just wanted to keep the three of them safe.

It has been thousands of years, and he is tired of wars and the domineering and ruthless blood demons.

Even the tentacle monsters among the four monsters were all tricked into getting drunk by him, having cramps and peeling off their skin, and turning them into medicinal wine.

This is also the reason why Su Chen and the others did not encounter the tentacle monster.

"What's going on here? Don't force me to do it, my relatives won't recognize me!"

With a dark face, Xue Qiye said viciously.

"It's a good one who doesn't recognize his relatives!"

"If you have the ability, kill me, step on my body to open the seal, and let Xue'er hate you for the rest of your life!"

"Come on, let Xue'er see how qualified your father is? How cruel!"

The old man stood in front of Xue Qiye with a majestic air, without flinching.

"It looks like Xue'er is right below."

"What do you mean? You want to use my daughter as a primer for medicinal wine?"

"Don't think about it!"

With a shout of anger and murderous intent, he slapped him mercilessly!

The old man shook his heart, closed his eyes, and a line of old tears flowed out.

The bronze palm stopped when it was three inches away from the old man's Tianling Gai.

"Go away!"

"Come on, slap me to death!"

The old man drank loudly.

boom

Xue Qiye didn't hesitate, he pressed down with a palm, and he froze with fierce force, sending the old man flying with a slap.

The bloody light on the fingertips clanked, the bloody sword energy flashed, and with a pout, the bloody enchantment was smashed to pieces, and returned to silence!

"Xue'er, dad is here to save you!"

Xue Qiye bent down and looked into the wine cellar.

At this moment, a shocking sword energy flew across the sky, shooting up from the mellow wine, piercing Xue Qiye's face.

Even though Xue Qiye reacted quickly and turned sideways to dodge suddenly, the golden sword energy still flew past his face, mercilessly cutting his nose.

"what……"

There were screams, blood spurted thinly, and the strong smell of wine mixed with a strong smell of blood spread.

Crash

The wine was boiling, Su Chen jumped out holding the fairy sword, and in his arms, he hugged the unconscious Murong Xue.

"Look at Lord Jiao, my dragon wagging its tail!"

A red glow flashed, hot flames lingered in the void, and a tail was like a steel whip, drawing blood straight to Qiye's neck.

swish

With a claw in the bronze-colored palm, he grabbed Xiaohong's tail abruptly.

"The savage beasts from the underworld also want to attack this king?"

"Go to hell!"

Xue Qiye suffered from pain and went crazy for a while, with both arms trying to tear Xiaohong in two.

At this moment, Xiao Hong pouted her butt, and a loud fart exploded, the stench was so strong that blood sprayed Qiye's face.