Just after crossing over: I was forced to bind to the system of wanting my child to become a dragon

Thirty years of preparation were destroyed in an instant. Even a person with a good heart would be heartbroken.

"Such a beautiful girl is actually a blood corpse."

Although Wangyue didn't know what a blood corpse was, but the name suggested it.

This thing is definitely not a human.

"This blood corpse is made by selecting a person with a very yin body who was born in a yin year, yin month and yin hour, and dies before the age of 18. The person is buried in a place with abundant spiritual energy, and then nurtured with the help of a blood evil formation. The body is then nourished by absorbing the blood essence of thousands of immortal cultivators and the blood of monsters. At a specific time, a blood corpse can be refined."

The system read out to Wangyue what a blood corpse was.

Wangyue was stunned when he heard this.

"Was this girl killed by this Nascent Soul cultivator?"

Looking at the girl wearing her wedding dress, could it be that she was killed when she was getting married?

"It should be." The system is naturally not very sure.

But it's not difficult to guess given the situation.

full moon:"……"

This piece of shit is nothing.

It's too heartbreaking.

But the blood corpse doesn't sound very decent.

"Are you sure this thing is Dazai's confidante?" The name sounds a bit weird.

“Although it’s called a blood corpse, it has gained new intelligence after waking up. Now the blood corpse is like a newborn baby.”

Although it is a bit weird, the blood corpse is very powerful and grows very fast.

The most important thing is that the Zhiyin Blood Corpse is a natural cauldron.

However, the system didn't have the courage to say this to Wangyue.

"Good guy."

Wangyue was stunned when he heard this.

Although the blood corpse was a human being in his previous life, he is actually just a corpse at present. Although he has gained intelligence, he is still a dead person in the end.

It's really not easy for the eldest child.

For some reason I feel a little sympathy for the older guy.

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Although Zhao Fan didn't know what the blood corpse that the Nascent Soul cultivator was talking about was, he was naturally a gentleman and subconsciously blocked the woman behind him.

Qian Yan, however, was somewhat wary of the woman's presence.

He did not miss anything that the Nascent Soul cultivator said.

Blood corpse?

Listen, is this something serious?

"who are you?"

Zhao Fan looked at the Nascent Soul cultivator warily, but thought to himself that this was bad.

It looked like this old man had a very high level of cultivation, so they were probably no match for him.

"I am the one who will kill you. None of you will be able to escape today."

The Nascent Soul cultivator was so angry that his vision turned black again and again.

Thirty years of planning were ruined in an instant.

Once the blood corpse recognizes its master, the recognition cannot be changed.

The Lord dies, the servant dies.

He is completely making things easier for others.

So he was so angry that he just wanted to kill the two little brats in front of him to vent his anger.

No, he wanted to turn these two people into mindless zombies.

"Brother, please leave quickly. I will hold him back."

Zhao Fan pushed Qian Yan back without thinking.

"Ah?" Qian Yan didn't expect that the senior brother would be so brave.

He didn't care too much at the moment and grabbed Zhao Fan with one hand.

After hesitating for a moment, he still grabbed the woman next to him with his other hand.

With a movement of spiritual power, he immediately escaped into the ground and disappeared on the spot.

However, their strength is relatively low after all, so how could they possibly escape the pursuit of the Nascent Soul cultivators?

What's more, the Nascent Soul cultivator has been preparing here for so long, how could he not have a backup plan?

Soon, Qian Yan discovered that no matter how he escaped, he seemed to be circling in this Xifeng Cave.

The voice of the Nascent Soul cultivator also came in at the right time.

"Humph, I advise you not to waste your energy. I have already set up a trap here. You'd better come out and die."

After saying that, he stomped his foot hard, as if worried that the few people might not believe him.

Qian Yan only felt a surge of spiritual power rushing towards him, and the next second they were thrown high into the air by the spiritual power.

He was then thrown out from the ground and fell heavily to the ground.

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The place where they were thrown out at this time was not far from the Xuanling Flower.

Zhao Fan was a little surprised when he saw the Xuanling Flower.

Zhao Fan: ? ?

So many people came in just now, but no one picked the Xuanling Flower?

Almost instinctively, Zhao Fan stretched out his hand and picked up the Xuanling flower.

Quickly put it into the storage ring.

This series of actions is quite skillful.

The punishment only lasted for a few moments, which made Qian Yan, who was standing next to him, stunned.

The Nascent Soul cultivator, who had originally wanted to pick the Xuanling Flower later, became even more furious at this time.

"How dare you, boy, deceive me like this?"

A fierce palm wind then came.

Overwhelmed by the pressure from the Nascent Soul cultivator, the two were completely unable to move.

If the person on the other side was a Jindan cultivator, they could still struggle a little.

But the person facing them was a Nascent Soul master who was two realms higher than them, and they couldn't even struggle.

Just as Wangyue clenched his fist and prepared to attack, the woman behind him suddenly pushed Zhao Fan aside.

Then Qian Yan felt a cold breath instantly enveloping him.

next moment.

The woman stretched out a slender hand and directly met the palm wind.

The palm wind was immediately shattered by the woman's outstretched hand.

The Nascent Soul cultivator's expression looked very ugly.

This is the blood corpse that he had cultivated with great effort, and he had invested countless rare treasures to nourish the corpse.

Although the blood corpse is newborn, its cultivation level is not inferior to that of the Nascent Soul stage.

If it weren't for his poor aptitude, he wouldn't have spent so much energy hoping to use this blood corpse to break through.

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However, he never expected that he would invest all and be snatched away by a little brat.

Moreover, the blood corpses he cultivated turned around to attack him.

He couldn't hold it in any longer and the blood stuck in his throat was spat out.

Zhao Fan: “…”

How could this old man be so angry?

Because he wasn't hit, he was so angry that he vomited blood?

But at this moment, he didn't care too much, and quickly moved to the woman's side and asked nervously:

"Daoyou, are you okay?"

The blood corpse turned around, his face was ruddy and his eyes were clear and confused.

She didn't say anything, just tilted her head.

"You're so awesome." Zhao Fan didn't know why, but when he met her eyes, he felt a little embarrassed.

"Okay, stop talking, let's leave and let her help block it."

Qian Yan didn't expect that this blood corpse was so powerful.

But this is just right, they are only in the Foundation Establishment stage, facing an opponent in the Nascent Soul stage, if they don't activate the master's divine consciousness, they will almost die.

Zhao Fan uttered an "ah" and was about to say no when Qian Yan grabbed him.

"Daoyou, please help block it."

After saying that, he disappeared into the ground.

He doesn't care what will happen to this blood corpse. The blood corpse can withstand the attack of a Nascent Soul cultivator, so it should be quite powerful.

With her blocking them for a while, they could just leave.

Although Zhao Fan felt that this was inappropriate, his junior brother was right. They were too weak and there was no point in keeping them.

But I always feel a little guilty.

How could a Nascent Soul cultivator let them escape so easily? Just as he was about to chase them, the woman actually attacked him.

Every palm strike carries a bloody and murderous aura.

The chilly aura made the Nascent Soul cultivators dare not take it lightly at all.

But every palm strike made his heart bleed.

This was the blood corpse he had cultivated with the resources he had accumulated for most of his life, but it had become a knife in the hands of others that stabbed him.