The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

"Ruthless?"

Meng Wan blinked innocently, "I'm just a weak woman. I did this only because I had no choice but to protect myself."

"Haha, you are a demon cultivator, and you told me that you had no choice, do you think I would believe you?

It seems that all the weakness you showed in front of me before was just an act!"

Meng Wan ignored the voice in her head and spent an hour refining Meng Qingxue's corpse. She then took out the corpse of the foundation-building monster that she had traded for the fake foundation-building pill and continued refining it.

"No, your blood path technique has some origins!"

The voice in my head called out again, "Let me think, what kind of magic skill is this... The Ancient Blood Refining Technique? No, the Blood-Swallowing Demon Emperor Skill? No, no..."

Meng Wan stood up and felt the power in her body.

After refining these two corpses at the foundation-building level, she could clearly feel that her strength had increased a bit, and she was getting closer and closer to the real foundation-building stage.

Meng Wan took out the secret treasure in the shape of a mirror that Shen Yi left for her, and destroyed it together with the storage bag containing the secret treasure. Then she took Shen Zixuan's storage bag and took out a communication talisman from it.

Outside the abandoned herb garden, Shen Yi didn't go far at all.

After receiving the news, he rushed over immediately.

Seeing his nephew who was distraught, grief-stricken and confused, Shen Yi sighed and walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Zixuan, you don't have to be too sad. Time will prove that your choice is right..."

He was about to continue comforting her, but suddenly he felt the blood in his body boiling uncontrollably and rushing towards Shen Zixuan.

Shen Yi was horrified, "You...you are not Zixuan! Who are you?!"

He tried desperately to break free, but Meng Wan pulled hard and held his hand and refused to let go. For a moment, he was unable to break free.

Shen Yi's heart sank suddenly as he realized that his nephew might have met with an accident.

Then the person pretending to be the nephew is——

"Zhang Wan'er! It's you!! What did you do to my nephew?!"

Shen Yi was extremely shocked and had a bad feeling in his heart.

Shen Zihan's expression also changed when she heard this, and she looked at "Shen Zixuan" with caution.

"You are Zhang Wan'er, then where is my brother?"

Seeing that the other party remained silent, Shen Zihan felt more and more uneasy, and roared at Meng Wan in a state of collapse.

"Hurry up and tell me, where is my brother? Where is my brother?"

"Want to know? Ask the King of Hell!"

Meng Wan sneered and glanced at Shen Zihan.

"Oh!"

The jade pendant hanging on Shen Zihan's chest suddenly exploded, and a big hole appeared in her heart, with blood dripping.

Meng Wan removed the illusion and returned to her original appearance.

Shen Yi's eyes were red with anger when he saw this.

"Zhang Wan'er! It's really you!"

Shen Yi spat out the name with gritted teeth. Damn it, he had made a mistake.

That Zhang Wan'er is not a weak woman at all, but a demon cultivator!

Shen Yi mobilized all the spiritual energy in his body, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, and he broke free from Meng Wan's blood path technique.

"Witch! I want you to pay with your life!"

Shen Yi roared angrily, drew the long sword from his waist, and pointed it directly at Meng Wan.

He was already extremely talented, and after years of hard training, he had now reached the third level of foundation building.

The sword was swung out with a force that could destroy the world, as if it was going to split everything in front of it in half.

Meng Wan frowned secretly. Shen Yi's cultivation was far superior to hers. She couldn't take the attack head-on and could only avoid it.

She quickly retreated, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

However, the sharp sword energy still brushed past her ear and cut off a strand of her hair.

"Want to escape? Today, I will make you pay with blood!"

Shen Yi was furious. The pain of losing his nephew and niece made him want to cut Meng Wan into pieces.

He soared into the air, and taking advantage of his aerial advantage, he launched a frantic attack towards Meng Wan on the ground.

Sword energy attacked Meng Wan like a violent storm, as if they would not stop until they crushed her.

Meng Wan could only keep dodging, but Shen Yi's attacks were so fierce.

Although she managed to dodge the fatal attack with the help of the Blood Body Refining Technique, blood marks were inevitably left on her body.

"This won't work, we have to get rid of him as soon as possible!"

Meng Wan frowned secretly and made a crazy decision in her heart.

Blood sacrifice!

Although she would be seriously injured after the blood sacrifice, facing a Foundation Establishment cultivator who was at a higher level than her, only the blood sacrifice could help her find a chance of victory from the disadvantage!

She let out a low roar and sacrificed a portion of her blood and essence, transforming it into power and merging it into her soul.

Intense pain instantly swept through her body, as if countless steel needles were piercing her bone marrow, but she gritted her teeth and persisted, sacrificing 30% of her blood!

As the blood burned, Meng Wan's spiritual power grew rapidly and soon reached the foundation-building stage.

However, this level of spiritual power is far from enough to defeat Shen Yi!

At the same time, Shen Yi's attacks became more and more fierce. A sword energy brushed past her shoulder, leaving a wound deep enough to see the bone.

Meng Wan groaned, staggered to his feet, and gritted his teeth to continue offering blood.

After sacrificing 50% of her blood, Meng Wan's soul was greatly enhanced, reaching the same level as Shen Yi!

But the wounds on her body were increasing.

The blood stained her clothes red, but apart from her shriveled body and pale face, she did not show any other strange color.

Seeing that he could not take the city after a long attack, Shen Yi became anxious and became more ruthless.

Four or five sword energies attacked at the same time, blocking all of Meng Wan's escape routes.

She groaned as the sword energy hit her back, causing blood to splatter.

The severe pain made her eyes go dark and she almost fainted.

But she knew she couldn't fall down, because once she fell down she would never have another chance.

"Faster, faster!"

Meng Wan gritted her teeth and madly sacrificed blood, integrating the power she gained into her soul.

The intense pain hit her like a tidal wave, her body trembled violently, and she was on the verge of falling.

Obviously, this power is about to exceed the limit of what her soul can withstand!

"It's now!"

Meng Wan endured the severe pain, a fierce look flashed in her eyes, and she mobilized all her spiritual power to press towards Shen Yi in mid-air like a tidal wave.

"what!"

Shen Yi was caught off guard and was hit by this spiritual power, and his body fell from mid-air.

Meng Wan's headache became even worse, and even her soul was showing signs of collapse because she had absorbed too much power in a short period of time.

But she did not care about the pain coming from the depths of her soul, but took the opportunity to inject more soul power into Shen Yi's body, frantically destroying Shen Yi's soul.

"what!"

Shen Yi held his head in pain and rolled on the ground.

He wanted to resist, but found that his soul was suppressed by a powerful force and he could not move at all.

The pain Meng Wan endured was even greater than that of Shen Yi.

But she had experienced more cruel tortures than this when she was practicing puppetry.

So in this tug-of-war between souls and spirits, she just watched indifferently as Shen Yi rolled and struggled on the ground, and bit by bit erased his consciousness with an extremely tough attitude and a method of hurting the enemy by a thousand and hurting herself eight hundred.