Demon Recovery: Sacrifice, Hundreds of Millions of Returns

This blood mist is his trump card.

Ordinary cultivators, without some special means, would be hard-pressed to resist, even if they had cultivation bases at the sixth or seventh level of the Immortal Realm.

In the end, he either survived with a broken arm, or survived with the help of pills.

But the other party was resolved so easily?

"I said, you don't talk about martial arts here. You promised me three moves. This is only the second move. If you dare to fight back, are you really going to break your promise?"

Jiang Feng looked at Mu Yun and said in a somewhat displeased tone.

Mu Yun didn't answer, but looked at Jiang Feng warily.

If before, he was only coveting Jiang Feng's artifact, now, he began to fear Jiang Feng.

The physical body is strong, and the golden flame he just released is not simple.

The bone-eroding blood mist released by him can be easily burned.

There are definitely a lot of good things about this guy.

"Let me see how much you can burn!"

Mu Yun snorted suddenly, held the Blood Demon Ruler with both hands, pressed it against the ground, and moved his mouth slightly.

He didn't know what he was reciting, anyway, it was a language Jiang Feng couldn't understand.

As Mu Yun recited the strange incantation, the blood-colored mist that was originally faintly thickened above the Blood Demon Ruler suddenly became thicker.

It's like dozens of people smoking in the Blood Demon Ruler, puffing out clouds of smoke, but the smoke is not white, but blood red.

The huge and thick blood-colored mist spread towards Jiang Feng like money. Wherever the blood-colored mist passed, the air seemed to be corroded.

The corrosive sound of chi chi chi was heard non-stop, very penetrating.

"Be careful, that is Mu Yun's famous stunt. This blood mist is amazingly powerful and extremely corrosive. Even if some fairy artifacts are contaminated, they will be damaged."

"Many powerful monks in the fifth and sixth levels of the fairyland died in this blood mist, and there were no bones left!"

Seeing this, Chen Liu hurriedly reminded him.

Jiang Feng didn't seem to have heard it, and he still stood tall and straight, with no intention of avoiding it.

Soon, the bloody mist engulfed Jiang Feng's whole body.

People outside couldn't even see what was going on inside clearly, but they all knew that Jiang Feng was definitely over.

Even if he is a body-refining cultivator, it is still impossible for him to be safe and sound in the blood mist that can corrode even immortal weapons.

Mu Yun showed a ferocious smile on his face.

"You're really courting death. Do you think you're awesome just because you're a body cultivator? Naive!"

Mu Yun was very confident that the other party was swallowed by his own blood mist. Even though he had a golden flame that could burn the blood mist, his own blood mist was so huge.

How long does it take to let him burn?

It is estimated that before he finishes burning, he will be corroded by his own blood mist until only a skeleton remains.

No, not even the bones will remain.

"not good!"

"Damn it, he's too arrogant, I've clearly reminded him!"

Chen Liu also believed that Jiang Feng would surely die if he was swallowed by the blood mist.

The glimmer of hope that was originally in his heart was completely ruined.

Escaping is impossible. If he is alone, he can burn his life and use the secret method, and he can escape at a faster speed.

But there are still wives and daughters by my side, my wife is okay, although her cultivation level is not high, she is still in the third level of the fairyland, but her daughter is only in her early 16s.

The cultivation base is just at the Nascent Soul stage, even if you have it with you, the speed will be greatly affected.

Yes, although this is the fairyland, not everyone is above the fairyland, and many of the younger generation are still only at the level of Jindan and Nascent Soul.

Because they were born directly in the fairyland.

Although relying on a large amount of resources in the fairy world, the speed of cultivation must be much faster than that of the monks in the lower realm, but it is impossible to reach the cultivation level of the earth fairyland at the age of only 20 or [-].

Even if there is such a peerless genius, it must be a minority, or those disciples of super powers, who enjoy more resources.

Anyway, Chen Liu didn't have so many resources to allow his daughter to break through to the Immortal Realm at the age of 16.

After all, even he himself is only worthy of the cultivation base of the fairyland.

A 16-year-old Nascent Soul cultivator, placed in the Lower Realm, is also among the peerless geniuses.

But if it is placed in the fairy world, it is rare and common.

Just like on the earth, ordinary people in some developed countries can be regarded as the top few richest people in countries with extremely poor economic development.

That's the reason. To put it bluntly, the environment is different.

Back to the topic, Mu Yun was already thinking about what he should do after he got Jiang Feng's artifact.

With the divine weapon at his side, his strength will definitely be able to leap, not to mention invincible in the fairyland, but he can definitely walk sideways.

With such strength, you must make good use of it.

"By the way, there is also the ruins of the cave, there must be a lot of good things in it, after I find the ruins of the cave, I will use that artifact to kill everyone else, and those treasures will all be mine. "

"Hahaha, today is really my lucky day, it seems that my Mu Yun is about to rise!"

Mu Yun was so excited that he couldn't help but smile on his face.

But at this moment, the companion's exclamation sounded from behind.

"Mu Yun, look quickly, something is wrong!"

Really, dare to disturb Lao Tzu's thinking, let's see how I deal with you later!

Mu Yun was very upset that the happy things he was thinking about were suddenly interrupted.

But still subconsciously looked towards the blood mist.

It's okay if you don't look at it, the smile on Mu Yun's face froze in an instant.

He widened his eyes with an expression of disbelief.

He actually saw that the originally huge and dense blood mist was shrinking rapidly!

Chapter 699 Blood Escape

"How is it possible, how is it possible!"

Mu Yun kept repeating this sentence in his mouth, but he couldn't stop it from happening.

The blood mist was rapidly shrinking and fading at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon, he was able to see clearly what happened in the blood mist.

Just seeing this made him even more unbelievable.

Jiang Feng stood on the spot intact, even with a weird smile on his face, just staring at him.

And above Jiang Feng's head, a knife hung at some point.

A blood-red knife with many blood grooves on the blade.

It was this knife that seemed to generate a suction force that sucked all the blood mist in.

The blood mist poured into the knife along the blood groove on the blade, making the big knife look even more monstrous.

Yes, this is Jiang Feng's Weeping Blood Blade.

The fairy weapon obtained in Penglai Xiandao was an eighth-rank fairy weapon.

Later, it was used by Jiang Feng as a magical weapon for arranging the blood demon's anti-god formation.

Its greatest effect is to absorb blood, turn it into energy, and use it for its own use.

The bloody mist released by Mu Yun was actually blood, to put it bluntly.

It's just that it is rather special, with extremely corrosive blood energy.

As long as it is blood, it cannot escape the absorption of the Weeping Blood Blade.

In fact, Jiang Feng had many ways to deal with Mu Yun's bone-eating blood mist. For example, the simplest and crudest way was to release the real fire of the sun and burn it up.

But since you can use it for yourself, why not do it?

"Daddy, look quickly, that little brother is fine!"

On the other side of Chen Liu's family, daughter Xiaowen also saw the situation in the blood mist, and quickly shouted that the family that was about to despair suddenly became hopeful again.

Now it seems that Jiang Feng is their only hope.

While excited, Chen Liu looked at his daughter again and said very seriously.

"Xiaowen, remember, don't be rude in front of that senior later, you have to respect him as a senior, you know? Although he looks young, but to have such strength, he must be older than his father."

Just now, my daughter actually called that senior her little brother. If the other party heard this, she would probably be very upset.

After all, many strong people are very proud and pay special attention to what others call them.

"Oh, but people just feel that he is very young, a little bit."

Xiaowen stuck out her tongue, just murmured, but she didn't talk back to her father.

Chen Liu's family felt relieved, but the pressure shifted to Mu Yun and his group.

The bone-eroding blood mist was already Mu Yun's trump card, but it still couldn't hurt Jiang Feng at all. How could he fight?

Mu Yun's eyeballs rolled, apparently thinking about a way to escape.

Although he still coveted Jiang Feng's artifact, Mu Yun was not a fool. He could only comfort himself by thinking that if the green hills were left, he would not be afraid of running out of firewood.

"Why, continue, is this your ultimate?"

Jiang Feng still looked at Mu Yun provocatively, and hooked him.

Mu Yun did not speak, but silently raised his Blood Demon Ruler, looking solemnly at Jiang Feng opposite him.

It seems that it is about to prepare for a big move.

"The next move is to decide the outcome, but also life and death."