Reborn in the Hehuan Sect, my master was transformed into a slave by me

Relying on the huge shield built by the blood demon spirit with flesh and blood in front of him, Chang Qing blocked the attack one after another. At the same time, he used all his strength to move forward.

Closer, closer.

The distance between him and the monster was getting shorter and shorter. Although the big shield formed by all the blood and energy was constantly repairing, it was already riddled with holes and was about to be consumed.

Finding the right time, taking advantage of the gap between the monster's attacks, Chang Qing decisively abandoned it and then jumped in the direction of the monster.

Some of the remaining scarlet tentacles on his body fell off in the air, precisely because he did not hesitate to release the blood demon spirit.

The blood demon spirit has a fatal weakness, that is, it cannot use other imperial spirits at the same time when using it.

So at this last distance, Chang Qing chose to use his body to face the monster's attack directly.

Fortunately, the monster was just madly urging the imperial spirit, not dodging, and it was obviously not proficient in using the imperial spirit that did not belong to it, and many attacks passed by Chang Qing.

But there was still a swift lightning blade coming, and it was about to hit.

Chang Qing did not dodge, this was his last chance, as long as he could use the Green Blood on the monster, he would be the winner.

He faced the lightning blade directly, without any fear.

With a "bang", the lightning blade brushed past Chang Qing, and hit him in the dense forest behind him, splitting a big tree into ashes.

It really brushed past him, because half of Chang Qing's shoulder and arm were cut off, the wound was burnt, and even half of his face had been completely turned into charcoal.

But his only remaining hand was already pressed on the huge body of the monster.

The melon seed in his mind was still exerting force, injecting a steady stream of spiritual energy into Chang Qing's body, and Chang Qing used all his strength to activate the Green Blood.

In just a moment, all the imperial spirits used by the monster appeared in Chang Qing's mind.

The monster's body had already turned into a hunting ground, and Bixue was like an eagle soaring in the sky, searching for the target that Changqing ordered it to hunt.

The next moment, Changqing locked onto the target he wanted to poison, the weakest of the imperial spirits, the yellow spirit that flashed white light.

Bixue instantly activated, like a snake entering a rat hole, an osprey entering the water, an invisible and intangible divine poison had been injected into the yellow spirit.

Changqing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The next moment, his body couldn't help but fall backwards. Such a powerful attack only grazed the edge, and Changqing's body had reached its limit.

He lay on the ground, and even the strength to move his fingers was almost exhausted.

The agate body was also on the verge of collapse.

Fortunately, there was still the melon seed given by Youbi to continuously restore his spiritual power.

Although the melon seed had become a little dim, it was probably the end of its strength, but it was enough.

Chang Qing activated the blood healing spirit in his acupoints to recover from his injuries.

However, the injuries suffered by Yu Ling's attack were much more difficult to recover from than ordinary injuries.

There was still some electric current wrapped around his wounds, which was devouring the flesh and blood that the blood healing spirit had just restored for him.

The monster paused, as if it had noticed something, and then it lowered its head, with a distorted face facing the insignificant Chang Qing at its feet.

It raised its foot and stepped on Chang Qing.

Chang Qing's half-burnt face was expressionless, and the only remaining eye was shining.

He did not have the calmness of facing death, nor the calmness of being reborn, even though he had exhausted all his abilities, and all that was left for him was to leave it to fate.

But how could he give up until the last moment.

It takes time for the green blood to take effect.

Persist, persist a little longer.

Can't die, I can't die yet.

Just when the monster's big feet were about to crush him into mud, Chang Qing recovered a little strength, and with his extremely tenacious will, he finally made his body move.

The big feet fell, and Chang Qing's body just rolled to the side.

The next moment, the monster's body suddenly stopped like a sculpture, and then quickly collapsed.

Countless broken limbs and pieces of flesh fell to the ground, and the monster's body was like a slug that encountered salt, and was constantly melting.

Not long after, it had changed from a tangible monster to a piece of soft rotten meat.

Those broken limbs and arms, and the unabsorbed imperial spirits, were scattered all over the ground.

If any cultivator saw the mysterious spirits on the ground, they would probably fall into greed and madness.

It seems that this monster itself has no intelligence, but is controlled by the cultivator. Once Chang Qing destroyed the imperial spirit used for control with the green blood, the monster returned to its original rotten meat., and the flesh and blood and the imperial spirit that had not been fully digested were also vomited out by it.

Along with the limbs and flesh, the black-clothed man wrapped in flesh and blood also fell to the ground.

He seemed to be in deep surprise and did not react to what happened.

The imperial spirit that controlled the monster was just Huang Ling.

For Huang Ling, the speed of the green blood poison was extremely fast. Before he could notice the changes of the imperial spirit, the imperial spirit had dissipated.

But the evil cultivator was also a ruthless and decisive person. After a brief surprise, he immediately got up from the ground and rushed towards Chang Qing.

It seems that he really wanted to kill, and Chang Qing was a piece of fish on the chopping board at this time, at the mercy of others.

The black-clothed man rushed directly and punched Chang Qing in the face. Chang Qing only felt the strong wind of the fist. If he was in his current state, he would probably end up with his brain bursting and dying, and there would be no possibility of survival.

But just before Chang Qing was about to die, the oncoming fist stopped in front of him.

The man in black looked at Chang Qing's face and seemed to be stunned.

After hesitating for a moment, the man in black suddenly turned and left, quickly disappearing into the night.

Chang Qing's eyes were open all the time, and he did not leave the man in black.

Until the last moment, he still did not give up, and he was trying his best to struggle.

But he did not expect that the man in black would let him go at the last moment.

His mind did not relax at all. Not only did he continue to think about what to do next, but he also remembered the important information that the man in black spared his life.

He never believed that this was a coincidence, or that the other party had a change of heart.

There must be a reason why the man in black let him go.

But there was no time to investigate it now, he had more urgent things to "deal with".

In his mind, the melon seed that Youbi gave him had been consumed, and Chang Qing no longer had any extra spiritual power to activate the blood healing spirit to recover from his injuries.

"Miss Youbi..."

He stretched out his hand with difficulty and looked at Youbi in the distance.

Youbi also hurried over, squatted down, and healed his injuries.

Neither of them spoke, only a black mist rose from Youbi's hand and lingered on Changqing's wound.

"I didn't expect you were willing to save me, Miss Youbi."

After recovering 10% or 20% of his injuries and being able to move, Changqing spoke.

"I will save anyone, don't worry."

Youbi hesitated for a moment.

"Besides, you just saved me, so we're even."