The Daily Salvation of the Protagonist of the Buddhist System

While Su Yun was concentrating on cultivating in the Pagoda Forest, the outside world had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Due to the emergence of demons all over the world, various sects sent their disciples out of the mountain one after another to slay the demons and eliminate them.

In the city of mortals, a man in black with a mask to hide his aura stood in the air. Under half of the mask, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Feeling the powerful magic energy in his body, the man in black said to himself excitedly: "Finally, I have reached the Nascent Soul stage. Tens of thousands of mortals' blood energy is only enough for me to break through from the late stage of Jindan to the early stage of Nascent Soul. I want to break through to the stage of Nascent Soul." How much blood, millions, tens of millions do you need to transform into a god?"

Thinking about it, he licked the corners of his lips, and said with some covetousness: "The monk's blood should be more delicious."

But his rationality still defeated his longing, and he murmured: "Don't worry, don't worry, just break through to another level, wait for the third level of "Blood God and Demon Records" to achieve great success and achieve the indestructible demon body, everything will be as I wish ,Hahaha……"

At this time, several streamers of light suddenly appeared in the sky, and a blue flying sword shot towards the man in black.

"Bloodfiend, take your life!"

The flying sword that suddenly appeared was extremely fast, almost reaching the man in black in the blink of an eye.

The man in black quickly dodged, but Jian Guang still took away an arm. However, the severed arm turned into a cloud of blood in the air, penetrated into the man in black, and the arm grew out intact again.

The man in black stared at the figures flying in the distance, gritted his teeth and said, "Fu Yunfei!"

Right now, I have just broken through the realm, and I haven't fully consolidated it yet. Fighting against Fu Yunfei, who is a master of swordsmanship, the gain outweighs the loss.

The man in black decided to retreat in the blink of an eye, and a space crack suddenly appeared behind him.

A gloomy voice sounded in the air, "The shame of losing an arm today will be rewarded in the future!"

Before the voice fell, it disappeared into the space crack.

"Let him escape again."

Ling Ying's complexion was a little ugly.

Fu Yunfei's face sank like water, he looked at the place where the space crack existed, and thought in his heart, it really was him.

The thing that made him escape was probably the fairy artifact that Chi Xiaozi brought out from Yunluo's secret realm, so he had to inform his master immediately.

Two sword repairmen wearing the uniforms of Wanjiange disciples flew from the city to Fu Yunfei's side, and said angrily: "Brother, everyone in the city has turned into bones. There are no living people in this city anymore."

His tone was a little frightened. It was the first time he had encountered such a ferocious demon cultivator after so many years of subjugating demons.

Not only the city was massacred, but the people who were killed also lost their flesh and blood, as if they had died for thousands of years. Even though he had seen a lot, he couldn't help but be shocked by such a strange magic skill.

Ling Ying's eyes turned red when she thought of the tragic situation in the city, and she said bitterly: "This blood demon is too cruel!"

Their brothers and sisters have been chasing the Gorefiend for half a month, but the devil seems to be carrying a rare treasure, and every time they barely escape when everyone is about to catch up with him.

Fu Yunfei also felt a little uncomfortable. He could feel that Chi Xiaozi's power was getting stronger and stronger, but he didn't know where he learned the strange magic art.

Now that Chi Xiaozi's identity has been determined, Fu Yunfei edited the information into a thousand-mile sound transmission and sent it to Su Yun.

Alas, I hope Ah Yun can receive it before leaving the customs.

On the other side, the man in black stepped out of the space crack, and the exit of the crack was impressively in a cave.

He first carefully checked the surroundings with his spiritual sense, and after confirming that there was no one around, he carefully took out a radiant orb from the space.

The originally crimson orb was as bright as blood, but its color turned dark red like solidified blood, and the strong smell of blood made people want to vomit. It was like a magic weapon better than a fairy weapon.

The man in black didn't feel the fishy smell at all, but took a deep breath in enjoyment.

He sat cross-legged, and the orb rose from his hand, floating above his head, reflecting the entire cave into a hazy blood red.

As he started to exercise, strands of blood emerged from the orb and entered his body. The blood flowed through his body and entered the upper, middle and lower dantians and acupuncture points.

After seven days and seven nights, the man in black finally stabilized the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul Realm.

Feeling the harvest of this exercise, he smiled with satisfaction: "The realm of the Nascent Soul has been completely stabilized, and the "Blood God Demon Record" has also entered the second level. Next, more blood energy is needed.

Not only did the fake devil of the blood spirit patriarch in the previous life not practice such magical skills, he also refused to let me practice them. "

Thinking of his past life, a stern look appeared in his eyes, "When I achieve my magical powers, I must be the first to take the old man's knife and drain his blood and aura, in order to avenge my death in the previous life."

As if thinking of the wonderful scene of killing all directions in the future, he triumphantly took out the glare mirror, the jewel in his left hand, and the mirror in his right.

He looked at his left hand, "Having this precious orb to store blood can allow me to practice almost infinitely anytime, anywhere," and then looked at his right hand, "With this precious mirror, within the movement of my mind, thousands of miles can be reached in an instant, and no one can do it." Stop me."

He raised his head and laughed wildly: "With these two treasures in hand, who in the world can stop me!"

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In the Blood Spirit Palace, the ancestor of the Blood Spirit had a serious face on his handsome face after his subordinates finished talking about the recent situation.

"You mean, there is a demon in the outside world who seems to have practiced the Blood Spirit Dafa of the Blood Spirit Palace, and is massacring cities everywhere to practice?"

"Yes, Patriarch, that demon has killed hundreds of thousands of mortals in less than half a year. He is called a blood demon. He has a space fairy on his body. His disciples of the righteous way have been encircled and suppressed many times, but he has escaped." Lose."

The disciple of the Blood Spirit Palace replied.

The blood spirit patriarch suddenly asked: "Is there any news about the young master from the blood shadow?"

The disciple said respectfully: "Master Xueying said that the young master is still comprehending the sword art in the sword mound of Wanjiange, and has not yet left the gate."

"Okay," the blood spirit patriarch waved, "Go down."

After his subordinates left, the blood spirit patriarch sat on the throne, lost in thought.

Listening to the practice routine of the blood demon, it is clearly the magic skill in the "Blood God Demon Record". After being expelled from the Lingguang Temple, he got the "Blood Spirit Sutra" by chance. Dafa, and the lower part of "Blood God Demon Record", is too cruel and harmful to the harmony of nature, so it is abandoned and not practiced.

This "Blood God and Demon Record" requires a lot of blood energy from living beings to practice. The blood energy required in each stage is almost doubled, and the blood energy required in the stage of transforming gods can almost kill the mortals in the entire monk world. The brutal unworldly magic art.

The blood spirit patriarch just wanted to practice hard and ascend to the devil world, but he didn't want to be punished by the people of the world to "eliminate demons and defend the way" because of practicing some evil skills.

In this world, besides myself, are there people who practice the "Blood Spiritual Sutra"?

Even his own son only taught the content of the upper part of the Blood Spirit Dafa.

No.

The ancestor of the blood spirit stood up from the throne. For those who practice "Blood God Demon Record", the best supplement is naturally the same source of blood spirit energy.

If he left it alone and allowed the Blood Demon to become stronger, when he discovered the preciousness of the blood essence of the disciples of the Blood Spirit Palace, he would definitely take the people from the Blood Spirit Palace as his main targets.

Moreover, Yun'er was still outside, if he was targeted, he would be the most dangerous.

"Come on!"

The blood spirit patriarch called his disciples and ordered: "Get ready for the flying shuttle, and go to the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion."

In the Pagoda Forest, Su Yun, who had entered meditation, had no knowledge of what was happening outside, let alone that his father in name was planning to go to Wanjiange to "catch" him.

At this time, he was bathed in Buddha's light with his legs crossed, he naturally held a seal in his left hand, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the golden light has soaked every inch of the lake, the lotus leaves are touching the sky, and the jade leaves are whirling.

The wonderful tree of seven treasures has grown several times taller, and the tree body and jade leaves made of seven treasures are full of precious light, which is invisible.

There is a strange fragrance emanating from the tree.

Not only that, Su Yun's body is also undergoing great changes. In the meridians, the spiritual energy flows naturally, which is much faster than his usual full-strength cultivation.

The cultivation base grew rapidly at an astonishing rate, and soon passed the initial stage of Nascent Soul, and moved towards the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

This kind of cultivation speed, if anyone on the Fairy Continent sees it, they will be amazed.

Juefa looked at the direction where Su Yun was. If it wasn't suppressed by the formation, the Buddha's light here would have already soared into the sky.

He was spinning the rosary in his hand, but with a worried expression on his face, he sighed, "It's too late."

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