After the cannon fodder was reborn, he got the devil

The blood man has about the cultivation base of the early stage of leaving his body, and his body exudes a strong and disgusting aroma.

After Nascent Soul, there is an insurmountable gap between every big realm, not to mention that the level of more than 500 Nascent Soul monks is uneven. The strong ones are like Xie Yunying Baiye, and the lowest cultivation is a pharmacist in the early Nascent Soul. In this case, it is difficult to save lives.

The blood man has devoured the flesh and blood of many monks, the viscous blood has been half solidified into a paste, and hundreds of different faces emerge from the blood man's body from time to time.

Bai Hanchi has seen every single face before.

Senior Brother Fu Yuan, Elder Yue Jian... These are all Nascent Soul cultivators of the sect, with poor talent, from inner disciples to outer elders, they were assigned to guard the spiritual veins a few days ago.

Now each of the vivid faces is frozen into an expression of pain and despair.

It turned out that it was a lie to guard the spiritual pulse, and it was also a lie to hope that he would break through the realm and work hard to cultivate.Only these colleagues who died in the secret realm are real.

Bai Hanchi's vision was a little blurry, he wiped his eyes carelessly.

The blood man's mental intelligence was low, he bent down to pick up the pool of blood, ignored the wailing of the face, and spread the pool of blood on himself: "It's gone—it's gone."

Not long after the blood man took shape, he couldn't maintain his human form. The more he moved, the more blood flowed to the ground. It quickly turned into a thick blood-colored swamp. He stretched out countless thick or thin arms, screaming towards the living The monk stretched out his hand, the sound of calling for help, the curses vented, and the unrepentant resentment grabbed the monk along with the bloody hands:

"Master—why didn't Master come to save me?"

"Help me, save me!"

"I, I don't want to die, it hurts so much..."

"Hate you! Hate you—"

"Come on, come with me."

Ying Baiye picked up a monk nearby, and said sharply, "Ascend to the sky!"

The blood man is a monster made up of the bodies of dead monks. The more flesh and blood it devours and the more power it accumulates, the more difficult it is to deal with.

The other monks woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream, and they reacted quickly and immediately flew into the air with Yu Jian.

Xie Yufei stood far behind the crowd.He looked down at the pool of blood on the ground.

I don't know why, but he is not afraid of the pool of blood, instead, a secret excitement surges up in his heart, clamoring for him to rush forward - he can subdue this thing!

But... Xie Yufei hesitated and glanced in Bai Hanchi's direction.

His two enemies are still here, Xie Yufei doesn't know if he can subdue the blood man intact, once injured, will the two take advantage of it?

Xie Yufei retreated quietly.

Forget it, let's wait until I'm alone to make calculations.

Xie Yun picked up Bai Hanchi and stepped on the Shifang Sword to fly high into the sky. The bloody hands under the Shifang Sword gathered and kept rising, trying to catch Xie Yun and Bai Hanchi.

Xie Yun cut off the bloody hand, and put Bai Hanchi in front of him: "Don't be in a daze!"

Xie Yun held Bai Hanchi in his hand, he was shaken twice, he was at a loss for a moment, "Yes, you can't be in a daze. I want, I want to save you."

He wiped his face indiscriminately, threw out a ball of radiant silver, quickly made several fingerprints, and hit the ball of silver one after another.

As Bai Hanchi injected spiritual power, the silver cluster gradually opened, revealing its true face—it was actually a white gauze as thin as a cicada's wing, constantly refracting magnificent colors due to the changing light.

Xie Yun swung his sword to cut off the bloody hand, Ying Baiye Yujian leaned over, and motioned for other monks to get together: "Don't be alone! Help the people around you, every time one is lost here, the monster's strength will increase by one point!"

As soon as these words came out, some monks hurriedly turned around and dragged the slower monks.

The casual cultivators are really lacking in strength, Ying Baiye: "I'll help."

Xie Yun nodded.

He wanted to protect Bai Hanchi, waiting for the treasure to be completely activated by spiritual power.

Bai Hanchi made the last handprint, and said sharply: "Hua!"

The white gauze stretched rapidly, and under the urging of spiritual power, it quickly opened and turned into a big net, and fished all the monks into the big net. The white gauze covered all the breath of the monks, and the bloody hands lost the smell of living people. Scratching a few times in mid-air, he retracted into a pool of blood.

Pools of blood gathered together and slowly flowed on the ground. From time to time, some faces were left behind, and then they were grabbed into the pool of blood by bloody hands.

The monks were shrouded in white gauze, and they breathed a long sigh of relief.

Bai Hanchi maintained the white gauze: "This gauze is called Mengchen, as long as it is inside the gauze tent, it is temporarily safe, so everyone must not leave the range of the gauze tent."

Dust is a high-grade treasure, which can not only cover the monk's breath, but even dilute the monk's spiritual power fluctuations, making it difficult for high-level monks to detect the user.

Disadvantages The larger the area covered by the veil, the greater the consumption of spiritual power. There are more than 500 monks here. As time goes by, Bai Hanchi gradually feels that it is difficult.

A casual cultivator in blue let out a long sigh of relief, and questioned Bai Hanchi: "Bai Hanchi! What is your Yuan Qingzong's plan? What is a sacrifice?"

"That's right, we are in danger now, so hurry up and come up with an explanation!"

"I don't want to die yet! There are no opportunities here, only monsters! What are you Yuan Qingzong planning?"

"You are the young master! You must know how to get back! Quickly open the entrance and let us go!"

"That's right! You must know! You are the young master, you must have a way to save your life!"

……

Bai Hanchi's face was pale, and his tone became firmer as he spoke: "I, I really don't know anything, but I can promise everyone that if there is any crisis, I will guarantee everyone's safety... unless I die first."

The monk in blue said excitedly: "Who will believe you! You are the only son of the suzerain!"

Even the blood on Bai Hanchi's lips faded, he moistened his hoarse voice: "We are all in this secret territory now, there are hundreds of you, are you still afraid that I will escape under your noses?"

Xie Yun crossed her arms and looked out of Meng Chen: "This secret realm...is strangely small. The blood man mentioned the sacrifice just now, so the secret realm we see now is just a shell. After the sacrifice, the real secret realm will be revealed." Open."

The secret realm is narrow and the terrain is simple. Apart from the plain under their feet, there is only a small piece of woods. With the eyes of a monk, the end of the secret realm can be seen at a glance.

In other words, they didn't even have a place to hide.

Ying Baiye: "Young Sect Master, do you know all the souls in that blood man?"

Bai Hanchi bit the tip of his tongue, excruciatingly painful: "They are all cultivators from the sect... 490 people in total. The sect has always said that these people are going to guard the spiritual veins, but they never thought they were used as sacrifices."

490 people, fused into such a monster.

Ying Baiye said: "I need a blood sacrifice of 1000 people, I don't know what's underneath."

Xie Yun slowly pulled out Chun Shandao: "Slaughter it first, and then wait until the people outside open the secret realm."

Waiting is death, going out is death, there is no difference.

Xie Yufei, who had been hiding in the crowd, suddenly said: "I have a way to subdue the blood man, but it may take a lot of time."

Xie Yun was surprised.

Xie Yufei will come out?This shrunken tortoise has no profit and can't afford to be early. The last time Xie Yun's fairy grass was snatched, Xie Yufei waited until both sides were hurt, and then suddenly rushed out to snatch the fairy grass.

Xie Yufei walked up to the crowd with Yujian, and said solemnly: "I can try it. If I miss it and die, please take my body away when I go out for the sake of acquaintance."

The so-called bear the brunt, Xie Yufei naturally does not want to stand out, but he can feel that this bloody man is of great benefit to him, if he can devour this bloody man, his cultivation base will definitely increase accordingly!

Once breaking through to the out-of-body period...

Xie Yufei's eyes flashed, killing more than 500 people here, maybe the real secret realm can be opened.

The casual cultivators were quite moved.

The man in blue took the initiative to ask; "Fellow Daoist, what is the chance of winning, do you want us to help?"

Xie Yufei: "If you can win, it must be a narrow victory. Don't take risks, everyone, leave it to me."

Xie Yun suddenly said: "Fellow Daoist, I am a sword cultivator, and my cultivation level is about the same as yours. How about going out with you?"

Xie Yufei himself is a collection of wish power, and he also has a semi-celestial artifact like Bai Yuding in his hands. If he really tames the blood man, they will all die.

The green ghost mask that Xie Yun is wearing today belongs to Ying Baiye, a low-grade spiritual weapon that can change the voice of the wearer.

Xie Yufei was about to refuse, when Ying Baiye suddenly said, "If someone is with you, the chances of winning are better. Or...you have other thoughts?"

As soon as this statement came out, more than 500 suspicious eyes all focused on Xie Yufei.

There is no friendship between these casual cultivators, and they temporarily form an alliance based on the interests that may break at any time, helping each other and being suspicious of each other.

Xie Yufei said coldly: "I have done my best, since I want to help, then come here."

Just use the blood man to kill this person, no, it is better to devour the blood man first, this person has the cultivation base of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, if the blood man grows stronger, won't he cause trouble for himself?

Bai Hanchi swallowed a handful of qi-returning pills, and opened Meng Chen's mouth. He endured the bloody smell in his mouthpiece, and poured spiritual power into Meng Chen again.

Only at this time did he realize how slack he was in his daily cultivation, he would have known earlier, he would have listened to his senior brother and practiced hard at night.

Brother...does brother know that he is here to die?

Ying Baiye saw that he was in a trance, put one hand on Bai Hanchi's shoulder, and sent spiritual power into his body.

Ying Baiye's spiritual power was fierce and domineering, and Bai Hanchi was shocked.

There was no warmth in Ying Baiye's voice, it was colder than Xie Yun's sword, "He is below, please trouble the young master with all your heart."

He can't leave, there must be at least one person around Bai Hanchi to ensure that Bai Hanchi can operate.

There was no blood on Bai Hanchi's face: "Don't worry, if you die, I will die first."

These people were brought in by him, so he will take them out at all costs.

Half of Xie Yufei's body was away from the dust, and a bubble appeared from the pool of blood. When Xie Yun appeared outside the dust, the pool of blood squirmed twice and shot hundreds of pairs of bloody hands at Xie Yun.

Xie Yun swung his sword to cut off the bloody hand.

After the bloody hand was broken, it automatically turned back to viscous blood and returned to the pool of blood. Xie Yun frowned slightly, maybe it would be better to steam the blood dry with flames.

I don't know if it's because Xie Yun is too good-looking, the bloody hands are chasing after Xie Yun, but ignore Xie Yufei.

Xie Yufei sneered inwardly, and said loudly: "Please, fellow Taoist, lure the blood man away for me, I need time to prepare a cup of tea!"

Xie Yun glanced at Xie Yufei coldly.

He dodged a few times, and the pool of blood took the opportunity to condense into a human form. The blood man's strength surpassed Xie Yun's by a large realm, but his intelligence was not complete. He was like a young child who had grown in size. He had strength but didn't know how to use it. He only knew clumsiness Chasing after Xie Yun, from time to time, he grabbed a handful of blood from his body and threw it at Xie Yun.

Blood turned into thousands of blood arrows pointing at Xie Yun!

hum-

Arrows rained out!

Xie Yun urged Chunshan to fall, and the tip of the sword drew a half arc, pulling the blood arrow to form a crescent moon with his spiritual power. His sword energy was extremely cold, and the blood arrow was stirred into blood by the spiritual power, and then froze in the sword energy. ice.

Xie Yun tossed Chun Shandao, continuously forming the handprints of Du Zai.

The cold light flowed on the spring mountain, and rounds of full moons suddenly appeared, ups and downs around Xie Yun, the temperature in the air dropped again and again, the water vapor condensed into ice crystals, suspended around Xie Yun, chasing the "moon" around.

Even the monks in the dust felt the cold.

Xie Yunjian pointed at the blood man, and slowly spit out four words: "Dare to ask the sun and the moon."

The third form of self-created sword style.

The hundred rounds of the full moon whizzed down, and the water vapor it passed froze into ice. The bright moon sank into the bloody man, splashing countless blood.

click-

The sound of freezing sounded, and then it rang out continuously.

Many parts of the blood man were frozen into ice by the bright moon, he sat down on the ground with a bang, lowered his head in a daze, and saw a small ice flower blooming on the blood man's chest.

Crystal clear, as clean as the first snow.

As soon as the edge of Chunshan's fallen sword sank, Xie Yun's lips overflowed with blood, dripping down his chin onto the skirt of his clothes. He said, "Flowers on ice."

With words and deeds, the ice flower slowly opened its buds, and it continued to absorb the spiritual power of the blood man, using this as nourishment to grow bigger and bigger until the jade plate-sized ice flower fully bloomed.

The blood man's body shrank rapidly.

The flower on the ice will draw a large amount of the spiritual power of the recruiter, but the disadvantage is that it will halve this part of the spiritual power and feed it back to Xie Yun.

This is a good thing for most monks, but the spiritual power in Xie Yun's body is so pure that it is easily polluted by external spiritual power.

What's more, the blood man's spiritual power originally came from more than 400 different monks, not to mention the chaos, which also contained the monk's resentment.

Such deep resentment rushed into Xie Yun's body, forcing Xie Yun to kneel down on one knee, Chun Shan lost his spiritual support and fell to the ground.

Resentment traveled through the meridians with spiritual power, and the screams of the monk before he died rang through Xie Yun's mind.

In the dust, Ying Baiye was about to go out with Yujian, when he suddenly found that Xie Yun shook his head slightly in his direction.

Ying Baiye slowly retreated behind Bai Hanchi.

Xie Yufei finally finished his preparations, he opened his black eyes, a star of golden light gathered between his brows, there were faint black lines flowing under his skin, but the Niwan Palace was shrouded in a faint golden light.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was a human, a demon, or a god, but he saw black ink mixed with golden light, forming hundreds of tentacles and spikes piercing into the bloody man's body.

The resentment and spiritual power of the blood man flowed into Xie Yufei's body along the tentacles, and Xie Yufei's cultivation base slowly increased.

Xie Yun consumed most of the blood man's strength, shrinking in half.

Xie Yufei secretly hated that Jianxiu was in the way, in order to prevent Jianxiu from giving the blood man a final blow, Xie Yufei manipulated the blood man to fly towards him.

Strong spiritual power poured into Xie Yufei's body, and Xie Yufei couldn't help but be intoxicated by this power. The blood man got closer and closer, and his size became smaller and smaller. Xie Yufei's cultivation level gradually rushed to the peak of Yuanying.

Almost, almost to the out-of-body period...

Just when the blood man's spiritual power was about to be exhausted, Xie Yufei suddenly felt a pain in his heart. He woke up from the extreme happiness brought by the power, and looked down at his chest——

An arm pierced by tentacles pierced through the blood man and tightly held Xie Yufei's heart.

Xie Yun exerted force slowly, and the wound on his arm kept tearing, pouring on the soil together with Xie Yufei's blood.

Xie Yufei blushed, "You're obviously exhausted——"

Xie Yun was pierced by tentacles on his shoulder, and he said softly, "It's just pretending. It's just lying to you, do you really believe it?"

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Xie Yufei: My heart.

Young Master Xie: Heart (first sound)

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