In the cave, there are occasional crystal droplets of water that fall into the lifeless pool below, causing a tiny splash of water, and then ripples spread.

It's just that this scene, placed in a small blood-colored pool, looks hideous and terrifying.

Next to the small pool, Ye Chenfeng finally woke up from his meditative state after more than an hour of hard work.

He exhaled a light breath of turbidity, and immediately condensed two spiritual power threads in his hands, salvaged the two corpses that had sunk to the bottom of the small pool, and threw them on the ground.

He also separated a thread of spiritual power, and dragged the corpse of the short and fat man in black that had been shot into a sieve and placed it next to his companion.

The two bodies lying on the cold ground were still intact and swollen from being soaked in the pool for a long time. The black scarf that hid his face fell, revealing a hideous and pale face, and he couldn't find even a trace of blood.

The corpses that had been shot into a sieve were even more desolate, covered in thousands of wounds and bloodstains.

Facing the three miserable corpses in front of him, Ye Chenfeng's facial muscles trembled slightly.

After all these years of experience, Ye Chenfeng, who was stained with scarlet sins in his hands, finally stopped feeling disgusted and disgusted by the murder, but his face was still a little ugly.

He was clear in his heart, and the three people he had never met had murderous intent from the beginning. If he had been soft-hearted, he would have been the one lying on the ground.

He didn't want to take someone's life, but he was forced to kill the killer.

Leaving these trivial thoughts behind him one by one, Ye Chenfeng lowered his head to look at the dead body lying on the ground, and a pungent fishy smell came to his nose.

He subconsciously suppressed his snort, used his spiritual power to wrap his palms, and began to rummage through the relics on the corpse.

After a few moments, he let out a soft sigh, not thinking that he had not found anything in the carcass of the torn corpse, nor had he gained anything from the corpse of the middle figure, but had found something from the body of the lean man in black.

I saw him tear off the black clothes that were soaked in scarlet blood and clung to the corpse, and then lifted his underwear hard, revealing the corpse's miserable white neck.

There, he found a storage ring that had been tied around his neck with vermilion thread!

He ripped off the black storage ring, and the surging spiritual power flowed from his fingers into the storage ring.

This spiritual power was instantly blocked by a strange barrier, which was the soul mark that the lean black man had planted in the storage ring before his death.

After about a quarter of an hour's effort, Ye Chenfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and finally cleared the stubborn soul mark.

He gently closed his starry eyes, sank his mind into them, and began to probe carefully.

After a while, he smacked his tongue and took out more than a hundred pieces of Heavenly Crystal and fifty-five pieces of Yanjing Ore.

The space inside this storage ring is not large, only one cubic size, which is not at all in the same order of magnitude as the nine cubic storage space of the Blue Butterfly Ring.

Although the storage space is small, it is also fully equipped, and the things in it are quite expensive.

In addition to the Tianjing and Yanjing ores, Ye Chenfeng also had an unexpected gain.

Those were two Celestial Scrolls!

Ye Chenfeng showed a look of surprise on his face, he pressed the expectation in his heart, and first unfolded one of the six-inch-long blood-red scrolls, and found that there were five small words written on it: Bloody Broken Bones and Legs.

His heart moved, wasn't this the sharp leg technique that the lean man in black used before?

He hurriedly unfolded another scroll, which was also scarlet and blood-colored, giving people an extremely strange feeling.

Bloody Soul Killing Needle!

Sure enough, as Ye Chenfeng expected, this Heavenly Technique Scroll, or Secret Technique Scroll, recorded on it was the fatal blow of the lean black-clothed man who fought back to death.

Ye Chenfeng's current mastery of the Heavenly Techniques lacks the leg technique and the soul type Heavenly Technique, if he can learn these two Heavenly Techniques, it will make up for the lack of his own means.

He hurriedly asked the Burst Flame Blood Pattern Tiger: "Uncle Tiger, can these two Heavenly Skill Xiao Feng cultivate?"

The Burst Flame Blood Pattern Tiger was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "These two Heavenly Techniques, although they belong to the left side of the sect, also have some merits. It's just that if you want to successfully cultivate it, you need to use the bloody qi as a guide.

During the cultivation period, the cultivator may be disturbed by the bloody qi at any time, resulting in the loss of the mind.

Do you still want to try to cultivate it?"

Ye Chenfeng's face was calm, and after thinking for a moment, he said firmly: "There is no power in the world that is easy to get, how can you catch up with your peers if you don't take risks?"

The Flame Blood-Patterned Tiger showed a pleased smile, and immediately said no more, and let Ye Chenfeng arrange it by himself.

Gently exhaling a breath of turbid air, Ye Chenfeng no longer hesitated, and sank his mind into the first Heavenly Technique Scroll.

Bloody bones and legs, inferior to high-level celestial arts. Cultivating this technique, when using the blood qi as a guide to urge the meridians of the right leg, you can instantly burst out with terrifying power.

Ye Chenfeng's heart moved, and he was full of blood, and he had obtained a lot of green blood from the blue-blooded brute cow some time ago. It's just that I don't know if the blue blood in the Blue Butterfly Ring can be used as that bloody qi?

He didn't drag his feet and took out the vial of blue blood from the Blue Butterfly Ring.

Looking at the vial in his hand, Ye Chenfeng gritted his teeth, swallowed the green blood in the bottle into his abdomen in one gulp, and used his spiritual power to wrap the green blood in the meridians of his right leg.

However, before Ye Chenfeng could breathe a sigh of relief, the green blood, which was originally docile, finally burst out with a terrifying aura.

I saw that these green blood were boiling instantly, like hot magma, frantically impacting the various meridians of Ye Chenfeng's legs.

The tingling sensation from the meridians in his legs made Ye Chenfeng instantly gasp, and cold sweat was faintly breaking out on his head.

He hurriedly used his spiritual power to try to suppress the berserk factor in the blue blood.

But it was clear that he had far underestimated the extent of the essence of the blue-blooded bull's body.

I saw that the green blood was like spirituality, as if it had condensed into the appearance of the blue-blooded brute bull before his death, and the roar was faintly heard, which was extremely treacherous.

This roar raged wildly in Ye Chenfeng's spiritual sea, forming a demonic barrier.

The demon barrier was invisible, but it instantly aroused the most primitive desire to kill in Ye Chenfeng's heart.

Ye Chenfeng, whose eyes were red, was also annoyed at this time, and the Tiangang Thunder Leopard at the peak of the third order was wreaking havoc in my body, and I would admit it, you are a little first-order blue-blooded brute, what kind of arrogant capital do you have!

He frantically operated the Sect Source Cyclone, transporting streams of pure spiritual power, and used it to fight the green blood to the end in a violent way.

I'd like to see if it's your puddle of blood rage, or my spiritual rage!

He split the spiritual power he conveyed into two, and one of the spiritual powers entered the spiritual sea and collided with the invisible demonic barrier, making a muffled sound, making his face suddenly pale.

Another spiritual power went to Ye Chenfeng's leg meridians to suppress the violent green blood.

The two energies were like fire and water, and in an instant, they erupted with terrifying explosive power. Ye Chenfeng snorted, and a mouthful of reverse blood gushed out.

Instead of stopping, he intensified his efforts, bringing in more spiritual power to fight a protracted battle against the raging green blood.

After all, the pool of green blood was weak, and after half an hour, his breath withered.

Ye Chenfeng was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue and use his spiritual power to completely suppress it.

At the same time, the demonic barrier in his spiritual sea also shattered, no longer affecting his mind.

After doing all this, Ye Chenfeng, whose eyes returned to normal, breathed a sigh of relief. The first step in cultivating the bloody bones and legs, he finally took it.

Next, this green blood that has returned to docility can be completely released by moving it in the order of the leg meridians recorded in the scroll.

As soon as his mind moved, the docile green blood slowly moved forward, flowing through the meridians of his legs.

The next moment, he let out a low cry and kicked his right leg towards the cave wall in front of him.

The blood-colored right leg instantly erupted with a terrifying kick, kicking the thick hole wall out of a small hole with one leg.

With a boom, the gray-black dust dispersed, revealing Ye Chenfeng's emaciated figure.

He grinned, this bloody bone and leg was indeed extraordinary, and it had such power.

What's even more difficult is that it doesn't take spiritual power to urge blood to shatter bones and legs. What it consumes is the power of the green blood that he has refined in his body in advance.

However, there is one thing that is quite a pity, Ye Chenfeng can hold a limited amount of green blood, and after using the blood to shatter his bones and legs about three times, he will have to refine the green blood again.

Thinking of this, Ye Chenfeng shook his head, he couldn't be too greedy, it was already quite gratifying to have such a harvest.

Then, he turned his gaze to another celestial scroll that recorded the Blood Demon Destroying Needle.

He was even more interested in this secret art, after all, it was the first strange celestial art he had encountered that directly attacked the soul.

You must know that even the current Jiaolong Yin can only affect people's minds, and cannot directly affect the soul of the enemy.

He sank his mind into the arcane scroll in his hand again, and suddenly a stream of information entered his spiritual sea.

......

Outside the Yanjing vein, the leisurely Meng Dachuan was quite leisurely, slowly turning the light green hard pen in his hand.

Then, he looked into the swarthy cave again, and he seemed to see Ye Chenfeng brutally murdered by the three students he sent.

He could even imagine the painful wail in Ye Chenfeng's death and the endless resentment and unwillingness in his eyes.

It's a fascinating sight!

No matter what, the kid who didn't have long eyes and provoked Lord Gu would definitely die. As for the remuneration that Master Gu promised me, I got it quite easily.

Thinking of this, the greedy color in Meng Dachuan's eyes bloomed, and he was extremely excited in his heart, and even subconsciously rubbed his hands.

That's a second-grade intermediate spiritual weapon! That's a second-grade intermediate spiritual weapon that even if he has reached the ninth level of the Heavenly Master's supervisor, he has never had!

......

In the No. 15 mining area, a blood-red needle more than an inch long shot out from Ye Chenfeng's hand, and after making a crisp ding, it was fiercely nailed into the cave wall in front of him.

The inferior high-level soul attack heavenly technique, the Blood Soul Destroying Needle, has finally been practiced!