Blood escape, as the name suggests, is to use blood as a medium, isolating all breath to escape and thousands of miles away, such a trick does not need to have much mana, success or failure depends entirely on a person's choice, it is not shameful, because this secret method originally originated in the Western Regions, and it is a means for some evil people in the Demon Sect to abandon themselves in order to survive, and then it flowed to the Central Plains after several turnovers, and it became one of the most despicable spells in the mouths of various factions.

In the desert, the wind howled, rolling up bursts of sand and dust, circulating in the void, and a fairy ship passed through the sand and slowly sailed out.

"It's been three days, and there is still no sign of waking up!" In the cabin, Han Yue looked at the fate on the bed, sighed helplessly, and the faces of the others were not very good, in the past three days, they have taken turns to deliver spiritual power for the fate of the extinction, and their injuries have not been recuperated.

"Although he didn't wake up, didn't Sister Ning say that he had regained his vitality?" Wan Ting's expression was gloomy, but there was a trace of joy in the depths of her eyes.

"That's right!" Ning Xin stood in front of the hatch and said, "It's good to survive, at least there is hope!"

Moti leaned against the corner of the wall, glanced at each other with Seven Kills, Iron Hammer and the others, and closed their eyes again, they had just finished losing their spiritual power, and they were all in a weak state, so they all urgently needed pranayama.

Ning Xin turned his head and looked out of the cabin, the immortal ship was already in a mess, the formation patterns on the ship collapsed, only the little aura on the helm flag, there was still his will, guiding everyone to go back.

"Blood escape!!" Ning Xin looked up at the sky, as if she knew some secrets that others didn't know, her pupils were stretching, and she said to herself, "I hope this won't be the trigger for that thing to come!"

Wushan, after a few days of adjustment, the altar of the god finally restored some scenes, in the temple of the god of worship, Simon stood with his hands in his hands, and Hun Tuo in the back stared at his back, with a strange transparency in the depths of his eyes.

"Brother!" Hun Tuo frowned and said, "I still have to advise you, your heart is too anxious now!"

Simon didn't speak, but his shoulders, which were facing away from Hun Tuo, seemed to tremble.

"Actually, I knew about those things a long time ago, not only changed me, but also extreme your character!" Hun Tuo's eyes showed a trace of disappointment, and he said slowly, "Brother, to be honest, I still can't believe it for my brother, you have lived in the position of a god for so many years, and you have never taken these two words to heart!"

Simon still didn't react, his eyes stared at the vacant position behind the throne, and after a long time, he said faintly: "The rumors from the outside world are all false, you don't have to take it to heart!"

"Really?" Hun Tuo's eyes were sharp, and he was about to say something, when he suddenly found that Simon had a hidden evil aura in his body, and couldn't help but sigh: "The realm of psychic is really harmful!"

"It's not psychic!" Simon's voice became cold, he still didn't turn around, but clenched his fists, the bright red evil qi was completely exposed, and said in an excited voice, "Now I have touched the edge of that layer, only one step away, just one step away, I can compete with him!"

"You're in too much of a hurry!" Hun Tuo was even more disappointed, "When the moon is full, it will be lost, and when the water is full, it will overflow, what you need at this time is convergence and stability!"

"I'm running out of patience!" Simon turned his head suddenly, the evil qi had seeped into his eyes, dyeing them a strange bright red, and the slender body showed a tremor of excitement, "Seeing his strength, I am even more convinced that what I have been pursuing all these years is real, I think even if the master is still here, he will definitely not stop me!"

"I'm not stopping you!" Hun Tuo shook his head, "It's just the most real example I've ever seen, how powerful Wan Qing was back then, in the battle of Penglai, he fought with the demonic beast Kunpeng with his own strength, that kind of realm, now I think about it, I can still reach it!"

"But he still failed!" Simon interrupted unceremoniously.

Hun Tuo looked away and said silently: "He lost to himself!"

"So you think I'll follow in his footsteps?" Simon asked, staring at his brother, "You don't think I can take the last step?"

Huntuo didn't respond, but reminded: "I just think that your state of mind at the moment is too confused, think about what you looked like before, it's really far from it!"

Simon's face changed suddenly, as if he had noticed something, and the evil qi around him was suddenly restrained, he slowly turned his back to Hun Tuo again, and said faintly: "I have my own measure!

Hun Tuo sighed, turned to leave, and when he reached the gate of the temple, he looked back inside, as if he had made some kind of decision, and said to himself: "Brother, I can bear all the infamy for you, no matter what, I will never let anyone hurt you!"

The cold wind floated, and in the blink of an eye, Simon was left alone in the temple of the gods, his face was sometimes calm, sometimes flushed, he looked down at the flush on his hands, and said to himself: "What the hell is wrong with me!"

In the blink of an eye, two more days passed, and the barbaric rectification was finally back on track, and the ruins were basically hidden, and what remained was the chaos in everyone's hearts.

The sky is clear, the clouds are faint, and thousands of miles will fly away in a blink of an eye, and the wind and sand are everywhere here, and a fairy ship sails by, leaving a long mark.

"It's coming!" On the bow of the ship, Ning Xin looked at the yellow sand outside and judged, "If this continues, in two days, we will cross the desert and return to the Central Plains!"

"Central Plains!" Han Yue muttered softly.

"What's wrong?" Ning Xin asked.

"Nothing!" Hanyue shook her head, "I've always just heard about it, but I never thought I'd come to that place in this way one day!"

"Don't worry!" Ning Xin patted her on the shoulder and said, "If you can come back to save us, it means that we are the same kind of people, and when you arrive in Qingcheng, if you still want to leave, no one will stop you!"

Hanyue was silent, looking at the sky in the distance, without words.

On the deck, Ling'er and Seven Kills snuggled up to each other, and they got along with each other for a few days, which made them all more identified with each other, but they all knew in their hearts that if they could really return to Qingcheng this time, it would be too much obstruction to greet them.

In the cabin, Wan Ting also stared into the distance through the hatch, and she always had an inexplicable sense of intimacy with the Central Plains, as if she was a child wandering away, and the feeling of finally going home was so long and difficult. Yuan Xuan, who was not awake beside her, seemed to feel this emotion as well, and the cold fingers suddenly moved lightly and slowly.

This small action made Wan Ting cry excitedly, she hurriedly gathered all the people to jointly deliver spiritual power for the extinction, gradually, the spiritual light was wrapped around the cabin, everything became hazy, at this moment, all the sounds seemed to be extinguished, only in the spiritual light, a pair of eyes slowly opened.