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At that moment, the mucus that had the power to dissipate the attack of the sixth-order monk was instantly squeezed open by the blood umbrella, and the stomach wall trembled, and immediately the True Blood Killing Sword that was constantly stirring with the rotation on the umbrella surface was completely crushed.

The moment the blood umbrella was used, it went deep into the stomach wall!

Pieces of minced meat were scattered and splashed, and drops of blood were dancing all over the sky.

Except for shock, there really is no one to find the right words to describe their current mood.

"Quick, rush out!" Li Ruoshui immediately shouted, "Brother Chu, please support you for a while!"

No one hesitated, they had already prepared, even if they were shocked, at the moment when they left Ruoshui's opening, starting from the bottom of the queue, they successively let go of the people who grabbed the people above, and slid downward, and when they reached the entrance of the passage, they were pulled into the passage torn by the people who jumped directly into the passage close to the passage before.

These are all elite disciples of various sects, and their reactions are not slow, and those who are slow have already been buried in the gastric juice, and in a short moment, they have all successfully escaped.

"Let's go too!" Li Ruoshui shouted, signaling that Chu Feng could draw his sword.

Chu Feng did not draw his sword, but turned the horizontal Shui Yue sharply at an angle, making the blade of the sword straight, and under the drag of the gravity of several people, Shui Yue cut straight open the stomach wall, causing several people to fall down.

Qishan Yuanbin and Liruo looked at each other and exchanged glances, and at that moment they both understood what the other party was thinking.

Although the origin of this sword is unknown, it is absolutely extraordinary, and in terms of sharpness, it is already unimaginable.

Associated with the Tomb of the Holy Blood, he has a strange mastery and a sword so sharp.

What is the origin of this seemingly ordinary young man?

At that moment, Li Ruoshui felt that Li Yun's decision was really extremely correct, and it would definitely not hurt to be good friends with this person.

But Li Ruoshui only thought about it slightly, and he had already fallen into the passage, and the scene in front of him was a little miserable.

The blood umbrella was still struggling to support, but it had already been squeezed and deformed in some places, and in some places there was even blood seeping in, which was obviously from the blood of the monster.

And in the pool of blood, there are a few bones scattered that have not completely corroded, and they can even be identified by their clothes!

"Avoid the blood!Be careful with the top of your head and feet, and don't leave from the weak places!" Li Ruoshui shouted loudly, although Chu Feng's face was already extremely pale, he also hurriedly manipulated the blood, trying his best to repair those weak places.

"Leave quickly!" Li Ruoshui pulled up Chu Feng and Li Xuan, and rushed to the end of the blood umbrella as fast as he could without hesitation.

Chu Feng also spread the blood qi in the already useless blood umbrella behind him forward, forming an extremely thin layer of foothold in the darkness ahead, so that everyone could finally completely escape from the monster's stomach and settle in a slightly safer place.

Chu Feng finally ran out of his stomach, gathered the remaining blood at the feet of himself and the others, and looked at each other, all gasping for breath.

"Count the number of people, count the number of people!" Li Ruoshui shouted, although he also began to tremble, "Take out all the pills that have them, give priority to meeting Brother Chu's needs, and then we will divide them equally, we all have to recover and recover, there is no time to be stingy, after we recover for a short time, there is still a long way to go!"

Chu Feng's wheezing was a little violent, he was actually the hardest working person among everyone, the others were just donating blood, he still had to bear the burden, and he had to manipulate the blood umbrella, whether it was physical, mental, or true qi, he had already consumed to the limit.

"Give.

A white hand stretched out in front of him, holding a pill that exuded a faint aura, and the medicinal fragrance emitted made everyone swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Chu Feng didn't even need to look up to know who it was, because the skirt in front of him disappeared from his knees, revealing two snow-white slender jade legs without any flaws.

Among all of them, only Ice Zhiyi had cut off his legs before, and this person was also Ice Zhiyi.

Chu Feng raised his head and looked at Bing Zhiyi, and said with a little gratitude in his eyes: "Thank you." ”

"Eat. Bing Zhiyi stuffed the pill into Chu Feng's hand, and then didn't bother with Chu Feng anymore, and stepped aside.

Chu Feng stuffed the elixir that Bing Zhiyi had given him into his mouth, and as soon as he took his mouth, he felt that his spirit was extremely tired, and then a warm current instantly filled his limbs and hundreds of remains, and all the true qi was replenished in an instant, and a steady stream of medicinal power was released from the elixir.

"The ancestral elixir of the Ning Han Sect is a furnace for a hundred years, and one furnace for a hundred years. Qishan Yuanbin smiled and said, "It seems that the Ice Palm Sect is not unprepared. ”

Bing Zhiyi frowned slightly, but did not speak.

"Although the tired spirit can be refreshed with medicinal power, and the true qi can also be compensated, the blood qi can ...... It takes a considerable amount of time to regenerate. Li Ruoshui also went to Chu Feng's side, and handed Chu Feng two pills, "Now that more than half of the blood and qi have been consumed, if you want to donate blood, I'm afraid that some people won't be able to hold it at all." ”

Before the eighth order, even if the monk can continue to regenerate limbs and regenerate some organs, such as the head being beheaded, the heart being broken, and the blood running dry, it is still a fatal injury - even after the eighth order, the monk's body can still be regenerated, and these conditions are still extremely serious injuries for the monk.

If they want to move forward now, they must need more blood, after all, they are still trapped in the belly of the monster at the moment.

But wanting more blood means ...... They will be even weaker - in fact, they are already extremely weakened, and if they donate some more blood, if they do not escape in time to be treated, then they will die.

The question of who will make the sacrifice is worth pondering.

But first of all, Chu Feng, as well as the five people who were said to have concluded an alliance with Chu Feng, would naturally not be victims.

Second, a leader like Li Ruoshui should not be a victim.

Naturally, the victims should be lined up from the weakest and the most hopeless - this is everyone's first reaction.

Because of sacrifice, it is natural to sacrifice those who can be predicted to have the least role and value.

But even if someone reacted - they are all elite disciples here, and they usually regard themselves as elites, and they have long been accustomed to being condescending, but at this moment, many condescending elite disciples are the least valuable people among all.

There was an eerie silence as everyone looked at each other, hoping that someone would sacrifice themselves on their own initiative.

But for a long time no one spoke.

"Let's draw lots. "Away from the water," the lottery is the fairest. ”

Of course, he would not propose to choose people with low cultivation and poor qualifications to sacrifice, which would directly cause a collective commotion and make the already unstable team even more restless, so there is only a lottery of lots, which is completely based on luck, is the fairest, and the restlessness caused is minimal.

"Lottery?" Chu Feng was stunned and asked, "What lottery?"

"Draw who will donate blood. "Li Ruoshui is a little weak, and he is a little disappointed that Chu Feng has not yet figured out the situation.

Chu Feng was stunned, looked at Li Ruoshui a little puzzled, and said, "Isn't there blood?"

"Huh?" Li Ruoshui was stunned for a moment, followed the direction Chu Feng pointed over, and was suddenly stunned in place.

Chu Feng was referring to the gap in the wall of the stomach that was slowly healing, and blood was still dripping.

Where is there blood, or is it abundant...... Blood of ridiculously high quality.

"Can you do it?" Li Ruoshui frowned and asked, although he didn't know the Blood Demon Sutra, he could also guess that the higher the quality and quantity of blood, the greater Chu Feng's burden.

Chu Feng was silent for a moment, and smiled helplessly: "If you can't do it, you have to do it." ”

Chu Feng said, using the medicinal power of the elixir given by Bing Zhiyi to attract blood donations gushing out of the wound in the stomach wall.

The blood of that monster was indeed very different from the blood of ordinary monks, and Chu Feng had a great time absorbing every drop, and every drop he put into his hands made Chu Feng's forehead soak with beads of sweat the size of beans, and the sweat also wet his clothes.

But Chu Feng also gritted his teeth and persevered, the medicinal power of the elixir given to him by Bing Zhiyi was indeed extremely strong, and whenever he felt tired and his true qi was exhausted, the medicinal power would be replenished, so that Chu Feng could carry out the next round of absorption.

The monster's blood Chu Feng didn't refine too much in the end, but he only mastered more than twenty drops of blood, but the aura contained in these twenty drops of blood had already exceeded the sum of the aura of the previous blood umbrella, and it was also the limit of what he could bear, and any more trace would directly make Chu Feng collapse.

Chu Feng wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and the counting of the number of people who left Ruoshui over there had also been completed.

More than a hundred people, and now there are more than sixty people left, and more than seventy people had no time to dodge when they rushed out of the stomach wall of the monster, and were doused by the blood of the monster.

"The cultivation of this monster ......" Li Ruoshui frowned, his expression was obviously a little hesitant, and the rest of the words were held in his throat, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

"Probably...... Great Emperor, right?" Qishan Yuanbin House smiled, looking at Shui Yue in Chu Feng's hand, and his eyes were a little more refined.

The blood of the ninth-order monk was splashed on the body of the sixth-order monk, and it was not because there was too much spiritual energy contained in it that it would directly corrode people to death.

Only a monk like the Great Emperor, who is fundamentally different from ordinary monks, would burn ordinary monks to death because the spiritual energy content in his blood was too huge.

Is this emperor also here for the Tomb of the Holy Blood?

Now that he's in, what's going on with those seniors outside the formation?

Both of them looked solemn.

Chu Feng fused more than twenty drops of blood with the remaining blood from before, and let out a long breath, but he heard a crisp voice say, "You must be very tired and need a lot of pills, right?"

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