Ten years have passed in a flash, and for Blood Painting, it is only a short period of time that has made him stronger and stronger, and it has not left a deep impression. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But in the mirror array at the bottom of the South China Sea, he saw Yuan Fengqing's past and present lives with his own eyes, and saw that her relatives and friends all gave their lives because of her pride, conceit, and innocence, and she came back in this life just to forbear and cultivate, and returned to the fairy realm to seek justice for herself and her relatives and friends!

The fate of the two of them seems to be a little sympathetic, which makes a certain nerve in the heart of the blood painting touch, and since then he has a hidden heart for her.

But everything that happened later was not as strong as the impact of the three months of the dull time in Phoenix Town, and Yuan Fengqing did not hesitate to be wronged or justified in order to protect him, and even almost paid for his life. She could obviously leave herself and escape, and many things would not have happened later, and she would not be judged by the so-called Xianmen colleagues, let alone lose Qingyang, a good friend, and all this was just because she refused to abandon him, the walking corpse, and all this scene made his heart softer, and he also had a shallow thought for that gentle and kind woman.

In the fragments of memories in Phoenix Town, since the blood painting saw his mind clearly, he wanted to catch up with "Yuan Fengqing" as soon as possible and help her Yuan Shen awaken, but instead devoured the Yuan Shen of the Demon Lord Chongyun, and purified it after obtaining his power, so that if the merit is complete, he can directly fly to the immortal realm, and continue to embark on the road of revenge against the sky with him, and re-ascend to the supreme treasure.

But when he saw what was happening in Phoenix Town, he decided to seek justice for Yuan Fengqing first, and then he turned around and caught up with the merchant ships in Tianxiang Valley.

He turned his head to look at Zhao Yi, and the picture of him blocking the palm of Feng Qing in front of him floated in his mind, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he casually pinched a magic seal with both hands, and Zhao Yi's side was instantly covered with a layer of ice, freezing him into an ice sculpture. The other three disciples were all stunned, and before they could react, they heard three loud bangs, their bodies exploded uncontrollably from the inside out, and they were shattered into a pool of blood without feeling the pain, all splashed on Shangguan Xu's body and face.

The smell of hot blood woke up the obsessed Shangguan Xu, he slowly turned his eyes to look at the large pool of blood on the ground, as if he finally understood what was happening, his throat let out a beast-like roar, his eyes seemed to be stained with blood, and he threw himself into the blood painting.

Seeing a red shadow flying in, the blood painting slowly spit out a word: "Ding"!

Time and space suddenly froze, and Shangguan's body that was thrown in mid-air suddenly stiffened, but he did not fall to the ground.

Looking at his eyes that were about to fall out, the blood painting said lightly, "Heaven is evil, it is forgivable, self-inflicted, you can't live!" When the words fell, he stretched out his hand to make a sacrifice, and a box with a black light flew out of his sleeve, which was the magic weapon used to subdue the three giant snakes in the Thousand Mants Cave. And at this moment, the giant snake was slowly wriggling in the box like a condensed little earthworm, but for it now, the pitch-black wall around it was like a mountain cliff, smooth as a mirror, and there was no way to climb out.

"It hasn't eaten in a long time, so it's up to you to fill its hunger." Blood Painting muttered to himself, stretched out his hand and aimed the mouth of the box at Shangguan Xuan in mid-air, and a powerful suction force came, sucking him in.

The lid of the box slammed shut, and the surrounding space-time was unsealed with a crisp sound, and the blood painting put away the black box with satisfaction, turned around and walked to the cabin step by step.

Slowly descending the stairs, the light in the bilge was a little dark, and the sound of the waves hitting the planks was very loud, as if someone was constantly beating drums, and the noise was endless.

Blood Painting walked along the dark and dark aisle step by step, until he reached the innermost, then stopped, slowly raised his hand to open the hatch of the room on the right, and his eyes fell on the red-clothed male cultivator who was sitting quietly on the wooden bed next to the wall of the ship.

His face was still very pale, and his breathing was a little disordered, it was Yin Xiu, who had not recovered from his serious injuries after the previous battle with "Yuan Fengqing".

Feeling a sharp gaze fall on him, Yin Xiu Huoran, who had been in an ethereal state and was healing with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked at the blood painting ten steps in front of him.

Seeing that he had woken up, a faint smile appeared on the blood painting's face, and he slowly walked into the room, stopping five steps away from the wooden bed, and did not speak, but just looked at the other party fixedly.

Feeling that his gaze gradually turned cold, it fell on his body like two ice arrows, making Yin Xiu feel uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but stand up, frowning and asking, "Dare to ask Your Excellency ......?" ”

"What? Don't remember Ben-kun so soon? Seeing that he was so forgetful, after raising his eyebrows slightly, he reached out and slowly brushed his right cheek, and where he moved from top to bottom along his fingertips, a deep scar about seven inches long appeared, and red blood gushed out of the flesh and blood, flowing down his white skin like jade to his slender and tight neck, Yin Xiu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered who this person was, wasn't it a friend of Yuan Fengqing, a disciple of Cangyunmen, last night he deliberately extinguished the candle flame in the ancestral hall of Phoenix Town, wanting to get rid of this person and force Yuan Fengqing to enter the demon, but was blocked by Qing Miao with his life, Is this the one who didn't succeed?

But how could he not have died? Obviously, the entire ancestral hall and half of the houses in Phoenix Town were burned to ashes in the flames of his Xuanhuo, this person was obviously a walking corpse that lost his primordial spirit last night, how could he stand alive in front of him and not say anything, and he couldn't judge what kind of cultivation the breath on his body was?

The doubts that kept flickering in Yin Xiu's eyes made the blood painting sneer, and out of nowhere, he turned into a wide plaid handkerchief and slowly wiped the blood from his cheeks, and under his wiping, the slender wound gradually healed, and Yin Xiu's eyebrows were tightly locked, and he almost couldn't believe it.

"You're not human?" Finally, after the blood painting wiped the blood stains on his face and the wound disappeared, Yin Xiu came to a conclusion.

"Then what do you think of Benjun?" The blood painting casually folded the blood-stained handkerchief in his hand into a square and asked him lightly.

"You...... Are you just a spirit being? ”

"Yes, some eyesight."

"How is that possible? You can actually be born into a spirit form, and this matter can only be done by the cultivation of Da Luo Jin Immortal or above! Although Yin Xiu's question was confirmed, he still couldn't believe it, and his volume increased slightly.

"Da Luo Jin Xian? It seems that your insight is not too small. It seemed that it was not easy to fold the handkerchief in his hand, and the blood painting raised his eyes slightly, obviously approving his words, but it made people shudder unconsciously when they heard it.

Yin Xiu secretly took a breath, Mo said that he was seriously injured now, and his mana was less than half, even if he was in his prime, he couldn't compete with Da Luo Jin Xian? But how is that possible? Obviously, there is a law of the Great Dao hidden in the heaven and earth of the Lingchuan Continent, and after the mortal ascends to the immortal realm, he is constrained by the natural laws of heaven and earth, and there is no way to return to the Lingchuan Continent, and there is a Heavenly Divine Sword guarding this side of the peace at the bottom of the glacier in the north, how can this person in front of him stand in front of him?