Chapter 508: Bad Taste
After Fan Jingtang exchanged a move with Hong Shaowu, he went into the ground again, but this time the blood needle could not quickly determine the direction of his departure.
Fan Jingtang knew that the other party was tracking him with a blood needle, so he also had a new measure.
At this moment, in this small forest, there was a lot of blood qi everywhere in all directions, and the blood needle couldn't tell which one was leaking from Fan Jingtang's body.
Hong Shaowu was also a little helpless, only when these blood qi calmed down, he could confirm the direction, but at that time, this blood refining martial artist was probably running away!
"When you catch up, the old man will definitely have broken through the bottleneck, and when the time comes, you will all die one by one!"
Fan Jingtang, who turned into a pool of blood, was carried by the blood lake and walked underground, in the direction - Foggy Valley!
After breaking through the Ten Thousand Thunder Fu Array, the concentration of blood qi in his body began to increase steadily, and the blood color in the blood lake gradually integrated into his body, and the color became lighter and lighter.
He felt that in half a day at most, he would be able to break through the bottleneck that had plagued him for several years, and if he returned to the underworld of Foggy Valley, the time could be shortened a lot.
Three hours later, the chaotic blood finally calmed down, and the non-stop spinning blood needle once again pointed a direction.
At this time, several of Hong Shaowu's companions were already standing beside him, and a group of people were waiting for the guidance of the blood inducing needle.
The tracking master in the team was also very helpless, Zhang Xiaotian and Fan Jingtang did not hide their tracks when they chased and escaped, so it was excellent to track the direction.
Later, Hong Shaowu naturally did not deliberately hide his tracks when he pursued, not only did he not hide but also deliberately left traces on the contrary, so he was able to easily pursue here.
But after arriving at the grove, Fan Jingtang, who was on guard, gave full play to the concealment method of the blood refining technique, and the tracking master suddenly lost his target position, and when he first arrived at this grove, he had already circled around the neighborhood many times, and he couldn't catch any traces at all.
Therefore, everyone can only honestly wait for the blood and qi around to calm down, and wait for the designated range of the blood inducing needle.
As for Zhang Xiaotian, this is a master of anti-tracking, and he sacrificed the illusion mirror to hide his aura early, and Hong Shaowu and his party have already lost his trace.
Fan Jingtang really chose to return to the Foggy Valley, but he didn't immediately enter the underground space from the waterhole, his little trick just now could buy him about three hours, but Fan Jingtang was not sure that he would be able to break through the bottleneck in three hours (six hours).
He had to buy himself some more time to make things more secure.
Brush Brush Brush!
Clouds of blood shot down the floor of Foggy Hollow and seeped down.
After a while, a stream of bewitching blood lit up on the surface of the Foggy Valley, and then a puff of red mist erupted, dyeing the dense fog in the entire valley bright red.
Then Fan Jingtang opened his mouth and spit out a piece of blue-green crystal-like magic weapon, in which there were faint shadows swimming, hitting the crystal wall from time to time, highlighting the hideous and twisted faces.
It's a resentful spirit!
Fan Jingtang looked at the resentful spirit in the crystal and smiled, "Don't worry, my clansmen, don't hate me, the future of my Fan family depends on your performance."
These resentful spirits were all transformed by the souls of Fan Jiazhai that he killed, and I don't know when he collected them!
This Fan Jingtang not only killed his own people, but also imprisoned their souls and turned them into resentful spirits with secret treasures, and he was not at peace after death, he was really a ruthless and ruthless person!
He gently pinched and crushed the turquoise crystal, and one after another resentful spirits flew out and merged into the blood mist, and in a short time, the entire foggy valley was filled with ghost crying and howling.
After doing this, Fan Jingtang went down to the bottom of the waterhole with confidence and entered the underground space.
No abnormalities were found, and the blood lake returned to its place, but the water level dropped by more than half, and that half was absorbed by Fan Jingtang.
Fan Jingtang sat cross-legged in the middle of the blood lake, blood red tentacles extended from his body, inserted into the blood water in the lake, and a gurgling sound sounded, and a stream of red flowed into Fan Jingtang's body along the tentacles.
At the same time, a flowing stream of red blood shrouded him.
In this Yin (Harmony) cave in the Foggy Valley, his cultivation speed has more than doubled.
The entire crypt was silent, except for the sound of the blood lake churning.
Three hours passed, Fan Jingtang's aura was constantly increasing, and he had reached the critical point of the seventh-level peak of the source power again, and the blood lake was rolling more intensely, and a large amount of blood was integrated into Fan Jingtang's body, helping him break through the barrier.
Outside the foggy valley, several figures fell silently from the sky.
"What a heavy yin qi!"
Hong Shaowu frowned and looked at the small valley in front of him that exuded a bloody and evil aura, and the terrible howl coming from the valley made his eyelids jump even more.
"Brother Hong? There's something weird about this valley, shall we go in? ”
Seeing him standing still, several people behind him glanced at each other, and one of them stepped forward and asked softly.
"Come in!"
Hong Shaowu shook his head, and a few people behind him walked silently towards the valley, one by one the figures disappeared into the blood mist, and the howls became even more poignant and piercing.
Hong Shaowu smiled, "See what tricks you play?" He rushed in as well.
The movement in the Foggy Valley did not attract Fan Jingtang's attention, he is now only thinking about breaking through the bottleneck, as long as he breaks through, those boys are not all playthings in his hands!?
However, someone won't let him get his wish!
The stones on the mountain wall on the side of the blood lake were pushed out silently, and Zhang Xiaotian sucked the stones in one hand and stood in the air with a sword in the other.
Although his figure was revealed, his aura was still covered by the illusion mirror, and Fan Jingtang didn't notice anything abnormal.
Zhang Xiaotian pushed the stone back again, and the person fell to the ground.
He looked at Fan Jingtang in the blood lake, and then his eyes fell on the flowing blood light outside, and a strange light shot out of his eyes.
This blood light seems to be a kind of qualitative spiritual power, and at the same time, it is a kind of blending and communication between the inner heaven and the outer heaven and earth.
Fan Jingtang in this state, the whole person seems to be integrated into this space, without flaws, and it is the same.
Zhang Xiaotian believes that if he attacks the other party now, he will inevitably be rejected and attacked by the entire space!
"No, we must destroy Fan Jingtang's state!"
While thinking about it, the musculoskeletal bones on his face suddenly squirmed, and after a while, his appearance turned into Fan Wenqing's.
This is a strange treasure given to him by Li Xiaoyu - the illusion effect of Huanyan, and now he looks like Fan Wenqing.
After this action, Zhang Xiaotian deliberately leaked his breath slightly, and Fan Jingtang was startled and opened his eyes.
"Fan Wenqing! Aren't you dead? ”
He looked at the man in front of him in amazement.
"Ancestor, I died so miserably!"
Zhang Xiaotian's voice and demeanor were the same as Fan Wenqing's, but the words he said were full of bad taste.
(End of chapter)