This entrance was extremely deep, and in the rapid fall, a cold wind came out, making Qin Ying quite uncomfortable.

After falling for a while, it landed on the ground, and the spiritual power turned into fire to illuminate the surroundings, and everything that came into view was obviously a huge underground palace.

One of the sect masters took out dozens of unusually bright beads, and with the power of his palm, he built the beads into the surrounding stone walls, illuminating the underground palace.

Qin Ying looked at the underground palace in front of him, the underground palace was hundreds of zhang wide and long, and there was a faint light in front of him, and everyone accelerated their pace and walked forward.

At this time, in the underground palace, whether it was Qin Ying or the thirteen sect masters, they did not find that there were two figures following them in the past few days, and they had also come to this underground palace at this moment.

These two figures were wrapped in an invisible spiritual power, which was invisible, and it was the figure led by the ink shadow and the valley.

The quaint stone wall left traces of a fight, and everyone walked forward cautiously, when suddenly a dead body appeared in front of them.

The dead body has already turned into a skeleton, only the clothes on the body can be seen that this person's identity is extraordinary before his death, and there is a sharp long sword with extraordinary appearance next to this skeleton, seeing this sword, one of the thirteen sect masters exclaimed: "Ancestor." ”

Everyone looked at it, and there was a skeleton not far away, a full twelve, it was the ancestor of the thirteen sects, and an extremely bad thought appeared in everyone's hearts.

Back then, my ancestor definitely didn't come here to retreat, but .....

Thinking of this, a coldness hit behind the thirteen sect masters, and at this moment, a voice suddenly came.

"I've been waiting for so long, and finally someone is here, Ancestor, I'm so happy today!"

This sudden voice shocked everyone's hearts, there was someone alive here, could it be....

Escape!

The Thirteen Sect Masters can no longer care about their own ancestors, and it is important to save their lives at this moment.

Qin Ying followed closely behind, and scolded in his heart: "Just out of the tiger's den, and into the wolf's den, what kind of life am I!"

Don't think about anything else, it's important to run for your life at this moment.

However, an inexplicable force came and imprisoned everyone, and a huge suction force sucked the Thirteen Sect Masters and Qin Ying to that person's side.

Qin Ying looked at it, this person was quite old, or because he was too thin, he looked so old, his golden skin was full of wrinkles, the whole person was skinny and skinny, and the eyes on his face were even more abrupt.

A fierce aura came from its body, which was intimidating.

This was actually a transcendent martial artist of the Golden Armor Stage of the Condensation Realm! Qin Ying was shocked.

The Condensation Realm is divided into three stages, the Chixia Stage, the Golden Armor Stage, and the White Jade Stage. In these three stages, the monk's skin turns red, golden, and white jade.

This thin old man in the Condensation Realm sat cross-legged on the ground, and under him was a stone platform carved with cumbersome lines, and the stone platform was surrounded by dense spirit stones, and this stone platform was like a kind of formation.

"Seniors spare their lives, we will pass by here by chance and disturb the cultivation of our seniors, so we will leave quickly. The Sect Master of the Xiaoyue Sect said in fear, and the other Sect Masters also echoed it.

Hearing this, the old man of the Condensation Realm let out a sneer, and spoke again: "Thank you for helping the Ancestor open the seal, but I still want to kill you." ”

The thin old man smiled cruelly, and a vast terrifying spiritual power emanated from his body, which turned out to be a strange blood red. This blood-colored spiritual power wrapped around the body of the Thirteen Sect Masters, sucking it to the old man's side.

The thirteen people let out a miserable scream, only to see that the qi and blood of the thirteen people's bodies were wrapped in this evil spiritual power, turning into a wave of blood and being sucked into the mouth of the old man.

As this wave of blood was inhaled into his body, the old man's shriveled body quickly became full, and in a few breaths, it became extremely strong, and the originally dull golden skin on his body also glowed at this moment, and the thirteen sect masters all turned into dried corpses.

"Old devil, I have finally seen the light of day again" The golden old man looked extremely excited, he turned his head to look at Qin Ying on the side, and said in his mouth: "You kid, why are you so weak, it's not enough for the ancestor to stuff my teeth, but it's better than nothing." ”

Qin Ying's heart shook violently, he didn't even have room to fight back in front of this old demon, he was waiting to be hunted like a lamb.

Even if you are unwilling in your heart, there is nothing you can do at this moment.

The sharp eyes only stared at the approaching old demon.

"You kid, you have a lot of personality, but you are not afraid of the catastrophe at all, but I appreciate it a little. Come, merge with the Ancestor and me!" As soon as the golden old man's words fell, a blood-colored spiritual power wrapped around Qin Ying.

In the darkness, the ink shadow was anxious to save him, but was stopped by the figure.

The owner of this figure in the darkness looked at Qin Ying with eyes like a sea of stars.

The owner of this figure is extremely clever in his concealment methods, or he is too strong, even this old demon who has cultivated to the Golden Armor Stage of the Condensation Realm has not discovered it, these two figures are close at hand.

......

Feeling the qi and blood in his body being sucked away, and the severe pain came, Qin Ying scolded: "Old dog, if Lao Tzu doesn't die today, he will definitely suck up your qi and blood one day." ”

Let Qin Ying scold, but this golden old demon didn't care, he sped up and absorbed, there was a trace of happiness on his face, he seemed to enjoy it extremely much, and he didn't take Qin Ying seriously at all.

As if it was fulfilling Qin Ying's words, the blood-colored spiritual power that had originally absorbed Qin Ying's qi and blood suddenly paused, and then a strange scene appeared.

Countless blood-colored spiritual powers all poured into Qin Ying's body, making Qin Ying, who was about to faint, suddenly wake up, and this kind of great supplement made Qin Ying's face a little ruddy.

"What, how is this possible!" In the dark, the ink shadow's ruddy little mouth was open and round, and it was cute!

"Interesting!" the figure led by Dao also had a hint of interest in his eyes.

Qin Ying was concerned with Chu Xuan, after killing those two, Mo Ying and this figure came to observe, but he didn't expect to encounter such an interesting thing!

......

The spiritual power was sucked away strangely, and the old demon yelled in horror.

"Boy, what have you done, you, you dare to pit my ancestors. ”

He wanted to withdraw, but found that his spiritual power could not be stopped at all, and all of it poured into the latter's body.

This suction force is getting stronger and stronger, and at this speed, it won't be long before he will be sucked into a dry corpse, which was originally a hunter but turned into prey in the blink of an eye.

He is a Golden Armor Stage cultivator of the Condensation Realm, and he will be subdued by a kid who refines the bones of the ninth rank, could it be that he has a supreme treasure on him.

"Little friend, spare your life, I'm convinced, spare me!"

The old man's plea for mercy calmed Qin Ying down.

I am poor and white, how can this be.... Don't...

Qin Ying originally thought it was an illusion, but it seemed that the moment the Imperial Soul Bell was shattered that day, there was indeed a black light that hit his body.

His eyes were slightly closed, he held his mind, and carefully noticed the abnormality of his body, and sure enough, there was a black light in the dantian that was absorbing the spiritual power of this old demon.

This black light became more and more obvious, from a faint feeling just now, to more and more clear at this moment.

As the blood-colored spiritual power increased, an unusually burning pain came from the hundreds of limbs, as if it was about to ignite itself.

Qin Ying's pale skin also became unusually hot and red, and his skin was also stretched into cracks by this indigestible powerful spiritual power, and the red blood was evaporated by the abnormal high temperature on the surface of the body before it could flow out.

"Stop, boy, or you and I will die. The old demon roared in horror.

The tearing pain wanted to torture Qin Ying to faint, and he also wanted to stop, and it was useless to mobilize his spiritual power several times against the black light.

In the darkness, the ink shadow said to the figure urgently: "Save him quickly, he will definitely die if he continues like this."

And that figure didn't act, his eyes as deep as the sea had too much experience, and there were also too many ways.

He said slowly: "Don't worry"

......

Looking at the same painful old demon in front of him, Qin Ying suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his heart, he was ready to break through the Spirit Slashing Realm, isn't this blood-colored spiritual power a great supplement?

With this in mind, Qin Ying immediately cultivated, put this tearing pain behind him, and wholeheartedly refined this majestic blood-colored spiritual power like a sea.

As a powerhouse of the Golden Armor Stage of the Condensation Realm, this old demon has a strong spiritual power, but fortunately, he has only absorbed a small part of it, and the real big head is the black light in his body.

Qin Ying had a feeling that this black light seemed to have spirituality, but it was only lodged in his body, and he was just a filter container for it to absorb spiritual power.

The spiritual power came and went, nourishing the limbs and hundreds of remains, and under this tremendous pressure, Qin Ying felt that his cultivation speed had increased a lot.

The purple cow hair knife in his body frantically slashed away his mottled and messy spiritual power, and with this spiritual power slashing away, Qin Ying felt a lot more comfortable all over his body.

A small but extremely pure spiritual power flowed quietly in the body.

"As soon as the spirit is become!" Qin Ying suddenly rejoiced, and then a wave of weakness came that made his steps flutter.

Each time the Spirit Slash Realm is slashed, there will be a period of weakness that will return to normal with the infusion of new spiritual power.

The so-called broken and then standing, probably so.

The feeling of weakness lasted only a moment with a rare feeling of refreshment, and then it returned to its original state.

The desire to burst his body once again from this blood-colored spiritual power was about to burst, Qin Ying couldn't help but feel a little numb in his scalp, could he not have to cut it again?

As soon as this thought came out, Qin Ying was out of control.

With this majestic sea-like injection of blood-colored spiritual power, what if it was slashed ten more times! Thinking of this, Qin Ying swung his knife again and slashed towards his body.

Seeing that Qin Ying actually used himself as a cultivation furnace, the golden old man was angry, but at this moment, he couldn't do anything.

He called himself an old devil, and many self-proclaimed heroes in his life were sucked dry by him and died, and he didn't expect that in the end, he actually made a wedding dress for others.

The thirteen sect masters of the year sacrificed with their bodies, and they only sealed him in this underground palace, but now they are going to die in the hands of a junior, which makes him very unwilling.

"Boy, since you want to use me as a Ding Furnace to cultivate, I won't let you succeed. He made up his mind to disturb Qin Ying's mind, and for a while, all kinds of shouts and scoldings came.

But Qin Ying was still unmoved, and in the end, he actually sang, and the ugly voice made him feel sick, but the latter still did not change in the slightest. At the end of the day, his mouth was dry and he stopped helplessly.

He has been a demon all his life, and in the end, he actually sang a little song to others, and when he thought of this, a burst of sadness welled up in his heart.

The situation in Qin Ying's body was not optimistic at this time, although he had already broken through to the second transformation of the soul slashing.

But as the spiritual power was cut off over and over again, and with the crazy influx of blood-colored spiritual power, the inside of his body was already full of holes at this time.

It's like the parched land has been moistened by the rain over and over again, and scorched by the scorching sun over and over again. Being tortured so repeatedly, Qin Ying felt that he was about to go crazy because of this huge pain.

If you continue like this, no matter how much you improve your cultivation, if your body is gone, there will only be a dead end.

"No, we have to find a way. In the crisis, Qin Ying calmed down.

He thought about everything he had learned, and suddenly remembered a supernatural power contained in "Purple Cloud True Qi", "Purple Cloud Immortal Body".

If you refine this blood-colored spiritual power through "Purple Cloud True Qi", I don't know what year and month it will be, if you directly use this blood-colored spiritual power to condense the physical body according to the method of "Purple Cloud Immortal Body"....

Thinking of this, Qin Ying's dark eyes glowed with brilliance.