"Ahh Linlang Xiaoyue screamed and pulled the blood spirit away from Mu Feng's body, grabbed Mu Feng's right hand, pulled out the sacrificial thorn, and then took Mu Feng's hand and stabbed the sacrificial thorn to her chest!

She wants to destroy Mu Yang Yingzi's clone! She wants to destroy Mu Yang Yingzi's hard work in the past few months!

Meantime... She doesn't want to live anymore either... This filthy body... Her soul didn't want to stay in such a filthy shell anymore...

Mu Feng looked at Yi Qi quietly, and didn't say anything He could guess what was going on, collecting yang and replenishing yin was a means used by many of the Blood Sword Sect's supernatural secret techniques.

"In that case... I will fulfill you too!" Mu Feng doesn't have the heart of the Virgin, Linlang Xiaoyue is against him, not to mention that he is still in a death crisis, Linlang Xiaoyue wants to die, and it will be fulfilled!

"Roar..."The majestic blood qi contained in the blood spirit was constantly sucked away by Mu Feng along the sacrificial thorn, and the blood spirit roared and struggled, but was suppressed by Lin Lang Xiaoyue, to no avail.

The last time he was on Yanyue Peak, Mu Feng had already condensed the rudiments of the blood spirit and placed it above his dantian to warm it.

Taking advantage of this majestic and somewhat terrifying blood qi pouring into his body, he immediately urged the blood spirit to absorb these blood qi.

At the same time, the bloodlines of the Protoss in Mu Feng's body were also constantly dissolving and differentiating those blood qi, and the barrier that had hit the mid-peak of the art school several times began to loosen!

Although cultivating too quickly to enter the realm has certain drawbacks for long-term cultivation, Mu Feng can't manage so much, and now there are more than twenty blood demon guards outside, every point Mu Feng is strong, the chance of escaping for a while is one point greater!

"Lord Bloody?" Murong Di asked uneasily outside, he should have heard Lin Lang Xiaoyue's roar just now, and felt that something was wrong.

"No problem!" Lin Lang Xiaoyue's eyes were cold, but the blood spirit clone was not extinguished, and she didn't want to attack for the time being!

In the past month or so, this Murong Di has sent the most virgins!

However, after Linlang Xiaoyue spoke, Murong Di's face immediately changed drastically, and he quietly made a few gestures. The two Blood Demon Guards were immediately on alert!

According to the ritual process of infusing the blood spirit, by this time, Lin Lang Xiaoyue should have been sucked dry by the blood spirit and squeezed out the last trace of use value!

Lin Lang Xiaoyue was still able to speak, saying that there was an accident!

Mu Feng looked at Lin Lang Xiaoyue's expression, and didn't know what to say, so he could only absorb the power of decomposing blood spirits more diligently.

"Are you a member of the Protoss?" The voice that had become a little weak sounded, and Lin Lang Xiaoyue looked at Mu Feng, who was constantly absorbing blood and qi like a bottomless pit, coupled with those strange purple eyes, which made Lin Lang Xiaoyue conclude that Mu Feng was not extraordinary.

It's just that Lin Lang Xiaoyue is not very clear about the so-called Protoss.

"That's right..."Mu Feng's face was covered with blood, enjoying the pleasure of climbing strength. Anyway, Lin Lang Xiaoyue is already a dying person, and as soon as the blood spirit is extinguished, her body will also dry up, so Mu Feng is not taboo.

"Although our two countries have a grudge... But for the sake of me, I saved your life... Help me... Ruined the Blood Sword Sect!" The last few words, Lin Lang Xiaoyue almost said through gritted teeth...

I don't know why, she thinks this ridiculous-sounding request, Mu Feng can do it!

"Hehe... That's what I meant anyway... By the way, I can help you get revenge..."

Mu Feng chuckled, his eyes full of anger! Huang Ling's serious injuries and endless pursuit of Mu Feng had already challenged the limit of Mu Feng's patience.

Since the Blood Sword Sect didn't want him to have a good time, he didn't want the Blood Sword Sect to have a good time!

From today onwards, Mu Feng and the Blood Sword Sect are incompatible!

"Okay..."Lin Lang Xiaoyue looked up at the top of the tent, as if she wanted to see through this white tarpaulin to see the world again.

Tears slid down her cheeks, and the excessive blood on Lin Lang Xiaoyue's face gradually dissipated, turning back into her original fair skin. She had remorse and hatred, but she didn't expect that before she died, it would be Mu Feng who she and her brother wanted to kill in every possible way before who promised to help her avenge her...

The surging blood light continued to pour out from Lin Lang Xiaoyue's chest, and it was fully absorbed by the sacrificial god thorn without falling to the ground!

The whip composed of the essence blood formation was slowly loosened in Lin Lang Xiaoyue's control, and Mu Feng's blood spirit was growing rapidly!

Although the blood spirit in Linlang Xiaoyue's body was strong, it was far inferior to the blood spirit clone that injured Baili Chaohuang, so although Mu Feng was supported by the meridians, there was no danger of self-explosion.

"Roar!" The blood spirit felt the danger of ruin, and struggled more and more fiercely. The blood-colored thunder continued to explode, but it could only make Mu Feng feel more comfortable!

Call... A circle of ripples swept away with Mu Feng as the center, and the tent with blood patterns also shook violently!

In the later stage of the art school, there is no suspense to break through!

Mu Yang Yingzi spent a lot of effort to nurture the blood spirit for an unknown amount of time, and was sucked dry by Mu Feng in one day! If it weren't for the fear that the meridians would not be able to bear it, Mu Feng would not be willing to share such pure blood qi with his blood spirit!

"In return... I'll send you something more..."Lin Lang Xiaoyue suddenly smiled lightly at Mu Fengtian, and her hands formed a complex seal knot that was different from the ordinary Indian style.

Mu Feng's brows furrowed deeply, it seemed that even for his own background, this Blood Sword Sect was destined to break through...

These days, Lin Lang Xiaoyue, as a person of the Eighteen Bloody Demons, has received a lot of inheritance from the Blood Sword Sect. Cultivated a lot of blood.

Among them, there is a secret technique, which was personally passed down by the Blood Sword Sect Master, and has no offensive power, nor is it used for defense, let alone healing and psychedelic effects.

The function of this secret technique is to condense the body of a warlock into a pill, which is called the Blood Demon Pill!

Anyway, at the moment when the blood spirit destroys Miè, Lin Lang Xiaoyue's flesh and blood will quickly die due to the backlash of the secret art, it is better to send Mu Feng a favor...

"Don't worry..."Mu Feng looked at the flow trajectory of the magic yuan in Linlang Xiaoyue's body, and he could probably guess what she was going to do.

Lin Lang Xiaoyue's body became dry at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her long flowing black hair quickly turned gray, and the blood qi all over her body converged towards her mouth! A blood pill that had been cultivated by the master of the art king to condense was conceived in Lin Lang Xiaoyue's mouth.

"Ahh Mu Feng roared at the same time, and the Sacrificial Thorn emitted a powerful suction, violently pulling the blood spirit out of Lin Lang Xiaoyue's body!

"Roar!" The blood spirit belonging to Mu Feng turned into a blood-colored white tiger, rushed out of Mu Feng's chest, and bit down on the blood spirit of Mu Yang Yingzi, who had already sucked most of it!

The Blood Spirit White Tiger has the support of Mu Feng's magic element, while the other Blood Spirit is in a state of almost no owner, even if the enemy is strong and I am weak, it is still the Blood Spirit White Tiger that is unilaterally suppressing the other party.

Without restraint, Lin Lang Xiaoyue once again floated in the air, tilting her head and opening her hands, welcoming death in the most natural posture...

Suddenly, Lin Lang Xiaoyue's mouth burst out with thousands of feet of blood, which was a hundred times stronger than the previous blood spirit light! Even Mu Feng couldn't stand it, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

A Blood Demon Pill like the most dazzling night pearl in the world was born, and the dazzling blood light shone on Lin Lang Xiaoyue's dry face, and it was vaguely possible to see how gorgeous that dry face used to be.

"After cultivating for half a lifetime, in the end, I only had such a small pill, sad... You can also sigh..."Mu Feng sighed and made a move, and Feng Yuan gushed out and sucked the Blood Demon Pill down.

Lin Lang Xiaoyue was already out of breath when the Blood Demon Pill exited, and she just floated quietly in mid-air, losing all her vitality... With remorse, with regret ...

Mu Fengshen swept his eyes and found that the two Blood Demon Guards were faintly standing in a battle formation, waiting for the white tent in the center!

If these more than 20 people all made a move at Mu Feng, Mu Feng would never be able to survive no matter how hard his life was!

Mu Feng suddenly became nervous. Anyone who is surrounded by more than twenty warlocks who are stronger than himself, and there is a possibility of being killed at any time, it is impossible for his heart not to beat faster.

Mu Feng's Blood Spirit White Tiger is still biting the ownerless Blood Spirit, and its strength has skyrocketed to the middle of the art school!

As long as the strength of the blood spirit reaches the cultivator's cultivation, it will be able to condense the blood spirit clone! Therefore, this kind of secret technique is actually cultivated as soon as possible!

But if you don't have a divine eye, if you want to understand the mystery of this secret art, it is impossible to understand it in a few years!

Mu Feng threw the Blood Demon Pill into his formation space, and took out another piece of Four-Rank Yuan Crystal!

"Although it is dangerous to use the four-rank Yuan Crystal to display the divine power of the Shura Sect, I have no choice now..."

Long Wu Bajie, Qin Yu, and Yang Zhu had been waiting very anxiously, a whole hour had passed since Lin Lang Xiaoyue walked into the tent, and there were all kinds of noises inside, and the light flickered continuously, and no one knew what was going on!

And now, there hasn't been a sound in the tent for half an hour!

"Mu Feng shouldn't have been raped by that woman, right?" Yang Zhu said coldly, which immediately attracted cold eyes from the five women in the Eight Masters.

"Hehe... Joke... Just kidding..."Yang Zhu sneered.

In fact, the one who is most worried about Mu Feng here is naturally Yang Zhu. It's just that this stunned young man's way of expressing his worries is more alternative.

"Silence!" Lin Chuqing's eyes bloomed with a faint blue glow, staring at the location of the blood pattern array, she spoke out, explaining what she saw.

Sure enough, a fire suddenly ignited in the tent! A figure pulled away the tarpaulin and walked out!

That figure is seven points similar to Mu Feng, but he is wearing a bloody clothes, and the corners of his eyebrows also look very strange!

This time it was Murong Di's turn to be stupid, and he looked at Mu Feng's blood spirit clone in a daze.

According to what the Blood Demon Guard Commander said to him, it will take time for the Sect Master's blood spirit to take shape, and it will be enough to sacrifice at least a thousand essence blood of the magic school!

But the blood spirit clone in front of him has indeed been fully formed, but the appearance is not Mu Yang Yingzi. However, the appearance of the blood spirit clone can be as you like, and this is not a big problem.

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