"Holy Sect Forbidden Land, get out quickly!"

In front of the high-pitched stone gate that Chen Yuan noticed, two Dan Realm cultivators of the Wusheng Sect swept over the black-robed man in front of them, their eyes indifferent, as if they had no feelings.

Chen Yuan didn't talk nonsense, as soon as his divine thoughts moved, a surging force instantly enveloped the two of them, and even Zhu Huai, who was at the peak of refining gods and was expected to be a yang god, couldn't stop Chen Yuan's power.

Naturally, there was no possibility for the two Lifeless Sect Masters.

The two of them didn't even make any movement, but their bodies suffocated slightly, and then, as if they were imprisoned, the look in their pupils slowly faded.

Fall on the spot!

Although they fell, in order to prevent others from noticing any accidents, Chen Yuan did not physically disappear the two directly, but turned them into corpses and continued to guard the door.

Since this place is a forbidden place, he must have few people here, and with them as decorations, it is estimated that he can deceive some disciples of the low realm of the Wusheng Sect.

Stepping forward, Chen Yuan's divine thoughts landed on the stone gate, and blood-colored lines quickly lit up on it, which was the formation.

Chen Yuan's divine thoughts were like a stream of water, seeping into the stone gate, suppressing and forcibly suppressing the formation fluctuations, and then, his whole body lit up, and he directly ignored the protection of the stone gate and stepped directly into it.

Outside the stone gate is a scene, and inside the stone gate is another scene.

A hundred feet wide pool of blood, escaping the smell of fishy blood, between the tumbling, the blood flowed, but there were no stumps and broken arms, as if they had been filtered.

At the same time, there is also an extremely strong yin qi.

And on all sides of the blood pool, there are countless finger-sized holes, which are the source of blood and water, and they are constantly gathered in the blood pool.

In the middle of the blood pool, there was a blood-colored tree more than ten meters in size, all of which were crimson, with countless branches on it.

On the top of the complicated branches, there are crystal clear blood-colored beads, like fruits.

Blood Pill !!

Chen Yuan recognized what the blood bead was at a glance, and his brows immediately frowned, he had greeted the Wusheng Sect, and naturally he had also seen the so-called blood beads.

But those blood beads are nothing compared to the fruit that bears on this tree!

The seized blood beads of the Wushengjiao were smelly and smelly, and they were extremely mixed, and they were at the cost of wasting longevity, so as to forcibly improve their strength, which was comparable to the elixir.

And the blood beads here are crystal clear, like rubies, without any fishy smell, just at a glance, people want to swallow it.

Even Chen Yuan had these faint thoughts.

But he quickly suppressed it, and the way to swallow the blood beads was self-destructive, even if the blood beads were not the same as the ones he had ever seen.

He didn't have the slightest interest in swallowing these things.

His main target was actually placed on the blood tree in front of him, because the cyan light in the pupil technique that day came from the center of the blood tree.

Serendipity, Blood Soul Wood !!

Finally found it!

After Chen Yuan observed the entire cave and confirmed that there was no problem, he did not hesitate to prepare to take this thing first and leave this lifeless cult lair.

Although so far, he has not encountered any powerhouses in the Birthless Sect, the so-called "Birthless Parents" are still in the Shenjing Imperial City.

But he is cautious by nature, and he still doesn't want to break through here.

Step by step, the soles of Chen Yuan's feet were three feet away from the blood pool, and he arrived in front of the blood tree almost instantly, and then, a claw poked out, ready to crush the blood tree.

Take out the Blood Soul Wood inside.

But just as his fingers touched the Blood Tree, a surging Yin Soul Power, as if screaming in his ears, directly enveloped him.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Chen Yuan quickly withdrew his hand, and his body condensed into a barrier of vitality, wanting to block out these surging yin qi.

that

It was true that some surging yin qi did not break through Chen Yuan's protection, but once the yin qi broke out, it was like a flood bursting its embankment, and it frantically came out of the blood tree.

In a matter of moments, the entire cave was enveloped.

"Not good!"

Chen Yuan's face sank, although the yin qi did not do anything to him, but once it leaked out, I am afraid that it would instantly alarm everyone in the Wusheng Sect, and it would be a little bad for him.

But at this moment, I don't have time to think about it so much, since it is exposed, I will directly take the blood soul wood in my hands, and then leave this place.

It's just that as soon as his thoughts came up, the imperial butcher's knife under the black robe suddenly lit up and detached from him, and then, an astonishing force erupted, like a turbulent whirlpool.

actually devoured all the yin qi that escaped from it.

"Moro-senpai, you... Awake?"

Chen Yuan quickly looked at the Imperial Butcher Knife hanging in the void, his eyes flashing with joy.

Ever since Moro had roosted in the Imperial Butcher's Knife, he had rarely put it into the Heavenly Book Space, most of the time straddling his waist or carrying it on his back.

And now its sudden change must be the means of Moro!

Ever since Moro fell into a deep sleep and decided to retreat, Chen Yuan has lost a big hole card, and although he has a sense of security, he has never had much.

That's why I will act in a slightly more restrained way than before.

I just didn't want to disturb Moro's retreat because of my own affairs.

Nowadays, the world is in turmoil, there is a trend of chaos, and he already has a foundation, the only thing that is still lacking is a strong man who can sit in the real sense.

And such a strong person must be a Six Realms Immortal.

When Moro came out, he had confidence.

Even if Xiang Qianqiu's guy really wanted to do it, he couldn't kill him.

The imperial butcher's knife was still shining, and Mo Luo was slowly condensing, wearing a white monk's robe, his eyes were smiling, and he was extremely compassionate, he looked at Chen Yuan, and bowed his head slightly:

"The donor's strength has improved again, which is very good!"

"How's the retreat of the seniors?"

Chen Yuan then asked.

Morro's injury has always been a hidden danger, if it is in its heyday, it must be very strong, so he will be a little impatient to ask clearly.

"Everything is going well, nothing serious."

After saying that, Moro's eyes glanced at the pool of blood below, and finally fixed his gaze on the blood-colored trees not far away, a solemnity flashed in his eyes, and he frowned and said in a deep voice:

"Shadow Wood!"

"Shadow Wood?"

Chen Yuan raised his eyebrows, he only knew that there was a Blood Soul Wood hidden in this Blood Tree, and he had never heard of any Yin Soul Wood.

"This tree is one of the top ten divine trees with the Nether Bone Tree, which is rare in the world, but I didn't expect you to be able to meet the second one." Moro glanced at Chen Yuan, his eyes flickering.

What is the Netherworld Bone Tree, Chen Yuan naturally knows that he relied on this thing to break through the Heavenly Pill Realm in the Sinking Blood Lake before, and Moro has also received a lot of benefits because of it.

"What's the use?"

"The heart of this tree has the effect of exercising the primordial spirit, the yang god is the yang to the extreme, and the thunder light is drawn into the god, but this tree can refine the primordial spirit into the yin.

Even turning yin into yang is a rare opportunity in the world, if you have not experienced the wind tribulation, you can refine the heart of this tree, and together you can overcome the tribulation, and you can cultivate the primordial spirit to perfection."

"And this tree is probably a thousand years old, and it has been cultivated by the essence of blood, I am afraid that its effect will be even greater."

Even Moro didn't know how to describe Chen Yuan's luck, and sure enough, he had a lot of secrets, and he could always find what he was looking for at critical moments.

It is not appropriate to describe it only as a heavenly favor.

"A thousand years old, the Yin Wind Refines the Gods!"

Chen Yuan bowed slightly.

Obviously, this thing is very likely to have something to do with the evil sect before, and it is strange that he has to be willing to leave this place, and after the Immortal Sect occupies it, the same is true.

Obviously, they know that this tree is a good thing.

As for the Yin Wind Refining God that Moro said, it was more in line with his heart, as long as he reached the peak of God Refining, he could start to search for the treasure of breaking through the Yang God.

By the time he breaks through the Yang God, his combat power will definitely be able to reach a terrifying level.

"The heart of the tree is useful to you, and this tree and the blood pool below are also useful to the poor monks, the donor has really come to the right place this time." Moro smiled faintly.

His injuries were fine, but that didn't mean he had recovered, in fact, there was still a lot of it, there were so many blood essences for him to devour, even if he couldn't heal completely, it was estimated that it was about the same.

Chen Yuan's "luck" was indeed terrifying, he once thought that he would have to spend decades to cultivate, but in just a year or so, there was hope for recovery.

I don't know how much time was saved.

"So then, take the heart of the tree, and we will leave here."

"No."

"Huh?"

Chen Yuan turned his gaze to Moro with a slight sense of inquiry.

"The Yin Soul Tree Heart must be refined immediately after it is removed, otherwise, at most, the Yin Qi will gradually escape and the essence will be lost. Coupled with the continuous condensation of this blood essence, I am afraid that the time will be even shorter."

"Is there some..."

"It's okay, there are poor monks here, and there will be no movement." Moro smiled faintly, revealing a powerful confidence, even if he wanted to, he could suppress everyone in this place in a short time.

But Chen Yuan didn't want to alarm Jingtai, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Now that Moro has made a move, Chen Yuan can rest assured, and immediately no longer hesitates, and said:

"Okay, that's according to the words of the seniors."

After saying that, he reached out and directly grabbed the Yin Soul Tree, although it was a spirit wood, it was not very strong, and under Chen Yuan's strong physique, it was not much stronger than tofu.

There was no need to grope and explore, when Chen Yuan withdrew his hand, he suddenly grabbed a blood-red thing in his hand, which beat slightly, very similar to a human heart.

The only difference was that what escaped from this blood soul wood was a rich yin qi that was almost indissolvable.

He didn't say anything, and he didn't want to waste time, he sat down directly with his knees crossed, and began to refine the Blood Soul Wood, and after entering the ground, he barely moved his hand.

It's already in its heyday, so it doesn't hurt to save time for recuperation.

Of course, the main reason is that you can't delay it for too long, so as not to lose the essence of the Blood Soul Wood.

A hint of firmness flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes, refining this thing and surviving the wind tribulation!

Moro smiled faintly, and with a wave of his hand, an invisible force directly enveloped the entire cave, and then, directly jumped up, and came to the Yin Soul Tree.

After the Blood Soul Wood was withdrawn, the Yin Soul Tree began to shrink visibly to the naked eye, and the bark of the tree dried up more and more, but as Moro pointed out, the blood pool below began to quickly converge towards the Yin Soul Tree.

At the same time, after the refining of the Yin Soul Tree, it was devoured by Moro who was sitting cross-legged.

As the devouring began, one after another lingering yin spirits began to condense, their eyes full of madness and resentment, and they wanted to tear Chen Yuan and Moro apart with their teeth and claws.

......

......

Falling dust mountain, in front of Chenjia Village.

Gu Tianqiong, Li Crazy Rest, and Sima Che stood in the air, and their divine thoughts enveloped the entire Chenjia Village, and the rolling black clouds began to disperse, and the roar exploded in the void.

The men, women and children of Chenjia Village walked out of the courtyard gate one after another, looking up at the sky, their eyes full of horror.

They had never seen such a scene in the decades since they were born here, and it was terrifying, and they couldn't help but have a trace of fear in their hearts.

"This place has been blocked, Wu Daozi, you can't escape!"

Sima Che snorted coldly, and his voice rolled, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

On the lake on the mountain behind Chenjia Village, Wu Daozi, who was a little stiff in his back, sighed lightly, shook his head slowly, and muttered to himself:

"I've been found after all..."

It's just that he lives in seclusion here, and all traces have been erased, only Chen Huaiyi and Chen Yuan know that he is here, but Wu Daozi believes that they will not come to disturb him.

So....

Who leaked the whereabouts?

"That's it, that's it, it's enough to live for so many more years." Wu Daozi laughed at himself, and immediately stopped thinking about anything else, and picked up a wooden long box from the boat.

"Smack."

The wooden box was opened, revealing a picture scroll inside.

This is a painting that he painted with his last strength before his cultivation was exhausted, not a landscape or anything else, but a portrait of his own person.

There is a part of his power in it.

He didn't lie to Chen Yuan, he was indeed abolished.

The picture scroll unfolded, and inside was a middle-aged Confucian student full of bookishness, with bright eyes and outstanding temperament, which was completely different from the current rickety appearance.

Only the appearance is seven points similar.

"The pen is shocking to the ghosts, and the thought is moving!"

Wu Daozi smiled faintly, bit his nails, and forced out a drop of essence blood to fall on the picture scroll, and then, I saw that the picture scroll lit up with an amazing light in an instant.

The light enveloped him.

The world only knows how to draw Shengdanqing's wonderful brush, but few people know that his strength is actually very strong, otherwise, Chen Yuan's mother would not have entrusted it to him.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to operate the Heavenly Machine.

The light dissipated, and Wu Daozi suddenly changed, and his original gray appearance suddenly became a middle-aged Confucian in a scholar's robe, like a teacher.

Wu Daozi raised his head and stepped out, and the broken spear at the entrance of Chenjia Village also lit up, and the rust was scattered, breaking through the air!

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