Chapter Seventy-Seven: The River of Blood Descends
Wang Ran breathed a sigh of relief, now he doesn't have to worry about falling into the kendo realm, but if he wants to be perfect, the battle with his eyes closed is still indispensable, otherwise he is just mastering, and he is too far away from exerting his due strength.
Wang Ransen smiled coldly and said, "But will there be a lack of battles here?" ”
Thinking of this, Wang Ran directly put away the Eight Gates Golden Sword Array, and left this cave, after coming out of the Netherworld, Wang Ran was already holding back a fire in his heart, and he urgently needed blood to wash away the anger in his heart.
"Senior sister, tell me what they are for? That mountain is also their disciple, knowing that the mountain is full of dangers, but still let them fight in it! ”
Xuanyi Zhenren said angrily to Liang Wangshu, his face was bruised, obviously very angry.
Liang Wangshu looked at the angry Xuanyi Zhenren and just smiled slightly and said, "It's not for them to die, how can they care?" As for the disciples, it doesn't matter, if they die, there will be the next batch, as long as they don't die! ”
Xuanyi Zhenren listened to Liang Wangshu's words, and the anger in his heart became even stronger, and he snorted coldly and said, "I'm really ashamed to be in the company of these people." ”
Liang Wangshu said calmly: "Senior brother, when we have cultivated to this realm, which one is not battle-hardened, which one is not murderous and full of corpses?" Try your best to protect them when you can, and wish them good luck when you can't, since you have already walked this path, you should have this awareness. ”
"Alas!"
Listening to Liang Wangshu's words, Xuanyi Zhenren also understood that this was the case, but after all, he was still uncomfortable in his heart, and at the same time hated that his cultivation was too weak, and the Netherworld could not bring all the disciples out, and Qinghua Mountain could not prevent them from entering the battlefield and fighting with their lives.
"Alas, isn't it not very good for us to treat Xuanyi Zhenren like this!"
The tone of the Purple Qi Daoist was full of uneasiness, and he looked at the two people in front of him cautiously, among the four factions, only the disciples of Baicaolou were the least good at fighting, but because they were good at alchemy, and there was the suppression of the Jindan Realm, their position among the four factions had always been more embarrassing.
The Nine Fire Dao Man glanced at the Purple Qi Dao Man and said angrily, "What's the use of talking about this now?" Will you give up? The left and right are just some low-level disciples, so he is the only one who cares about it, so he doesn't have to care. ”
Xie Dailin also nodded and said: "As long as we can win, Huaguo will fall into the hands of our four factions, with Huaguo's resources in hand, it is not a problem for each of our factions to give birth to a Jindan Realm Patriarch!" ”
Hearing the two of them say this, the Purple Qi Dao people were also slightly relieved, and now there is indeed no way out.
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Wang Ran looked at the obese wild boar in front of him expressionlessly, this wild boar was already a first-order high-grade cultivator, comparable to a cultivator of the late ninth layer of Qi cultivation, and even more powerful because it was a demon beast. But now, this demon beast, which is also considered a hegemon in Qinghua Mountain, actually looked at the human in front of him with fear, and grinned at Wang Ran, wanting to scare Wang Ran away.
Wang Ran is not in a hurry, a first-order high-grade demon beast, this is a rare delicacy, how could Wang Ran give up.
This pig demon had also felt the killing intent in Wang Ran's heart, roared angrily at Wang Ran, and rushed over directly, with a layer of rich red light flashing on his body, the speed was very fast, and the momentum was even more amazing, even if there was a hill in front of him, it could be rushed.
"Sword Qi River!"
Wang Ran snorted lightly, and the dripping sword was wrapped in snow-white sword qi, as if it was a mighty river, falling from the sky and washing away all the sins in the world.
"Aang!"
A terrible and painful scream sounded, this pig demon is already good, and the blood in the body is also very rich, give it time Maybe it can really break through the foundation building realm, but it is a pity that it encountered a more unreasonable sword cultivation, the sword qi is fierce, and the sword qi directly kills it one by one.
The little tiger concentrated on attacking a thick wild boar leg in front of him, even if Wang Ran tempted it with food, the little tiger ignored Wang Ran, and was really dissatisfied with Wang Ran for keeping it in the spirit beast bag for too long.
"Hahahaha, it smells so fragrant, I don't know if I can taste it!"
Wang Ran looked up, only to see a white-faced man in a blood-red robe staring straight at the roast pig in front of Wang Ran, and the saliva in his mouth was already flowing out. The little tiger looked at this person and roared in a low voice, as if he sensed some kind of danger, but Wang Ran gently stroked the little tiger, signaling not to be nervous.
Wang Ran just smiled at this, and said lightly: "Yes, I will invite you to eat!" ”
The person who came was not polite at all, and directly tore off one of the hind legs of the pig demon and began to feast, while eating, he said good times, good times, and his words were slurred, and he couldn't hear what he was talking about.
Compared with Wang Ran, he eats much more elegantly, and he can basically Bigu in the late stage of Qi refining, but he really can't eat Bigu Dan, which can maintain his body from hunger, so in addition to those spiritual foods, cultivators rarely go to eat in order to satisfy the desire of the tongue, and it can only be said that he has encountered two freaks.
The white-faced guy in the bloody robe looked at Wang Ran and said, "My name is Duan Zhenghu, from the Blood Sea Gate, what is your name?" You should be from the Nine Heavens Sect, right? ”
Wang Ran nodded and said, "Wang Ran, disciple of the Jiuxiao Sect. ”
Duan Zhenghu gave Wang Ran a thumbs up and said: "Sure enough, I admire you Jiuxiao Sect people, how to say it, it should be a bubble in the brain, they have all cultivated to the Purple Mansion Realm and went to the underworld for a few juniors in the Qi Refining Realm, you say that this is not a bubble in the brain, how many years have you been cultivating and you are still so willful, I think you can only hang around in the Purple Mansion Realm, what do you say?" ”
Wang Ran glanced at him lightly, his face was expressionless, but Duan Zhenghu didn't care at all, and continued to speak triumphantly: "But you, it's not bad, the craftsmanship is very good, if it weren't for the rules of the sect, I really want to keep you as a blood slave and give you barbecue to eat, but it's good to know your name, and I can also set up a monument for you, and I don't know how to die if the province dies!" ”
Wang Ran added a handful of firewood to the bonfire, and continued to speak calmly: "Okay, I will also erect a monument for you when the time comes." ”
Duan Zhenghu laughed and said, "You Jiuxiao Sect is really interesting, are you all so crazy?" But I don't usually want to talk to others like this all the time, so don't you feel that the aura in your body is not working well? Weakness in the limbs and a drowsy mind? This is the windward fall that I finally obtained, it cost me three hundred Lingbi, and a Qi Refining Realm cultivator only needs a little bit to be able to fall! ”
Wang Ran's face showed an impatient look, and he said coldly: "You are really annoying!" A forest of trees! ”
The cyan sword qi bloomed directly, as if it had turned into a forest, and one after another sword qi had already shot towards Duan Zhenghu, under this beauty, there was a terrifying killing machine hidden.
Duan Zhenghu's reaction was not slow, his figure had already retreated in an instant, and the speed was not slow at all, it should be some kind of escape technique, there was a blood-colored small flag on the top of his head, and he put down a blood-red light cover, and rushed out of this range with sword qi.
Duan Zhenghu was still holding the small flag, looked at Wang Ran and said coldly: "What a subtle swordsmanship, if I hadn't reacted quickly, I would have been left by you, wouldn't it have any effect on the wind?" How exactly do you do it! ”
The impatient expression on Wang Ran's face became more and more intense, this guy had a lot of words, Wang Ran didn't care about the other party, and the fire sword flew out directly, and the thick fire ignited everything around him, and he had already rushed towards Duan Zhenghu, this sword seemed to have the power of burning mountains and boiling seas.
Duan Zhenghu's face was even more gloomy, this was the first time he had met such a faceless guy, and he had to be tortured and unbearable.
Duan Zhenghu thought so, but the speed of the shot was not slow at all, a picture scroll was taken out by Duan Zhenghu, the disciples of the Blood Sea Gate cultivated a sea of blood, the sea of blood is not destroyed, I will not die, this is also the foundation of all the sea of blood, but with Duan Zhenghu's cultivation in the late stage of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation, he has not been able to reach such a realm, but the sea of blood he cultivates is also the strongest means.
The surging river of blood swept out of the scroll, filled with a smell of blood, and even one after another could see corpses sinking in the sea of blood, staring at Wang Ran with resentful eyes, as if he wanted to invite Wang Ran to come in with him, and he could no longer transcend it in his life.
Wang Ran slashed out with a sword of fire, in the face of this surging blood river, there was a posture that was about to be extinguished, Duan Zhenghu smiled slightly, there seemed to be no surprise about this, the corpses in the sea of blood were superimposed on each other, and a flesh and blood altar had been built in a moment's effort, Wang Ran was unmoved, and looked at Duan Zhenghu quietly, Duan Zhenghu just sneered and had already stepped on the altar, with an unknown syllable appearing in his mouth, and a majestic force erupted for a while.
Duan Zhenghu looked at the cold smile and said, "Suddenly, I found that you are even more arrogant than I imagined. ”
Wang Ran didn't say a word, the flames condensed into a sword gang and slashed towards Duan Zhenghu, this time even the blood river had already been cut open.
"Go!"
Duan Zhenghu said coldly, a scarlet sword emerged in the blood river, but this blood sword was condensed by the resentment of countless corpses in the blood sea, and what he was best at was polluting magic weapons, polluting souls, and being able to burn blood qi to replenish the blood river.
The Flame Sword Gang and the Blood River Sword collided together, and for a while, no one could help anyone.