After a while, Du Lanying climbed out from under the right protector, picked up the clothes on the ground, walked to the side barefoot, took out a dagger from the bedside, and walked to the right protector, "Protector, thank you, I want your blood." ”

"You...... You slut, you do ...... to this Dharma Protector What was done? "The right protector's whole body is sore, he can't lift a trace of strength, and his spiritual power can't be used, and his qi is weak.

"It's nothing, it's just some medicine for you, how about it? Isn't it comfortable? After saying that, Du Lanying laughed, and at the same time cut his hand twice, and without mercy, he inserted the dagger into the heart of the right protector, and blood flowed out of his wound.

She used her spiritual power and began to convert blood, the blood of the right protector slowly poured into one of her wounds, and her other wound was bleeding, this method was still seen in an ancient book of hers, originally thought that there was no chance to use it, but the arrival of the right protector gave her this opportunity.

However, this method also has risks, and if her body rejects and cannot accept it during the conversion process, she may die because she can't bear the blood and strength.

Although there are also ways to force it into the body, once used, her strength is likely to be downgraded, and this is the price she has to pay.

However, the cultivation speed of the pure-blooded bloodthirsty clan is faster than that of the transformed bloodthirsty clan, and since she has chosen this path, she will definitely not give up halfway, and she is willing to take risks.

The right protector didn't have much strength, but when she made it like this, his eyes suddenly widened, and he died of anger after struggling twice.

In the process of transforming blood, Du Lanying felt the power of pure blood, which made her excited, but it was accompanied by a pain that very people could bear.

She bit her lip and forced herself not to scream, but she couldn't bear it, so she could only bite on the arm of the right protector, anyway, he was dead, and he didn't know the pain no matter how he bit it, let alone make a sound.

Her own blood was about to drain, and the newly injected blood into her body also began to function, because of this sudden transformation, the internal organs were a little uncomfortable, there was a rejection reaction, her bean-sized beads of sweat dripped from her forehead, her eyes widened, and her expression was hideous, "Sure enough, there is still this reaction." ’

Thinking of this, she had to use the method recorded in the book to forcibly transfer the blood to the internal organs, and as the method took effect, her body received the blood that did not belong to her, and slowly returned to normal, but at the same time, the powerful power of the right protector filled her body, which caught her a little off guard.

Her muscles were already thin, and the influx of power made her muscles and veins begin to expand, accompanied by severe pain, and finally made her scream.

"Look, who said that the right protector can't do it? The voice of the pavilion master...... Obviously, it's ......" The disciples outside began to laugh again.

An hour later, Duran Ying collapsed to the ground, sweat drenching her clothes, red power fluctuations surging around her, and suddenly, she felt as if her strength was blocked, and then began to wane.

"Heh~ It's coming!" She struggled to get up from the ground, picked up the jar next to her, and sprinkled it on him, burning his corpse.

Then he climbed onto the bed and began to use the spiritual power in his body, fusing the power of the right protector with his own power.

At dawn the next day, the strength in her body stabilized, but she still felt a little uncomfortable, so she could only cultivate until night again.