"Master, your cultivation is a bit low, but the corresponding combat power is not bad, and the strength of your divine consciousness is in the middle of the Feather Transformation Realm..."Fu Bo silently calculated in his heart: "The limit distance should be within five meters."

Fauber has his own answer.

Hearing this, the remnant wind nodded, the distance of five meters was indeed a bit close. If you are unprepared, you will quietly appear behind them...

"The Tao One Day Sutra" was running quietly, and the remnant wind took a deep breath, ready to go out and sneak attack at any time. Feeling the disappearance of the remnant wind breath, Fauber's eyes showed a look of surprise. I didn't expect this little mayfly realm to have such a profound breathing technique.

Looking at the movements of Mei Ji and the blood sickle outside the dojo, the remnant wind is always ready, judging from the mental state of the two, Mei Ji is undoubtedly a line behind, but the remnant wind is not ready to sneak attack him, he has a crush on the blood sickle.

There is only one chance to sneak attack by yourself, and since this is the case, you must kill the stronger of the two in order to maximize the results of this sneak attack.

After thinking for a while, the remnant wind flew in his right hand, and a magic weapon was held in his hand. This is a three-pronged thorn, its grade is too high, at the level of the Tongtian Spirit Treasure, it has already produced a machine spirit, but the cultivation of the remnant wind is too low, and it can't communicate with its machine spirit at all.

But fortunately, the three-pronged thorn material is special, and it has the function of breaking defense, and the remnant wind does not expect the machine spirit to help him, but only uses the defense breaking function to increase his chance of success.

The divine consciousness was covered in the three-pronged thorns, and the aura from the Tongtian Spirit Treasure was completely hidden.

Maggie's divine sense swept through the stone chamber, but found nothing of value, and a flash of disappointment flashed in her eyes. This was already the eighth room, which made her feel more and more that this place was not like an ancient ruin, but rather like the ruins of a certain sect.

There is no other reason, except for this stone room, the layout of the other stone rooms here is almost the same, and the layout of the Xiuzhen Sect is almost exactly the same.

The blood sickle also had a puzzled look on his face, and the clues he found by chance in the ancient classics all said that this was a huge site from the last era, why did he not find the treasure after coming in.

The blood sickle does not believe in evil, no matter how you look at this stone room, it looks like a place where people with heads and faces live, and when he walked to the stone table, the blood sickle reached out and took out his sickle, and slashed towards the stone table in front of him angrily.

Mei Ji didn't speak, turned around and left the room, since this place looks like the ruins of the sect, then there must be a treasury and a classic pavilion. I can't waste my time here, and while the blood sickle is not paying attention, Mei Ji's figure shook, and she quickly walked towards the place that she hadn't searched before.

The sound of clothes rubbing against the air came, and the blood sickle only saw Mei Ji's figure flickering, and then disappeared at the door, and suddenly turned around in his heart to chase out.

At the moment when his steps left the ground and his head turned, an inconspicuous piece of gravel at his feet flashed, and a figure suddenly appeared behind him.

A glittering trident spike skimmed through the void at great speed, heading straight for the back of the blood scythe's head.

As soon as the blood sickle turned around, his heart jumped at the moment, and he secretly screamed: "Not good."

I didn't have to think about it in a hurry, and the spiritual energy in my body rioted autonomously, and the spiritual pressure belonging to the Feather Transformation Realm swept around.

This is an ancient ruin, he himself is on full alert, and at this moment he is alert to danger, so he naturally released the aura cover as soon as possible. The figure then turned backwards, trying to see who dared to attack him from behind.

Appearing behind the Blood Scythe was naturally the remnant wind, the remnant wind held thorns in both hands, and the cold light in his eyes stabbed straight towards the blood sickle.

Feeling the riot of the aura in front of him, a sneer appeared at the corner of Remnant Feng's mouth, and the speed of the three-pronged thorn in his hand was two points faster.

"Poof!" This is the sound of the three-pronged thorn breaking through the aura cover, the aura cover of the Feather Realm, in the cold glow of the Tongtian Spirit Treasure, can't even hold on to a breath, and is directly torn out of a hole.

"Poof!!" This is the sound of the three-pronged thorn piercing the back of the blood sickle's head, and a stream of red and white things flowed out along the bloodletting trough, and the blood sickle was at a loss, and the vitality in the body quickly faded.

A palm-sized villain flew out of the body of the blood sickle, and the eyes of the remnant wind narrowed slightly, knowing that this was the divine consciousness incarnation of the blood sickle, and the monk reached the realm of transformation feather, and the Dharma Dan in his body could be incarnated on, and the divine consciousness could be attached to it, and the divine consciousness would be incarnated into a divine consciousness incarnation, and the divine consciousness would not be destroyed, and the monk could be reborn. However, this is not the same as the Divine Consciousness Body of the Remnant Wind, once the Divine Consciousness Transformation is separated from the body, the combat effectiveness is almost zero, and the cultivation must reach a certain height before it can be without attaching to the Dharma Dan, and has a Divine Consciousness Body that can attack and defend.

Divine consciousness transformation is a good thing, many evil demon cultivators in order to quickly refine their cultivation, specifically looking for monks who can transform into divine consciousness, and after killing, they can devour their transformation bodies through secret methods, so as to quickly improve their own cultivation.

Although the remnant wind is ruthless, it will not make the move of devouring other people's spirits and transforming into shapes, in its opinion, all of a person's body is in the transformation body, and devouring the transformation body is tantamount to swallowing a living being. He couldn't have done it so unconscionable.

However, at this moment, Remnant Feng didn't intend to let him go, his left hand drew a circle in the air, and an invisible power of divine consciousness emanated, imprisoning the blood sickle's divine soul in the air, and grabbed the struggling blood sickle in his hand with a move, and before he had time to think about it, Remnant Wind hooked the corpse on the ground with his foot, and quickly hid into the Lingyun Dojo.

Everything happened between the lightning and flint, and it only took two breaths from the time the remnant wind came out to kill the blood sickle to the time he returned to the dojo with the blood sickle's corpse.

Mei Ji's originally distant figure froze, and the breath of the blood sickle behind her exploded and disappeared in an extreme time, which was definitely not a normal phenomenon. His consciousness exploded, and he swept through the room where the blood sickle was, and he saw that except for the blood on the ground, Mei Ji did not find the breath of the blood sickle.

I don't know what happened to the Blood Scythe!

Maggie's face changed, and her figure turned back the way she came.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and Mei Ji stood at the door of the stone room, her face gloomy and frightening, and her pupils contracted violently.

The stone chamber is so big that you can see it all at a glance.

But at this moment, the smell of blood in the air and the blood on the ground all clearly told Mei Ji that in the moment he turned around, the blood sickle disappeared!

Mei Ji couldn't figure out what happened to the blood sickle, which was equivalent to her cultivation in just two breaths, and disappeared in front of her eyes.

Maggie cautiously walked into the stone chamber, everything around her was intact, except for the brains and blood splattered on the ground.

Walking to the side of the blood, Maggie reached out and touched it, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it, the blood had the unique smell of blood sickle.

At this time, Mei Ji looked at this stone room, and everywhere was weird. Her consciousness was surging like a tidal wave, and she didn't know where the danger lurked, and it only took a few breaths for the cold sweat on her back to soak the light veil.

The remnant of the wind appeared in the dojo, with a happy expression on his face, and Fauber nodded at him with a smile on his face, and the remnant wind's grasp of the timing, the use of strength, and the mystery of Mei Ji made Faucer greatly appreciated.

"It seems to have gotten stronger." The remnant wind clenched his fists, and the aura flowing in the meridians was extremely smooth when it was running, and even the flesh and blood in his body were greatly improved compared to before under the watering of the aura.

Originally, according to Remnant Feng's expectations, being able to seriously injure the blood sickle under a sneak attack was already the best result, but he didn't expect that he could kill him in one fell swoop.

"Congratulations to the master, with the cultivation of the Qi Condensation Period, he killed the powerhouse of the Feather Transformation Realm." Fauber hurriedly came over, and a happy expression appeared on his face, not that kind of flattery, but it made people listen to it extremely comfortable.

"It's just a fluke." Remnant Wind waved his hand and took out the Divine Soul Transformation of the Blood Scythe in his hand.

"Don't kill me!" As soon as the blood sickle came out, his face still retained the panic when he was sealed, and the cry came immediately.

"As long as you are obedient, I won't kill you, after all, it's not easy to cultivate to the Feather Transformation Realm." Remnant Wind showed a smile, but in the eyes of the Blood Scythe, it was full of horror!

"You, you, you, actually... It's really you! When he saw the face of the remnant wind, his expression became hideous.

He still remembered the face of the remnant wind, a few days ago in Mei Ji's cave, the kid lying next to the dry corpse, at that time he clearly felt that the remnant wind's cultivation was only to build the spirit realm, at that time he wanted to kill people and kill his mouth, but at that time, he really couldn't look down on the remnant wind's cultivation, so he let him go.

"Yes, that's me! Looks like you've already guessed. The remnant wind smiled evilly: "It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world to eat!"

"Where is this? Could it be that this is the treasure of the ancient ruins? The blood sickle looked around, and found that he was in a strange space, surrounded by a glorious palace, and there was an old man standing beside the remnant wind, looking like a slave, the blood sickle had quietly felt his cultivation, and the power of divine consciousness came out, like a mud cow entering the sea to give him an unfathomable feeling, and the aura in the air was rich and abnormal, like a legendary fairyland.

Remnant Wind shook his head: "You don't need to know what kind of place this is, you just need to answer my question, you can survive here, but not here, but there." The remnant wind carried the blood sickle, and the scene around him changed rapidly, and soon he came to a big mountain.

This is the dojo of the remnant wind, his mind can control everything in the dojo, the palace just now is the real palace that appeared directly between the changes of his mind, and at this moment he also transferred to the mountain with the blood sickle.

Seeing the change in the surrounding scene, the blood sickle was finally no longer calm, and his face showed a thick look of shock, such an ability to move mountains and reclaim the sea and replace space was a powerful one he had never heard of. The legendary Xiaju realm is not enough to achieve such a feat.

However, the look of shock disappeared immediately: "It's useless, I'm already in a state of divine soul transformation, if I don't find the body of a living person and take it away, I won't be able to last a few days and I will die completely." Since it's all death, why should I answer your question? "Although he has seen the power of the remnant wind, no one can break the rules of the Heavenly Dao, and he in the Feather Realm is still very clear about this.

Remnant Feng tilted his head and thought about it, and a look of contemplation appeared on his face: "You and I don't have a deep hatred, you had murderous thoughts against me at that time, and you didn't take action for whatever purpose. I am not a murderer, if you want to live, you swear allegiance to me, and from now on obey me, I swear in the name of the Heavenly Dao, not only can you recover your physical body, but even your cultivation can go further! ”

Hearing the words of the remnant wind, a glint flashed under the eyes of the blood sickle, the ants were still greedy for life, not to mention the monks who practiced against the sky. The higher the cultivation, the greater the desire for life, because they will feel the great benefits that life can bring, and they will not want to face death. Remnant Wind's words are very tempting, it can be said to be very tempting, to the dying person, throw an olive branch of survival, Remnant Wind believes that as long as it is a normal person, no one will refuse!

"Heh, the yellow-mouthed child is talking nonsense!" Blood Scythe quickly showed a disdainful expression on his face: "The old man has lived for more than 400 years, killed countless people in his life, and has seen more dead people than you have met alive. He really didn't believe that the young man in front of him could reshape his physical body and refine his cultivation.

"Alas, Jing Frog Yuhai, Xia Worm Yubing, I gave you the opportunity to be free, but you are not willing to grasp it." Remnant Wind shook his head with a sigh, and turned away from the Blood Scythe.