"Senior Black Jedier, why are we arranging this mist array?" The Yellow Wind Old Monster looked at the gradually thickening fog around him and asked puzzledly.

The old man said without looking back: "We have traveled all the way, there are a lot of bloodstained villages, those gelding dogs in the West Factory must have smelled the smell, it is not wrong to be cautious." ”

As he spoke, he kept throwing talismans around him.

The name of the mist charm is quite unpretentious, but the effect is very obvious.

In a short time, the fog was already thick within a radius of 100 miles, and there was even a slight tendency to spread outward.

"Wait!" At this moment, the Yellow Wind Old Monster suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

"Senior, I remember that there don't seem to be any villages around here, are we going in the wrong direction?" He was depressed.

"Yes, there are really no villages around here, just a wilderness." The voice of the black absolute old man seemed to become a little ethereal.

"Then don't we have a blood sacrifice? I remember that my predecessors seem to be a little bit close to breaking through to the Blood Exchange Realm, so if you give up like this, wouldn't it be a failure? ”

"Yes, it's still a little close, but this last point is no longer something that can be made up for by simple quantity, it needs quality!"

"Need for quality ......"

The Yellow Wind Old Monster muttered to himself, and suddenly he felt a pain in his chest, and a swarthy arm grabbed a bloody heart that was still beating through his chest, and the skin on it was like dead tree bark.

"You, you're ......" the Yellow Wind Old Monster's eyes widened.

"You're the hostage!" The old man laughed and said, "Why do you think the old man has gone to great lengths to arrange this mist array? You don't really think it's against those geldings in the West Factory, do you? ”

The Yellow Wind Old Monster kept coughing up blood in his mouth, and he turned back with difficulty, but because the fog was too thick, he could only see the black and red robe.

"That's to deal with you, to prevent the old man from accidentally letting you run away, hahaha!" The smile of the black old man became more and more crazy, like the cry of a night owl, which can stop the night cry of children.

"You, you can't die well!!" The Yellow Wind Old Monster didn't sit still, he desperately ran his exercises, but was horrified to find that he couldn't even invoke any True Qi.

Including his qi and blood, it was like a pool of stagnant water, and there was no movement.

As he stared, he seemed to be blocked by a faint layer of blood that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

"How so? Old dog, what did you do? The Yellow Wind Monster yelled in despair.

"The old man didn't take the initiative to do anything to you, don't you slander the old man, didn't you absorb this blood yourself? The old man remembers that when you absorbed it, it was so sweet! ”

"Old ghost, you, you can't die well!!" The Yellow Wind Old Monster noticed that his body was getting weaker and weaker, his skin was getting older and older, and he knew that his life was short, and he roared hoarsely.

It's just that with the passage of time, even this last scolding slowly became weak.

"Lu, Lu...... Won't let you go. After saying the last sentence with difficulty, the aura of the old monster of the yellow wind completely disappeared.

"Lu? What Lu, Lu Yun? ”

As a martial arts master among the most wanted criminals on the list, the old man of Hei Jue naturally understands this young eunuch who is now quite famous in the world.

After all, there are already several wanted criminals on the list, and they have been crushed in his hands.

"Let's wait until he can find the old man." The black old man didn't care at all.

He swallowed the Yellow Wind Monster's heart raw, and bright red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

The corpse of the old monster of the yellow wind fell to the side, a pair of empty eyes looking at the sky speechlessly, and his expression was complicated.

It may be that he didn't expect that at the last moment of his life, the object of his trust would be his former enemy.

It's really impermanent!

The black absolute old man sat cross-legged on the ground, and an endless amount of blood and qi suddenly appeared around his body, which was different from before.

If the blood qi obtained by sacrificing a large number of mortals through blood sacrifice was large and not condensed, then the blood qi obtained by sacrificing the Yellow Wind Old Monster now is almost solid, very viscous.

Rustle rustle......

The blood of the banyan tree behind him gradually condensed, and thousands of branches stretched out their claws towards the real world like demons in hell, trying in vain to contaminate reality.

"It's not close!"

"It's not close!"

"It's a little bit close!!"

The Black Absolute Old Man roared as he used the Blood Realm Technique, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was hideous, and his complexion was almost dark and shiny.

The solidified blood gas is being consumed rapidly.

"Break it for me! Break it for me! Break it for me!! The old man of the black absolute saw that there was only a little bit of blood left, and shouted with tears in his eyes.

"Break my !!"

Rumble!

When the last trace of blood qi was exhausted, the breath of the black absolute old man suddenly reached a critical point, and then only a "poof" sound was heard, as if a mighty river had broken through the last level, and in front of him was the endless sea.

You can run as long as you want!

"Hahaha......" The laughter of the black peerless man sounded, lingering in the dense fog within a radius of hundreds of miles, for a long time.

The banyan tree behind him had completely turned into substance, and the moment it came into contact with reality, the aura on the black old man skyrocketed again.

But in just an instant, his blood-like banyan tree turned into an illusion again.

It doesn't matter, he has broken through the barrier between illusion and reality, and the Black Jedi Old Man has now become a veritable martial arts powerhouse in the Blood Exchange Realm.

"Nowadays, the world is so big, the old man can go there. West Factory? Hum! The old man can't be provoked, can't he still hide? ”

The black old man stood up, and the surging momentum spread out like a hurricane, and the fog array was instantly crushed, and the dense fog that spread over a radius of hundreds of miles began to gradually dissipate.

Two figures standing as straight as green pines appeared at the end of the mist.

"Huh?"

The old man frowned, surprised at how there could be a figure in this wilderness.

When he tried to take a closer look, he noticed that one of the figures had disappeared.

What's going on?

He keenly sensed that something was wrong, but in the blink of an eye, how could the person be gone?

Moreover, in front of him, a newly broken Blood Exchange Realm martial arts powerhouse, he was able to disappear without a trace.

What kind of people can do it?

In fact, the answer is already on the horizon!

"West Factory !!"

The black absolute old man shouted, the banyan tree behind him suddenly appeared, the branches flew, he turned around suddenly, mobilized the true qi in his body with all his strength, and blasted a punch forward.

"Kurong Destroying Body Fist!"