Bai Xiaochun hesitated a little, and glanced at the Tianjiao on several other blood-colored altars, except for the blood plum who had succeeded, the other seven people were constantly condensing their blood qi. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But looking at it, Bai Xiaochun immediately became angry, he felt that these people were too much, that Song Que, with the foundation of the eight tides of the earth's leyline, used the blood altar to refine qi and blood, even if it was slower than the blood plum, it would definitely not be so slow, but at the moment, it was only about seventy percent completed.

And the others are all about the same, the slowest one, it's only thirty percent.

"Or am I too upright, I still hesitate, these guys, one by one, are intercepting blood qi and using it for their own cultivation!" Bai Xiaochun saw at a glance that something was wrong, and there was more righteousness in his heart, and he glanced at Xuemei, feeling that Xuemei was too stupid here, and in terms of integrity, he was only a little less than himself.

"That's it, they all say go with the flow, as a secret agent, I must not stand alone, I want to be with everyone...... I don't want to, alas. When Bai Xiaochun sighed in his heart, he sucked sharply, and intercepted ninety percent of the blood and qi he had sucked before......

Because he sucked too hard, most of the blood cells on the top of his head were already completed, and half of them withered visibly to the naked eye, this scene, everyone below was meditating, no one paid attention, but Song Que and the others all saw it, and they all looked at Bai Xiaochun angrily, cursing each other shamelessly in their hearts.

The Dry Yan Ancestors also hesitated, and looked at Bai Xiaochun a few more times, as for the other ancestors, they all looked strange, this time let the nine people assist, in addition to letting this generation of Tianjiao understand the background more clearly, there is also a plan to use this opportunity to let the nine people's cultivation improve again.

As for how much you can improve and how to grasp the proportions, it depends on the nine people themselves.

Xuemei is determined to be bloody, and it is just disdainful of this, in the eyes of these ancestors, the night burial ...... It's so shameless that it's clear that most of it has been completed, but it has been taken back.

It would be fine if it was just a night burial, but soon, Song Que and Xu Xiaoshan, as well as a few others, also followed suit, and when they were all like this, several ancestors really couldn't stand it.

After all...... The immortal bones in the blood-colored eyes also seemed to have a trace of ghostly fire in the originally empty eye holes......

"A stick of incense in time, the person who can't complete the blood cell, delays the awakening of the immortal bones, the old man personally takes action, refining you into an immortal bone!" The ancestor of the Song family snorted coldly and slowly spoke, and the voice only echoed in the ears of Bai Xiaochun and the others.

Bai Xiaochun's heart trembled, and the condensation of blood and qi at that moment made him feel like a great supplement, and the infinite blood and qi in his body pushed the second volume of the Immortal King Kong, and his brute ghost power rose again, and now he has reached the power of the five ghosts.

"It's so stingy. Bai Xiaochun muttered in his heart, but he didn't dare not listen, so he could only restrain himself, and several other people also bowed their heads, the same way, soon, the time for a stick of incense was coming.

On the top of each of Bai Xiaochun's eight people's heads, the blood cells have been completed to ninety, and this last one is ...... They have obviously all made up their minds, until the last moment, they will never finish, it is always good to delay a little more, after all, this opportunity is comparable to creation, this is the cultivation of the entire Blood Creek Sect's cultivators.

Just this incense, Bai Xiaochun's immortal vajra scroll has advanced by leaps and bounds again, and the power of his physical body has reached the power of six barbarian ghosts, and his whole body is sour and itchy, and that feeling makes him hate to raise his head and howl.

"No, the time is coming...... Bai Xiaochun was reluctant, but he couldn't help it, he sighed in his heart, and was about to condense his blood and qi with all his strength in these last dozens of breaths, when suddenly his heart moved again......

"I don't know, if I condense a drop of true immortal blood that contains my will and merge it into it, is it possible...... Got the immortal bone?"

When Bai Xiaochun thought of this, he was immediately excited, he felt that if he succeeded, he would have made a great achievement, but when he thought of it, the Blood Creek Sect was also very good to him...... So there was a bit of a tangle.

"Song Junwan, the ancestor of the Song family, and the great elders of several mountain peaks, are all good to me, although they are sometimes cruel, but overall, they are still okay. Bai Xiaochun sighed, and wanted to use his own cultivation to control the inability to transform his bones, this possibility was really very small, so he no longer struggled.

"Anyway, I'll try it, and it depends on God's will. Bai Xiaochun's eyes flashed slightly, and when he lowered his head, when he was refining qi and transforming blood from others, although he was the same, he secretly triggered a trace of his own immortal flesh and blood from his body, making it slowly merge into the many blood qi sucked in.

After dozens of breaths, when the Dry Yan Ancestor's eyes showed a gleam, and he was about to announce the end, the blood cells above Song Que's head immediately flew out, so did Xu Xiaoshan, and the others followed one after another, Bai Xiaochun quickly opened his eyes, and the blood cells above his head flew up in an instant.

He was nervous in his heart, this blood cell of his own, which seemed to be the same as everyone else's, actually contained a trace of his own real immortal blood, and there was his own will in it.

"It shouldn't be discovered, after all, my immortal blood is authentic, and the others are imitations, even if I see the difference, I will only think that I work harder, after all, I have a reverse blood atavistic ......" When Bai Xiaochun was worried, eight blood cells flew towards the dry Yan real person, and after the dry Yan real person swept them one by one, he didn't stop at all, but raised his right hand with a wave, and immediately these eight blood balls flew straight to the immortal bones in the blood eye of the sky.

Bai Xiaochun breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the immortal bones in the bloody eyes, only to see that after these eight blood cells approached, they directly integrated into the body of the immortal bones, and after the rapid fusion, the entire immortal body burst out with vitality, and the ghost fire in the hole in its eyes also burned instantly at this moment, getting brighter and brighter.

In the end, this immortal bone stood up directly, looked up to the sky and roared, under this roar, the heaven and earth were discolored, the world roared, and an earth-shattering momentum continued to spread from its body.

There was also a strong wind that appeared out of thin air and swept in all directions, making the whole world dark.

At this moment, with the awakening of the immortal bones, the thousand-faced demon beside it, as well as the withered skin, and the blood sword, all vibrated in unison at this moment, as if they were being pulled and wanted to wake up......

The sound of clicking spread in all directions at this moment, and cracks actually appeared on the pupils of these blood-colored eyes, like broken seals!

Before Bai Xiaochun could feel whether he had succeeded, he flicked his sleeves and went straight to the bloody eye, and several other ancestors were also at this moment, their eyes were blazing, and they all flew towards the bloody eye, the ancestor of the Song family was the last to enter, and he looked back at the earth before stepping into the bloody eye.

"A month later, the Zhongfeng Blood Trial!" When his voice echoed like thunder, he stepped into the bloody eye, and the moment he stepped in, the thousand-faced demon woke up, the withered skin changed to life, and the villain on the blood sword opened his eyes.

And the cracks on the pupils were quickly connected together, and they collapsed directly, as if a gap had been opened, and the eight ancestors of the Blood Creek Sect stepped in together.

Rumble!

As they stepped in, the entire sky blurred, and the blood-colored eyes disappeared in an instant, and the monks of the Blood Creek Sect below also stopped meditating one by one, and raised their heads in unison, under the arrangement of the head of the Blood Creek Sect and the great elders of each peak, everyone dispersed, but there were countless questions hidden in their hearts.

Background, they saw it, but they didn't know why the last few ancestors wanted to step into the bloody eye, but no matter how they thought about it, they were obviously inseparable from war.

Bai Xiaochun was nervous, he still couldn't confirm whether he had succeeded in the end, and when he thought about it, he returned to the cave mansion, and after stabilizing the surging physical strength, more than half a month had passed, and there were still three days before the Zhongfeng Blood Seed Trial that the ancestor of the Song family said.

At the same time, the entire Blood Creek Sect also began to discuss the matter of the Blood Son Trial, each generation of the entire Blood Creek Sect has only four Blood Sons, and any Blood Son can surpass the Supreme Elder and become a Blood Leader after the Blood Son is married.

And Zhongfeng Blood, this generation has never come out, and now before the war, it is finally necessary to conduct a blood trial, select one person, become a blood son, once the blood son is determined, Zhongfeng's combat power will also be under the blessing of the blood son itself, all of which have increased a lot.

This matter is a big deal for the Blood Creek Sect, especially for the Zhongfeng monks, this matter is even greater, because of the identity of the blood son, theoretically speaking, all the foundation building monks of the middle peak have the possibility of becoming.

It's just that everyone understands that the blood of this generation of Zhongfeng can only be produced from two people, one is Xuemei, and the other is the Great Elder Song Junwan!

"It must be the Young Master of the Blood Plum, the Young Master of the Blood Plum has been at the peak of the leyline nine times, and if she doesn't become a blood son, it is a loss to my middle peak!"

"I think the Great Elder has a great chance of success, after all, she has cultivated to build the foundation of the Great Perfection, although the Blood Plum is the peak of the leyline, but it is only in the middle stage of foundation building, not as good as the Great Elder!"

"Blood Trial, in addition to cultivating combat power, there are many factors that are being tested, and each of them needs a Dharma protector to escort ...... The strength of the Dharma protector is also a very crucial factor. ”

All kinds of discussions, with the arrival of the blood trial, when it spread more and more in the sect, the day before the blood trial, late at night, when Bai Xiaochun was meditating cross-legged, outside his cave mansion, the figure of the great elder Song Junwan, stepping on the moonlight, walked step by step, her face was beautiful, and under the foil of this moonlight, it was even more beautiful.

"Senior Brother Night, have you rested?" Outside the cave, Song Junwan spoke softly. (To be continued.) )