"Blood Demon Sect Elder Duan Yuanfeng has seen Sect Master Sun!" Duan Yuanfeng's cheeks twitched, the pressure made him very uncomfortable, but he still had to be respectful.

Don't look at the fact that both of them are Yuanying monks, but he knows that if Sun Bufan wants to kill him, it will not be difficult, and even Yuanying can't escape.

"Don't talk nonsense, let me ask you where is that kid named Wang Mo?" Sun Bufan looked impatient, and a dangerous light shot out of his eyes.

"Uh...... Ran away!" Duan Yuanfeng breathed sluggishly, and his face was a little unsightly.

He is also a Yuanying Cultivator, and he is also an elder of the Blood Demon Sect, even if the other party has a noble status and a high level of cultivation, he can't call him like this.

"Hmph, ran away, Duan Yuanfeng, do you dare to fool the old man, and you can't find death?" Sun Bufan snorted coldly, and with a wave of his big hand, a gray-golden demonic qi swirled sharply in the air.

"Roar!"

As soon as the gray-golden demonic qi appeared, it turned into a golden lion, raised its head to the sky and let out a roar, and pounced towards Duan Yuanfeng.

"Sect Master Sun is angry, what I said is true, that kid really ran away!" Duan Yuanfeng saw him make a move, where did he dare to have the slightest temper, and explained while retreating.

The blood and qi on his body surged, and it was a little difficult to resist Sun Bufan's coercion, and in the face of this Yuanying Great Perfection Monk, he didn't dare to be careless under the pressure.

Just a transformation spell made him feel unbearable, and the power of the Yuanying Great Perfection Monk was visible.

"The people of the Blood Demon Sect have always been cunning, and when the sect master takes you down, the soul refining will naturally be able to know the truth of what you say!" Sun Bufan's eyes flashed with coldness, where could he say more, and the aura of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant suddenly erupted, and he pressed towards Duan Yuanfeng fiercely.

The Demon Demon Sect and the Blood Demon Sect are next to each other, and they have always been incompatible, and this time when they meet Duan Yuanfeng here, as long as they do it cleanly, they will naturally not be discovered.

What's more, he has other plans.

"Sun Bufan, if you dare to kill me, aren't you afraid of causing a big war between the two sects? I'm doing things for the Great Demon Venerable, aren't you afraid that he will blame me?" Sensing Sun Bufan's killing intent, Duan Yuanfeng drummed up his own demonic energy, sacrificed a bloody blade to resist the attack of the golden lion, and screamed with fear on his face.

"Hmph, who can know about the big battle between the two sects? As for the Great Demon Venerable, he won't know about it!" Sun Bufan seemed to have made up his mind to kill Duan Yuanfeng, and suddenly flipped his left hand, and a golden light flashed, and it was a five-clawed golden hook, exuding a cold demonic aura, and grabbed towards Duan Yuanfeng.

Facing the sandwich attack of the golden lion and the golden claw, Sun Bufan finally couldn't support it, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes from time to time as he retreated.

Seeing that he couldn't support a few moves under Sun Bufan's hands, Duan Yuanfeng's eyes flashed violently, and he suddenly swung out a blood shield, which burst open with a bang, blocking the golden claw.

It actually used the power of the real treasure to explode itself to block Sun Bufan's attack.

Then he burst the blood blade again, and exploded the golden lion into a scattered demonic qi with a bang.

The power of the self-explosion of the two powerful treasures stirred in the air, and finally stopped Sun Bufan's attack temporarily.

Even if he was a Yuanying Great Perfection monk, he couldn't ignore this level of attack.

Duan Yuanfeng then turned pale, gritted his teeth fiercely, spurted out a burst of essence blood, and quickly pinched the essence blood with both hands, wrapping the ball of essence blood, and the magic blended into the essence blood, spreading out with a bang, and then covering his body.

A strange buzz flashed in the air, and then Duan Yuanfeng's body burst out with a strong blood light, and the originally ruddy cheeks suddenly sunken and withered, and a burst of air exploded between the swishs, and appeared dozens of miles away in an instant.

"Hey, I already knew that you would use the Blood Escape Technique, and you won't be able to recover in a few decades, so leave your life to that crazy woman of Gu Yueying!" Looking at the blood light that disappeared far into the sky, Sun Bufan sneered weirdly and said to himself.

That Blood Escape Technique is a secret method of the Demon Dao, and when it is used, it detonates nearly half of the essence blood in the body, so as to improve the cultivation, but the sequelae are quite serious, and the loss of so much essence and blood is absolutely impossible to save in decades.

Duan Yuanfeng knew that no matter how much he improved, he was not Sun Bufan's opponent, so he rationally chose to escape.

Obviously, what Sun Bufan said and did before was not as careless as what he said before, he just wanted to borrow the hands of others.

But what Sun Bufan didn't expect was that Gu Yueying had already fled with his apprentice and went out to avoid trouble.

"Hmph, Wang Mo doesn't care if you flee to the ends of the earth, this sect master will definitely find you and refine your soul!"

As for what Duan Yuanfeng said, the old traitor is as cunning as him, and he can naturally see that the other party is not lying, but just trying to get angry.

During the time that the two of them were delayed, several rays of light came in the distance, and they passed by the blood light from afar, and they wanted to ask about the situation, but the light swished past a few people and went to the northwest sect.

The men were a little confused, but they still rushed this way.

Seeing several people's faces from a distance, Sun Bufan's eyes narrowed, and he didn't care about them and set up a retreat and went to the other side.

......

A month later, at the bottom of a great river that meandered and roared, there was a swarthy cave, but there was a little light inside.

I saw Wang Mo sitting in it with a pale face, holding a piece of lower-grade Yuan Stone in each hand and absorbing the vitality in it, sweat drops the size of beans dripping from time to time on his pale cheeks, and his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was suffering great pain.

"Whew!"

After the two lower grade yuan stones turned gray and white, Wang Mo threw them to the side at will, flipped over with his left hand, and then took out the two lower grade yuan stones again and absorbed them.

On that day, he forcibly ran the wind and thunder for a long time, and kept swallowing pills along the way to restore his true yuan, but the vitality obtained by swallowing pills only passed through his meridians, and it could be said that except for the operation in his body, it could not be regarded as his own cultivation at all.

The Yuan Qi that had not been fully refined was flipped in his body, and if it weren't for the protective nature of the Five Elements Gang Qi itself, I am afraid that the meridians would have been blown up by these Yuan Qi.

But Rao is like this, and if he persists all the way, the Five Elements Gang Qi can't compete with the more and more Riot Vitality that gathers more and more, causing a large damage to the meridians, and the slightest operation of the True Yuan will bring great pain.

When he realized that the Yuanying Monk who was chasing him was stopped for some reason, Wang Mo galloped for dozens of miles, and finally couldn't help the pain, put on the night demon hidden clothes, and plunged into a wide river below.

I followed the flow all the way for nearly a month, but fortunately, I didn't encounter any large demon beasts, and finally hid in the dark hole under the riverbed.

Carefully endured the severe pain and laid out the concealment array, which can be said to have used all the means he could use.

After doing all the protection, Wang Mo began to slowly dissipate the excess vitality in his body, and then reabsorb and refine.

With the degree of damage and fragility of his meridians at this time, he couldn't withstand even a little powerful impact, and could only recover with the help of the slightly mixed vitality in the lower grade Yuan Stone.

Fortunately, his injuries this time were much lighter than when the Yong Qiankun Order Fu broke through the sky and came to the Northwest Demon Domain, but the meridians were damaged.

In his own ring and storage bag, there are many healing elixirs or elixirs, and it is only a matter of time before he recovers from his injuries.

Suddenly, Wang Mo, who was sitting upright in the middle of cultivation, opened his eyes, hurriedly stopped his cultivation, closed his breath a little nervously, held the Yuan Stone tightly in his hand, and a drop of cold sweat unconsciously dripped down his face.

With a snap, it fell into a small puddle of water under him, splashing layers of ripples.

"Whew!"

After staying for a while, Wang Mo slowly exhaled a breath, his teeth rattling, and the cold glint in his eyes flashed.

Just as he was cultivating, he sensed a powerful divine sense sweeping by, if it weren't for the fact that he was wearing the Night Demon Hidden Cloak and had a formation to breathe, he really couldn't dodge.

was chased by the blood light that day, and it was because the fluctuations were too great when refining the war halberd that it attracted the attention of the other party.

But thinking about the other party's words afterwards, it was obviously not just for the treasure in his hand, but for what the Great Demon Venerable was chasing after him.

Thinking of this, Wang Mo's cheeks couldn't help but twitch, although he had already understood that there were many dangers in the Demon Domain, but he couldn't imagine that in just over ten years, it would be several life and death.

Thinking of this, Wang Mo couldn't help but rise with murderous intent, no matter what the reason, these people have touched his bottom line, although he can't fight back now, but one day they will pay the price.

After a short time, Wang Mo picked up the Yuan Stone again and recovered.

......

In the southeast, in a small market, many monks come and go, and there is an endless stream.

Even though they are all cultivating demonic dao exercises, there are also many kinds.

For example, there are many secret methods such as the Blood Dao, the Ghost Dao, the Soul Dao, and many other secret methods, and the demonic monks such as the Blood Dao are not all peerless murderers who have committed countless murders.

Even in the Blood Demon Sect, there are monks who hunt demon beasts to cultivate secret methods, but there are not many.

These Demon Dao cultivators are just because of their opportunistic cultivation methods, and what they do is not allowed in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

The bigger reason is that their cultivation is too cruel, and it is easy to cause their own mental uncertainty and unstable foundation, and the harm caused by going mad is too great.

As for the origin of these demonic exercises, it is unknown because they are too old.

"Lao Zhu, have you heard? The Blood Bone Hall in the north has been destroyed!" An old man said mysteriously to the middle-aged man beside him at the stall next to him.

Looking at the aura of the two of them, they only have the cultivation in the late stage of qi refining.

"How can you not know, Lao Peng, your news is too backward, right? This was all a month ago, and the Bone Transformation Gate in the west was also destroyed half a month ago!" the middle-aged man said with a look of disdain.

"Ah, another sect has been destroyed, tell me quickly, what kind of strength is the sect this time?" Before the old man could reply, the monk on the road from a year ago hurriedly came to the stall and said with a curious face.

Seeing that it attracted the attention of passers-by, the middle-aged man raised his chin and gave a provocative look at the old man, at this time, a middle-aged young monk passed by, and the middle-aged man hurriedly shouted: "Fellow Daoist, do you want to exchange the news of the recent destruction of the sect?"

Looking at this middle-aged man, he looks like he can't wait for everyone to come and watch, and he is obviously a chattering character.