The more unfamiliar you are, the more and more comprehensive you have to think about, otherwise you won't know how to die if you accidentally die.

Mingxin was also very determined, or rather a gamble, to be ready to kill these soldiers and then run away.

The bet was that he had fled far away from here before the news of these soldiers could not be contained in the fire.

Even if there was really an immortal cultivator nearby, by the time they discovered the strangeness in Ji'an City, Mingxin would have already disappeared.

What Mingxin needs most now is what he thought when he first came to this world, and the most important thing is to know what this place is and what the situation is!

Where is his location, whether it is the territory of the immortal cultivator or the territory of the demon cultivator, or the territory of the demon clan, maybe it's the territory of the demon clan!

Ji Ancheng couldn't stay any longer, and now the blood qi he needed to break through his cultivation was far from being something that mortals could give.

In terms of breaking through the middle level of the fourth layer of Qi training, even if he had absorbed the blood qi of forty people yesterday, Mingxin naturally thought that at least one hundred and ten people's blood qi would be needed, and this did not include the large amount of blood qi needed to break through the bottleneck of the realm!

Mortals don't have enough blood, although they can use the number of piles, but indiscriminately killing mortals, whether it is an immortal cultivator or a demon cultivator, is not allowed.

Although mortals are weak, they are the foundation of monks, and all monks become stronger step by step from mortals.

Although the Demon Cultivators and Immortal Cultivators are all selfish, what is it to slaughter mortals in order to seek the Dao? But you must know that the Cultivation Realm is not only the Terran race.

If there are no mortals, and the monks have no new blood, they will be green and yellow, and their strength will definitely become weaker and weaker, and those alien races are staring at the human race all the time!

At that time, once the alien race is killed, no one will be able to escape unless you can ascend.

Mingxin didn't know if there were any races other than the human race in the cultivation realm, but the possibility of some was far greater than none, and for the sake of safety, he had to be careful and not have any luck mentality.

After the city lord arranged for an absolutely trustworthy henchman to drug the soldiers, Mingxin directly knocked the city lord unconscious, tied him like a dumpling with an iron lock, and finally threw him into a secret room that the city lord told him.

You can't lock him in the dungeon, it's too smelly there, and it's going to stink even more in a while, in case it will be troublesome if you smoke him to death, and now the city lord can't die, it's still useful.

Inside the dungeon, twelve cells were filled with corpses, sitting in a blood-soaked corridor between the two opposing cells.

If it's dirty, it's dirty, after he breaks through the fourth layer of Qi training, no matter how dirty his clothes are, it's a matter of shaking!

The rich blood qi began to be inhaled into the body by the Ming Xin, and according to the original familiar procedure, after the blood qi entered the body, it was absorbed by the blood qi of the thickness of the toothpick in the meridians, and the volume was constantly growing.

There were two hundred people in the two cells, which was enough to make the third layer of Mingxin Qi cultivation complete, and there was relatively sufficient blood qi to support him to break through the fourth layer of Qi training.

At the end of the unitary hour, the sun was setting, and at the exit of the dungeon above the ground, there was suddenly a strong wind blowing with a heavy smell of blood and foul odor, making people wonder, how could there be such a strong wind underground?

In the middle of the night, in the dead of night, a stronger wind swept through the exit of the dungeon, gathering the smell of blood and stench~

In the middle of the day, some parts of the City Lord's Mansion were brightly lit, but the exit of the dungeon was pitch black.

At this moment, a humanoid creature glowing red slowly walked out of the ground...

In this pitch-black environment, where you can't see your fingers, the humanoid creature that glows red is so eye-catching, ordinary people will feel a tyrannical aura coming from a distance!

The humanoid creature looked down at his body, and suddenly laughed out loud without any prelude, and then walked to the brightly lit position of the City Lord's Mansion while laughing, and the red light on his body slowly turned into a little starlight and dissipated into the air as he walked farther and farther.

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The brightly lit area is a magnificent hall, and the inside of the hall is brightly lit, and the same is true in front of the door.

There is also a common denominator, that is, whether inside or outside the hall, there are countless soldiers wearing armor and armor, and they are grunting one by one.

The air in the arena smelled of alcohol, and some of the soldiers were so happy that they had taken off one or two pieces of their armor.

At this time, all the servants and maids were sleeping in their rooms, and there were no creatures standing on two legs.

Of course, Mingxin, who came from the shadows, didn't count, because he wasn't there before, he just arrived.

Coming out of the dungeon, Mingxin's gorgeous robe was still there, and there was no smell on his body, and his smiling expression expressed the joy in his heart.

Walking to the place where the soldiers' weapons were piled up, he pulled out a long sword casually, Mingxin walked around the soldiers lying on the ground while humming a small song, and the long sword in his hand did not let go of any soldier beside him.

walked around the front of the hall in a big circle, sealed hundreds of soldiers, but the long sword in his hand was still sharp, and Mingxin walked into the hall with the sword.

The soldiers in the hall are at least at the level of a ten-captain, and there are more than a hundred people, including the centurion and some dancing girls who accompany the wine.

Now, Mingxin's cultivation has reached the level of consummation of the fifth layer of Qi training, and as long as there is blood qi, it can hit the barrier of the sixth layer of Qi training at any time.

And these hundreds of soldiers and dozens of dancing girls were the blood qi providers who broke through the sixth layer of qi training.

Mingxin took more than 100 people in the hall outside before cutting his throat.

said that he got outside, but he was actually kicked out one by one, and now his physical body is not what it used to be, and he can be kicked more than ten meters away directly by him without going down with all his strength!

Of course, the bones are almost broken, and the internal bleeding may be quite severe.

The reason why Mingxin did this was because of the limitation of the range of blood qi absorption, but because if he cut his throat in the temple and then pulled it over, some blood would remain in the temple, and it would be wasted.

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At midnight, the morning sun was rising, the roosters were crowing, and the people in the city lord's mansion had already gotten up and started to prepare for the day's work.

Since everyone in the city lord's mansion knew that there were city guards who stayed in the mansion last night to carnival all night, they would wake up late, and the city lord specially ordered not to disturb, so they didn't come to this hall because they knew each other.

At that time, a strong wind and waves raged around Mingxin, and the wind was so strong that the flasks and dinner plates were blown in all directions!

The wind and waves only lasted for a few seconds before they dissipated, and then after another ten minutes or so, Mingxin finally opened his scarlet eyes, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Mingxin stood up, his body flashed red, and he dusted off his clothes again, and the black blood stained on his clothes fell like dust.

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