The galaxy is dim, and the waning moon hangs in the sky.

The night is dark and rainy.

The wind howled, and the blood flowed.

In the dim moonlight, a man lay quietly in the bushes, covered in blood, and it was difficult to see his true face. The Holy Fire Dragon, the Xuan Turtle and a pair of Taiji Tigers beside him were breathed disordered and scarred.

Suddenly, a gust of wind lifted the grass, and several wolf howls broke through the air. The Taiji Tiger immediately became vigilant, his eyes like lightning, and he looked in the direction where the voice came from.

"Boom......!"

At this moment, a faint cough sounded, and Taiji Tiger withdrew his gaze and looked at the blood-stained man. The gaze is quite gentle.

Suddenly, Yue Chen struggled to get up, and wiped the blood on his face with his shirt so that he could see the situation here. But the more you rub it, the darker it gets, and the smell of blood gets stronger and stronger. A light pinch of the sleeve, the blood does not stop.

Yue Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly and muttered, "I'm really too self-conscious, and I actually fought against such a master. It is fortunate that there is no ashes. ”

At this time, Yue Chen didn't care much, and after a little pranayama, he took out a gourd from the Ruyi bag and quickly cleaned it. During this period, he found that he had no external injuries at all, only the Lingxi of the Jade Mansion was shattered, and the spiritual power was scattered and unsustainable. The Divine Dragon Ball also stopped spitting and was quietly suspended in the Jade Mansion.

The Lingxi, Linghe, and Jindan in the monk's jade mansion are all the lifeblood of the monk. If it is shattered, at least half of the Tao will be abolished, and sometimes it will only be on the surface, and the inner will be empty, and the true cultivation will be less than 10%.

After Yue Chen washed and changed his clothes, his face was gloomy, and he knew that most of his cultivation was not good. If you want to repair the Lingxi of Yufu, it is not an overnight effort. When he saw the Holy Fire Dragons covered in scars, Yue Chen's face was dazed. You must know that the combat effectiveness of these four little guys now should not be underestimated. It is obviously impossible for the demon beast to cause the four of them to be severely damaged at the same time.

Yue Chen became a little nervous, and the ice dragon sword in his hand shone coldly. After a while, Yue Chen carefully took out a pill bottle, but he didn't mean to take this pill, just his eyes were in a daze.

This is a bottle of spirit pill that Yue Chen has worked hard to refine according to the Dan recipe contained in the notebook of the Taiqing Ancestor Master, and there are three in total. When Yue Chen succeeded in refining, he inadvertently discovered a secret, the notebook of the Taiqing Ancestor should have been copied from somewhere, plus his own understanding and assumptions. And this elixir is the great forbidden elixir of the human race cultivation realm.

Yue Chen also understood the meaning of Elder Haojing's entrustment in the past. That is to let that note not be taken out of the Heavenly Altar again. Because Elder Haojing clearly told Yue Chen that the descendants of the Taiqing Fu Gong after him, like everyone else, did not need to enter the Heavenly Gong Platform to cultivate.

With the powerful talents of Hao Jing and Hao Xian, the two unborn human races, many deeper things are obviously not something that Yue Chen can figure out and predict. From the day Yue Chen became the inheritor of Elder Haojing, the Taiqing line had actually split into two lines. This is the acquiescence of the elders, and it is also the inevitable result of the inheritance of the ancestors. Therefore, in the eyes of Chu Yunyi, Fu Qiyi, Du Chenyi, and even Lu You and others in the same vein, they don't take Yue Chen seriously, even if Yue Chen's contribution is great.

Yue Chen himself knows this better. Therefore, when it came to this choice, he chose to go alone.

Su Shi and the others are equally clear. So, they chose to leave.

"Reversing yin and yang, mixing elements without extremes, bloodthirsty slaughter of nine shadows. ”

"I can't die, and I don't want to die, but this Mixed Yuan Wuji Youdan......"

After a while, Yue Chen took the pill bottle back again.

Suddenly, the Taiji Tiger issued a warning sound of "bluffing", one white and one black like the two instruments of Taiji, rushing forward. The Holy Fire Dragon let out a low roar and soared into the air. The body of the Heavenly Lonely Turtle gradually grew larger, crawling in the direction that the Taiji Tiger rushed to.

Immediately after, a pair of bloodthirsty fangs appeared in his field of vision like a cold light blade. The demon beasts that slowly surrounded them were strong enough to resist the Taiji Tiger. In an instant, the two sides fought together. Watch the Taiji Tiger dodge attacks again and again, risking heavy damage to force back its opponents, watch the Holy Fire Dragon be grabbed by the giant claws that appear in the sky, and watch the giant bear paws slap at the turtle shell.

Yue Chen fell silent.

When the white Taiji Tiger let out a cry of pain, Yue Chen's heart seemed to be pricked with a needle, and the blood veins in his whole body froze. However, at this time, the sober spiritual wisdom told Yue Chen that the Mixed Yuan Wuji Hidden Pill was the absolute forbidden pill and evil pill of the human race's cultivation realm.

"Bang!" the black Tai Chi Tiger was knocked to the ground, and seven demon wolves surrounded it, their blades and fangs forming a circle, wanting to share this rare delicacy.

"Click!" The shell of the Heavenly Lonely Turtle was struck open by another crack. The huge bear paw has infinite power, and even the current turtle is a little unable to resist it. It took all his strength to barely force back the vicious and incomparable demon bears.

The Holy Fire Dragon in the sky was getting smaller and smaller, and the light was getting dimmer and dimmer.

Yue Chen's eyes lit up, staring at the jet-black pill bottle in his palm in a daze.

"I don't have a choice!"

Yue Chen screamed hysterically from the bottom of his heart. Suddenly, a ghostly crystal light and a spirit elixir with the fragrance of blood disappeared into Yue Chen's mouth. In an instant, the broken spirit stream in Yue Chen's Jade Mansion dried up in an instant, and the boundless burning devoured Yue Chen. Yue Chen only felt that he was so thirsty. The next moment, Yue Chen's whole body was red, and there was a red mist all over his body. Yue Chen's blood began to boil and evaporate, and the Ice Dragon Sword in his hand lost its brilliance.

Yue Chen slowly put away the Ice Dragon Sword and took out another sword, the Death Sword Blue Dragon. The Qinglong Sword seemed to have been sensed, and its abundant spiritual power trembled slightly. This fierce sword, which was once famous for killing, was reforged by Yue Chen by chance. Just when Yue Chen began to "mutate", this sword also changed. A breath in Yue Chen's body began to communicate with the Qinglong Sword Soul, and the weak spiritual power slightly suppressed the transpiration of the blood.

Yue Chen lifted the Qinglong Sword and found that he couldn't drive it at all, and after a pause, he rushed towards the demon wolf besieging the Taiji Tiger like crazy. The whole person is like a flame, as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning.

"Poof!" A demon wolf didn't react, but was stabbed a few inches under the skin by the Qinglong Sword. At this moment, the tall and mighty demon wolf turned out to be a wreckage. The essence blood of its whole body was instantly absorbed by the Blue Dragon Sword. Yue Chen didn't have time to take a closer look, only to feel that a stream of essence blood passed through the Qinglong Sword and jumped directly into his veins.

Yue Chen held the Qinglong Sword in his hand and continuously killed the demon wolves besieging the Taiji Tiger. Carry the two Taiji Tigers, who were difficult to support, back to the spirit beast cage. Instead, he attacked the demon bear besieging the Heavenly Lonely Turtle.

As long as there is fresh blood, Yue Chen will be unfavorable. The Qinglong Sword is even more God blocking and slaughtering gods, immortals blocking immortals, and ghosts blocking and killing ghosts.

In just a moment's effort, the nine-headed demon bear also became a bloodless wreckage. The giant-eyed demon eagle in the sky could not escape death. The Holy Fire Dragon, who was saved by Yue Chen, was extremely weak.

"If it weren't for the four of you, I would have died 10,000 times!"

Yue Chen sighed and put the Holy Fire Dragon into the spirit beast cage. I wanted to rest for a while. The essence blood that can be inexplicably "included" by himself is tumbling and steaming again. There was only one word left in Yue Chen's spiritual mind, "blood". If you want to live, you must find a blood source, and it is pure and powerful spiritual blood. For example, these high-level demon beasts that died under the Qinglong Sword were one of the best sources.

"Bloodthirsty Slaughter Nine Shadows!"

Yue Chen smiled dismally, his gaze swept over the Qinglong Sword, and suddenly realized that the Qinglong Sword had awakened, and the greedy and bloodthirsty Qinglong was also smiling at him.

Yue Chen looked around a little and ran briskly in the opposite direction of the bloodstream. Let the blood in the body boil, let that nameless breath devour the essence and blood, let the Divine Dragon Ball change slightly, and the nine golden dragons also want to be bloodthirsty. In short, Yue Chen's world has only become a world of blood.

Sunrise and sunset, natural cycle.

For seven days, Yue Chen didn't know how many demon beasts had died under the Qinglong Sword. Yue Chen only knew that he was becoming more and more bloodthirsty, and the breath hidden in his body gradually had the intention of awakening. The origin of this breath is bloodlust. At the same time, the Divine Dragon Ball also began to mutate, and the nine golden dragons competed with that nameless aura to compete with each other for the xenomorph essence blood in Yue Chen's body.

The tragedy is that these changes have no effect on Yue Chen's Yufu Lingxi. At this moment, Yue Chen, judging from the standards of the human race cultivation realm, is a solid waste. In other words, before repairing the completely disappeared Lingxi, Yue Chen was a wasted person. If it lasts for a long time, Yue Chen has a high probability of becoming a waste material for cultivation. This was the result that Yue Chen did not want to see, and it was also the worst result of the Terran cultivators.

Therefore, Yue Chen was still continuing to pursue a possible source of essence blood, and he had to pursue it.

Sometimes, Yue Chen could even smell the essence and blood breath from a hundred miles away, which was so fragrant and attractive.

And so it went on for more than three months.

On this day, Yue Chen carried the Qinglong Divine Sword and came to a small stream. After clearing the stream, he looked at himself reflected in the water.

"The legendary bloodthirsty demon, is it also so handsome?"

Yue Chen grinned. I simply jumped naked into the clear stream and washed comfortably. Then change into clean clothes and lie down on the big bluestone by the creek and enjoy the rare sunbathing.

At this moment, Yue Chen was able to control his thinking. Thinking about it quietly, it was about to be the fourteenth year of his cultivation, looking back on the wind and rain of more than ten years, Yue Chen laughed. For Yue Chen, the words tragedy and despair have become insignificant. Because Yue Chen found that he couldn't speak, every time he made a sound, it was like a dragon groaning. Moreover, this voice does not belong to itself, it is the breath that is gradually awakening. Yue Chen even felt that his body no longer belonged to him.

For example, I don't know when it started, the scattered xenomorph essence blood all over the body slowly gathered in the Jade Mansion, and the blood beads were like dew beads.

It stands to reason that this change is exactly the situation when the Terran monks broke through from the Hundred Cultivation Realm to the Guanqing Realm, but normally it was the spiritual power formed by the Terran monks who breathed in the aura of heaven and earth. Yue Chen's current situation is that the spiritual power dew has turned into blood beads.

I don't know when it started, in the "Spirit River" between the Spirit Aperture and the Jade Mansion, there was a faint trace of blood floating.

I don't know when it started, the nine golden dragons on the Divine Dragon Ball began to circulate and swallow the essence blood beads.

For a Terran monk, there is no greater sorrow than this. It's just that you can't control your own power, and it's hard to know your own changes.

One thing can only be affirmed, the blood refining of the Dead Sword and Green Dragon has been achieved. This is also the second step that the snake ancestor said, and it is the most difficult step. Because the person who bears the sword is likely to become a sacrifice of blood refining.

Yue Chen glanced at the Qinglong Sword with disgust, knowing that he couldn't do without it.

The weather was fine, and the mood after months of gloom finally improved. Yue Chen tried his best to recall the situation he had been doing for the past few days, and there was nothing else except the lonely bloodthirsty back. Even, even the cultivation that he had never let go of was completely put on hold. This stinky skin is no longer under his control.

Closing your eyes and resting, your lazy body is very comfortable. The Taiji Tiger, who slipped out of the spirit beast cage early, walked out of the Qingxi slowly, crawling beside Yue Chen to breathe in the fresh air. The injuries healed quickly.

Suddenly, a fresh fragrance enters the nose. This aromatic scent of blood made Yue Chen very intoxicated. It's just that this blood aroma is also mixed with other essence and blood smells. In comparison, it is like impurities mixed in.

After a long time, Yue Chen slowly got up, carried the Qinglong Sword, and walked in the direction of the scent of blood.