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"Oops!" Fang Yang's heart sank, he was extremely anxious, his heart was full of unwillingness, frantically urging the power of cultivation, but he still couldn't shake the blood talisman refining array in the slightest.

After all, the difference between his cultivation and that of the Blood Spirit Son was too great, and he had fought bloodily all the way, and he was already seriously injured.

Liu Meier is also pretty and pale.

Death is coming!

But at this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the blood rune refining array.

"Huh?" Fang Yang was instantly startled and looked at him in amazement.

"Hey...... Blood Rune Refining Array?" The black shadow sneered, with an indescribable sarcasm. In the faint words, the endless black ash qi around the black shadow escaped, instantly polluting the blood talisman refining array.

In an instant, the blood talisman in the sky was corrupted, and all of them were dimmed and gradually disappeared.

The suppression of Fang Yang and Liu Mei'er by the Blood Talisman Refining Array disappeared in an instant.

The two tacitly converged and looked at the dark shadow vigilantly.

With this, I don't know how many times I took out the jade sword teleportation charm and tried to excite it. As a result, it is still useless.

"What?" Blood Lingzi was shocked and angry: "Who dares to spoil the good deeds of this seat?"

"The one who killed you. In the cold words of the black shadow, he took one step at a time, as if he was weak, but in an instant, he was in front of the blood spirit son.

"Boom!" Blood Lingzi bombarded with a punch, and the black shadow did not dodge or dodge, allowing Blood Lingzi to blow down with a punch. But a strange scene appeared, the black shadow was motionless, but the blood spirit son was dim in pain, and finally dissipated, the whole body was gray, and his face was also sallow, as if he was seriously ill in this instant.

"You...... How is it possible? I'm the Misty Spirit Sect Blood Spirit Son, how could I ......" The Blood Spirit Son panicked.

The black ash qi condensed into ropes, binding him, and he couldn't even move, but he fell into Fang Yang and Liu Mei'er's previous situation.

"Hehe, it's just a weakened version of the spirit vein foundation test, do you really take yourself too seriously?"

"What? How do you know?" Blood Lingzi's face changed.

"Hehe, the cultivation of the five veins of heaven and earth spirits, the old man is the cultivation of human connections, how can he not know the existence of spiritual veins?"

"What? you...... Are you a cultivator of connections? You also have the idea of fighting Xinglin Waterfall?"

"Haha, joke, the idea of beating the Apricot Grove Waterfall? The old man is the cultivator of the Apricot Grove Waterfall, how can he talk about the idea of the Apricot Grove Waterfall?"

"What? You are the cultivator of the Apricot Forest Waterfall? How is this possible? Just a mere Apricot Forest Waterfall ......" Blood Lingzi was shocked.

"Hmph, just an apricot forest waterfall? What a big breath, although the sects of the Beishan Alliance have the cultivation of connections, they only have the method of refining qi and building the foundation of connections, and as for the connections to form a pill, they don't have it at all. Moreover, even if it is the method of refining qi and building the foundation of connections, there are only one or two people in each generation.

Such an immortal sect, in the vast cultivation realm, can only be regarded as a small door. My Apricot Forest Waterfall is also something that you can discuss?" said the black shadow coldly.

"What? Xinglin Waterfall is not the only one who cultivates connections?" Blood Lingzi seemed to guess something, and said in a trembling voice.

"That's right. The black shadow bowed slightly.

"If so, if you have sinned before, you will also hope that your Taoist friends will atone for their sins. Since Daoist friends know the secret of the spiritual vein, they must know that the cultivation of the spiritual vein has a special status in all the sects of the Beishan League.

As long as Daoist friends are willing to let me go, I am willing to make a blood oath, as long as this seat is in one day, the Fog Spirit Gate will not infringe on your sect for a day, and the cultivation world is valued by peace, how?"

"Haha, that's funny. The black shadow laughed wildly: "If you are a spiritual vein foundation cultivator, maybe the old man will consider this." But you are just a mere spiritual vein refining qi and refining body cultivation, and your status is only a step higher than the cultivation of the mortal vein foundation, how can you be qualified to represent the Fog Spirit Gate?

Hmph, you kill my Xinglin Waterfall disciples in front, and try to deceive the old man in the back, it's not a pity to die!"

The murderous aura is undoubted.

"No, you can't ......," the Blood Spirit Son exclaimed.

"Hum ......" The black ash qi seemed to be alive, dancing wildly, and burrowed into the body of the blood spirit son.

"Ah...... Old puppet, you don't want to die well!Blood Spirit Resentment, Kill, Kill, Kill!" The Blood Spirit Son roared angrily, and his body exploded, and five black blood lights emerged.

Four of them were condensed with black blood light, while the fifth was still lacking. Every ray of black blood light has a palpitating resentment dissipating.

"Die, die, die!"

In the light of black blood, there was an astonishing resentment erupting.

"Boom!" In an instant, all five black blood rays of light slammed into the black shadow.

"Hmph, what about the foundation of connections? Under the resentment of my blood spirit, the Jin Dan of the Jindan Ancestor will be ignorant. Today next year is the day of your death, Ha ......" The Blood Spirit Son Yuan Shen was suspended in mid-air and laughed wildly, and his madness was fully revealed, and his Yuan Shen Spiritual Light was extremely weak and could be extinguished at any time.

"Boom!" The black blood light all blasted into the black shadow's body, and the black shadow was unharmed, but laughed heartily: "Yes, although you are only a half-baked spirit vein, this blood spirit resentment has precipitated well, and the taste is okay." ”

"What? you...... You actually devoured the resentment of the blood spirit? impossible! This is impossible! The technique of the spiritual vein is very strong, and the resentment of the blood spirit is even more of a method of defeating the strong with the weak, and ending up together, how can you ......" The blood spirit son Yuan Shen howled in despair.

With a "poof", the primordial spirit was annihilated, and the blood spirit fell.

"Huh...... Fools with superficial vision. The black shadow sneered: "The old man is based on the sickness in his connections, if the old man is a pill, what is condensed is the pill of the disease, and the resentment of the blood spirit, what is it?"

It's a pity that the blood spirit son can't hear this sentence anymore.

Fang Yang and Liu Meier were all stunned.

This blood spirit son is fierce enough, and even the third son, who was arrogant and stepped into the foundation with a secret method, was killed by him in an instant. Both of them exhausted all means, but they could not escape death.

Unexpectedly, a black shadow cultivator was killed halfway, and the blood spirit child was easily destroyed. And listening to the meaning of this guy's words, he is actually the cultivation of Xinglin Waterfall?

Xinglin Waterfall, not only the mountain owner is the cultivation of the foundation?

Moreover, what is the foundation of the five veins of heaven and earth, spirits, and people?

There were many changes and too much information, so that Fang Yang, Liu Mei'er, and other absolute elites in Qi refining cultivation were all stunned and stood stunned for a while.

"Huh...... Very interesting two little guys. The dark shadow smiled lightly, as if looking at the two of them.

Suddenly, the pores of Fang Yang's body exploded, as if he was facing a great enemy.

If this black shadow is really the cultivation of the Apricot Forest Waterfall, Liu Mei'er may be fine, but it is difficult for him to say. After all, he knew a lot about the secrets of the Apricot Grove Waterfall.

The other party may kill people.

Tiening the hope of survival to the hands of others is not Fang Yang's character.

Trapped beasts are still fighting!

Even if you are defeated, in order to survive, there is only one battle!