Flying all the way, Zhang Ran was still quite dissatisfied, after all, it was a small spirit vein. I want to know this to others, I am afraid that he will be scolded to death, if this is a large spirit mine, where can it be his turn.

Dozens of miles of Sunset Ridge, speaking of which, it has arrived. Halfway up the mountainside, dozens of caves have been dug up, up and down three floors, one next to the other. Looking at its scale, it looks like a small sect. Unexpectedly, in a small Sunset Ridge, there are so many demon cultivators cultivating here. This kind of cultivation method that was gathered together was different from what Zhang Ran imagined, because only Terran cultivators were like this. The demon cultivator should be in his own clan, how could there be so many demon cultivators who came here to open up the cave mansion.

Below the cave, there are dozens of demon generals roaring loudly, arguing loudly. One by one, the emotions were turbulent, and they raised their arms and stretched out their fists. Seeing Zhang Ran coming, he was even more ill-intentioned. Previously, I had heard the demon cultivators of the Demon Spirit Realm say, could it be that they were fighting for the blood of the inheritance? But where is the blood of the inheritance, Zhang Ran was dizzy.

On the periphery of this group of demon generals, there are a few demon generals, dangling around, as if they are unwilling to join the group of demon generals who are overwhelming. The Demon Spirit Realm has cultivated to the realm of demon generals, and it is generally difficult to distinguish between the appearance and the human race, and it is also difficult to judge which clan these demon generals belong to. Zhang Ran walked up to a few people and inquired about them.

Zhang Ran arched his hand and greeted: "Fellow Daoists, why are there so many caves on this mountainside?"

A kind-looking demon general smiled and asked, "Isn't Daoist from the Wasteland Demon Realm?"

Zhang Ran said with a smile: "Hehe, Ben Jiang is withdrawn by nature, and he usually doesn't go out often, and when he sees that there are many caves, he will inevitably be curious." ”

"I see. These caves are not places of cultivation, but places of fall. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the cave.

"Why do you say this? Do you have to sit here? There is a way, where the green mountains do not bury their bones. Zhang Ran became more and more curious.

"Open a cave here and wait for death, most of them are some loose cultivators with no tribal background, like us. Although the bloodline is low, it is possible to leave a drop of inherited blood for those who are destined. The demon general sighed, looking very helpless.

Zhang Ran finally understood, and unconsciously gave birth to a trace of respect in his heart. The reason why these scattered cultivators who have no status choose to fall here is also to not waste a drop of essence blood that they have worked so hard to cultivate. The demon clan also has affection and righteousness, Zhang Ran changed his past views on demon cultivation.

"You see, most of the people around in front of you are loose cultivators or from nameless small tribes, and they are also fighting for this drop of essence blood. ”

Zhang Ran thought for a while and said, "But I don't know who is about to fall this time?

When the good-faced demon general heard this, he looked pity, and said: "If this person hadn't been injured back then, I'm afraid he would have entered the demon king earlier." Now it is the False Dan Consummation Realm, and it is also considered the top among the demon generals. I heard that this old man has a descendant, and his blood is not low, so he will probably leave it to his juniors. ”

The purchase price of the demon race is different from that of the human race. If the demon general wants to enter the demon king realm, the essence blood of his body will condense into a demon pill. If it is disturbed by an accident, it is about to turn into the essence blood of the demon pill, which is only condensed but not real, it is called a fake pill.

The two of them were talking lively, and the group of demon cultivators on the opposite side were already impatient to move. Zhang Ran and the demons took a few steps back sharply to avoid being attacked by the pond fish.

Swords, guns, sticks, wind blades, poisonous arrows, you come and go, you really don't die. A demon general with a halberd in his hand, relying on his iron-like body and bravery, knocked down several demon generals who attacked him one by one. As soon as he reached out and wiped the blood stains on his face, a huge wind blade directly cut his head away, and the blood jets sprayed into the sky, but his body stood resolutely. The demon general who kept casting the wind blade thought he had a plan, but unexpectedly, a mace full of steel nails smashed his head to pieces.

The impact of weapons, the poisonous arrow wind blade of cold attack, the angry and ferocious roar, the painful **. Even if the last drop of blood is shed, that drop of inherited blood must be snatched. Although his own bloodline is thin, who has no family descendants, there are also a few bloodline levels that are not low. Not for yourself, but also for the descendants of your weak tribes.

The afterglow of the dusk sunset reflected the pools of blood on the ground. This blood-soaked land, dried by the setting sun and cold winds. After a while, fresh blood soaked it in a wet soak. Blood and tears were buried at the foot of this sunset mountain.

The demons will only care about the fight to the death, and if they die, they will have one less competitor. Unexpectedly, Zhang Ran's divine consciousness sensed a small body, holding a talisman, and alertly flashed to the cave of the dying demon general. As soon as the faint white light lit up, the figure disappeared into it.

"Kid, you're finally here. A feeble voice rang out.

A young man with long narrow eyes, a pale face, and a slender mouth rushed to the voice, knelt down, and choked up: "Grandpa, Bai'er, Bai'er can finally see your old man, woo woo......"

The dying demon general stretched out a dry hand and rubbed the young man's head, his eyes full of love, and a sad old tear flowed.

The old man said: "Grandpa left this drop of inheritance essence blood to you, and I don't know if it's good or not." If you can't keep it, give it to someone else, and you can save your own life. ”

The young man's eyes were resolute, and he said, "No! This drop of essence blood will never be allowed to fall into the hands of others! Even if it is death!"

"Hey, if you think so, grandpa won't stop you. Life or death is your own choice. ”

The old man suddenly shouted loudly and said, "Bai'er, quickly catch the jade bottle!"

The old man's originally old and dark face turned blood red, and a drop of essence blood full of majestic vitality was forced out of his chest by him, and he reluctantly circled around the old man.

The young man hurriedly opened the jade box, the old man stretched out his hand and pointed, the drop of sperm blood shot into the jade box, and a spirit sealing talisman was pasted on the jade box. Just now, he was still full of blood, but in the blink of an eye, this old man's expression withered, his shape was erect, and a lot of white hair fell out.

"Son, go quickly, and in a few moments someone will come in. Well, I hope you'll survive this catastrophe. With that, he tilted his head to the side, and his more than 200 years of practice were wiped out.

The young man cried, kowtowed respectfully nine times, took the jade box into his arms, picked up the talisman, and ran to the entrance of the cave.

Outside the cave, the stumps in one place were severed and their heads were rolling. I don't know who was the first to spot the boy who flashed out of the cave, screamed wildly, and threw himself at the boy. When the young man saw it, he desperately fled towards a place where there were few people.

A flying fork went straight to the young man's back, and seeing that the young man would be nailed to death, a light blue sword light knocked the flying fork open. How could the young man have the kung fu to pay attention to his back, a belief in escape forced him to use all his strength to escape!

If he didn't make a move, this young man would definitely not be able to survive, and he didn't want to interfere, but he was moved by this young man's fearless courage.

After knocking down several weapons one after another, Zhang Ran released Bai Yuzhou, and with a "whoosh" sound, stopped beside the young man. Stretching out his hand, the white jade boat rose into the sky, and a brilliant white light swept across the sky above the forest, disappearing in an instant.

The demon generals on the ground were furious, and the essence blood that was about to arrive was robbed halfway.

The young man was about to resist, but he was firmly pressed by a powerful aura, and his whole body couldn't move. Tears flowed down, he couldn't keep the inheritance left by his grandfather, he hated, he was really useless!

Zhang Ran ignored the fire-breathing young man with his eyes, took out the jade map, and checked the direction of flight. Unexpectedly, this way flew out, and it was already out of the range of the Green Wolf Valley, and it was only a few hundred miles away from the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range. The white jade flying boat landed in a deep rift, took the boy out of the flying boat, and looked at him with a smile.

The young man looked stubborn, staring at Zhang Ran without blinking his vigilant eyes.

Zhang Ran smiled slightly and said, "I didn't save you, but just to rob you of the essence blood in your hands, just to do you a favor." ”

The young man's face was suspicious, could there be such a good thing? I don't know if what the demon general in front of him said is true or false.

"Hehe, don't you believe it?" Zhang Ran took out the breath bead in his arms and released the breath of the human race.

"This time, the blood of inheritance is extremely precious to your demon race, but it is useless to the human race. After speaking, he put the breath bead into his arms and restored the breath of the demon clan.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, this person didn't lie to himself, but he didn't understand why this Terran monk wanted to help him get out of danger. Besides, apart from this drop of essence and blood, there is nothing on his body that can arouse his interest.

Zhang Ran didn't pay much attention to the young man's struggling eyes, released a flying sword, and continued to dig on the cliff wall of the canyon. The time is not long, and the cave mansion that can accommodate two people will be completed in an instant.

Zhang Ran waved his hand at him, and the young man followed him into the cave. A water and fire formation, guarding the entrance of the cave, thinking about it, he slapped a phantom talisman on the magic circle. A white mist obscured the entrance to the cave.

"You've got this drop of inherited blood, I'm afraid you'll have to refine it for a while. As for me, I also have to cultivate. Well, what do you want me to do? After saying that, he left a transmission note.

"Will it work?" the boy nodded.

The young man believed it all now, and he was infinitely grateful to this Terran monk, and he handed in good luck.

Zhang Ran added another prohibition around him, took out the futon from the storage bag, and sat down cross-legged. Since entering the Demon Domain, the harvest has been quite large, especially the thirty-seven spirit crystal chalcedony. No matter how good something is, it has to be turned into strength.

As soon as his divine sense moved, Zhang Ran took out the jade box, opened the spirit sealing talisman, took out seven marrow crystals with great care, and pasted the spirit sealing talisman again.

As soon as he pinched the "Spirit Explosion Formula", the seven spirit crystals exploded with a "bang", and the outrageously dense pure aura seemed to choke Zhang Ran to death.