Chapter 261: Substitute for the Body

"What is this?" the middle-aged man was shocked, this blood-red sword was very familiar to him, and he seemed to have seen it there, or seen it in the classics.

After the sword appeared, the blood that flowed out of Zhao Di involuntarily poured into the sword, and effortlessly sank into the sword body, leaving no trace.

In a moment, a large amount of blood poured into the blood sword, and the dark red runes on the blood sword were surging endlessly, very mysterious, and there was a layer of blood light like substance flowing on the sword body, exuding a strong smell of blood.

"This, isn't this the Demon Realm Blood Shadow Holy Lord's Drinking Immortal Sword, isn't it right, how can the Yuan Infant Cultivation be able to manipulate the Drinking Immortal Sword, this is an imitation of the Drinking Immortal Sword" The middle-aged man was shocked, and when he summoned back the natal magic weapon Qingyun Sword, he was about to turn around and flee towards the entrance of the cave.

Drinking Immortal Sword, known as the blood of drinking immortals, this sword is too famous, even more than a thousand years ago, when he was in his heyday, he couldn't compete with it, not to mention that now, he is just a mid-Yuan Infant monk. Even though the other party is only an imitation in his hand, the power displayed is already very amazing, and it is a wise decision to flee immediately

Not only him, but the "mixed yuanzi" in the warm divine jade worn by Zhao Di's waist was not under him.

What is the origin of this beautiful young man who cooperates with him, and there is such a treasure of the Demon Gate

It didn't take long, because the immortal cultivator's physique was far superior to ordinary people, and the wounds also coagulated extremely quickly, and soon these wounds on Zhao Di's arms naturally coagulated, and there was no longer blood flowing out.

"Death" Zhao Di roared frantically, the bloodthirsty anger in his red eyes was not like a human being.

At the same time, he suddenly waved the sword in his hand, and all the blood light flowing in the sword body gushed out, turning into a long blood light and cutting out, cutting into the waist of the middle-aged man dozens of zhang away. There is exactly where the dantian is, and the middle-aged condensed Yuan Infant is generally here.

The power of this slash is several times more powerful than the god-killing sword that was cast by the illusion invisible back then

After all, it was a blow from the late-stage monks in the Soul Burning State with all their might, and only with such power could it pose a real threat to the monks in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period

As the sword light approached, the middle-aged man only felt that the spiritual power around his body was tight and rock-solid, and it was difficult to mobilize and dodge

The blood-red sword light flashed, without the slightest obstruction or sound, and the middle-aged man was cut in two.

The blood light was inexhaustible, and it flew out one after another, flattening the rocks one by one, and finally submerged into the mountain wall, I don't know how deep it cut.

However, at this moment, more than ten zhang away, a middle-aged figure appeared again, at this time, his face was extremely pale, and even his breathing was very short.

And the original two middle-aged corpses had a flash of inspiration, turning into the upper and lower halves of a wooden figure the size of a foot. This wooden figure is very exquisitely carved, and its appearance is the same as that of a middle-aged person.

"He actually found this kind of treasure for the robbery wood, and also refined the body of the robbery" In Zhao Di's divine sense, the voice of "Mixed Yuanzi" came, "However, this treasure has not been refined for hundreds of years, and it cannot be used at will, he forcibly drove this treasure to block the robbery, and the loss of essence blood and spiritual power must be very serious in a short period of time." ”

The middle-aged man took advantage of the power of the opponent's blood sword to temporarily consume seventy-seven eighty-eight, and without looking back, he turned into a ray of light and fled outside the cave.

Zhao Di put away the Ice Wind Jiao and turned into a purple light to chase after him, but the middle-aged man's speed was even faster, and the two of them flew out of the cave in an instant.

The middle-aged man directly passed through the prohibition with the fastest escape technique, and flew away to the west.

Zhao Di was blocked by the ban and could not be pursued.

"Get out of here," Zhao Di shouted at the monks who were outside the prohibition and below.

Some people with flexible brains used Zhao Di's orders, and as early as when the middle-aged people fled in embarrassment, they had already scattered quickly.

And there were two wooden guys, who were still hesitating to stop Zhao Di with the help of the magic circle, but they were swung down by the bloodthirsty and crazy Zhao Di at this time, and the blood-colored red light slashed out, penetrating the protective light shield with little effort and cutting the two people into several pieces together with the magic weapon.

But the mask then healed quickly with the help of the power of the magic circle.

"Master, attack the light mask twenty feet to the right. Youruo's voice sounded in Zhao Di's divine sense.

Although he fell into madness, Zhao Di's divine sense was still awake, and according to what Youruo said, the god-killing sword slashed twice in a row, and the light shield actually shattered a big hole, and he immediately rushed out of it and put away the god-killing sword.

The red eyes looked at the direction of the middle-aged man's escape from a distance, and the madness on Zhao Di's face gradually faded, revealing a thoughtful expression.

The opponent's speed is extremely fast, obviously difficult to catch up, and his soul-burning state can't support it for too long, and it's only a few hours. In such a short period of time, it is definitely impossible to catch up and kill this person.

If he waited for the soul-burning state to disappear and encountered this seriously injured middle-aged man again, I am afraid that Zhao Di himself would not be able to take any advantage. If the middle-aged man recovers some injuries slightly, then he is even more unlucky.

Zhao Di took out the magic weapon of the Thousand Feather Crane and threw it out, and the latter immediately turned into a white crane the size of a zhang Xu and floated in front of Zhao Di.

Zhao Di jumped lightly, stepped on the Thousand Feather Crane, and violently poured a large amount of spiritual power into the Thousand Feather Crane in his feet, and the latter had a green fan with two wings, with a fresh breeze, turned into a white light, and flew away quickly.

The speed is on par with the middle-aged people in the middle of the Yuan Infant who are flying away with all their might

The middle-aged man flew to the west, and Zhao Di headed east.

An hour or two later, he flew out of Zhao Land for thousands of miles, changed direction, and flew northeast.

Before the end of the Soul Burning State, with the help of this flying magic weapon, Zhao Di flew away twenty or thirty thousand miles.

Then he randomly found a deep mountain barren ridge and used the earth escape technique to sneak into the belly of the mountain for hundreds of zhang.

Zhao Di used the Dream Glass Sword to dig a cave of tens of zhang in size very quickly, and ordered the second daughter to lay a hidden magic circle here to ensure that nothing went wrong.

As for himself, he had to immediately meditate and recuperate for a long time before he could gradually digest the consequences of the overdraft of his body and spiritual power after the end of the soul-burning state.

He had witnessed the painful feeling of ending the soul-burning state once.

"Mengli, what you have experienced, I also want to feel it once, last time I helped you, but I have no one to help me, only Mengli is in the spirit of the sky, and protects me in the dark. Zhao Di thought with a wry smile in his heart.

Not long after, the red flames on Zhao Di's body fell, the red color in his eyes gradually faded, and Zhao Di's face was exaggeratedly distorted due to extreme pain.

"Hey, it's really amazing, Mengli, how did you survive in the first place" Zhao Di was still smiling bitterly in his heart.

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A few months later, in the cave, Zhao Di finally stood up.

"Hehe, Daoyou has finally recovered Daoyou was bold and decisive at a critical juncture, and used the Soul Burning Technique at any cost, and finally escaped, and I also admired it very much" In the warm god jade, the voice of the mixed yuan came out.

Zhao Di smiled slightly, and said: "Although I have temporarily avoided the pursuit of that person, but the Shouyuan in Xia has only been more than a hundred years, if you can't advance to the Yuan Infant Stage extremely quickly and double the Shouyuan again, then a few years later, there will be a pile of loess in the Xia." And Your Excellency, you can't expect anyone to perform the soul restoration technique for you and regain your body. ”

"One wins, one loses. I naturally understand this simple truth. Now that Daoyou and I are in the same boat, I will naturally not hide my secrets, and I will do my best to help Daoyou impact Yuanying Avenue. With Daoyou's extraordinary net worth and strength, it is not impossible to condense the Yuan Infant within a hundred years" The tone of the "mixed Yuanzi" did not seem to be pure comfort, but he was very confident in Zhao Di.

"Together, it's just that your identity and background are so many secrets that it is difficult to settle down in your heart. Zhao Di responded coldly.

"Is Your Excellency really an ordinary late-stage cultivator of the Yudan? If so, how can you guide the soul of a Jindan-stage monk in the impact of the Yuanying and subsequent cultivation, and how long can the soul of a Yudan-stage monk survive, and can it wait until the day when it reaches the late Yuanying stage and performs the Soul Returning Technique?"

"Mixed Yuanzi" was silent for a long time, and then said with a sigh: "I am indeed not an ordinary monk of the Yudan period, nor is I a monk of the Yuan Infant stage, more than a thousand years ago, my cultivation was far above the imagination of Taoist friends. But at this time, in addition to his memory, his strength cultivation is indeed just an ordinary late-stage soul with a long lifespan, and he cannot pose any threat to Daoists. ”

"As for my identity more than a thousand years ago, I won't know if I say it. Since there is no harm to Daoists, why don't Daoists keep a little secret? ”

Zhao nodded, agreeing to the other party's reservation, he just wanted to confirm that this soul could indeed provide him with a lot of guidance and help, and it was enough to benefit his cultivation.

As for the other party's secret, since the other party is unwilling to elaborate, he can't force it. As for soul searching, I believe that with the other party's means, there is naturally a way to make the soul stick to the divine sense, and rashly searching for the soul can only cause its soul to fly away, and it will not be able to get more information. Such a result is not beneficial to Zhao Di at all.

As long as you keep the other party by your side, you will not only have the follow-up Mixed Yuan Technique exercises, but also have a brain tank with rich experience. And those things that Zhao Di is very interested in can also be slowly inquired and asked by him in the future.

And Zhao Di's own secret, of course, will be careful and will never let the other party find out.

So Zhao Di said: "The seniors respect their own suggestions, and they also agree with each other. In the future, the identity of the seniors, the seniors are unwilling to say, and they will not be asked. However, when it comes to cultivation, I would like to ask my seniors for advice."

"Of course" Mixed Yuanzi said with a smile: "Not to mention anything else, it is just a special means to impact Yuanying and greatly improve the success rate, and I know no less than seven or eight"

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