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Chapter 51: Blood Spirit Orb

This sword is not a sword slashing supernatural power, but it has swept the wind and clouds, and a trace of sword qi is scattered. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Hong Chixing looked at this sword, and immediately he remembered the sword last night, and suddenly, his scalp was numb, and he did not hesitate to speed up at this moment, wanting to avoid this sword.

"Damn, this Wang Cheng actually dares to chase and kill me......" Hong Chixing's face was extremely ugly, Wang Cheng's sword yesterday made a deep impression on him, at this moment he was seriously injured and wanted to block that kind of sword again The price to pay is very great, maybe he will die......

"No way. Hong Chixing roared inwardly, feeling the fluctuations behind him, he felt like he was in an ice cave, this feeling was extremely bad, and it generally represented a harbinger of death.

"It's impossible for my foundation building monk to be killed by condensation!" his eyes gradually became bloodshot, and when he looked back, he immediately saw the sword light.

This sword light was extremely fast, and it came in the blink of an eye.

"High-grade spiritual weapon, explode it for me!!"

Hong Chixing let out a low shout, he slapped the storage bag, and a spiritual weapon that exuded a strong spiritual light flew out, this spiritual weapon was a spear, and it immediately began to explode when it appeared at this moment!

The roaring sound echoed through the heavens and the earth, and for a while, the wind and clouds rolled, making this spirit weapon explode like a thunderous roar.

The top-grade spirit weapon, this is the pinnacle grade in the condensation, and its self-explosion is extremely powerful, and it is absolutely impossible to resist under the foundation.

It wasn't until the time of a cup of tea passed, the fluctuations of the self-detonation of the high-grade spirit weapon slowly stopped, Hong Chixing stopped, he glanced behind him, and a sneer appeared on his face, but the next moment his smile condensed on his face.

"It's not dead...... What kind of treasure do you have......" Hong Chixing looked at Wang Cheng's galloping figure, and his expression revealed fear for the first time.

Wang Cheng didn't speak, he looked at Hong Chixing coldly, and with a wave of the sword in his right hand, a sword qi condensed, and roared towards Hong Chixing.

After doing this, there was almost no stop, Wang Cheng directly erupted with the spiritual intent of the sword mark in his eyebrows, and suddenly a shocking sword intent emanated from his body.

This sword intent seems majestic, but in fact there is only a trace of it, this is the essence of this spiritual intent in Wang Cheng's sword seal, and at this moment, it turned into a phantom sword, and it burst out with a terrifying speed in an instant.

Hong Chixing struggled to block the sword qi, and at this moment his expression changed wildly, and Wang Cheng's figure appeared behind him.

"This sword intent...... Could it be that treasure!" Hong Chixing's heart was shocked, and he patted the storage bag without thinking, and a blood-colored jade slip appeared.

"If you are looking for death yourself, then go and die!"

He sneered, and under Wang Cheng's cold gaze, he directly crushed the blood-colored jade slip, but at the moment when he had just crushed it, an illusory sword shadow suddenly pierced through his eyebrows. Suddenly, he looked at Wang Cheng in a daze, and lost the ability to speak for a while......

Wang Cheng took a deep breath, the sword mark in the center of his eyebrows flashed, and the illusory sword shadow melted into the center of his eyebrows. In fact, this spiritual attack is his most powerful method, because outsiders can't see this sword mark, so he can completely surprise him.

Hong Chixing's eyes were blank, the blood in the center of his eyebrows flowed out and turned into a blood stain, and the next moment, the breath of his whole body began to fall silent...... His life was cut off at this moment!

At the same time, the blood-colored jade slip also dissipated, turning into a streamer and didn't know where to fly.

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Blood Refining Sect, this sect's mountain gate is extremely vast, although it is not as good as the Spirit Desolate Sect, but its momentum is very magnificent, at this moment on the Blood Refining Sect Ancestor Peak, in a cave, an old man in blood-colored robes, exuding twilight, as if he was about to die, walked out of the cave.

His breath was strong and earth-shattering, and the two lines of blood and tears on his old face were shocking!

Being able to live in this Ancestral Peak Cave Mansion, this person is the Blood Refining Ancestor!

He existed for so many years that no one knew his name, but his surname was remembered by countless people, and he ...... Surname Hong!

Hong Chixing is his only descendant!

Maybe his appearance was too sudden, and many powerhouses of the Blood Refining Sect felt his aura at this moment, and their eyes looked at him one after another.

"The ancestor is out of the customs...... Something big to announce!"

"I still remember that the last time my ancestor went out was ten years ago, and it used to be out once every few decades, and this time I am afraid that it will be extraordin......ary."

Blood Refining Ancestor, his cultivation was the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant Stage many years ago, and at this moment, he had blood and tears, and appeared in the mid-air of the Ancestral Peak, and in his hand, a blood-colored light flickered.

"Okay......

"The old man's line!Who is it!Who killed the old man's grandson!" The Blood Refining Ancestor was full of momentum, and a bloody light full of dead silence lit up from his body.

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky began to roll, the thunder roared, and the roar echoed through the heavens and the earth. The Blood Refining Ancestor shed blood and tears, and under the gaze of countless disciples, it directly dissipated into the sect......

This is teleportation...... A supernatural power that can only be mastered in the realm of Yuan Ying!

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Killing, this is not the first time Wang Cheng has killed, but this time he killed a foundation building monk......

Grabbing Hong Chixing's corpse, Wang Cheng quickly landed on a mountain peak, he put Hong Chixing's corpse on the ground, and began to think about it with his expression.

He didn't know Hong Chixing's identity, so he hadn't realized anything at the moment, but even so, a faint feeling of panic came to his heart.

This Hong Chi Xing is a person from the Blood Refining Sect, and he has also cultivated the art of blood spirits...... This kind of identity is definitely not low within the Blood Refining Sect.

But even so, now that he's dead, who knows he killed himself?

Thinking of this, Wang Cheng suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, he looked at Hong Chixing's corpse, and finally his eyes fell on the storage bag on his waist.

This storage bag looked a little old, Wang Cheng tore it off, and after taking a few closer looks, his divine sense penetrated into it, and immediately he saw all the items in this storage bag.

Wang Cheng's face showed joy, there was a blood spirit bead in this storage bag, which was placed in a corner at random, so that he could see this bead at a glance, in addition, there were many spiritual weapons in this storage bag.

Most of these spiritual weapons are medium-grade, and there are only three flying swords in high-grade spiritual weapons, and other than that, Wang Cheng has not seen other items.

After a little silence, Wang Cheng was a little distracted, this Hongchi Xing is also a foundation building monk, it is so shabby, originally he was expecting to see some spiritual treasures, but he couldn't help but be a little disappointed at the moment.

Lingbao, that is a more advanced magic weapon than a spiritual weapon, but Wang Cheng knows that even the most low-level spiritual treasure cannot be used unless it is cultivated to reach the foundation.

Moreover, in Hong Chixing's storage bag, there was not even a spirit stone, Wang Cheng was silent for a long time, and finally he was speechless for a long time, he was worried that the other party had a strong background in the Blood Refining Sect, but at this moment, it can be seen from this storage bag that this Hong Chixing's identity may not be very high.

Thinking of this, Wang Cheng completely calmed down, anyway, the person has been killed by him, even if the other party is really a great character, it has nothing to do with him, and no one will know that it was he who killed him.

After putting Hong Chixing's storage bag into his storage bag, Wang Cheng glanced around, now that the blood spirit bead had been found, looking for his mother was what he had to do.

However, Wang Cheng is not in a hurry, after the events of the past few days, his cultivation has shown signs of breakthrough, and the immortal seal in the sea has been helping him absorb the aura independently, at this moment in his dantian, the aura has been saturated, and if you want to go further, you need to retreat and break through.

After thinking about it, Wang Cheng decided to break through the cultivation first and then go to find his mother, although with his current cultivation, mortals can hardly cause him harm, but when he encounters monks, especially the foundation monks, his fate is still a dead end......

I haven't seen him for more than ten years, and Wang Cheng doesn't know if his mother is okay now, or if she no longer exists...... But whether it is dead or alive, he must find it!

After making up his mind, he immediately began to retreat, sitting on this deserted mountain peak, seven days passed in a blink of an eye, seven days of cultivation, Wang Cheng's state gradually returned to the peak, and after another seven days, his cultivation suddenly reached the fifth layer of condensation in the early morning of this day.

In more than a year, he went from the fourth layer of condensation to the fifth layer of condensation, and at this rate, if he wants to build a foundation, it will take at least seven or eight years in time......

If it weren't for the blessing of the immortal seal, Wang Cheng knew very well that with his qualifications, if he wanted to achieve the foundation building, there would be almost no hope without half a jiazi.

Compared with the fifth layer of condensation qi and the fourth layer of condensation qi, Wang Cheng's strength has been enhanced to a certain extent, and the gap between him and the foundation building realm has also been slightly shortened.

Feeling the changes in his own cultivation, Wang Cheng had a little more expectation for his future cultivation, but soon, the idea of finding his mother in his heart reached the extreme.

After taking out the blood spirit bead from the storage bag, Wang Cheng bit his finger and dripped a drop of his own blood on it, and the next moment, three blood lights lit up, Wang Cheng looked at it silently, and then his expression suddenly became happy.

These three blood rays are like three silk threads exuding the same root and the same origin, obviously these are three inductions of the same bloodline, one of them is connected to him, obviously it represents his bloodline induction, at the same time, the other two are a little vaguely pointed in one direction, that direction is Zhou Guo.

Almost without hesitation, the aura in Wang Cheng's body moved, and the spirit magic was exerted, and his figure turned into a long rainbow and flew towards the Zhou Kingdom, and his path to finding his mother became clear at this moment.

The speed of flight is always fast, and after a few hours, Wang Cheng appeared outside the border city of Zhou, and he took out the blood spirit bead again, and at this moment, the two blood lines became clear, pointing directly at a city in Zhou.

"Seventy miles...... Ninety-three miles ......"

Wang Cheng groaned, his consciousness moved slightly, and he began to deduce the approximate distance of the place where the blood spirit bead was directing, and after a while, his expression showed a trace of exhaustion, but his eyes brightened.

"To the southeast, a hundred miles!" he muttered, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and at this moment he smiled like a wanderer returning home.

This smile is special, which makes Wang Cheng look at the cold and arrogant character at this moment, and become extremely simple, like a lost child who finally returned to his home after hardships......

"Mother...... I'm coming......" He turned into Changhong, and walked in the direction of the extension at a rapid speed, unconsciously, as he kept getting closer, tears flowed from his eyes, and later, his body began to tremble, and he almost fell from the sky unsteadily.