Yangzhou City.

After Yang Guang left, Wu Xin did not leave immediately, nor did he follow secretly, but chose to retreat, just in the mansion.

In the secret room, Wu Xin waved his hand and took out the corpse of the Guangci Divine Monk, as well as a fist-sized mass of blood blooming with brilliant golden light. A heart that looks like a work of art, like a piece of pure gold. 、

Although it is a lifeless corpse, it is still extremely coercive, comparable to the peak monk of God Refining who is exerting coercion, the hole in his chest is covered with blood, but it does not flow very slowly, it is not a normal person's blood gurgling, and it has even obviously stopped bleeding, it seems that the Guangci Monk is still alive.

In addition, Wu Xin can still feel that the heart in his hand is still beating, which is quite magical.

This is the immortal.

"Star Absorbing Dafa!"

Wu Xin didn't observe or perceive much, and pressed his right hand on the heart of the corpse.

The red and golden blood appeared, slowly being sucked out, as if it was living blood, very reluctantly.

You must know that if you were an ordinary person, your heart would have been beaten out of your chest, and it would have been bloody. How can it be like now, vigorously sucking and pulling is extremely slow, such as heavy water and molten iron.

Time passes......

It is estimated that in four or five hours, Wu Xin basically sucked up the blood of the corpse, and the blood gathered up to the size of a human being, weighing a thousand catties, even with Wu Xin's spiritual power of great literary cultivation, it was a little unbearable.

In addition, the blood was drained, but the corpse did not dry up and turned into a dry corpse, only the skin was a little duller, and the muscles were still full.

Through the hole in his chest, there was no blood concussion, and the bones made of gold were clearly visible...... Golden bone.

"Immortal-level corpses, full of treasures!"

The thought came to Wu Xin's mind.

This corpse, if it falls into the hands of the refining master, it can easily refine several divine weapons, whether it is skin or bone. Even if it is flesh and blood, bone marrow, etc., alchemy masters can also refine heaven-level pills.

Of course, with Wuxin's current strength, status, and net worth, these will not be rare.

Before killing and collecting the corpses of Guangci monks in public, Wu Xin wanted to use his "immortal blood" to continue to practice "Reincarnation Xuangong".

After all, Wuxin's biggest reliance now is the reincarnation of the golden body, and to reach the realm of the reincarnation of the golden body, except for the immortal-level blood qi, the rest is basically ineffective, that is, the blood of the great monk, the effect is minimal, it is estimated that ten or eight years of penance can be effective.

The umbrella of the reincarnation of all beings!

The above thoughts disappeared in a flash, and Wu Xin didn't feel much emotion, so he sacrificed the treasure umbrella, put the blood into the umbrella, and then slowly released it......

"Crackling ......"

The immortal-level blood qi fell, "Reincarnation Xuangong" operated, Wu Xin was like nectar, and there was a continuous bone sound like fried beans in his body.

Wu Xin could clearly feel that the stagnant body was growing and deteriorating wildly......

If you peel off Wu Xin, you can see that the bones that were already blooming with golden light are completely transforming into golden bones......

There is no time for practice.

Unconsciously, the blood of the Guangci Divine Monk had been exhausted, and more than two days had passed.

The peak of the early stage of the reincarnation golden body, and it didn't even reach the middle stage.

You must know that the Guangci Divine Monk is already good at refining the body, and his blood and qi are much thicker and stronger than those in the same realm, which is why this effect is achieved.

Wu Xin estimated that if he wanted to break through to the middle stage, he would need at least one equivalent amount of blood from the Guangci monk.

If you want to get the blood of more than eight immortal-level people in the middle to late stages.

If you want to reach the peak in the later stage, and even break through the reincarnation golden body, more than thirty people......

There is no hope!

There are many secrets, especially immortal-level secrets, Wu Xin doesn't know yet, but he also knows that in the whole world, there will be no more than ten immortal-level figures......

"Who dares to break into the Martial Prince's Mansion?!"

While Wu Xin lamented, a burst of loud shouts reverberated through the heavens and the earth, and the momentum of more than a dozen masters erupted, and there were countless sounds of swords unsheathed and strong bows tightened.

This is just the temporary foothold of Wu Xin, not the real Wu Wang's Mansion.

However, the place where Wu Xin is located is the Wu Wang's Mansion.

"Boom ......"

The coercion like mountains and seas fell from the sky, enveloping the entire mansion and making everyone feel like they were at the bottom of the sea, and they wanted to suffocate, even Wu Xin felt a lot of pressure.

"Amitabha!"

The majestic and loud sound of the Buddha sounded, followed by several loud noises, obviously the guards in the palace fought with the comer, and they were defeated!

"White Horse Temple?!"

Wu Xin frowned and thought, the Martial King's Mansion is not what it used to be, and there are not many people who dare to break through and can break through.

Even if you have the strength to break through, if it is not necessary, no one will do it, it is not worth it. For example, in the imperial palace, there are many people who can break in, but very few people can break in, and the consequences are not difficult to imagine.

Outside the secret room.

Fourteen old monks in robes swept through the air, and the void was suspended and suppressed the whole mansion.

Six of them fell at the back of the mansion, that is, above the main hall of the secret room where Wu Xin was located, and eight of them landed in the eight directions of the mansion in the direction of gossip, quite a net of all postures.

These old monks did not sneak around, so they naturally alarmed everyone in the mansion for the first time.

Hongbo, Hua Gonggong, Elder Dizhen and other four peak cultivators of the Divine Refining Peak immediately took action, but they were knocked out of the air in a few moves, all of them were injured, and Elder Dizhen was even more bloody.

This situation immediately frightened many people in the Wuwang Mansion, after all, Hongbo, Hua Gonggong and others already represented the highest combat power of the Wuwang Mansion.

None of them can do it, and the others rush forward to find death, this group of monks is obviously not good, and they have no intention of showing mercy to their subordinates.

Dense footsteps, dense figures pouring out from everywhere, waiting for the battle.

However, the momentum did not explode, and even the iron-blooded evil qi did not condense. Otherwise, now that the mansion hides 10,000 silver-armored guards and 10,000 iron-armored guards, it is easy to condense iron-blooded evil qi.

Of course, most of the Golden Armor Wuwei is not here, and they are still carrying out the task of subduing the Demon Gate, which also makes others even more jealous.

"White Horse Temple?!You are so bold, you assassinated the Holy Lord before, and now you have broken into the Martial King's Mansion, do you want to assassinate the Martial King?"

When countless people speculated about the identity of the visitor, the playboy was like a flower with a gloomy face, but he was obviously extremely jealous, and asked in a shrill voice.

The six old monks in front of the playboy can't see much difference, anyway, they all have long eyebrows and long beards, and their eyebrows are like snow, with an obvious sense of time, and there is a little bit of the illusion that they are about to die.

However, before the playboy was slapped in the air by the old monk with thin white eyebrows, if he hadn't flashed fast, he would have been seriously injured if he didn't die.

Just a palm!

"Immortal people!, are you crazy in this world......

When questioning, the playboy was a little angry, and even more trembling.

Two immortal-level monks, four peak refining gods, and eight late refining gods......

This is Hakubaji Temple!

"Amitabha! The cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unpleasant. Where is the Martial King?"

The first tall old monk with snow eyebrows hanging down his face, clasped his hands and shouted, and in the end, he shouted violently, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, which blew up countless people's ears and churned in their blood...... (To be continued.) )