Chapter 127: Strange Blood Shadow

The Stone Forest Mountain Range is famous for its chaotic rocks, stretching for dozens of miles!

Somewhere in the Stone Forest!

A monk who was no longer a man was lying on the ground, saying that he was not man, because the monk's body was crumpled, and if you looked closely, you would find that the essence of this person had been sucked by some evil thing!

The skin is wrinkled, and it looks older than the centenarians in the world!

Next to this disciple of the Luo Yun Sect, another black-clothed monk also fell to the ground, also with all his essence and blood, and he was lifeless!

And these two people seem to have been torn by wild beasts, and their wounds are dry and cracked!

Ordinary monks may have been afraid when they saw this, but after Wang Chen observed it carefully, he felt a chill in his heart!

"These two people should have been elite disciples, but they didn't know that Lu Dao also died here, and what was even more terrifying was the look in the eyes of such a person before he died, not horror, not fear, but a faint sense of relief!"

It was difficult for ordinary monks to perceive the strange feelings of the two monks before they died, but Wang Chen's sword intent was indeed different!

But because of this, Wang Chen couldn't help but shudder, who could have such a terrifying ability, and even made them feel that death was a relief!

Suddenly, a blood shadow flashed in Wang Chen's mind.

"Give you a slap in the face, surrender to me.......... we'll meet again soon!"

This blood shadow Wang Chen inexplicably had a familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere, but Wang Chen really couldn't think of what Demon Dao Blood Cultivator he knew!

Shaking his head lightly, two flames appeared in Wang Chen's hands, and then the two corpses turned into ashes, of course, the things on the two of them were also included in the boundary beads by Wang Chen, turning into the fertilizer of the boundary beads!

Just like a sapling, the boundary bead will continue to grow and become an existence comparable to the world!

After that, Wang Chen's figure disappeared again, leaving only a faint sword mark on the ground!

"Roar!"

Like the roar of a wild beast, a monk is engaged in the most primitive fight with a monk!

As soon as he grabbed it, one monk's hands grabbed the other monk and tore off a piece of flesh from his opponent's chest!

Blood splattered!

Appalling!

The monk on the other side did the same, and pounced like a beast, losing a piece of meat himself, and grabbing a piece of meat from the other party's arm!

The tragic scene of blood splashing did not make the two of them feel afraid, but their eyes exuded a bloodthirsty light!

The movements are even more fierce, desperate, and they don't want to die at all, but they don't use the monk's spells and magic weapons, but instead bite like an uncivilized beast!

Boom!

Suddenly, one of the monks who had turned into a beast accidentally slipped under his feet, and was thrown a meter away by another monk!

Thundered!

The immortal cultivator who was thrown out smashed a stone that had been dilapidated for a long time, and suddenly the sound came far away!

Immortal cultivators generally don't want others to participate in the battle, even if they are friends, the benefits obtained must be parted, if it is an enemy, not to mention, maybe the name will be left, and it is even possible that the two people who fight will get nothing and die!

After the voice came out, a rare trace of clarity appeared in the eyes of the two monks, and a color of relief flashed in this clear color, and they were not depressed by the arrival of others, but it was just a moment, and a bloody light occupied the consciousness of the two of them, and a bloodthirsty light flashed in their eyes!

"There's movement over there!"

Before Wang Chen could inspect the corpse of a monk-like monk, after hearing the figure, he didn't hesitate, the sword shadow flashed under his feet, and the figure disappeared!

Moments later!

Wang Chen's rare face was gloomy, standing in front of two monks who were fighting like beasts!

The two men were unconscious, and although they were about to die from their injuries, they were still thrashing their legs on the ground, trying to kill each other!

"In the next life, I am looking for the path of cultivating immortals!"

Wang Chen sighed softly, his fingers burst out with sword light, the heads of the two were cut off, and their bodies fell to the ground motionless!

However, the blood on the bodies of the two of them suddenly boiled, and then turned into a blood-red air stream and flew into the distance!

This happened very quickly, and after the blood-colored air flow flew away, the skin of the two also changed, just like what Wang Chen saw at the beginning!

"Where is your lair?"

Wang Chen, who had disappeared, didn't notice that there was a hint of a smile in the eyes of the two heads at the moment when the blood disappeared, a smile of relief, but it was quickly covered by the corpse qi emitted from all over his body!

The speed of the blood-colored airflow is not very fast, and Wang Chen can catch up without using all his strength!

The further he went, the heavier the smell of blood in front of him, and the colder Wang Chen's face became!

"How many monks have died in this blood, I'm afraid that except for the disciples in the formation, half of them have suffered from accidents!"

Even Wang Chen had an urge to break the larger and larger blood-colored airflow, no, it should be said that it was the blood-colored airflow, and the initial airflow had slowly become larger under the addition of the continuous blood-colored airflow, and it had become the size of a small stream!

If the blood river is broken, the caster will perceive it, and then he will not be able to get angry and not be attacked!

The bloody qi also slowly spread out, attracting the attention of more disciples, and more and more disciples came, but without Wang Chen's means of sword intent to protect the body, the strange blood qi of murder was squeezed out of the body, and many disciples became the same weird blood people as before, like wild beasts, looking for someone to fight!

Unless you have a strong will, or have a special spell or magic weapon to protect your body, you will unknowingly be corroded by the strange blood!

Seeing that the bloody aura was getting bigger and bigger, Wang Chen couldn't hold back any longer, and the sword qi was a great sage all over his body, exuding a faint white light!

This white light has a unique transcendent aura, wherever the white light goes, the blood qi disappears! However, the white light on Wang Chen's body is still too little, even if he is full strength, it is only a few zhang away!

"All the disciples of the Luo Yun Sect quickly retreated, there is a suspected Jindan stage demon cultivator here!"

Wang Chen's body was strengthened by blood energy, and the liquid crystal was extraordinary, and when he shouted, the voice came out a few miles away, and the monks in the entire stone forest heard it, except for the monks who were confused by the strange blood qi, the other disciples all changed their faces when they heard the words, and then left the entire jungle!

Even some demon cultivators felt that something was wrong and began to retreat quickly!

"Without a blood source, this demon cultivation will not be too terrifying, and this demon cultivator has secretly killed so many monks, there must be a lot of spiritual treasures in the collection, if you get it, it is estimated that more than half of the spiritual materials for advanced foundation building will be found!"

"Transcending everything, it doesn't mean that this thirst for killing, since you don't want to be a demon who kills people without blinking an eye to snatch spiritual materials, it's the same to kill these demons!"

Wang Chen thought in his heart, the battle intent on his body was even better, and even the small white sword in the dantian trembled slightly!

The biggest feature of the method of divine refining is that the flying sword is through the gods, and it is relatively easy to form a sword spirit, and once the sword spirit is completed, it can be regarded as a real sword cultivation!

The Natal Flying Sword and the Natal Sword Spirit are consistent with their own sword intent, and the sword cultivation has the strength to leapfrog the challenge!

However, Wang Chen's flying sword is only a trace of spiritual sense obtained through the method of divine refining, and it is not a sword spirit, but because of this, the sword spirit is easier to cultivate!

The shadow of the sword flickered under his feet, and Wang Chen could even feel the breath of a monk not far away, bloodthirsty, evil, and lawless!

There were even many monks around this monk with faint breath, as if they were dying!

What made Wang Chen feel even more annoyed was that there was a very familiar atmosphere inside!