I Try To Become An Immortal Through Mortal Science

Compared to Luo Hong, Xiang Zhili obviously knew how to pretend to be a Qi-refining monk better.

Although he vaguely sensed something wrong with the blood mist, he still behaved like a common Qi-refining ninth-level cultivator, only holding up the protective spirit shield and sacrificing a copper shield magic weapon with weak aura.

Even more so, he didn't have the slightest intention to rescue the Ning family cultivator beside him.

The next moment, the blood fog was approaching, and the monks of the Ning family, who had never seen the benefits of it, suddenly suffered a big loss.

Nearly half of the clansmen did not pay attention to their own protection. After being eroded by the blood mist, the aura shield was eroded, and their fragile bodies were touched by strange birds and monsters.

Most of them died instantly, and the rest suffered serious injuries.

In the chaos, a shrill scream pierced everyone's ears, and they saw that the beautiful beauty Xiu holding the orb was covered in blood mist, and her face and upper body were covered in dirty blood.

And the dirty blood was wriggling like a living thing at this time, quickly devouring the woman's flesh and blood.

After two or three breaths, the woman's cheeks were exposed, and her proud figure was also reduced.

"Little sister!"

Seeing this, the old male cultivator was extremely frightened and furious, and quickly cast a healing spell, but it didn't have any effect.

But fortunately, after only one more breath, the magical power of the tainted blood disappeared by itself.

Although the graceful female cultivator saved her life because of this, her appearance and personal wealth were destroyed and could not be destroyed any more.

After hastily taking a few life-saving pills, she frantically drove the magic weapon to attack the strange birds and monsters, the hatred in her eyes was so intense that it made people chill.

Seeing her like this, the old male cultivator knew he couldn't persuade her, so he had to try his best to protect her.

Like the wind fox dogs, these blood-colored strange birds were originally weak monsters, so even if everyone in the Ning family suffered a huge loss when they came up, they gradually stabilized their position.

Xiang Zhili paddled the water as usual. Although his cultivation was only at the ninth level of Qi Refining and he looked very embarrassed when dealing with the strange bird, he was never really injured.

He is also an old actor, and he can handle such scenes with ease. In fact, at this moment, his main focus is on a blood spot on his fingertip.

"Such a weak-breathing thing can break through Xiang's god-like body, and it must be the blood-sucking worm mother who suppresses it here.

I just don't know how many supernatural powers this monster still has after being suppressed for tens of thousands of years?

Hehe, that little guy from the Crying Blood Sect was desperate to practice the Blood Demon Dafa, and he didn't hesitate to release such a monster.

If it weren't for this monster's mouth to have something that Xiang Mou wanted, how could he be allowed to live until now.

But it doesn't rule out that he doesn't know how powerful the blood-sucking worm mother is, otherwise no one would be able to do such a stupid thing like sending him to the door for blood food.

In addition, that 'Junior Brother Luo' who came from afar should also be paid close attention to. If he goes to the bottom first, I can save decades of life. "

With that in mind, Xiang Zhili rubbed his fingers together, and wiped away the blood spots between his fingers, leaving only a faint mark.

"Wow, Fellow Daoist Ning saved me, Xiang Xing's mana has run out!"

The young man Xiang Zhili retreated into the formation with a pale face, as if he had lost a lot of mana.

After a fight, everyone in the Ning family finally wiped out the attacking strange bird, but they also suffered heavy casualties.

At this time, only five of them could stand still, and the other three were still panting, but they were powerless to fight again.

Based on this state, they are obviously not qualified to rush to help the Ma family, and they are even in danger of being destroyed if they fail to do so.

"Don't pick up the storage bag, let's go and meet with the Gong and Song families!"

With his little sister by his side, the mature male cultivator didn't dare to waste any time, and went straight to the agreed place of the four families, for fear that Fang Beichen and others would catch up after they wiped out the Ma family.

At this time, the situation on the battlefield of the Fangma family was extremely bad for the Ma family.

Although they have high-quality magic weapons and have an advantage in numbers, Fang Beichen and others are much better than them in terms of cultivation, and all of them possess the insidious secret art of the blood path. question.

Since the fierce battle between the two sides, there are only three people left in the Ma family who still have the strength to resist, but only one person in the Fang family died due to the opponent's dying backlash. It can be said that there is no hope.

"Haha, there's no need to wait. Those trash from the Ning family can't even deal with a few blood demons. They have already given up on you and fled. Obediently donate your whole body of blood to this young master!"

Fang Beichen swung his bleeding claws with a grinning grin, tore open the crumbling aura shield of a monk from the Ma family on the spot, and brutally disemboweled him!

Following this blow, the rest of the Fang family rushed forward, completely destroying the Ma family in an instant.

"Young master, the Ning family has not run far, should I catch up immediately?"

Although he has gone through a great battle, Fang Hu is still full of energy, and he has not killed enough.

Looking around, the rest of the Fang family monks were like this.

But in fact, they are not really without consumption. Although the blood path technique can supplement their mana in the process of fighting, it is obviously impossible to fully replenish it.

The reason why they feel that they can continue to fight is because their minds have been affected by the blood way skills.

This is the reason why monks who practice the Blood Dao Kung Fu are powerful, but often die unexpectedly.

Hearing Fang Hu's proposal, Fang Beichen's eyes flashed with blood, and he was about to agree, but he quickly restrained himself and said in a deep voice:

"No, leave the rest to the Song family. After enjoying so many benefits from our Fang family, we can't just do nothing."

"Hmph, after the Gongning Masan family is destroyed, the Song family will not be able to escape, and the entire Liaozhou will belong to our Fang family!"

Fang Hu made no secret of his hostility towards the Song family, even though the two families are now secret allies.

"Hehe, this day will not be far away."

Fang Beichen clenched his fists, his heart full of pride and authenticity, and then he sat down cross-legged regardless of the blood on the ground.

Just as the five families were fighting wits and courage outside the mountains, ten blood boys in black robes had already reached the edge of the blood cloud.

Along the way, they encountered an unknown number of mutated monster attacks.

Fortunately, the blood boy's magical powers are quite restrained against these mutated monsters. Even if the mutated monsters of the foundation level came in groups, they were easily wiped out by them.

At this moment, they came to the edge of a bottomless cliff, and the next moment they jumped off without hesitation.

Seeing that they were about to fall into the abyss, the ten blood boys had no intention of sacrificing their magical weapons and flying away.

In a few breaths, the blood boys fell seven or eight feet straight.

At this moment, a transparent ripple rippled from under them, and as it passed through something like a membrane, the scene in front of them suddenly changed.

The abyss disappeared, replaced by a verdant valley.

In the center of the valley, an ancient large formation stood impressively.