"Senior Hei Jue, why are we setting up this fog formation?" Old Monster Huang Feng asked in confusion as he looked at the fog that was getting thicker around him.
The old man Hei Jue said without looking back: "There are many blood-stained villages along our journey. Those geldings from the West Factory must have smelled the smell. There is nothing wrong with being cautious."
As he spoke, he kept spreading talismans around him.
The Mist Talisman has a rather unpretentious name, but its effect is very obvious.
Not long after, heavy fog spread within a hundred miles, and even had a slight tendency to spread outwards.
"Wait!" At this moment, Old Monster Huang Feng suddenly noticed something was wrong.
"Senior, I remember that there seems to be no village near here. Are we going in the wrong direction?" He asked gloomily and puzzled.
"Yes, there are indeed no villages around here. It's all in the wilderness." The voice of the old man Hei Jue seemed to become a little ethereal.
"Then shouldn't we make a blood sacrifice? I remember that senior seems to be just a little bit closer to breaking through to the blood exchange realm. If we give up like this, wouldn't we fail in our efforts?"
"Yeah, it's still a little bit short, but this last point can no longer be made up by pure quantity, it requires quality!"
"Need quality..."
Old Monster Huang Feng murmured to himself. Suddenly he felt a pain in his chest. A dark arm held a bloody and beating heart and penetrated his chest. The skin on it was like a dead tree. Skin.
"You, you..." Old Monster Huang Feng's eyes widened.
"You are the one!" Old Man Hei Jue laughed loudly: "Why do you think I put so much effort into setting up this fog formation? You don't really think it's to deal with those geldings in the West Factory, do you?"
The old monster Huang Feng kept coughing up blood. He turned around with difficulty, but because the fog was too thick, he could only see the black and red robe.
"That's to deal with you, to prevent me from accidentally letting you run away, hahaha!" The smile of the old man Hei Jue became more and more crazy, just like the cry of a night owl, which can stop a child from crying at night.
"You, you have to die!!!" Old Monster Huang Feng did not sit still and wait for death. He tried his best to use his skills, but was horrified to find that he could not summon any true energy.
Including his Qi and blood, everything was as motionless as a pool of stagnant water.
He took a closer look and saw that his body seemed to be blocked by a layer of faint blood that was almost invisible to the naked eye.
"How could it be? Old dog, what did you do?" Old Monster Huang Feng yelled desperately.
"I didn't take the initiative to do anything on you. Please don't slander me. Didn't you absorb this blood yourself? I remember that you were so happy when you absorbed it!"
"Old ghost, you, you must die a good death!!!" Old Monster Huang Feng noticed that his body was getting weaker and weaker, and his skin was getting older and older. Knowing that he was not going to die soon, he roared at the top of his lungs.
However, as time went by, even this last scolding gradually became weak.
"Lu, Lu... I won't let you go." After saying this last sentence with difficulty, the aura of old monster Huang Feng completely disappeared.
"Lu? What Lu, Lu Yun?"
As a martial arts master among the most wanted criminals, Old Man Hei Jue naturally understands this young eunuch who is now quite famous in the Daqian world.
After all, several wanted criminals on the list have died in his hands.
"Let's wait until he can find me." The old man Hei Jue didn't care at all.
He swallowed the old monster Huang Feng's heart alive, and bright red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
The corpse of Old Monster Huang Feng fell to the side, with a pair of empty eyes looking at the sky speechlessly, with a complicated expression.
Maybe he didn't expect that at the last moment of his life, the person he placed his trust in would be his former enemy.
How unpredictable things are!
The old man Hei Jue sat cross-legged on the ground, and endless blood energy suddenly appeared around his body. This blood energy was different from before.
If the blood energy obtained through blood sacrifices to a large number of mortals before was large and non-condensable, then the blood energy obtained from the sacrifice of old monster Huang Feng was almost solid and very viscous.
swish swish...
The blood of the banyan tree behind him gradually solidified, and its millions of branches stretched out their claws towards the real world like demons in hell, trying to contaminate reality.
"Not even close!"
"Not even close!"
“There’s still a little bit left!!!”
The old man Hei Jue yelled while performing the Blood Realm Transformation Technique. His eyes were bloodshot, his face was ferocious, and his skin was almost so dark that it was shiny.
The solid blood is being consumed rapidly.
"Break it for me! Break it for me! Break it for me!!!" The old man Hei Jue looked at the little blood left and yelled with eyes splitting.
"Break it for me!!!"
boom!
When the last bit of blood was exhausted, the aura of the old man Hei Jue suddenly reached a critical point, and then there was only a "pop" sound, like a mighty river breaking through the last hurdle, and the endless sea was ahead.
You can run as fast as you want!
"Hahahahaha..." The laughter of Hei Jue's visitor rang out, lingering in the dense fog with a radius of hundreds of miles for a long time.
The banyan tree behind him had completely turned into substance. At the moment of contact with reality, the aura of the old man Hei Jue surged again.
But just for a moment, his blood-like banyan tree turned into a shadow again.
It doesn't matter, the barrier between illusion and reality has been broken through, and the old man Hei Jue has now become a veritable martial arts expert in the blood exchange realm.
"Nowadays, the world is so big, I can go there. West Factory? Huh! If I can't offend you, why can't I hide away?"
The old man Hei Jue stood up, and the surging momentum spread around like a hurricane. The fog formation was instantly washed away, and the thick fog lingering in a radius of hundreds of miles began to gradually dissipate.
Two figures standing as straight as green pines appeared at the end of the mist.
"Um?"
The old man Hei Jue frowned, surprised that there were still people in this wilderness.
When he planned to take a closer look, he found that one of the figures had disappeared.
what happened?
He keenly felt something was wrong, but in the blink of an eye, how could the person disappear?
Moreover, he was able to disappear without a trace in front of him, a newly breakthrough martial arts expert in the blood exchange realm.
What kind of person can do this?
In fact, the answer is already there!
“Xichang!!!”
The old man Hei Jue shouted loudly, and the bloody banyan tree behind him suddenly appeared, its branches flying. He turned around suddenly, mobilized the true energy in his body with all his strength, and punched forward.
"Ku Rong Body Destroying Fist!"
