A long time has passed since nightfall.
Duan Zhen looked at the water-dropping hourglass on the side and saw that the time was close to midnight.
His eyes did not relax at all, and his mental power continued to spread, feeling what might happen around him.
Now that strange things have entered the city, even those Martial Kings whose blood and energy have condensed into substance have not been able to deal with them immediately, and can only resist them.
The situation has become increasingly serious.
Duan Zhen knew that even if he stimulated blood energy in one fell swoop, he had reached a high level of blood coagulation.
But King Wu's power was far from what he could resist at the moment.
After the blood is coagulated, try to release the blood energy from the body and move it far away.
This external force is similar to Gang Jin's one-inch strike in the air.
But what is being exerted is no longer the energy, but the surging and violent blood energy of the body.
The range is also extremely far. Depending on the cultivation method and foundation, the spread range is hundreds or even thousands of steps away.
The next step is to control the released blood energy from the heart and transform it into phantoms such as swords, guns, sticks, birds and beasts.
This realm is stronger than simply releasing it outside.
Moreover, in every move, his blood energy was extremely agile, and he also carried a strong martial arts intention.
And when these shadows became more solid and gradually formed into substantial forms, their power changed drastically.
The blood energy turns into substance and comes out through the body. This is King Wu.
During the movement, with one blow, it has the power to divide rivers and seas.
The long blood dragons spreading across the sky in the night sky are the display of the blood energy of the Martial Kings.
Duan Zhen looked at the deep dark night at the top of the sky from afar, thinking slightly in his heart.
Su Chun'an's cultivation level was undoubtedly close to that of King Wu, and his blood energy had already produced an extremely agile shadow, which was even close to being solid.
This was how he divided his blood energy into thousands of strands in an instant and forced away the strange body-snatching body of the Su Mansion's guard servant.
"However, although I can't release my blood energy now, I still have the same means..."
Duan Zhen felt his own spiritual power, and the invisible and immaterial power was getting stronger and stronger.
Moreover, it is much more secretive than the release of blood energy, so it can be called a killer weapon.
If he is caught off guard, experts at the same level may not be able to block his move.
"Xuan Yuan decides to clear up..."
Duan Zhen thought of this weird skill again. The person who gave it to him only said it could solve his alien energy problem, but he didn't expect it to have such a change.
I don’t know if it is because he can produce spiritual power in the first place, or if it is due to changes in his own practice?
"Ding ding ding!"
While he was thinking, there was suddenly a crisp sound of bells clanging on the street outside.
The hustle and bustle arose, followed by the sounds of vendors selling goods, banging gongs, and conversations.
He could see the lights outside through the door, and the sound of people coming and going became more intense, as if a market suddenly opened at night.
"The best blood energy pill can replenish physical strength and polish the seven levels!"
"Huang Jie Kung Fu, Mingyue Dajiang Kung Fu, only requires fifty blood energy crystals!"
"This sword is imbued with a great goblin soul, and its power is comparable to that of Blood Coagulation Perfection!"
Gradually, Duan Zhen heard all kinds of clear and ear-piercing sounds, including skills, weapons, and elixirs.
It’s really a bustling late-night market.
Through the paper sand on the door, he could faintly see the bright lights shaking.
There was also a loud noise in my ears.
Inhaling slightly, the spicy smell of meat mixed with a hint of aroma came from far away.
"Dong dong dong."
There was a sudden knock on the door, very soft, as if to avoid disturbing the owner of the house.
Duan Zhen stood up slowly when he heard the voice and looked slightly towards the crack of the door.
You can vaguely see a man dressed as a salesman, carrying a bucket of food in his hand, and the aroma comes from inside.
"Do you need a snack?"
The salesman knocked on the door again. He seemed to know that Duan Zhen was looking at him through the crack in the door, so he put the bucket down and lifted a layer of cloth to reveal the food inside.
The red peppers and tender meat are piled together, and the elastic and delicious noodles are stacked in the bucket with the thick soup.
Behind him is the extremely noisy night market, as if it is really selling snacks.
And the aroma became more and more alluring. Even Su Xiuling seemed to smell it while she was sleeping. Her mouth opened and closed slightly, as if she was about to murmur something.
Duan Zhen controlled her mental power almost instantly to cover her mouth, finally preventing her from speaking in her sleep.
He still stared at the crack of the door and said nothing.
The knock on the door rang again, five times in total.
"Don't you need it?"
The salesman outside the door seemed a little disappointed when no one responded.
In the end, he stayed for a long time before slowly leaving.
He turned around and walked into the bustling night market behind him, blending in with it.
The brightly lit streets in the distance suddenly became extremely dark and silent.
All the sounds, colors and brilliance have completely disappeared, leaving the bustling scene that I saw before.
"It's been a bad year...."
Duan Zhen walked back to Su Xiuling's bed and sighed.
Xuanyuan Wuji Seal did play a role in covering up, but he was just unlucky. This cabin happened to be targeted by a passing weirdo.
There are many kinds of weirdness in the world, but they can be divided into two types.
The first is the weirdness that is equivalent to the realm of human blood and martial arts.
This kind of weirdness is generally divided into five levels: You, Resentment, Fierce, Evil, and Ji.
The "evil" level of weirdness is already equivalent to that of King Wu.
These weirdos are so crazy that they kill everyone they see without any leeway.
And there is another very special kind of weirdness in it.
Their strength cannot be limited by realm, as if they abide by some hidden rules.
Whenever you encounter it, you must deal with it in its own way.
The weird thing just now is extremely famous, and there are detailed records about it in Longchuan City and even the entire Qingyuan realm.
Night market salesman.
This is a famous weirdness.
When it appears, it must be at midnight, and an extremely bustling night market will appear around it.
He would knock on the door one by one and ask questions. If you opened the door or answered the question, you would be devoured by him.
The place of appearance is never fixed, any place is possible.
The only way to fight him is not to open the door, not to answer, and to wait for him to leave.
I heard that in the main city of Qingyuan, there was once a being who surpassed King Wu and did not believe in evil and just opened the door.
As a result, that night, everyone in the entire mansion disappeared out of thin air, as if the world had evaporated.
It seems to be a force of rules, and only by following his methods can you survive.
Many people have experienced it, but as long as they don't speak or open the door, they will be fine.
"I hope it will light up soon..."
Duan Zhen stroked Su Xiuling's hair and became alert again.
And it seemed that because the night market vendor had been here once, there was no movement in the hut where they were hiding.
Gradually, the light in the distant sky gradually spread, and the sky finally dawned.
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