There were two people on the mountain road walking towards the sect on the mountain.
One of them had a face like a crown jade, wore a luxurious gown, and a crown studded with gems. He held a folding fan and shook his head, smiling at the people on the side:
"Brother Yuan, when you get to the sect, I'll treat you to eating people's hearts, livers, bellies, and skins. If you don't like raw food, I have a third junior brother who is very good at cooking. Anyway, I won't treat you badly when you get here."
The man next to him has a majestic body, dressed in animal skins, unkempt, with hair as dry as grass, and an ashen complexion. He is barefoot, with a pair of feet that are green and black, and the tips of his toenails are long and sharp. When he steps on the ground, he will smash the dirt and stones All shattered.
Listening to the words of the people next to him, the strong man like a savage smiled evilly, with a few fangs showing from his purple lips, and his voice was hoarse:
"I heard that your Golden Immortal Sect is very cumbersome in cannibalism. You like to go down the mountain to trick mortals. It's not fun to go to all the trouble and still not be able to taste flesh and blood."
The young man with the folding fan smiled: "The cultivation methods of the Hunyuan Sect and the Wuliang Sect are fundamentally different."
"Stop talking nonsense, I will help you kill your senior brother, and you will give me a hundred mortal blood!" The savage licked his lips, showing bloodthirsty.
"Easy to say, if you kill Zhao Yuanhua, I will be the eldest disciple of the sect. Not to mention a hundred, even a hundred more will be fine." The young man with the folding fan smiled, but there was a hint of disdain in his eyes.
His name is Zhang Feixuan, and he is the second disciple of the Jinxian Sect. This time he did not find the human elixir when he came down the mountain, but he met an armored disciple who was looking for blood food at the foot of the mountain.
If he hadn't been clever, I would have been torn to pieces by this barbarian.
However, they are both evil heretics, and their Golden Immortal Sect's methods are very elegant and pay attention to the mentality of mortals, otherwise they will not be able to refine good elixirs.
As for the armored sect, they were all sects within the Sumeru lineage. He had heard that people in this sect liked to tear flesh and blood and were thirsty for blood. They may not even like eating flesh and blood, but they liked seeing blood.
But the combat prowess is worthy of recognition, and the armored disciples are all extremely brave and crazy demons.
If this armor-clad disciple can defeat Zhao Yuanhua, he will not be at a loss. Once Zhao Yuanhua dies, he will be the eldest disciple. When the master has no helpers, he will definitely pass on his own method of human elixir.
If he loses, he can escape.
No matter how you calculate it, Zhang Feixuan will not lose money!
The two of them arrived at the mountain gate very quickly. Zhang Feixuan pointed towards the mountain gate and smiled at the savages beside him: "Here we are, this is my sect."
At this time, inside the mountain gate, a dozen disciples gathered in the square, looking strange.
"what happened?"
Zhang Feixuan walked over and frowned: "Why is it that no one greets me when I arrive?"
The disciples turned around to see the person, and quickly raised their hands and said: "Two, second senior brother!"
"snort!"
Zhang Feixuan snorted coldly and glanced at them, "Why are you gathering here if you don't want to find the human elixir?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his pupils suddenly shrank and he looked towards the center where these disciples gathered, the hole.
"Zhao, Zhao Yuanhua?!"
Zhang Feixuan's voice changed, and his face was full of horror.
Although the person in the pothole was in tatters, his face and clothes could still be seen clearly. Who else could he be if he wasn't Zhao Yuanhua!
It's just that he still has no energy left. There is a dent in his face and a big dent in his chest, as if he was injured by a heavy hammer.
"Who did it?" Zhang Feixuan asked.
"Yes, it's human elixir."
"ha?"
Zhang Feixuan was a little confused, "Human Pill?"
Who is Dan?
Can human elixir kill Zhao Yuanhua?
Before Zhang Feixuan could think about it, his expression changed and he looked towards the main hall: "It's such a strong medicinal energy! Master is refining the elixir? It's so strong... what kind of elixir is it!"
"Blood!"
The armored disciple even bared his teeth and drooled, "Excellent blood feed!"
boom!
The purple legs straightened violently, and he stepped out of a cloud of dust and headed straight for the main hall.
"You guy!"
Zhang Feixuan became anxious and quickly chased after him.
Zhao Yuanhua is dead, and there is no need for this armored disciple. But if he collides with the master, the master will be annoyed and will not tell him whether he will pass on the human elixir method, or he may even lose his life.
The two of them entered the hall quickly, one behind the other. The wild man's eyes were red and he knocked open the door of the alchemy room.
Seeing that it was too late, Zhang Feixuan quickly raised his hands and said loudly: "Master! This has nothing to do with my disciple..."
He didn't even finish his words, he was stunned on the spot.
Their Golden Immortal Sect cannot be said to be the largest sect in Xumi Vein, but it is also somewhat famous.
The master, Taoist Priest Jin Guang, is the best at deceiving and abducting people. He is famous in the mountain range for his human elixir skills. He can build a foundation in half a step and suppress the Sumeru Vein.
But...
His master who had suppressed Xumi Mai was currently wearing only obscene clothes, huddled in a corner, looking very weak and pitiful...and helpless.
But in the center of the alchemy furnace, there was a naked man sitting cross-legged, holding a book and looking through it carefully.
"Master, this 'Economic nourishment is stunned, and the mind is concentrated on the elixir body', it talks about using the great medicinal elixir to warm and nourish oneself, right?" Song Yin asked warmly.
"Ah...yes, yes!" The golden light in the corner was like a puppet that responded automatically, making sounds from time to time.
Zhang Feixuan has sharp eyes and can see that the book is the "Golden Immortal Great Pill" that he has been thinking about.
The sudden noise made the two of them raise their heads at the same time and look out the door.
"Um?"
Song Yin frowned and looked at this strange savage.
"Blood feed!"
The savage's eyes were red as he patrolled the alchemy room. Finally, his eyes fell on Song Yin, showing greed, "Mine! This is mine! I only need this one! Sacrifice you and sacrifice my incompetent body with your blood." Go to the Great Dharma! Sacrifice immeasurably with blood!!"
As he spoke, blood burst out all over him, surrounding his body and making his face even more ferocious.
Faintly, you can see that double horns are beginning to grow on his head, and the tongue in his fangs is sticking out very long.
"Evil heretics!"
Song Yin stood up suddenly, closed the book, and said to Jin Guang: "Master, there's no need to take action, it's just a good time to try my newly refined Qi!"
He stood up and grabbed it, and white energy surged out from his whole body, condensing into a slim-fitting Taoist robe.
"Dharma energy is restrained and penetrates itself?!"
This scene made Jin Guang a little dumbfounded, "Third level fighting power?!"
I just read the classics for a while and asked questions for a while. Now I skipped Shou Zhuo Gu Yuan and went straight to Dou Li?
And... put aside the fighting power and all that.
He doesn't know how to conjure clothes out of thin air!
What is this!
"Blood!!"
Boom!
The savage bared his teeth and screamed strangely, then rushed towards Song Yin.
As people rushed toward him, Song Yin felt the fishy wind blowing against his nostrils, but he did not avoid it. He just sneered: "I belong to a well-known sect, and I practice the Xuanmen elixir method. Meeting me from an evil way is like the first snow meeting the bright sun. You are like this You evil man, you dare to show off your power in front of me, kneel down!"
boom!
The white air came out of the body and pressed directly towards the savage, forcing the savage to kneel on the ground. The heavy force crushed the bluestone tiles on the ground and made a hole.
Zhang Feixuan swallowed his saliva...
This armored disciple is more powerful than him, he is the same 'Tongyou' as Zhao Yuanhua!
Just...kneel down? !
