The Lord of the South, Shan Tao, repaired the Lotus Peak, but did not designate it as a forbidden area. The seventy-two peaks remained as they were. The monsters in Nanming Mountain were afraid of the power of the mountain waves, and retreated on their own, unable to move forward. Jian Da De was also strictly restrained. The soldiers under his command only patrolled the perimeter. The empty mountain was silent, with only birds and beasts coming and going. It was so desolate. Jian Dade had many soldiers under his command, and surrounded the Seventy-two Lotus Peaks like iron barrels, but they could not stop top figures like Chen Dan who despised the abyss. In his eyes, the elite soldiers of the Southern Border were nothing more than an iron barrel. They are just slightly stronger cannon fodder. Many ants will bite the elephant to death, but they still want the elephant to stand there and let them bite. The few lines of defense are as straight as paper sticks.
Chen Dan had always been a loner and was impatient of being followed by others, so he parted ways with An Ren early and went straight into the depths of Lotus Peak. He had no respect for Shan Tao. He walked around the seventy-two peaks and did not find Shan Tao's cave. This was expected. At the same time, he vaguely noticed that there were many people walking on Lianhua Peak. , besides An Ren, there were still several obscure auras. Although he tried his best to conceal them, he could not hide them from his eyes. Should he take the lead and kill them one by one, or should he wait until his life energy is born before making a decision? He was a little undecided.
What made Chen Dan undecided was not Qi Ran and Mo Lan. The Four Sovereigns and Five Kings were trapped at the bottom of the abyss, and the Lords of the Four Directions were walking in the abyss. Among them, Fan Kui escaped far away, Shan Tao disappeared, and Cao Lalang Ji Gou was left. , they may not just sit idly by. Although the southern natal blood energy is useless to the two of them, or even harmful, they have always been on good terms with the Wheel-turning King, so they must not ignore it. Chen Dan thought about it for a long time and decided to give it a try.
Pluck the grass to scare the snake, pull the grass to look for the snake, Qi Ran is the grass, I don’t know which snake will be attracted.
He made up his mind, wandered around, and found a hidden cliff. Surrounded by towering ancient trees, tangled vines, and the occasional whisper of birds and insects, it added to the loneliness. With his back against the jagged rocks, Chen Dan let out his spiritual thoughts and swept across a hundred miles in radius. He retreated and disappeared silently into the cliff. He activated the fire of blood and energy and used his magical powers, which had been brewing for a whole day and night. When the heat was high, Chen Dan opened his mouth slightly and spurted out a stream of blood. He rolled on the ground and transformed into an ape-like foreign object. Its appearance was somewhat similar to the vicious thing in the stone outside Jiu Mi Valley, but it was also different. There is a layer of misty smoke flowing around the body, which seems real and illusory, almost wanting to disappear into the void.
I don’t know how much effort it took to plant the divine light and blood talisman, and use the stone to plant the divine light and blood talisman.
Using the evil object as a cauldron and refining this blood slave, even Chen Dan himself felt that it was a stroke of luck and it went so smoothly. In the dark, a ray of mind is fixed on the blood slave, like an arm using its fingers. Even though they are thousands of miles apart, they can see what they see and listen to what they hear. On the line between life and death, they can still exchange their physical bodies with the blood slaves in an instant. It's like having an extra life. Chen Dan twitched the corner of his mouth, with a smile on his face. He shook his shoulders slightly and got out of the cliff. He brushed off the dust on his body, moved his muscles and bones a little, and thought about it. The blood slave jumped up and disappeared into thin air.
Chen Dan took a long breath and took a step. Suddenly, his expression changed slightly. Countless fine wrinkles appeared on his face. His black hair turned gray. Fatigue welled up from the depths of his bones, overwhelming his body and mind in an instant. He looked down and his eyes fell on his hands. His fingers were skinny and trembling, and their vitality was like a candle in the wind, which could be annihilated at any time. Haotian's reminder from back then is still in my ears. Although the blood slave is a foreign object, it is no different from the bone in his bones and the flesh in his flesh. A little distance will take away his original vitality. From then on, He will no longer be complete, and will never regain his full glory.
But these costs are worth it. Chen Dan took out a jade box from his arms, bit the shriveled finger, squeezed out a little sticky blood, red to purple, purple to black, and touched it tremblingly on the jade box. The dim light suddenly lit up, and countless small blood symbols appeared in the jade box. The brilliance continued to flow, and suddenly a hole opened, and a bright red pill floated, no more than the size of a thumb, and it was full of spirituality.
Fortunately, Haotian gave him this medicine to help him through his weakest moment. Otherwise, Chen Dan might not dare to activate the blood slave at this juncture. He pursed his lips and inhaled without hesitation, and poured the elixir into his mouth. It rolled all the way down his stomach. The heat surged and passed through his internal organs in an instant. Chen Dan breathed a long sigh of relief, and his spirits were lifted. His face returned to the same state as before. There are some fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and his hair is half black and half gray, giving him a haggard look.
He slowly put away the jade box, carefully inspected it, and patiently waited for news about the blood slave.
Over the Seventy-Two Lotus Peak, more and more red clouds are gathering. The dense clouds and lack of rain are not a good sign after all. Qi Ran sneaked into the mountains for several months and waited for several months, but still saw no movement in the south's natal blood energy, and felt a little anxious. Mo Lan got the power of the Nine Miasma Valley elixir, and the poison in his Dantian was gone, so he could help. However, there are many powerful enemies who covet the blood of his life. Qi Ran has already noticed the clues left by Chen Danan Ren.
, trying his best to control the blood in his body, sneaking into hiding, and avoiding direct conflict with them. But this is ultimately an expedient measure. It can be avoided for a while, but it cannot be avoided for a lifetime. When the blood comes, a life-and-death battle is unavoidable.
Mo Lan didn't have so many worries. With the help of Qi Ran, she went into the Nine Miasma Valley to collect elixirs. She was lucky enough to get rid of a serious problem in her heart, and she made up her mind to repay the favor. Since Qi Ran intends to fight for the blood of the south, he will stand by his side this time and do his best to help him. He will repay kindness and revenge, even if it costs his life. If he can really seize chestnuts from the fire, reach the sky in one step, and become the lord of the south after Shan Tao, then why not commit yourself to him!
On this day, Qi Ran hid in the dense forest and looked at the mountaintop opposite. Suddenly, he felt restless, as if he had noticed something strange, but it was also elusive and difficult to confirm. He glanced back subconsciously, only to see Mo Lan lowering her body, like a female leopard on full alert, with a bright light flashing in her eyes, a blood jade dripping pendant on her chest that alternated between bright and dark, and blood rising from the top of her head to the sky, stirring. The red clouds are rolling and spinning, getting lower and lower.
Qi Ran was shocked. Why was she so reckless? Instead of restraining her temper, she made such a big fuss? If a powerful enemy is alerted and they join forces to encircle them, how can they escape? No, there must be a reason for Mo Lan's actions, it can't be like this... Unsure of his thoughts, a heartbreaking scream suddenly sounded in his ears, and a blood shadow suddenly appeared in the void, as fast as a stream of light, and it only turned once. , and threw himself in front of him.
Mo Lan scolded lightly, and like an arrow from a string, he rushed in front of Qi Ran, and struck with a whip. One of his arms was as soft as boneless, and it was as heavy as the mountain, but it missed the target. The blood shadow escaped so fast. Astonishingly, in the flash of lightning, he moved half a foot to avoid the opponent's heavy attack, suddenly stretched out his right claw, and grabbed Qiran's face like a gibbon.
"What's coming at me!" The bones in Qi Ran's body rang together, and his blood surged. He raised his right hand and pressed it, and fixed the blood shadow in the air. It turned out to be a monster with a vague face and a miserable expression. Skin and bones, shrouded in a layer of ethereal smoke, the aura was very strange.
Mo Lan said anxiously: "Be careful, that's a blood slave!" Before he finished speaking, Xue Ying twisted his waist and disappeared out of thin air. Qi Ran tightened his fingers and rushed forward several feet, settling on a slope with sparse vegetation. to avoid being unable to perform and being hit by the opponent's sneak attack.
