The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 262: Fair and fair pursuit (2)

The conversation was fruitless.

Yin Xuege just flew around sullenly, and didn't seem to have any reaction to Wang Yifu's proposal.

Wang Yifu's face was gloomy for a while, and then he quickly recovered his usual grace and calmness. He didn't believe that Yin Xuege could refuse such a huge temptation. The reason why he could refuse was because he didn't understand how big the temptation he would face.

Wang Qiangwei? This woman he has always looked down upon is just a no-brainer. If Yin Xuege wasn't interested in Wang Qiangwei, then he would be interested in beauty, wealth, power, cultivation, and territory, right?

The next fifteen members of Wang's family, Jin Xian who belonged to Wang Yifu's camp, slowly chased up, and they formed a circle, encircling Yin Xuege. With this formation, it could be said that they were protecting Yinxuege, or it could be said that they imprisoned Yinxuege, who was only an eighth-rank true immortal.

Looking at the golden fairies of the Wang Family surrounding her, and smiling, Yin Xuege took out a jade bottle the size of a thumb, and threw it into her mouth together with the bottle. In the jade bottle is a drop of Dao essence blood, a drop of Dao essence blood that contains the law of Wutu.

Combined with the first drop of Dao Jing blood in the body, Yin Xuege quietly comprehended the wonderful charm of the mutual generation and restraint of earth and wood. His original practice of Taoism was extremely high, and his grasp of the way of heaven was no longer lower than that of ordinary golden immortals. At this moment, he was infused with the blood of Daoist Dao. Has quickly advanced to the high-level Jinxian 23, w√ww. broken.

The huge power contained in the blood essence of Dao Dao, which is comparable to all the cultivation bases of dozens of golden immortals, is also merging into Yin Xuege's body bit by bit.

Although his roots are extremely strong, although his background is extremely strong, every time he advances to a rank, he needs an enormous amount of energy. But the blood of the Dao is the best resource for cultivation, the power of two drops of the blood of the Dao is constantly merging, and his is improving. His cultivation base is also slowly improving.

He ran wildly and chased Wang Yizhu for hundreds of thousands of miles, and Yin Xuege suddenly said with a smile: "Wang Yizhu, don't run away, find a place with good geomantic omen, and I will bury you."

A 'snap'. All the celestial power in Yin Xuege's body shrank suddenly, and the celestial power became more condensed, like streamers of light flowing freely in the body. The aura he released instantly became several times stronger, and he successfully broke through from the eighth rank of true immortal to the seventh rank of true immortal.

Wang Yifu and others frowned and looked over, Yin Xuege's breakthrough gave them a great sense of weirdness.

Everyone is flying rapidly in the air, and they are still provoking Wang Yizhu through voice transmission. How did Yin Xuege break through so easily?

Didn't his mana be a little disordered when he flew? Didn't his mood fluctuate at all when he was flying? To be able to speak while flying, and to easily break through the realm of a real fairyland, this guy is a master. Is it already the golden fairy realm?

"I have a high degree of compatibility with the Dao of Heaven." Yin Xuege noticed Wang Yifu's confused gaze, he turned his head and smiled and said, "In other words, I understand the Dao of Heaven better than ordinary people."

In front of everyone, Yin Xuege took out a 30,000-year-old blood-striped golden ginseng. The golden ginseng, which is as long as an adult's arm, is about to become fine. Snow Singer trembled violently. Yinxuege recited a passage of Buddhist sutras, and a wisp of faint smoke erupted from Jinshen's body. In an instant, he was swept away without a trace by the unpredictable force of reincarnation.

"Go, go. In the next life, you will be reincarnated as a human being, so don't become a blood-striped golden ginseng."

After chanting a few words, Yin Xuege swallowed this piece of golden ginseng that contained extremely powerful aura of heaven and earth in two mouthfuls. He burped, and a strong scent of ginseng wafted from his body. Under his skin, there was a trace of fire light surrounding it, just half a quarter of an hour later. His aura moved again, soaring from a seventh-rank true immortal to a sixth-rank realm.

"You!" Wang Yifu's hands and feet twitched, and his mind was in a mess. He had seen monsters, but nothing like this. After swallowing a blood-patterned golden ginseng, it took half an hour to break through the current state?

Of course. A 30,000-year-old blood-patterned golden ginseng contains heaven and earth aura that is almost comparable to three or five peak-level true immortals. As long as it can completely digest the power of the medicine without collapsing with the primordial spirit, a mortal can use this holy ginseng smoothly. The elixir breaks through to the realm of real immortals.

However, cultivation is never something that can be accomplished overnight. It is basically impossible to break through directly after swallowing herbs!

"My physique is a bit weird." Yin Xuege looked at Wang Yifu with wide eyes, and said sincerely: "No matter how many elixir herbs you swallow, they can be transformed into your own mana without any loss. The inherent toxicity does not interfere with me. Therefore, I can take fairy herbs and elixir as I like to improve my cultivation."

Shrugging his shoulders, Yin Xuege spoke the truth: "In the past, I was too poor and didn't have so many elixir. I made a fortune recently, haha!"

'Hehe'.

Wang Yifu and the golden fairies around him stared wide-eyed, and they could only laugh dryly a few times, and were speechless.

"Hey, Wang Yizhu, haven't you figured out where to die yet?" Yin Xuege wiped off the wisp of ginseng fluid remaining at the corner of her mouth, and continued to provoke Wang Yizhu: "Where do you want to escape to? You should actually escape." Go back to Xiaoyao Mountain, at least in Zhentian Shengwang Mansion, I dare not kill you in public!"

Wang Yizhu turned his head and glanced at Yin Xuege, raised his hands, and made an extremely rude curse gesture, then the **** light suddenly pressed down, falling towards the vast mountains below.

'咚~~~', the long bell ringing came from the mountains, through the thick clouds, you can see the side of the mountain stream below, under the cover of a few ancient pines, a thatched cottage stands quietly in the thorn bushes middle. A few young men dressed in black monk robes, with buns on their heads, crescent shovels in their hands, and bronze swords on their backs, looked like non-Taoists, monks and non-sanghas, standing quietly in front of the thatched cottage gate, among the thorn bushes .

A gigantic bronze bell with a colorful patina was suspended at the entrance of the thatched cottage. The giant bronze bell with a height of three feet and three feet moved automatically without wind, and made a dull chime, shaking the surrounding mountains and forests like water waves.

"Huh? There are still people in this barren mountain?" Yin Xuege looked down at the thatched hut, and Wang Yizhu just landed in front of the thatched hut, solemnly lifted up his robe, and knelt down to the thatched hut.

"In the barren mountains and wild mountains, there are naturally people there." Wang Yifu glanced at the thatched cottage, and said with a mysterious expression: "This is still the territory of Xiaoyaoji, and Xiaoyaoji is a force composed of descendants of sinners exiled by the major holy clans, so Snakes and dragons lurk in the mountains and forests, and there are scattered cultivators who are unwilling to establish a family here."

During the speech, a group of people had already pressed the escape light and landed directly in front of the thatched cottage.

Yin Xuege shook his sleeves, "haha" smiled up to the sky, and then strode towards Wang Yizhu: "Run away, keep running away, I see where you can escape to? Go to heaven and earth, I see you can escape Where are you going! Wang Yizhu, you dare to fall in love with my woman, kill yourself!"

A young man in a black monk's robe took two steps across and blocked Yin Xuege with his hand. His left hand shook violently, and the copper rings on the crescent shovel in his hand collided with each other, making a loud 'cracking' noise. He glared at Yin Xuege, and shouted sharply: "Buddhist holy land, people of the world of mortals, get out!"

Yin Xuege was stunned, and suddenly laughed when she saw this serious young man: "Do you think I don't know what a monk looks like? This is a Buddhist holy place, and you are monks. I haven't seen hair growth yet. Where is the monk!"

The young man sneered, and took a big step forward towards Yin Xuege: "Stupid people, what do you know? Whether you grow hair or not, what does it matter to me? I think in my heart that I am a Buddhist disciple, and I am A disciple of Buddhism, even if I am dressed in fine clothes, sing and sing day and night, even if I kill people, **** and plunder, I am still a disciple of Buddhism!"

Murdering Yingye, **** and looting? Is this a Buddhist disciple? Yin Xuege looked at the young man and suddenly burst out laughing. Laughing three times, a stream of blue light shot out from his sleeve like a carp jumping over a dragon's gate, and swept towards the young man's throat.

"Bold!" The young man shouted coldly, and the bronze sword on his back flew out of its sheath with a 'clang', and fell on the head with a trace of extremely bright blue light, slashing fiercely at Yin Xuege's flying body. on the sword.

When the two swords collided, there was a crisp sound, and the young man's flying sword was hit twice by Yin Xuege's sword light, his body shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. Yin Xuege was so unforgiving that she pulled out a nine-tooth mace knife with her right hand and slashed it casually. Suddenly, the sound of howling wolves rose into the sky, and hundreds of ferocious and ferocious blue-gray wolf heads shot out from the knife body. It turned into a terrifying torrent and fell on the young man.

The black monk robe was shattered, and the young man let out a miserable cry, his body was continuously torn open with deep bone wounds. A large piece of flexible metal muscle and meridians were torn apart by the light of the knife, and his body staggered back, revealing the internal organs cast by metal in the abdomen, with countless runes and formations shining on the surface.

"Puppet! No wonder you speak so badly." Yin Xuege rushed in front of the young man, swept his knife across, and chopped off his head.

With the sound of 'dang lang', the head fell to the ground and rolled a few times. The young man's head still glared at Yin Xuege, and opened his mouth to roar angrily: "You are so shameless, your cultivation is far inferior to mine, if you Don't sneak attack... If my sword is worse than yours, it is impossible for you to defeat me!"

Yin Xuege looked at the head that could continue to speak, and raised her foot to crush him to pieces.

"It's only about life and death~IndoMTL.com~It doesn't matter about fairness. You puppet, you still have a lot to learn." Yin Xuege sneered a few times, pointed at Wang Yizhu and said with a smile: "Wang Yizhu, do you think this Can a few puppets help you save your life?"

"My Buddha is so kind. The benefactor is too murderous. You have to dig it out and clean it to wash away the murderous intent."

In the low reputation of Weng, a majestic monk with a height of one foot and six feet, with a hunchback and a tiger-back, and a gnarled body, only a piece of animal skin wrapped around his lower body, walked out of the hut slowly.

Wang Yizhu gave a 'giggle' laugh.

Wang Yifu and other sixteen golden immortals knelt down on the ground at the same time, and kowtowed to the majestic monk: "Messenger, are you here in person?"

Yin Xuege's heart skipped a beat, and she took a few steps back slowly.

ps: Be cute, by the way, the taste of losing weight is really uncomfortable. Going back to Hunan for the Chinese New Year for a month and gaining 20 catties, this is simply a sin.

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