v4 Chapter 116: Blood soul (2/2)
boom! boom!
The fluttering sound of the flesh flew like a torrent of rain and torrents, and it ceased after a few breaths, and then a figure shot from the dust of the sky, and the figure on the ground stepped out from the electricity, and disappeared into sight instantly. At this moment, Xiao Chen was pale, and there were three or two breaks on the blue shirt, which was obviously not as comfortable as before. But even then, his face remained calm, his eyes filled with self-confidence and firmness, and he never wavered.
”The strength of the blood soul is still too weak here!” During the rush, Xiao Chen frowned, his gaze looking deep into the funeral garden, his face resolute.
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The funeral flowers have been extremely irritable in the past few days. In her induction, the peripheral staff was slaughtered in a few days, and the number dropped sharply. Although this has happened before, it is definitely not as serious as it is now.
”Damn! Where did the juniors go so wild in my funeral garden to show their celebrities? I really don't know if I live or die! The funeral master is waiting here. If you dare to break into my territory, my master will surely frustrate you. Completely beheaded! ”
If she could not leave her territory without being a higher-level existence, the funeral flower would have been unbearable, and she would destroy the junior and devour it to improve her cultivation.
In the funeral garden, although all blood souls were formed by the blood of Monk Ji's body, they did not inherit any memory of the monk, and some were only violent murder. Unless the practice of life is extremely tyrannical, the blood veins in the body can be formed as a blood soul like this funeral flower, but even then they will not have a bit of retention for Monk Ji family, and swallowing their blood vessels can improve their self-cultivation. for.
The funeral flowers reluctantly suppressed his heart, and sat tightly on the palace throne. Although the funeral flower itself is a bloodline seed, it looks like a real person from the outside. Wearing a blood-colored long skirt, the more red lips set off a bit of strangeness, a touch of evil spirit permeates the body. Cool and cold, lifeless.
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Xiao Chen sat cross-legged, his body's mana slowly moved within the meridian so as to help the physical body recover as quickly as possible. At this moment, his brows were slightly wrinkled and his complexion was slightly gloomy. The closer to the core of the funeral garden, the stronger the blood soul strength. At this moment, it no longer appears in groups, but has its own territory. The size of the territory is different. Once the monks step in, they will endlessly die. If they cannot kill the blood soul, they will not want to retreat. Within a day, Xiao Chen had already slashed seven blood souls. The strongest one was as if it were different from Xiao Chen. He had two supernatural powers during his lifetime. Kill, I am afraid that some hard struggle will continue for a long time. But even so, after the blood soul was beheaded, Xiao Chen was also physically injured, so he could not stop training. The time is only March. During this period, Xiao Chen can't help but obtain the recognition of the bloodline seeds and complete the refining. Although the time is urgent, Xiao Chen forces himself to calm down and not to be impulsive, otherwise he will just go for nothing. Fortunately, although the funeral garden prevented the monks from absorbing spiritual power to open the storage treasures, they did not suppress the physical self-recovery. After five hours, they waited for the physical body to recover to 878. Xiao Chen stood up and looked forward firmly. March. Knowing that the blood evil strength in the front must be stronger, but Xiao Chen had no choice but to move forward!
Moving forward for a moment, Xiao Chen took a deep breath and stepped forward. The figure left here and set foot in another strange territory. Although silent, the faint coercion in the void showed that the blood soul here must be extremely powerful!
Behind, a layer of light blood-colored mask is produced. Unless the blood soul here is killed, Xiao Chen cannot leave. His face was calm, his eyes were cautious, and he moved forward slowly, but the **** storm storm-like attack did not come as expected. At this moment, Xiao Chen seemed to be standing on a wasteland, and looked out of sight. Moving forward in silence, Xiao Chen's complexion became more ugly instead of relaxing. His eyes flickered with fear and horror. The scope of the Blood Soul Territory was far beyond Xiao Chen's expectations, and his strength must be overwhelming!
Suddenly, Xiao Chen stopped in the middle of her journey, her eyes stared forward, her pupils contracted violently!
palace!
Above this desolate field, a blood-colored palace stands silently at the end of sight. It looks like a demon with open teeth dancing claws, revealing a state of sorrow, which makes people's eyes fall into fear.