MTL - I Try To Become An Immortal Through Mortal Science-Chapter 1215 Dajin Incense

  Chapter 1215 Dajin Incense

  Human Realm, Dajin, above a secret path in Guangnan Prefecture, a group of male and female monks in blood-colored costumes were speeding past under the leadership of an old man with evil eyes.

  Looking at the way they dispersed and released their consciousness, they were obviously searching for traces of someone!

   Not long after, the seven blood-clad monks left this area with nothing.

   After another hour, six Foundation Establishment cultivators who appeared to be only in their twenties came out of the trees on both sides of this hidden path.

   These six people happened to be three men and three women. Although they were dressed in different clothes, they all had a token with the word "sword" hanging on their waists.

   "Ahem!"

  Suddenly, a boy with double pupils among the six suddenly coughed up blood, and his body became unstable, and he was about to fall to the ground.

   "Ah, Brother Feng, how are you? Take another detoxification pill!"

   Fortunately, a round-faced petite female cultivator helped him in time, and then took out a jade bottle and said.

   "It's useless. This is the secret poison of the Blood King Sect. There is no cure for it. Leave me alone and go by yourself!"

  The double-eyed boy resisted the severe pain in his chest and shook his head. He wanted to break away from the petite nun, but he couldn't do it.

   "Brother Feng, don't give up, wait until the ancestral land of Shuangqin Mountain and open the secret treasure house, there will definitely be a turning point!"

   "Yes, the head took the risk to lure most of the pursuers away for us. If you give up at this time, how can you be worthy of him!"

   "Senior Brother Feng, I will carry you on my back, just keep going!"

  The rest of the people immediately opened their mouths to persuade them.

   "How can this be done, Junior Brother Song, you also have a cough cough"

  The boy with double pupils didn't want to drag everyone down, but he didn't have the strength to resist now, and he fell on the back of a strong boy in a blink of an eye.

   "Brother Feng, stop talking, you can't stay here for long, let's go!"

   Ignoring the blood oozing from his chest, the muscular boy gritted his teeth and carried the pair on his back to walk away.

  Although the path in the forest was difficult to walk, everyone had affixed wind charms to their feet, so they were walking like flying.

   Half a day later, the two side-by-side spiritual peaks are in sight.

  However, just as the six people reached the foot of the mountain, a sneer came from above their heads:

   "Hehe, the little guys still want to escape the old man's consciousness. If you hadn't asked you to reveal the location of the secret storehouse, I would have killed you in the forest just now!"

  Accompanied by the voice, six figures fell from the sky, they were the six disciples of the Blood King Sect who stepped on the flying magic weapon.

  As soon as they appeared, they surrounded the double-eyed boy and the others with grinning faces.

   "It's broken, it's Old Ghost Sha!"

  Seeing this scene, everyone immediately gathered together in fear, and then looked up at the sky.

  I saw that the former Zhenmu old man was hiding tens of feet above the ground with his hands behind his back at this moment, looking down at the six people with a playful face.

   "Hey, the old man will give you a way to survive now, open the secret vault for me.

   else"

   As he said that, the old man with evil eyes suddenly clawed his right hand, and scratched at the double-eyed boy.

   "Ahhh!"

  Suddenly, the boy with double pupils screamed and fell down from the boy surnamed Song. The blood vessels all over his body bulged and turned black, and his appearance immediately became terrifying!

   "Brother Feng!"

  The other five people immediately exclaimed when they saw this, and their teeth were gritted.

  But they were powerless to stop it, because the Sha Laogui in the air was a monk in the middle stage of alchemy!

   "Old ghost Sha, what are you doing here to bully Guo's younger generation, come here and take Guo's sword if you have the guts!"

   At the critical moment, a male voice full of air suddenly came from a distance.

  The six blood-clothed monks surrounding the crowd immediately looked in the direction of the sound, and saw six blood-colored sword lights coming from a distance at an extremely fast speed.

   "Ah! Master, help!"

"no, do not want!"

   "It's the blood-draining sword!"

  Amidst the exclamation, the six blood-clothed monks fled in all directions.

   But how could their speed compare to Fei Jian's escape speed, the next moment, six blood-red sword lights passed them through the chest almost in no particular order.

   What makes one's scalp numb is that although the six people had blood holes in their hearts, not a single drop of blood spewed out at the moment, but they all turned into six mummified corpses as if they had been sucked dry!

   "Blood Sacrifice Taoist! Impossible! Brother Wen, how could they let you run away?!"

  The death of some disciples could not move Sha Laogui, but at this moment, a gray robed man who appeared hundreds of feet away made him immediately show an expression of extreme fear.

  Amidst bursts of sword blares, six beams of sword light flew towards the gray-robed man at the same time. After closing in the middle, they turned into a blood jade flying sword several feet long, exuding a piercing murderous intent!

   "Hmph, they have become the souls of Guo Mou's sword, and you will go to accompany them soon!"

   After finishing speaking, the gray-robed man pinched his sword formula, causing the blood-drawing sword to circle around him once, and then slashed at Old Ghost Sha!

   "Damn it! I'll let you go today, Guangnan Mansion has been captured by my Blood King Sect, you don't want to leave alive!"

   Sensing the astonishing sword energy, Sha Laogui immediately carried forward the fine tradition of the monks of the magic way, and never lost face when it was time to run away.

   Upon seeing this, the gray-robed man immediately used his sword tactics, causing Feijian to chase after him for a while, but judging from his unmoving figure, it was obvious that he was mostly trying to scare the opponent.

   Sure enough, after watching Old Ghost Sha flee away, the man in gray robe suddenly covered his chest and vomited a big mouthful of blood.

  At the same time, his figure also wobbled and fell towards the ground.

  Actually, as long as Old Ghost Sha calms down a little more, it is not difficult to guess that this famous blood sacrifice Taoist is just an empty shell at the moment.

  After all, if he still has decent strength, the blow before he appears will definitely go at Old Ghost Sha, and how can he be wasted on a few Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivators.

   "Master! Master, how are you?"

   "It's okay, it's just some injuries. How is Feng'er?"

   Taoist Blood Sacrifice asked with a wave while taking out a pill and taking it.

  You know, there are only these six disciples left in their Wanjian Sect, and the boy with double pupils is the most talented among them. If they want to rebuild the sect in the future, they have to rely on them.

   "Senior Brother Feng has been poisoned by the Blood King Sect's secret poison, and he can't hold it anymore!"

  The petite nun immediately replied anxiously.

"what!"

  The Taoist Blood Sacrifice came to the boy with double pupils in a few steps, bent over and stretched out his hand to send several mana to his chest, then his expression changed immediately and he said:

   "Sure enough, it is the blood king's secret poison. Hurry up and open the secret vault with me. It is said that there is a panacea left by the ancestor of the creation school in it, which may save Feng'er's life!"

   After finishing speaking, Taoist Blood Sacrifice took out a "sword" token from the storage bag, and sacrificed it into the air with a flick of his wrist.

  When everyone saw this, they didn't need to be greeted by the Taoist blood sacrifice, but even shot a beam of mana light at the token.

   And shortly after a thick blood-colored beam of light sank into the token, the word "sword" immediately burst into light.

  The next moment, a white sword light split out from it, and chopped on a moss-covered stone wall.

   What is surprising is that it is obviously an ordinary stone wall, but it is not damaged at all under this sword light, and a rune has emerged instead.

   Now after a few breaths of silence, the stone wall moved towards both sides amidst a burst of rumble.

   Before it is fully opened, the dazzling aura has already shone from the gap!

   Seeing this situation, everyone couldn't help showing joy. After all, the more treasures there are in the secret vault, the better their lives will be in the future!

  However, before the smiles on their faces lasted long, a figure in black caught their eyes, and their faces immediately sank.

"who!"

   Although Taoist Blood Sacrifice was asking, in fact, he had already made a move at the first moment, and the blood-drawing sword turned into a blood light at this moment, and it slashed at the black-clothed figure!

  But after hearing a "ding", the blood-drawing sword was clamped by the **** stretched out by the opponent, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move!

   "I said, who painted this portrait, it really doesn't look like it at all."

  Accompanied by the faint voice, the young man in black slowly turned around, frowned and looked at the crowd.

"you!"

  Blood Sacrifice Taoist glanced at his talisman, and knew that the other party was someone he could not afford to offend, but he glanced at the empty secret storehouse, and immediately couldn't help asking angrily:

   "Who are you? Why did you steal the sect's secret library?!"

   "Hey, you won't believe me if you tell me, you just need to know that Luo will not harm you.

  This sword sacrifice was well refined, and it must have killed monks of the same level, but the blood was still a little weak. "

Seeing that the Taoist Blood Sacrifice was so nervous, Luo Hong couldn't help but chuckled, and then wiped the sword of the Blood-Draining Sword with the finger of his right hand, immediately turning its bright red sword into a dark red, and the terrifying blood aura surged out!

   "Repay you!"

  With a flash of silver light, the brand new blood-drawing sword instantly appeared in front of the blood priest.

  He took it with his hand in a daze. If he didn't have the special induction of the talisman, he wouldn't dare to connect the peerless weapon in front of him with his blood-draining sword.

  And what the young man in black did was just a touch.

  Such unimaginable things immediately shocked Taoist Blood Sacrifice for a long time, speechless.

   Fortunately, he has also experienced many ups and downs in these years, and his state of mind is unmatched by ordinary people, so...

   With a "plop", the blood sacrifice Taoist knelt down in front of the young man in black, and kowtowed:

   "Senior thinks he is the ancestor of Yuanying, what is the relationship with my Wanjianmen?"

   Turning back to look at the handsome portrait on the wall of the Founding Patriarch who looked better than Pan An, Luo Hong was speechless again.

  Which clever person is scribbling there? This is all right, the chances of the younger generation are about to run away!

   Regarding Wan Jianmen, Luo Hong actually didn't have any special feelings for him.

   It's just that after he split the boundary wall with the sky-shattering spear, he came directly to Dajin, and then swept it with his divine sense, and found that it has only been more than a thousand years, and Wanjianmen is almost over!

  Although a day in the spirit world is several days in the human world, the flow rate of time in each interface is different.

  So, the number of years he has stayed in the spirit world can be directly converted to the human world.

  Now there are only seven "kittens" left in Wan Jianmen, so needless to say, for the sake of love, Luo Hong intends to take them all to the spirit world.

  However, before sending them to the Nether Cave, one needs to ask them about the current situation of Dajin.

   After all, there is still an old friend here.

   "This seat and the founder of your sect are good friends. Now that Wanjianmen is gone, you can follow this seat."

  Luo Hong stepped forward immediately.

   "Wan Jianmen is not destroyed! If we are not dead, Wanjianmen will not be destroyed!"

  Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, the boy surnamed Song shouted excitedly.

   "Senior Brother Song, stop saying a few words!"

  The fellow students on the side heard the words and hurriedly persuaded.

   "Senior, this junior knows that you are a master of Nascent Soul, can you give me the elixir you got from the secret storehouse to save my brother's life!"

  The petite female cultivator couldn't care less about anything else at the moment, and the breath of the double-eyed boy was getting weaker and weaker. If she continued to delay, she would definitely die.

   "Oh? Let's see who dares to save!"

   Right at this moment, a cold voice came from behind everyone.

  The Taoist Blood Sacrifice was shocked when he heard the sound, but he didn't feel the person coming at all. Could it be another Nascent Soul High Cultivator?

   "The suzerain, it's them, that should be the sect secret library of Wanjianmen!"

   At this time, Old Ghost Sha was following behind a man in a blood robe, bowing his waist, and said flatteringly.

   "No, it's the suzerain of the Blood King Sect!"

  After seeing the face of the person coming, the Taoist Blood Sacrifice immediately stood up with a cry of surprise, holding his sword on guard nervously.

   "Huh? Your flying sword is not bad. Could it be that you got it from the secret treasury just now? Hehe, you Wanjianmen really have some wealth!"

   As he spoke, the head of the Blood King Sect stretched out his hand and grabbed the Blood Sacrifice Taoist, without paying attention to Luo Hong behind him.

  I saw that a big **** hand appeared on the top of the Taoist Blood Sacrifice in an instant, as if he was about to squeeze it into a meat paste.

  But the next moment, the big **** hand trembled violently, then lost control, and went straight to Luo Hong's right palm.

   Like a mud cow entering the sea, it sank into it without any movement.

   "Who is this Your Excellency?"

  Blood King Sect Master's expression changed when he saw this, and he asked with a frown.

  However, Luo Hong ignored him at the moment, but directly reached out to take a picture, and took the double-pupil boy in front of him.

   "Yin Yang ghost eyes? Interesting."

  After looking at this boy's eyes, Luo Hong couldn't help but muttered to herself, then stretched out her sword finger and pressed it on the center of his eyebrows.

  Suddenly, black and red poisonous gas flowed towards his fingertips, and after a while, the double-eyed boy returned to his normal appearance, but his face turned pale.

   "Hmph, fellow daoist forcibly detoxified him, but his vitality has been greatly damaged. Even if he is revived, he will be a waste!"

   Although the head of the Blood King Sect said that he was annoyed at Luo Hong's lack of face, but his spiritual sense could not detect the other party's aura, so he held his temper and wanted to observe again.

   But it is impossible to make him retreat in spite of difficulties, after all, he is a great monk in the late Yuanying period, and only the cultivator of Huashen can make him fear three points in this world!

   Luo Hong still didn't pay attention to the cynicism of the blood king sect master at the moment. He opened his mouth at this moment, and a ball of five-color light floated out slowly, falling towards the chest of the double-eyed boy.

   "Essence of essence every day! You are a cultivator who transforms spirits!"

   After a short induction, the blood king sect master immediately widened his eyes and exclaimed.

But fortunately, he knows the secret of the longevity of the cultivator of Huashen, and there are many Nascent Soul cultivators in the sect nearby. If he wants to come to this strange cultivator of Huashen, he will not spend a lot of life for a few foundation-building juniors. Fight with them.

   "Huh? Five-color robbery cloud! This group of heaven and earth essence is just, how did you draw this thing out!"

  Seeing a cloud of five colors suddenly rolling out of the sky, the head of the Blood King Sect was immediately puzzled.

   "Go away, it's not your share."

  At this time, Luo Hong finally spoke. Although the voice was not loud, it carried an inexplicable force, which shook the five-color clouds to pieces on the spot.

   "Tian Tian Dao Jie Yundu."

   This time, the Sect Master of the Blood King Sect was not calm at all. After being dumbfounded for a moment, he immediately ran away with all his strength.

  At this moment, while he was flying away, he was roaring wildly in his heart:

   "No! This person is definitely not a cultivator!"

  He has also seen the cultivators who have transformed themselves into gods. Every one of them is as afraid of the five-color catastrophe as a tiger, but the young man in black Piao Piao can shatter it with a single sentence, which really broke his mind.

   "Where did the monster come from? You must report to Senior Moyun immediately, otherwise what will happen to me?"

  In the middle of the conversation, the Suzerain of the Blood King suddenly realized that something was wrong.

  He is clearly flying away at full speed, but why is that **** Old Ghost Sha still staring at him blankly.

  PS: Brothers, the wedding is approaching, please be considerate.

  (end of this chapter)