Xue Kui Immortal Dynasty, Qian Tu City, an important border town.
Lu Qian returned to his original appearance, six feet tall, with long hair hanging loose. He wore Yuan Lingtian's local-style Qingfenglangyue Taoist robe, a black and white feather crane cloak, and carried a pure gold dragon Zen staff. His attire was neither a monk nor a Taoist, and his aura was neither right nor wrong.
Xie, with a sullen face and squinted eyes, walked out of the Void Teleportation Formation as if he was not to be trifled with.
On the other side of the Qiuxue River, the Miluo Sect and the Water God Palace have officially entered a mode of harming each other and entered a state of protracted confrontation.
Next, the mission of Song Feng and others is to expand the war, call friends, stab each other to bleed, and make both sides suffer as much damage as possible.
The Thirty-Six Immortal Dynasties, the secular vassals of the Miluo Sect, have organized their armies under Lu Qian's instructions and are preparing to send them to the front line of Qiuxue River through the Void Movement Formation, break through Qiuxue River, and invade the territory of Water God Palace.
The high-level officials of both sides were beaten to death, and the secular military power could not remain idle.
Who knows in the future, whether the armies of these secular immortal dynasties will be transferred to the Holy Heaven and become the sharp swords that slaughter the people of the Holy Heaven?
Therefore, the armies of these secular immortal dynasties should also consume each other. The more they consume, the better, and the greater the damage they cause, the better.
Lu Qian himself, on the other hand, used escape techniques, paid fees from time to time, and borrowed the public void movement formations along the way to rush all the way to the territory of the Blood River Sect.
Lu Min received the inheritance from Master Huaxue in the Skull Cave, and when he used his magic power to forcibly subdue Su Hong, the Taichu Confusion Pearl vibrated violently, allowing Lu Min to sense Lu Min's existence - Lu Min was seen in the Taichu Confusion Pearl.
Lu Qian was completely stunned when he saw that familiar face.
How did Lu Min come to Yuan Lingtian?
How long has he been here?
Why is he here?
Hey, hey, when Lu Qian set off from Yuanlingtian, didn't you hear that he was also going to stroll over?
Moreover, as soon as he appeared, he fell into the territory of demonic giants such as the Blood River Sect. It is impossible for Lu Qian not to worry!
Therefore, he hurriedly arranged the affairs of the Miluo Sect, threw away his hands, and headed straight for the territory of the Blood River Sect as quickly as possible. However, the area of ​​Yuanlingtian was too vast, and Lu Qian used all his strength to rush all the way.
, he used everything from the One Thought Escape Technique to the Void Movement Formation. It took him several months before he entered the territory of the Xue Kui Immortal Dynasty.
Today, Lu Qian is six feet tall, with a handsome and strong face. His energy and blood are as surging as the sea, as fierce as a dragon, and he is constantly exuding a burst of vitality. He just walked out of the void moving formation in Qian Tu City, and the guards moved
The thousands of soldiers who were in the massacre, and even the monks who were coming and going nearby, all stared at Lu Qian with blood in their eyes.
It's like a fat and tender lamb suddenly appeared among a group of hungry wolves. Whether it's official or private in Qiantu City, these guys who have practiced blood magic skills can all grow little hands from their throats. They can't wait to see them.
He grabbed Lu Qian and stuffed him into his stomach.
However, those folk demon cultivators who were not very strong and cautious were still observing Lu Qian from a distance.
And a young man guarding the moving formation, wearing a bloody robe and golden armor, who was obviously very knowledgeable, already had red eyes, laughed and stood up from a big chair next to the moving formation, and walked quickly in two steps.
When he arrived in front of Lu Qian, he opened his right hand to block his way.
"Where does this fellow Taoist come from? What's the purpose of joining my Xue Kui Immortal Dynasty?" When the young man arrived in front of Lu Qian, his nose twitched crazily, and he felt like a strong, masculine essence and blood breath was rushing towards his face.
, just like an old bear in the mountains who plunged into a beehive and smelled the best royal jelly, the young man's body couldn't help but tremble.
Can't blame him.
Blood monks are more sensitive to blood essence than human imagination.
These monks who have been practicing blood magic skills for many years throw them into the sea water. A drop of monk blood falls into the sea water thousands of miles away. They can all be keenly aware of the breath of this drop of blood - their sensitivity to blood.
A hundred times, a thousand times or even ten thousand times stronger than those deep-sea sharks!
And Lu Qian
His physical strength reached the strength of a Kun!
This has exceeded the limit that Yuan Lingtian's will can tolerate. If it were not for the cover-up of Taichu Hun Tongzhu, God's punishment would have fallen, and either Lu Qian would be killed or expelled from Yuan Lingtian!
Lu Qian's body is far stronger than all the physical cultivation that has appeared in Yuan Lingtian's history, his blood essence is purer, and every drop of blood essence contains greater energy. Even if he did not deliberately incite blood and energy, he would have no influence on these blood paths.
As far as the monks are concerned, he is a piece of "the best Tang Monk meat". Just the smell of him will make these guys fascinated and unable to control themselves.
Lu Qian frowned. He looked at the young man blocking the road and sneered: "What? The Xuekui Immortal Dynasty still has such rules? I paid enough spiritual crystals to borrow your moving formation to pass by."
The young man smiled, raised his head, and looked up at Lu Qian, who was almost twice as tall as him: "I am the ancestor of the Blood God, the current headmaster of the Blood River Sect in Chitianqiong. It is my uncle Taitang who served as the envoy of Qiantu Town.
, the one who is responsible for the management of the Void Moving Formation in and out, I suspect, fellow Taoist, that you have evil intentions towards my Xue Kui Immortal Dynasty!"
From all directions, a large group of soldiers guarding the Void Movement Formation formed and surrounded here. They all stared at Lu Qian with bright eyes. Many of them were actually licking the corners of their mouths. Their expressions made Lu Qian's whole body tremble.
My hair stood on end and I had goose bumps.
"I also invite fellow Taoist to come to my residence, hehe." Chi Tianqiong said with a strange smile: "When we find out the origin of fellow Taoist, if fellow daoist really has no ill intentions towards my Xue Kui Immortal Dynasty, then
I will respectfully send you Taoist friend off."
Among the onlookers, a man in brocade robes rushed out with a large group of guards.
"Chi Tianqiong, such a top-notch blood slave, do you want to eat alone or something?" The man in brocade robes stared directly at Lu Qian, and said with a "hehe" smile: "Fellow Taoist, if you can help me, give me a drop of blood.
Come out, hey, let me rate your blood essence!"
The man in the brocade robe arrived in front of Lu Qian in just three or five steps, and reached out to grab his wrist: "Why don't you come with me? I'll give you as much as you want, good clothes, good food, beautiful people, handsome boys, whatever enjoyment you can think of in the world.
You give me three to five kilograms of essence and blood every month, and everything else can be discussed!"
Lu Qian narrowed his eyes.
Come on, these guys treat him like a domestic animal. They raise him with good clothes and good food, until he is white and fat, and they bleed him every month. People raise pigs to eat meat, and they raise Lu Qian because they want to
Want to drink blood!
The hand of the man in brocade robe almost caught Lu Qian's wrist.
Lu Qian was carrying the Panlong Golden Staff, and with two 'bang bang' sounds, the heads of Chi Tianqiong and the man in brocade robes exploded with thousands of peach blossoms, and were smashed to pieces by the Zen staff. The souls of the two people could not escape, and were directly killed. Destroy with great force.
The soldiers and the guards all watched helplessly as their master was beaten to death by Lu Qian like a little chicken. He suddenly shouted, and his body was filled with blood, blood mist, and blood clouds, all of different colors. Bloody light flashed randomly, and flying knives, flying swords, flags, small arrows and other objects flew in random directions, hitting Lu Qian in a chaotic manner.
Lu Qian snorted coldly, and the Demonic Skull, the most precious demonic treasure he snatched from Wu Gengong, rushed out with a sharp roar. The white skull and two black goat horns shone with strange magic light. This Demonic Skull Facing the wind, it turned into a size of seven or eight feet. He opened his mouth and took a deep breath. All the blood and blood mist were swallowed cleanly. He held the flying sword magic weapon in his mouth and chewed it in a few or two bites. pulpy.
Before these soldiers and guards could react, the Demon Skull took a deep breath. The bodies of nearly a thousand soldiers and hundreds of guards shriveled up at the same time. The essence, blood and soul in their bodies could not be restrained at all, and turned into streams of blood and were continuously swallowed by the Demon Skull.
The screams and cries were heard endlessly, and in the blink of an eye, more than a thousand people were sucked clean by the demon's skull, leaving only a cloud of ash floating in the wind.
"Hey, who else is interested in my blood?"
Lu Qian sneered, his eyes like daggers, and looked at the monks surrounding the moving formation.
The Demon Skull jumped for joy and cheered, and its aura grew faintly. These days, the Demon Skull, like Lu Qian's other spiritual treasures, has been infiltrated by the strange aura emitted by the Taichu Mixing Bead, and its essence is constantly improving.
However, as the Demonic Skull's origin has been improved as the most precious treasure of the demonic path, it still needs other resources to continuously improve its power.
The blood essence and soul of these blood demon cultivators are exactly the qualifications most suitable for him!
The blood essence and blood of more than a thousand demonic monks, the strongest of which was only at the Golden Lotus level, only quenched some hunger and thirst for the Demon Skull, but it was still very empty.
Lu Qian deliberately stirred up the blood.
There was a faint whistling sound of water waves inside the body, and the rich fragrance of essence and blood was constantly being released from Lu Qian's body.
The eyes of the demonic monks around him were red, and someone yelled: "He killed the governor, take it down, take it down."
Someone else yelled: "I'm waiting for so many people, are I afraid that he won't succeed alone? Take it, take it! One bite of him is better than ordinary blood beasts, there are more than a hundred thousand blood birds!"
Some even roared hysterically: "This good licensed beast belongs to me. With just one bite, I will be able to break the bottleneck and condense the Dao Fruit!"
The aura of essence and blood on Lu Yi's body is too strong. Those who practice blood magic skills instinctively feel that just a small sip of the essence and blood on Lu Yi's body can bring them huge benefits!
At this moment, in their eyes, Lu Qian is not a human being, but a panacea in human form!
Grab it and earn even just one bite!
From all directions, nearly 30,000 blood cultivators, whose cultivation levels ranged from the Furnace Realm to the Condensing Dao Fruit Realm, rushed towards Lu Qian in a chaotic manner.
Lu Qian smiled and put his hands together.
The Wutu sneaking thunder net flashed in the void, and the Wutu divine thunder roared down all over the sky. Lightnings the size of water tanks and as heavy as Mount Tai fell. With a thunder, the void for miles around was shattered, and everything was shattered.
The blood mist rolled, and the Demon Skull roared loudly, swallowing in large mouths.
His aura continued to soar, and his power increased by leaps and bounds. Mysterious demon patterns continued to appear on the white body, and the blood mist rolled around, faintly condensing into twisted and ferocious demon heads.
The bronze bells in Qiantu City roared, and countless garrison troops rushed towards this direction with roars.
Lu Qian nodded slowly: "It's okay, they are not good things anyway, just kill them!"
With a sneer, Lu Qian released the little Vajra Sumeru Mountain. Over the past few days, he had accumulated half-step Taoist soldiers in the heavenly realm!