Chapter five hundred and forty seventh black robe blood boy
While the other four families were gathering their teams, the monks from the Fang family were all sitting cross-legged behind the black-robed monks, with their hands on their backs, channeling mana with all their strength.
Thanks to the secret technique of the blood path, they were not blown too far by the strong wind after passing through the gap in the black tornado, so they were able to grab a head start.
Not long after, the black-robed monks heard muffled sounds "bang bang" one after another, as if their shackles were being opened, and their aura suddenly increased.
Almost in no particular order, the auras exposed by all the black-robed monks have reached the perfection of the thirteenth level of Qi refining.
At this time, the monks of the Fang family all looked pale because of excessive mana loss. They gasped and took out the elixir from their storage bags and drank it.
"Senior, please."
At this moment, the evil smile on the face of the young master of the Fang family had disappeared. He was seen gingerly taking out a huge water bag and handing it to the black-robed monk.
Other members of the Fang family also followed suit and handed out almost identical water bags.
"Jie Jie, you're a good boy. After this incident, when you come to the Blood Weeping Sect, you will be indispensable as an inner disciple!"
The black-robed monk laughed strangely, stretched out a thin red hand with sharp nails, grabbed the water bag, bit off the stopper and drank it hard.
Suddenly, the smell of blood overflowed, and drops of bright red liquid flowed from the corners of the black-robed monk's mouth.
It turns out that the water bag is not filled with water, but the essence and blood of the human race!
Just when the young master of the Fang family secretly breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly among the sounds of people drinking blood, an exclamation came:
"Young Master, help! Ah! Put it up~"
Hearing this sound, the Fang family monks couldn't help but turn around and saw a black-robed monk. Whether he was dissatisfied with the blood essence in the water bag or just out of pure ferocity, he grabbed the Fang family monk in front of him and took a sip.
He chewed off half his neck.
At this time, he was greedily sucking the essence and blood of this Fang family monk, and in just two or three breaths, he took his life.
Seeing this horrific scene, the remaining monks from the Fang family couldn't help but take a few steps back, staring at the black-robed monk in front of them in panic, fearing that they would be the next to suffer.
"Jiejie, after all, this blood boy has become a little too impatient after training, and his ferocity is much greater than usual. It is indeed difficult to control him with this body."
After the black-robed monk in front of the young master of the Fang family drank all the blood and essence in the water bag, a bloody light flashed in his eyes, and the black-robed monk who was violent and hurtful calmed down.
But looking at his posture of being ready to pounce at any moment, one knew that he must not have had enough.
"Boy, missing one person shouldn't affect your mission, right?"
"Senior, don't worry, even if there is no help from the Song family, this junior will still have the confidence to lead the clan to kill the monks from the other three families!"
The young master of the Fang family bowed and replied. He did not dare to complain at this time, because these black-robed monks had already reached the early stage of foundation building after drinking blood.
The young master of the Fang family knows that if he acts a little cowardly or disappoints the other party, he will surely become his prey.
"Jiejie, very good, then I'll leave it to you!"
After the black-robed monk gave the young master of the Fang family a meaningful look, he led the other black-robed monks straight to the center of the mountain range and left under the blood cloud.
It wasn't until these people disappeared into the forest that the monks from the Fang family dared to move.
"Young Master, should we go to make peace with the Song family first, or should we just choose a family and kill them?"
Fang Hu, who had a rather strong body, was only inferior to Fang Beichen, the young master, in cultivation, so he became the team's number two figure.
"Hmph, I almost feel sick when I see Song Junlin's hypocrite behavior. Let's ignore him and destroy the Ma family first!"
The Ma family is mainly engaged in the refining and selling of magic weapons in Liaozhou, and is the most accident-prone force, so Fang Beichen wants to bite off this hardest bone first when his family is in the best condition!
After making the decision, Fang Beichen couldn't help but look at the tribesman who died tragically. After sighing in his heart, he sat down cross-legged and quickly restored his mana with the help of elixirs.
At the foot of Daqing Mountain, Luo Hong and Gong Xuehua had already reunited with the rest of the monks from the Gong family. The original team of eighteen people was now missing one person.
"Why is Qiming so slow? Could something have happened?"
Gong Yanwen looked worried and seemed to have a good relationship with the missing tribesman.
Before coming in, the head of the Gong family cast a secret spell on each of them.
As long as they input mana into the water drop mark on their wrist, they can sense the person who also inspired the mark.
However, at this time, no matter how many people tried to stimulate the mark, Gong Qiming did not respond at all, which was obviously a disaster.
"We can't wait any longer. We must make peace with the other three families as soon as possible. Otherwise, the strength of the Fang family will be enough to defeat each of us."
Although Gong Peiwu is arrogant, he is not a brainless person. He knows that it is difficult for his family alone to fight against the elite soldiers of the Fang family.
"Yes, let's move closer to the Song family in the northwest according to the original plan!"
Although Gong Xuehua couldn't bear it, she didn't want to wait any longer.
Because when the Black Wind Breathing Formation is activated, the positions of the five families are fixed, so according to the four families' prior plans, they plan to let the neighboring two families meet first, and then join forces to take the initiative to find a house.
Trouble at home.
Since the Gong family is adjacent to the Song family, they now have to go to make peace with the Song family first.
Hearing this, everyone in the Gong family nodded.
However, just when they were about to leave, Luo Hong suddenly said:
"Luo Mou feels that the matter of reconciliation is not urgent now. Instead, we should first find out what happened to brother Qiming."
If anyone else had said this, Gong Peiwu would have definitely choked back, but now it was Luo Hong who spoke. After hesitating for a moment, he asked doubtfully:
"Brother Luo, why did you say this?"
"You must have read the clan's classics about the Wuyuan Mountains before coming here, so you must know that the blood cloud should not exist, and there cannot be anyone outside that can kill Brother Qi Ming."
Luo Hong said to everyone calmly.
"Brother Luo means that due to the sudden change in the blood cloud, something that we don't yet know about but can threaten our lives has appeared in the mountains?"
Gong Yanwen's book of sages was finally read in vain, and he quickly understood Luo Hong's meaning.
"Exactly. The Fang family is not adjacent to us, so we can't attack in a short time, but the thing that harmed Brother Qiming should be nearby.
If the other party takes action again without us knowing anything about it, I'm afraid we will still suffer losses."
Luo Hong's persuasion was not out of pure kindness, but because he had already discovered the thing that killed Gong Qiming with his spiritual consciousness, and the appearance of the other party was obviously closely related to the blood cloud.
Therefore, he decided to look for clues from them first.