Six hundred blood cloud cavalry can crisscross the battlefield. One thousand cavalry can confront a large sect like Shangxiao Sect without defeat.
In one year, it is actually very good to be able to gather five hundred Blood Cloud Knights. With the current prosperity of Qian Tianshan, it is estimated that in five or six years, there will be a thousand. Considering the spiritual tide, maybe there is still time shorten.
Zong Shou was still a little unwilling to give up, and asked without giving up: "One hundred thousand? No more? I'll let people throw some more essence beasts down, can they be refined again?"
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Yiren looked at Zong Shou with the look of an idiot: "It's possible, but even a sixth-level beast will need at least seven years to resist the poisonous surname of this spiritual salamander's essence and blood. "
Zong Shou frowned, and then sighed secretly. He knew that his mentality was out of balance. He didn't even think of this common sense.
But the next moment, Xuanyuan Yiren said: "There is another way, which is to directly take the blood from the severed tail of the newt. I have studied it carefully before. Although the newt is one of the ancient beasts, it is famous for its poison. But it should not be poisonous, so it is inferred that the blood of this newt will become poisonous after seeing the wind——"
Zong Shou's eyes were slightly bright, and he had the feeling of being in a new village. He knew that the meaning of "seeing the wind" in Xuanyuan Yi's mouth should be after contact with the blood of the spiritual salamander and the air.
Xuanyuan Yiyi said halfway, but then he frowned: "It probably won't work. Even if the blood of the newt can be obtained, it may not be able to be used to make pills. Legend has it that the newt is an ancient holy land, and it is said that it still exists today. In this world, even a severed tail contains its strong will. If you take its blood, if it cannot be purified, you will probably bring disaster upon yourself."
Zong Shou had already stood up, but when he reached the entrance of the cave, he suddenly remembered something and had to turn around and said bravely: "That's right! I forgot to mention. More than ten days ago, I took your senior brother His body was destroyed."
When Xuanyuan Yiren heard this, he curled his lips and immediately expressed disbelief. Zong Shou was only a Huanyang Spirit Master so far. How could he be the opponent of his senior brother who had advanced to the seventh level a few years ago?
But the next moment, I saw Zong Shou's extremely serious look. I remembered that on the Xuan Mountain, Zong Shou had also used the combination of spirit and martial arts, royal martial arts, and Wei Xu's power to defeat an eighth-level powerhouse. His eyelids twitched. Jumping, surprised and uncertain: "Really beheaded?"
Zong Shou did not answer, but nodded seriously. Xuanyuan Yiren suddenly took a breath of cold air, then pondered for a moment, and then asked again: "So Zong Shou, do you have anything to be ashamed of?"
"That's not true!" Zong Shou shook his head: "Your senior brother joined forces with Han Ni Shui Long Ruo to kill me. In the end, together with Long Ruo, I cut off my body——"
In fact, Li Yuandan's strictness was, strictly speaking, destroyed by the old man Long Ying. But Zong Shou did not want Xuanyuan to rely on others and turned his resentment to Long Ying.
When they heard the names Hanni Shuilongruo, the three women in the cave couldn't help but turn pale.
Xuanyuan Yiren was also slightly moved, and then shook his head: "Then my senior brother is wrong, Zong Shou, you have done nothing wrong. My senior brother is really too eager for quick success and quick gains, and his methods are despicable, and he is not like a gentleman. I have learned a lesson this time. In fact, It’s also a good thing. If you kill me, you’ll kill me. After you return to the sect, you will report it to your master and elders and ask them to distinguish right from wrong.”
Then she stopped talking, and a look of worry appeared on her pretty face.
When Zong Shou saw this, he smiled instead. He knew that this kind and righteous girl really didn't mean to blame him.
As for the Danling Sect, if it weren't for Yiren, he really wouldn't care about it. Even without the Blood Cloud Cavalry, Qiantian Mountain at this moment is enough to fight against it.
Yujian soared into the air again and rushed into the thick fog. This time, he flew directly to the center of the valley and flew away quickly.
Chuxue Weishui and Xuanyuan Yiren also chased after them. At this time, Xueer was able to control the weapon, but her figure was shaky and she almost fell down several times. She only relied on Weak Shui's support to prevent her from falling. .
The distance of a hundred miles was approaching in an instant. In less than half a moment, the white mist gradually turned into blood color. And the deeper it went, the thicker the blood mist became, and the more it contained the power to confuse the mind. It causes people to deviate from the route unconsciously.
There are more and more powerful and powerful thoughts, flooding everywhere. With a few people, I can follow them at first, but then they can only fall to the ground and start walking.
Zong Shou, however, was very familiar with it, and his speed did not slow down at all. It was not until he estimated that he had reached the center of the valley that he casually fired a Spirit Art, and immediately a strong wind blew up, sweeping away all the mist.
Then I saw a huge stone pillar in front of me. It was more than 500 feet high and could be surrounded by a hundred people.
The column is arc-shaped, with a lower tip and a wider upper end, and the tail end is inserted deep into the ground. It is surrounded by rocks that look like scales.
At the top, there was a neat break, as if cut by a knife. From time to time, blood-red liquid emerged, and then the moment it came into contact with the air, it suddenly boiled and rolled, and countless smoke emitted. Spread out.
Not far from here, about ten miles away, there is another cave entrance. Mist is also coming out from time to time. In addition to a large amount of water vapor, it is the unique black mist under the evil abyss.
"This is the Tail of the Salamander!"
Xuanyuan Yiren stood eight hundred feet away and stopped. Although it was just a severed tail of a spiritual salamander, after tens of thousands of years, the vastness of his thoughts could still overwhelm everything.
Having reached this point, Xuanyuan Yi reached his limit and could only watch from a distance. However, his eyes were still full of shock.
Although they have been hunting spirit beasts everywhere in this foggy valley for the past month, they have never known where the severed tail of the newt is. At this time, following Zong Shou closely, they finally Zong Shou flew over the cliff without saying a word. Looking down, he saw that the top of the smooth stone pillar was oozing with bright red liquid, but it contained a foul smell, which was obviously highly poisonous.
This was also what he expected. With a slight thought in his mind, he summoned the Yin Fire Sword in front of him.
Several talismans were placed on the sword. Then, the sword was thrust downward.
Nine dragon shadows suddenly appeared behind him, emitting an exciting dragon roar. The Thunder Winged Dragon even appeared. With a flicker of his body, his soul actually left his body and sneaked into the Fire Yin Sword.
As if it were a weapon spirit, the aura of the sword suddenly surged.
"Keng!"
There was a loud sound, and when the swords and stones collided, countless sparks immediately burst out. The Huoyin Sword, which was as sharp as a second-level magic weapon, only made a small white mark, and was suddenly slammed by a huge force. was bounced back.
The vast thoughts lurking within the stone pillar also expanded at this time and rebounded spontaneously.
Zong Shou's body immediately shook, and he almost fell to the ground. His face was covered in a heavy sweat.
This is the thought of the holy realm! Just the small part of the broken tail, one impact, almost caused his soul to collapse!
He took a few deep breaths, grabbed a few pills, and swallowed them in his mouth.
After a few breaths, Zong Shou recovered a little. But without hesitation, Zong Shou slashed out with another sword!
There was another muffled sound, and there were still sparks flashing, which only made the white mark deeper.
Then there was one sword after another. After each sword, Zong Shou felt even more strenuous.
The whirlpool of the chaotic sea was also on the verge of collapse under this strong pressure. Fortunately, at the seventh sword moment, the nine-story pagoda suddenly emitted a yellow light, suppressing his soul again.
It was not until the thirteenth sword fell that the white mark penetrated half a finger into the stone. Suddenly, a bright red oozed out from inside.
Zong Shou was ecstatic in his heart, and immediately deployed his magic power, completely isolating the spiritual energy of the surrounding air. Then he extracted the fresh blood of the newts, but when he drew the fifth drop, the white marks left
, it was completely healed, and no more bright red blood penetrated. The total time was only ten breaths.
Zong Shou shook his head, the self-healing power of this salamander was indeed abnormally strong.
Others only thought that this spiritual salamander was still in the world. But he knew that this divine beast was now half-dead and hiding deep in the void. It was actually not far from death. Otherwise, he would not have dared to attack this spiritual salamander.
But even so, the remaining power of this severed tail is incredibly strong. It is better to start with this wound and replace it with other parts protected by scales. Even if his Fire Yin Sword is completely broken, it may not be able to open it.
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At this time, his consciousness was already drowsy, and he did not dare to continue. He hurriedly raised his sword, and when it reached four thousand feet, the sword light could no longer support it, and he lowered his whole body to the ground. Fortunately, Xuanyuan Yiren
She and Chuxue, affected by the impact of the thought, had already retreated to the nearby area. They both hurriedly jumped into the air and used Zong Shou's figure to prevent him from being too embarrassed.
Xuanyuan Yiren's face was livid.
"I think Zong Shou, you are crazy, that is a spiritual salamander!"
With such pressure from the soul, she felt as if her soul was about to collapse even when she was thousands of feet away. Zong Shou thrust his head straight, and it was a miracle that he didn't die. However, Zong Shou smiled awkwardly and did not answer. He recovered slightly.
After that, put the things in your hands in front of your eyes.
It was the blood of the Psychic Salamander. Even just now, when he was about to lose consciousness, he did not forget to bind with the true energy to isolate the air and spiritual energy.
At this moment, these drops of blood seemed to be alive, constantly changing their shapes.
However, Xuanyuan Yiren didn't even look at it, and snorted with a straight face: "I didn't ask you to sacrifice your life! Besides, this holy state of mind cannot be eliminated at all. Even if it is not poisonous, it cannot be used to make elixirs."
Zong Shou smiled and suddenly activated the Tianyuan Devouring Technique. He swallowed it all in one gulp. These few drops of blood immediately changed him again. He became a lot more honest and lost all his vitality.
Xuanyuan Yiren's eyes were filled with incredulity at this moment. It could be clearly felt that although the vitality in the blood had been lost a lot, the will of the spiritual salamander had also been weakened to the extreme.
If so, it would be feasible to use it to make elixirs. After frowning and thinking, Xuanyuan Yicai spoke again.
"If that's the case, I have a way to increase the number of Salamander Blood Essence Pills to 500,000. I only need enough fourth-level alchemy masters. However, I only need three drops of the Salamander's blood, and any more will be useless -