Zhuo Yifan's meditation power is 3.0, and his ability to view the world with his soul has long been completed. A slight release of his meditation power is enough to penetrate all corners, capture every communication, and clearly radiate back to the depths of his soul. What's more, the Shura he cultivates
The soul, soul, and body are all covered by the power of the devil, making it difficult for ordinary people to detect. But this scholar noticed him. It was obvious that his identity was not only a second-level golden elixir monk, but also a master of certain meditation.
A powerful soul cultivator.
"Although 90% of the new students entering the Blood Prison this time do not know the meaning of soul cultivation, this scholar has practiced in the Blood Prison for some years, so he will not understand this principle. I didn't expect that he would discover my negligence.
"
Looking at each other, Zhuo Yifan felt an invisible spiritual power spreading around him. It was the scholar who was testing Zhuo Yifan's strength.
Zhuo Yifan let him test him, and his meditative power was only a few points. He was a soul cultivator, but not a master in soul cultivation. With the power of the devil as a cover, he believed that this scholar would never be able to see his true strength.
The scholar named "Young Master Lin" had a trace of solemnity on his face. As soon as his eyes moved, a cold meditative force suddenly spread out and charged towards Zhuo Yifan.
Everyone around him felt strong spiritual pressure, as if a mountain was pressing down on him, squeezing him down.
"Meditation Power 2.0, the overall strength is even more powerful than Fengchaoxue!"
Zhuo Yifan was stunned, knowing that the scholar didn't believe in his own strength at all, so he quickly used the Shura blood in his body to circulate in a circle to protect his body, and was hit by the scholar's meditation power. He deliberately pretended to be invincible and raised his breath.
He spurted out a mouthful of blood and left in a hurry. In the eyes of outsiders, he looked like a drowned chicken in a state of embarrassment. But he didn't know that his show of weakness had already been targeted by the scholar.
"Haha. I thought he was some kind of master, but it turns out he's just a waste."
The scholar sneered and stared at the top floor, where Zhuo Yifan disappeared, with a proud expression on his face.
"Mr. Lin, you were looking in that direction just now. What happened? Was someone disrespectful to you? Let's beat him up!" At this time, the two followers also came over, and they each divided 0.1 of the bloody battle points.
He is even more obedient to scholars.
"It's just a little ant. If he disrespects me, I can kill him at any time." Mr. Lin smiled disdainfully: "That direction should be the location of Longming Compound. Pay close attention to me. There are no masters in it.
When the time comes, go and harvest. Do you understand?"
The so-called "timing" is to wait for the newcomers to accumulate enough bloody battle points. And harvesting means robbing. Fattening them up and then slowly killing them is a common method used by the veteran monks in the Blood Tower to bully the newcomers.
"Understood!" The two of them clasped their fists respectfully and made eye contact. One of them said flatteringly: "Young Master Lin Yun and Young Master Lin Yang have also come to the Blood Prison. They are in the Changhe Courtyard. Do you want to go, Master Lin?
have a look?"
"Oh? My brother is here too?" Lin Yun's eyebrows trembled. He didn't expect that his younger brother would dare to come to the Blood Prison.
"This time, Master Lin Yang came together with the Fang family of Chihua City, the Wu family, the Xue family of Tianlong City, and the Ouyang family of Ten Thousand Immortals City. The eldest master sent two brothers, Lin Ni and Lin Wei, to protect the young master. Unfortunately, he was mysteriously
Even the masters of the Xue family and the Ouyang family who were at the first level of the Golden Core were killed by the strong ones." These two followers seemed to be under the command of someone, and they were very well-informed.
"The mysterious master? Killed Lin Ni? And the two golden elixirs of the Xue family and Ouyang family? Killed three people one after another!" Lin Yun finally became a little more interested and waved: "Let's go to Changhe Courtyard and have a look.
I want to know more detailed information about this mysterious and powerful man. If I have the chance, I really want to have a discussion with him."
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At the same time, Zhuo Yifan had returned to the courtyard. He closed the door and four people in the courtyard quickly gathered around him. Lan Shuang'er saw the blood on his clothes at a glance and couldn't help being shocked: "Brother Yifan, you are injured."
Already?"
"How could this happen? What happened?" The others asked in surprise.
"Don't worry, I vomited this blood to show others. I'm fine." Zhuo Yifan moved his eyebrows, and used the power of meditation to transmit everything that had just happened into everyone's consciousness.
"It's just too much!" Le Shi frowned and was furious when he found out about this. He never expected that these people were so rampant and dared to directly plunder the blood battle site in front of the blood building manager.
Zhuo Yifan sighed: "These people came here earlier than us and are very familiar with people and things. They think they are the climate, so they dare to be so arrogant. I just pretended to be injured by him and vomited blood. Maybe the other party
They won’t take me seriously, but they definitely think that the people in Longming Courtyard are easy to bully. I think they will definitely wait until we kill the spirit beasts and accumulate enough bloody battle points before attacking us.”
"Then what should we do now?" Guan Yu asked: "What if they come to the door..."
"Don't worry. If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move. If the enemy moves, I'll move first. If we don't move, they will never come looking for trouble. How many pills do we have on hand now?" Zhuo Yifan waved.
"More than two hundred spirit-gathering pills, a hundred Qi-hiding pills, more than two hundred detoxification pills, and two hundred spirit-returning pills." Zhou Muqiu was resourceful and had already counted the number of pills just now and answered directly.
"Divide these pills equally. Each person will take one Hidden Qi Pill. If you are hungry, take the Spirit-Gathering Pill or the Spirit-Returning Pill. If you are thirsty, take the well water. Let's not go out these days. Let's go through the big hole in the blood talisman first.
Demon, please familiarize yourself with the environment."
At that moment, the five people divided the elixir equally and each returned to the room. In the Blood Prison, there are no bloody battle points, so it is difficult to move forward. It is important to kill spirit beasts to earn bloody battle points. But understand the surrounding environment and the distribution of spirit beasts, and properly
Arranging a good plan is the most important thing.
Zhuo Yifan sat upright on the bed, calming down to breathe and take in his breath. He was secretly brewing a plan in his heart, and hundreds of thoughts were whirling in his mind in an instant.
While thinking about it, he put the blood talisman on his wrist, and an obscure power vibrated from it. Zhuo Yifan felt that a spirit was connected with his flesh and blood, as if it had become a second soul in his body.
Then a ball of white smoke gradually condensed in front of his eyes, which was the prototype of the great demon.
The ancient great demon in the Leshi Blood Talisman is the "Thunder God Fox", Zhou Muqiu's is the "Taotiant Beast", the one who watches the rain is the "Wind and Rain Demon", and Lan Shuang'er's is the "Green Wood Dragon". These are all ancient great demons,
They are equivalent to Kunpeng, dragon and phoenix-like existences in the world of cultivation. Each one has tremendous power.
"I wonder what spiritual brand of the great demon is sealed in my blood talisman?" Zhuo Yifan raised his voice slightly and looked at the white smoke curiously. He saw that the white smoke kept shrinking and twisting, making inexplicable sounds.
The strange movement finally turned into a big snake-like demon, standing up straight and making continuous hissing sounds.
Whoops!
At this moment, this big snake-like demon condensed into shape, and a terrifying spiritual power penetrated directly into Zhuo Yifan's soul.
boom!
"not good!"
Zhuo Yifan felt that his spirit seemed to be invaded by an evil spirit, which was extremely dangerous!
"The Nine Hells swallow up the heaven and the earth. My descendants, give your soul to me, and your soul will become my crown. My descendants, give your body to me. Your body will become my battle.
First!"
At the next moment, the spiritual brand of this ancient demon suddenly let out a loud roar, and its mental power surged again, forming a tall and domineering shadow in the depths of Zhuo Yifan's soul, with its huge and slender body lying on top of each other.