Red blood spurted out, and the middle-aged man's face was filled with pain and unwillingness. He looked down at a white palm that pierced his chest.
Blood gurgled from his mouth. The middle-aged man's lips trembled and his voice was weak, "You, who are you?"
"Duanlang, sucked their blood!"
"Thank you master for the reward!"
"Roar!!!"
Hearing the low roar like a wild animal in his ears and the surging corpse energy, the middle-aged man's eyes were full of shock.
With his right hand retracted from the middle-aged man's chest, Ye Feng glanced at Duan Lang who was lying on the ground, swallowing the old man's blood, "Two strong men in the Fusion of God Realm who have abandoned their cultivation, are you enough to break through?"
"belch!"
After swallowing the old man's blood, Duanlang's whole body was covered with black corpse air. He burped and said bitterly: "Master, I can't swallow it!"
"Well!"
Seeing Duan Lang's pores gushing out, rolls of corpse energy spurting out, and his body rumbling, Ye Feng was speechless for a while.
After all, Duan Lang has no system and cannot swallow blood without limit. With his ability as a fifth-generation zombie, swallowing the blood of a strong man in the Fusion of God realm who has committed suicide is already the limit of limits.
"You digest it first!"
"Yes, Master!"
Ye Feng didn't waste any time. He grabbed the middle-aged man's body and pierced the man's neck with his sharp white fangs.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host for swallowing the superior blood and increasing the zombie experience evolution points by 2000!"
As Ye Feng's level increases, those in the Devouring God Realm can only obtain one thousand zombie experience evolution points.
Only because the middle-aged man was originally a powerful person in the Yang God Realm, with pure blood and essence in his body, and a trace of the will of heaven and earth, he was able to gain two thousand zombie experience evolution points.
Looking at Duan Lang who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, desperately refining blood, Ye Feng stretched out his right hand, and the dark Book of Heaven and Earth appeared again.
The next second, the dark Qiankun Book turned into a black light.
"You will be practicing later, come with me first!"
"Yes, Master!"
Duan Lang grimaced. He finally knew what it felt like to be full. He felt very uncomfortable when he walked, as if his stomach was about to burst.
Along the way, Ye Feng and Duan Lang also encountered many practitioners.
However, most practitioners didn't pay attention to them. After all, they didn't have any energy fluctuations in their bodies.
Of course, those who didn't have eyes would be slapped to death by Ye Feng.
Half an hour later, Ye Feng's eyes flashed with light and he stepped into an empty cave.
"Blood Bodhi?"
In front of Ye Feng's eyes, a vine clings to the stone wall, and blood bodhis like rubies exude an alluring aura.
After a quick glance, I saw that there were not many Blood Bodhisattva on this vine, only seven.
Without hesitation, Ye Feng moved and the seven Blood Bodhisattva on the vine disappeared.
"Congratulations, master, for obtaining the Blood Bodhi!" Duan Lang looked at the Blood Bodhi in Ye Feng's hand eagerly. Even now, his stomach was still bloated, but the aura emanating from the Blood Bodhi made him want to pounce on it and snatch it away.
Ye Feng ignored Duan Lang, stared at the Blood Bodhi in his hand, felt the majestic blood power surging in it, and directly threw a Blood Bodhi into his mouth.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host for swallowing the Blood Bodhi, adding 10,000 zombie experience and evolution points!"
"good!"
One Blood Bodhi is worth the blood essence and blood of two most powerful people in the Yang Shen Realm.
Throwing all seven Blood Bodhis into his mouth, Ye Feng opened the attribute panel and felt happy in his heart, "The physical attributes have also increased by fourteen points. This Blood Bodhi is really a good thing."
"Let's go and continue looking for Blood Bodhi elsewhere!"
Ye Feng is very satisfied with the effect of Blood Bodhi. As long as he eats thirty Blood Bodhi, he can touch the bottleneck of the second generation zombies.
You know, the second-generation zombies are comparable to small stars.
"Um?"
As soon as his nose moved, Ye Feng smelled the blood surging in the air, couldn't help but smile, and then slowly turned around and looked behind him.
"Blood Bodhi?"
"Where's the Blood Bodhi?"
A group of six people quickly ran into the cave, but when they saw the bare vines, their faces changed, and they continued to stare at Ye Feng and Duanlang with cold eyes.
"Boy, did you pick off the Blood Bodhi here?"
The person who spoke first looked about twenty-six, with cold eyes and arrogance on his face.
"Young master is asking you a question, why don't you answer it quickly!" A middle-aged man in the late stage of the Fusion of God Realm on the side stared at Ye Feng with squinted eyes, and the power of artistic conception rolled towards Ye Feng.
"Huh?"
The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly, and he murmured in his heart, under the pressure of my artistic conception, he didn't react?
"Boy, hand over the Blood Bodhi and I will let you go. Otherwise, don't blame me, Dugu Ming, for being cruel."
"Dugu Ming?"
Before Ye Feng could speak, Duan Lang's expression changed drastically and he lost his voice: "Are you Jianbao Dugu Ming?"
"You do have some knowledge!" Facing Duan Lang's shocked gaze, Dugu Ming raised the corner of his mouth, showing a hint of arrogance, "Since you already know my identity, please bring out the Blood Bodhisattva!"
Dugu Ming originally thought that if his identity was exposed, the young man in front of him would hand over the Blood Bodhi in fear. But what annoyed him was that the young man in front of him was actually smiling, as if he didn't know his noble status.
There was a strange light in Ye Feng's eyes. He stared at Dugu Ming, whose face was getting more and more ugly, and asked with a smile: "The sword castle of Dugu Sword, one of the four saints?"
"Hmph, how can you call your ancestor by his name?"
Dugu Ming was very dissatisfied with Ye Feng's attitude, his eyes were dark, "Ah Xiong, kill them both!"
"Yes, Master!"
The middle-aged man named Ah Hao had cold eyes, as if he was looking at two dead corpses. He stared at Ye Feng and Duan Lang, and said coldly: "Remember, when I go to the underworld, tell Prince Hades that the name of the person who killed you is..."
Chengxiong!"
"stop!!!"
Just when the power of Ah Xiong's artistic conception was rolling and he was about to take action, a shout suddenly sounded.
What followed was a majestic and blazing sword intent, which directly tore apart the power of artistic conception that Ah Xiong had just gathered.
"The sword is blazing with fire, like a dragon or a tiger, the sword technique that destroys families and eclipses the sun?"
As the young master of the Sword Castle, Dugu Ming's eyesight is quite good, and he can instantly feel the details of the sword's intention.
"The head of the Nanling sword broke off the commander?"
Looking at Duan Shuai, who was walking quickly with blood stains on the corner of his mouth and cold eyes, Dugu Ming slowly closed his eyes and said coldly: "Duan Shuai, my Jianbao and your Duan family have no holiday, right?"
Duan Shuai took a deep breath. Seeing that Duan Lang was fine, the tumbling sword intent around him slowly calmed down. He met Dugu Ming's sinister gaze and said, "If I don't stop him, Duan Jia may fight to the death with your sword castle."
Got it!"
"Dad, are you okay?" Seeing Duan Shuai injured, Duan Lang's eyes flashed with sadness.
"It's okay!" Looking at Duan Lang running up to him, Duan Shuai waved his hand, signaling him not to speak for the time being.
"It turns out to be the son of Jianshou!"
Listening to Duan Lang's address to Duan Shuai, Dugu Ming hummed and smiled, and said in a moderate tone: "Sword head, the right way is for those who have seen it. Your son has picked the blood bodhis here. Do you want to let him?"
Are they coming out? We can’t let our trip go in vain, can we?”
Duan Shuai's expression changed slightly, and he glanced at the vines spreading throughout the cave. Duan Lang was lucky enough to find the Blood Bodhi before him!
