The blood-colored giant rat was aggressive and did not give in even when facing Wuyan. Its front paws kept grabbing on the ground, as if it was about to rush up to tear Wuyan into pieces at any time.

Wuyan frowned slightly. He hadn't taken action yet. Why did this magic mouse change so much? Since he is ready, why can't he get on?

In an instant, Wuyan saw what the magic mouse was thinking. He drooped his hands and acted relaxed. He did not take the bloodthirsty monster in front of him seriously.

Suddenly, Wuyan stared at the magic mouse with her eyes and glared hard, and her eyes suddenly became bright! Mu Ran stretched forward with his right hand!

Seeing this, the magic rat, who was already tight in muscles, had a huge soul. He instinctively kicked his feet and his body was full of blood, and he was about to turn into a ball of moonlight and leave!

However, how could everything be as he expected?

Outside the blood light transformed by the devil rat, a golden color filled the air, and then a pure golden hand appeared out of thin air, holding the devil rat in his hand. No matter how hard the devil rat struggled, he could not move at all!

"Stinky monk, you must die a good death! Wait, it won't take long before our clan will be able to escape. Then we will wash away your perfect enlightenment lineage again!" Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, the demon mouse cursed and threatened wildly.

"Hmph, come out! Let me see which demon god is coming!" Wuyan was angry and said in a bad tone. The golden big hand turned into an energy state and penetrated into the body of the demon rat.

As the magic rat howled painfully, the rat's body continued to grow smaller, but the blood color gradually condensed.

After a few breaths, the giant magic rat had become only one foot large, and the spirituality in his eyes was lost. He suddenly fell to the ground and ran into the grass with a "squeak" sound.

Wang Lin had already arrived next to the monk who was on the verge of death. After putting the faceless pill in his mouth, his face turned rosy and his breathing gradually stabilized. The most amazing thing was that the monk's arms and wounds slowly began to squirm at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it would not take long to recover as before.

After dealing with this "patient", Wang Lin turned around and saw an evil image that he had never seen before appearing in the blood condensation!

It was an image of a bat with a wing on the back, a long hooked tail behind the buttocks, a tangled muscles and a full face full of hostility.

But that image is now only half a meter high and is extremely uncondensed, as if it is about to dissipate at any time.

"It's really eye-catching that one of the top ten demons of the Angry Blood Demon Clan, the Blood Dove Demon God actually possesses an ordinary field rat!" Wu Yan ruthlessly mocked.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that this thin spiritual energy of the borderless desolate will also come out of the shocking cultivation of a person like you. I was negligent." The blood-colored demon shadow was very calm and analyzed calmly. There was no sign of prisoner in his tone, but it seemed like a greeting when he met an old friend.

"Then leave your blood spirit power for me." Wuyan sneered. This was the first time he had encountered such a demon clan who was trying to pretend to be calm when he died.

"Do you think I have been preparing for so long, and I have only this incarnation? Hahahaha..." Xuejiu smiled wildly, and was very proud of his careful preparation.

Wuyan didn't speak, and frowned without saying a word and forced and quickly invaded the incarnation of the blood divine with his Taoist realm, hoping to discover this guy's attempt and spy on his memory.

"You... don't think about success!" Xuejiu actively resisted after discovering Wuyan's actions, but this was an incarnation after all, not as good as the original body. When he couldn't resist, he wanted to self-destruct this incarnation without leaving any left behind the enemy.

But everything was imprisoned by Wuyan. If he wanted to self-destruct, he had to communicate with the world. The Blood Dove Demon God now could not even control his own body. In the end, he had to dissipate his spiritual consciousness by himself. To put it bluntly, a ball of blood spirit power with the Blood Dove Demon God's spiritual consciousness fell into Wuyan's hands.

Wuyan's eyes showed disappointment, and his spiritual sense was too wonderful, so he could not stop the blood dou from dissipating by himself. Now that the information he received was limited, he had to go back and let everyone in Lanjia Temple prepare.

The blood-spirited power left by the Blood Dove Demon God was purified by Wuyan and turned into a pure spiritual object. The so-called spiritual object is something rich in a large amount of spiritual energy.

Wuyan stretched out his hand and led it, and about one-third of the blood spirit power floated into the body of the colorful spirit deer. The body of the scarred spirit deer quickly healed, and even the colorful light emitted all over his body became brighter from dimness.

After a while, Linglu opened her eyes and woke up. She ran to Wuyan and rubbed Wuyan's legs happily.

"Master..." Wang Lin called Wuyan over: "His injury has almost healed, why haven't he woken up yet?"

"It's okay, he's too tired. Although his body is fine, his consciousness is still sleeping. It's okay when he wakes up." Wuyan squatted down, reached out and touched the monk's forehead and said.

After hearing Wuyan's explanation, Wang Lin felt relieved and stood up to wash his hands on the shore where the two beasts fought and fought.

After Wang Lin came back, Wuyan threw the blood spirit essence as big as a fist in his hand to Wang Lin.

"You need too much spiritual power to practice. You can use this in the future." Wuyan said.

"Is this?" Wang Lin could feel the tremendous spiritual power and a faint fragrance contained in it, but he didn't know what it was.

"The blood extracted from the demons' harmed creatures can be temporarily submerged in their spiritual consciousness, or used to speed up their own cultivation." Wuyan explained calmly.

After seeing Wang Lin frowning and resisting, Wuyan continued: "I have purified it, and it only contains blood and spiritual power. If you feel uncomfortable, then protect the weak in the future and try to drive the demons out of my boundless world."

Wang Lin nodded fiercely. He already knew that the demons were not creatures from this world, and that their existence was to erase life. But why did they appear? Wuyan just said that it was about things ten thousand years ago. He couldn't understand it for a moment, so he asked him to go to the Sutra Pavilion of Lanjia Temple to read it in the future.

Wang Lin put away the blood spirit essence and helped move the monk who was still unconscious to the back of the extremely reluctant spiritual deer, and they set out again.

The monk did not wake up until he walked five or six miles more. After seeing him riding on the Linglu, he was so scared that he jumped down.

"Master Lu, I didn't mean it, and I don't know why..." The monk kept explaining in a hurry and awkward manner, not knowing that there were people around him, and he also put everything before aside.

Linglu just glanced at him and left quickly. Only then did he slapped his forehead, remembering what had happened before, and suddenly became alert.

But he was tense and his eyes were on the left and right before he found that Master Lu had brought him back. He relaxed, and suddenly looked back and was scared again...

"Little monk Wujiao, I wonder where this master's junior brother came from?" He was carried by Linglu before. Although he was shocked when he suddenly found someone behind him, he greeted him politely after seeing it clearly. (To be continued)
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