"elder brother!"

Ling Xuan was startled and was about to rush forward, but was held back by Lan Youmeng again.

"Senior!" Ling Xuan said with a slightly angry expression.

"Little girl, you are really eager to love your husband." Lan Youmeng joked.

Ling Xuan blushed and said quickly: "Brother has no magic weapon, if this continues..."

"Magic weapon? Is that human-level trash worthy of being called a magic weapon?" Lan Youmeng said with a persevering expression.

"As you can see, Chen'er can kill him even without using magic weapons."

There was a muffled bang, and the old man was like a sandbag being smashed away. After falling to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out immediately. On the other hand, Bing Chen, although a few wisps of blood were spilled on his right hand again, he didn't pay attention at all.

He even licked the wound on his hand, showing a hint of intoxication.

Afraid of affecting Bing Chen, Ling Xuan quickly covered her mouth, her eyes full of worry and distress.

"Little girl, don't be so nervous." Lan Youmeng said, gently stroking Ling Xuan's hair.

"Xiao Chen'er is practicing this palace's Blood Soul Technique, and now he is using one of the most basic supernatural powers and bloodthirsty tactics. Once used, the physical strength and intensity will be greatly increased. Looking at him like this, he is almost close to the body refining process.

His body is in the early stage, and a mere low-grade human-level magic weapon will only cause him some superficial injuries at most."

Speaking of this, Lan Youmeng suddenly showed an inexplicable smile. After looking at Ling Xuan carefully, she said: "Little girl, your temper is very suitable for me. Are you interested in becoming my disciple? I also say

Your Blood Soul Technique is a mid-level heaven-level technique, and it is not limited by many spiritual roots."

Ling Xuan's expression showed a hint of astonishment, but then she gave a slight salute to Lan Youmeng and said: "Senior's love is very dear to me, Ling Xuan understands it, but Ling Xuan already has a master. If she joins another school without authorization, it would be a great disrespect to the master.

So I hope senior can forgive me."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I just like your temper. I will go and meet your master soon."

Bing Chen's body was constantly bleeding. From the beginning of the battle to now, he had suffered more than a dozen wounds, large and small. The pain all over his body not only did not stop him, but made him even crazier.

The fist was bloody and bloody, and even some of the finger bones were exposed, but he didn't care, his eyes were full of bloodthirsty red light, and his body dodged to the left, trying to hit the old man when he got the chance.

It is worth mentioning that after these ten minutes of fighting, Bing Chen's movements are now much smoother and more natural, and his body control during the battle has become more and more proficient.

The old man's number of hits was also significantly reduced by more than half.

However, looking back at the old man, he was already at the end of his strength. His breath was weak, his face was stained with blood, the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, and his eyes were full of fear. He had never seen such a crazy fighting style, nor had he ever

I have seen such a terrifying third-level Naling. With a cultivation level two levels lower than mine, he has been suppressing his momentum from the beginning to now. He seems to be unaware of pain, does not care about his own injuries, and only focuses on attacking. This is a madman.

, a desperado.

At this time, the old man felt extremely remorseful. If he had known better, he should not have listened to the young master and let this kid be slowly tortured to death by that thing. He should have pinched him to death in the first place to avoid future troubles.

"die!"

Bing Chen shouted loudly, and the blood all over his body became strong again. He kicked off his feet and came to the old man's side in a few steps. He easily avoided the slashing sword and punched the old man's temple.

There was a muffled bang, and the old man flew out. When he fell to the ground, he was already bleeding from all his orifices, and his eyes were staring out, lifeless.

Seeing this, Ling Xuan breathed a long sigh of relief and hurried to Bing Chen's side. Her face was full of distress and worry, and she carefully checked his injuries.

A ray of red light flashed, Lan Youmeng came to the old man's side, made a hand seal with her jade hands, and a ray of light penetrated into his body. As the soul power surged, the old man's body glowed faintly with blood, and every fiber of his body contained abundant spiritual power.

The essence and blood overflowed from his body, and within a moment, a blood pill the size of a dragon's eye was condensed in Lan Youmeng's hand.

Throwing it casually, the blood pill flew towards Bing Chen.

Subconsciously catching it, Bing Chen showed a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

"Eat it, this is your trophy. With this Blood Soul Pill, your body refining realm should be able to break through to the early stage of body tempering."

After taking a deep look at Lan Youmeng, Bingchen threw the Blood Soul Pill into his mouth and immediately sat down cross-legged to start refining it.

Seeing this scene in her eyes, Ling Xuan covered her mouth slightly with a look of shock. Couldn't she see that the blood pill just now was the essence of the old man's whole body?

Devouring and refining the blood of monks for one's own use, Ling Xuan has been practicing for several years and has heard of this from her master. This is...

There was a hint of fear in Ling Xuan's expression, and Ling Xuan felt chills all over her body. Seeing Lan Youmeng's gaze, Ling Xuan's delicate body trembled slightly, she subconsciously took a step back, and said in a trembling voice: "Senior, that blood pill..."

"Why, Xiaoxuan'er wants to eat too?" Lan Youmeng joked.

"Senior, what you just used was a magical method!" Ling Xuan summoned the courage to ask.

"Oh, this matter, yes, according to some people, it is magic power." Lan Youmeng said with an inexplicable smile on her lips.

Ling Xuan's delicate body trembled again, and there was a little panic in her eyes.

"Xiao Xuan'er seems a little scared. I forgot to tell you that I am the master of the Demon Sect. Oh, by the way, your brother Bingchen will take over as the master of the Demon Sect in the future." Lan Youmeng teased.

After experiencing the initial panic, Ling Xuan fell into silence.

Ling Xuan learned from her master that the Demon Sect should be eliminated by everyone in the world. Over time, in her subconscious, she has avoided the Demon Sect like a snake and a scorpion, and it has become another synonym for fear in her after the monster beast.

At this time, there is a person from the Demon Sect beside him, maybe even a senior member of the Demon Sect.

However, it seems that this person from the Demon Sect is not as vicious as the legend says, and even the person he cares about most now...

Looking at Bing Chen, and then carefully glancing at Lan Youmeng who was smiling slightly, Ling Xuan's eyes showed a little hesitation.

Her mind was spinning and she was thinking deeply. After a few minutes, Ling Xuan's eyes were already firm. She looked at Lan Youmeng and said, "Senior is as kind as a mountain to my brother. Moreover, senior is so gentle. Even if senior is a member of the Demon Sect, I am not afraid. Senior

Since my identity has been revealed in front of Xuan'er, Xuan'er has reason to believe in senior's trust in me. Xuan'er believes that senior will not be harmful to my brother, nor will he harm me. Please rest assured, senior, Xuan'er will not let anyone else

Know this."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it seems that I have seen the right person. Xiao Xuan'er, you are becoming more and more popular with me."

"Oh, by the way, I have an article about a dual cultivation technique for men and women, which can be combined with the Blood Soul Technique to quickly improve your cultivation level. Little Xuan'er is not interested in it." Lan Youmeng joked.

Ling Xuan blushed and quickly turned her head to the side.

Two hours later, Bing Chen's body was full of blood, and the blood energy in his body was obviously much stronger. Although his cultivation level had not been significantly improved, his momentum was obviously improved.

Body refining, body tempering state, breakthrough.

Brush, Bing Chen opened his eyes, a flash of light flashed away, his eyes were full of energy, and there was no trace of fatigue after the battle of life and death. After taking a look at the injuries on his body, Bing Chen grinned.

At this time, except for the serious wound on Bingchen's waist, most of the other wounds had begun to heal under the rich blood energy of the Blood Soul Pill. From the looks of it, they might be healed in less than a day, which also made Bingchen Chen lamented the powerful effect of Blood Soul Pill.

"elder brother!"

Ling Xuan came to Bing Chen's side immediately, with a smile on her face. Ling Xuan saw almost every trace of Bing Chen's changes in the past two hours. She saw that Bing Chen was not only fine, but also benefited from it. Ling Xuan was completely relieved, and at the same time she became more and more determined. As long as her brother was okay, as long as her brother was willing, it didn't matter if she was a demon sect.

When Bing Chen came to the old man's side, he groped around for a while. Except for the low-grade human-level long sword, he didn't find anything else of value.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and after putting the old man's body into the space ring, Bing Chen and Ling Xuan flew away into the distance.

Nearly an hour later, the two arrived at a community. Bingchen rushed straight towards one of the buildings, and finally stopped in front of the door of a room on the eighth floor.

The raised hand hesitated for a moment, but then his eyes became cold and he pressed the doorbell on the wall.

"Bingchen!"

There was an exclamation from inside the door, and there was obviously some excitement in the tone. He quickly opened the door. When the woman was about to say something, she was pushed gently by Bing Chen. Then she and Ling Xuan stepped into the house and closed the door smoothly. die.

The person in front of her was none other than Shen Yiyan. At this time, her face was haggard, and there were still a few tears on her face, but her expression was filled with uncontrollable excitement. She quickly wiped the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes, lightly opened her red lips and said, "Bing. Chen, I know you..."

However, before he could finish his words, a corpse appeared in front of him. It was the fifth-level Naling old man. Shen Yiyan was so frightened that she screamed and quickly took a few steps back.

"Uncle Li!"

After seeing the body clearly, Shen Yiyan immediately exclaimed, and then looked at Bing Chen in disbelief.

Just now, she was a little confused as to why Bing Chen was covered in blood and even had obvious injuries in some places. Now she finally understood. But then, his face was full of panic and he quickly asked: "You killed him he?"

"Do you know the origin of this old man?" Bing Chen asked without answering, with a cold look on his face.

"Uncle Li, servant of Zhou Zhihuang, hide the body quickly. Don't let others know that he is..."

"Zhou Zhihuang, is it the same one as last time?"

Shen Yiyan's delicate body trembled slightly. Seeing Bing Chen's expression, she felt extremely bitter in her heart, and her expression also showed a bit of pain. She bit her lower lip tightly and nodded slightly.

"It seems that your status in Zhou Zhihuang's heart is really extraordinary. You even sent a fifth-level spiritual monk to protect you." Bingchen said sarcastically.

Her pretty face suddenly turned pale, Shen Yiyan smiled sadly, her red lips slightly opened, but stopped talking.

"Okay, I'm too lazy to care about anything else. Tell me what's going on with Zhou Zhihuang."

He looked at Bing Chen with a sad look, but a trace of fluctuation in the depth of his eyes showed his inner unwillingness, and even a hint of prayer. His expression was full of pain, and the corners of his eyes trembled slightly, staring into Bing Chen's eyes, so After a while, he opened his red lips lightly.

"Zhou Zhihuang, a student of Jianling Academy, has a ninth-level cultivation of Naling. His father is a senior executive of Jianling Academy..." His voice trembled slightly, with a trace of despair in his tone.

"Jianling Academy?"

"Does Xuan'er know this person?"

Ling Xuan shook her head slightly and said: "Since I entered the academy, I have been practicing with my master and spent most of my time in seclusion..."

After taking a deep look at Shen Yiyan, Bingchen said in an indifferent tone: "Just take care of yourself!"
Chapter completed!