Chapter 17

In the middle of the night, the blood-colored crescent moon hangs, as if embedded in the sky, and you can touch it if you jump up hard.

Chen Zong hid in a stone cave that was not fully sealed in the sky. I don't know when this cave was left. After a little cleaning, it looked clean. Mars splash.

The flames were exuberant and blazing bright, illuminating the stone caves transparently, and also bringing a burst of warmth on this gloomy night, affecting the blood and yin to a certain extent, making them more afraid to approach easily.

Chen Zong tried the practice of boiling blood.

The first-level cultivation of the boiling blood technique is not difficult, it is similar to the burning blood technique, and it is easy to understand.

It took several hours on and off, and Chen Zong succeeded in the first practice of the boiling blood technique.

"Try it." Said to himself, Chen Zong immediately cast the blood boiling technique.

The use of the blood-burning technique is to collide and rub the qi and blood strongly, and then burn it up. The utilization rate of the whole body of qi and blood is very low. The use of the blood-boiling technique is also related to collision, but it is not so strong, but it is more frequent. , causing the blood temperature to rise sharply, boiling like boiling water.

The utilization of the power of qi and blood, the blood boiling technique is more thorough than the blood burning technique.

As the blood boiled all over, Chen Zong felt that his body temperature rose rapidly, but it was not as high as the blood burning technique, and more powerful power immediately flooded the whole body, and his arm strength increased by 500 pounds.

The sound of the sword was melodious, and the sword light burst out at the same time, piercing the fire light, leaving a clear trace on the rock.

"The speed has indeed improved, about 10%." Chen Zong secretly said.

The boiling energy of qi and blood was quickly consumed, and Chen Zong's expression changed slightly, and he quickly stopped.

"What's going on, can't it last for ten seconds? Half of the blood has been consumed in the past three seconds, and it can only last for six seconds at most." Chen Zong was very puzzled and thought.

Six seconds and ten seconds, the difference of four seconds is very obvious.

Could it be that he cultivated wrongly?

Taking out the animal skin paper and reading it carefully, and then comparing his own situation, Chen Zong finally came to a conclusion that the so-called ten-second duration should refer to the eighth-layer Qi and Blood Realm warriors, and the duration is short or long. .

But guesses are guesses, and whether it is true or false needs to be verified.

Quickly run Zhenjian Tianjue Gong to restore the power of qi and blood.

The gap between the third and fourth levels of True Sword and Heaven's Ultimate Skills is huge, and Chen Zong estimates that it will take a few months before it is possible to break through to the fourth level.

The power of qi and blood was restored, and under the firelight, Chen Zong practiced the sword. There was no specific swordsmanship.

At about the same time, he stopped practicing swords and rested until dawn, and he did not encounter the attack of Xueyin.

The birth of blood yin is not so easy. In the entire black blood battlefield, it is estimated that there is not much blood yin. As for blood li, it is even less.

After packing up and eating some dry food, Chen Zong set off again.

It has been five or six days since he entered the battlefield of black blood, but Shen Xueyu only got four pieces, which is too little in Chen Zong's view.

"You, bring your baggage here." During the break, four warriors came. They didn't seem to be very old. Chen Zong said unceremoniously, the other three were either indifferent or joking.

The qi and blood fluctuations emitted by these four people let Chen Zong know that they were four qi and blood realm ninth-level warriors.

Grabbing the burden, he threw it directly at the four warriors, while Chen Zong took the opportunity to get up and use the wind treading step to get away quickly.

"Stop!" The martial artist who caught the burden immediately shouted, "Otherwise, you will die."

Chen Zong is not so stupid, but his speed is a little faster. On the battlefield of black blood, even people he knows may stab behind his back, not to mention a few unfamiliar warriors, especially the others whose cultivation is far superior to his own. In this case, approaching rashly is like sending a lamb to a wolf's mouth.

"The cultivation base is not high, and it is quite alert."

"Fortunately he ran fast, otherwise I would slash him with a knife."

Unpacking the burden, there are some dry food and energy pills, animal blood pills and red blood pills.

Shen Xueyu and Chen Zong are both in the pockets, which is safer.

"There are still twenty energy pills left, ten beast blood pills left, and there is no dry food left, so I can only support them for another three or four days." Chen Zong was a little distressed.

Fortunately, I didn't put everything in the baggage, otherwise I would fall short and I would have to leave the black blood battlefield immediately.

"Take some more time to look for it. If it doesn't work, leave the Black Blood Battlefield and go to the town to supply supplies." He secretly said and chose another direction.

On the battlefield of black blood, the dark brown earth is the most common, followed by dead wood and gravel, and broken houses.

Walking and walking, Chen Zong saw a palace in the distance, half collapsed, half still intact, but it looked very old, but it still stood strong.

As Chen Zong approached, intermittent voices drifted into his ears.

"Someone is fighting..."

"More than one..."

On the battlefield of black blood, most warriors will not act for no reason, either because of contradictions or interests, or to rob the other side. Plain actions will only consume their own strength.

Chen Zong's lightness and speed also increased slightly, and he quickly approached the dilapidated palace.

"Be careful."

"Get out of the way."

"Kill it, all the Shen Xueyu inside is ours."

"Shen Xueyu!" Chen Zong's eyes suddenly lit up.

Going further, using the walls of the ruined palace to hide his figure, through the gap, Chen Zong saw four warriors fighting a monster.

Yes, monsters.

The body seems to be solidified from blood, mud and meat, and the hideous head is made of wolf and bear heads after being smashed together, and the exposed teeth are disorganized and sharp.

The body is strong, especially the pair of arms are very thick and long, without fingers, some are just sharp claws, each arm has three, each of which is twenty or thirty centimeters long, very sharp.

The incomparably cold and ferocious aura continued to permeate from the monster, creating a kind of mental oppression, which would make people with insufficient mental will feel chest tightness, nausea, dizziness, and then be torn apart by sharp claws.

"Blood!" Chen Zong secretly said.

This thing is an evolutionary body composed of flesh and blood after Xueyin has absorbed enough qi and blood. It has a very terrifying strength. Like those four warriors, they are all warriors of the ninth level of qi and blood, and each shot is very old and hot. It was the four people who were going to take their own burdens and even plan to attack them not long ago. They were very strong, and they cooperated tacitly. They couldn't kill it, they could only grind it slowly.

I heard that there are some more powerful Xue Li, which can kill even those who practice Jin Jing.

Looking away from the four warriors and Xue Li, Chen Zong swept to other places, and immediately his eyes were fixed.

In the corner of the palace, Chen Zong saw some blood-red stones, very familiar, it was Shen Xueyu.

"one two Three……"

"There are at least a dozen pieces, and each piece is at least the size of a fist."

His heartbeat immediately became faster, and his breathing became a little faster, and he was secretly excited.

Shen Xueyu has a lot of weight, an egg-sized piece weighs three or two, so the fist-sized Shen Xueyu is estimated to weigh a jin, which is worth one hundred thousand white jade coins.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong took his eyes away from the Shen Xueyu and looked at the four warriors and Xue Li. It was obvious that these Shen Xueyu were bloody. Xueyu, Xue Li naturally refused, and also stared at the flesh and blood of these four warriors, and the two sides inevitably fought.

Blood Lisheng will absorb the qi and blood of four qi and blood realm ninth-level warriors and become more powerful. Maybe it can threaten the martial arts practitioners. If the four warriors win, they will get those Shenxue jade, which are at least worth Millions, but it is said that Xue Li's body will condense a kind of blood essence, which is somewhat similar to the blood essence inner pill of monsters, but also different.

In terms of value, blood essence is better than the blood essence inner pill of second-grade high-grade monsters, because the blood energy contained in blood essence is more pure and easier to absorb.

"If it's someone else, maybe I have to think about it, but since it's the four of you, I'll be a oriole..." Chen Zong smiled secretly and approached the Shen Xueyu along the wall little by little, while waiting for the opportunity.

The best thing is that Xue Li and the four Qi and Blood Realm ninth-layer warriors are fighting to lose both.

The four warriors, two with knives, one with a gun and the other with a pair of iron arms. The bloody fighting style is very fierce. , the two claws savagely counterattack, tearing the air with one claw and one claw, leaving a red afterimage, and the wind bursts out.

"Use martial arts to kill it as soon as possible."

"Three Blades of Residual Wind!"

Qi and blood erupted, and he slashed out three times in a row. The knife was tyrannical, leaving three deep wounds on Xue Li's body.

"It's raining hard!"

The spear trembled, the spear tip turned into countless, sharp and tyrannical, all stabbed on Xue Li's body.

"Break the wood!"

The long knife was raised, the blood exploded, and the knife suddenly slashed, as if all the strength was concentrated on this knife, even if a century-old tree was in front of him, it would be chopped off. The incomparably sharp voice is like a brain-piercing magic sound, making people dizzy.

"Iron Arm Serial Breaking Mountain Style!"

His arms collided with sparks and splattered, pushing with tyrannical force, like two sledgehammers slammed violently, hitting Xueli's chest heavily, causing him to retreat again and again.

The bloody sharp claws counterattacked, but they grabbed the chests of the two warriors and couldn't dodge. One with a knife and the other with a spear was torn out three claw marks on the chest. White.

"It is said that Xue Li's claws are very special. Once scratched, the pain will be more than twice the normal." Chen Zong saw this scene through the gap in the wall.

"kill!"

"Four Blades of Residual Wind!"

Under the severe pain, it erupted again, unleashing a more powerful attack, four knives slashed continuously on the same wound of Xue Li, almost severing Xue Li's body.

Xue Li was even more ferocious. He was slashed with four knives abruptly. The only remaining arm was slashed with sharp claws. The sharp arrow, with an unpleasant stench, immediately changed the expressions of the four warriors, and they stepped back.