Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

Ji Lingyu chased for more than ten miles through the forward passage, but did not see the black-robed Fan Youshi.

He thought secretly that it was impossible to run so fast. This man had no mana and injured himself to forcefully activate the formation.

Now it seems that he is hiding somewhere, but he is unable to detect this person's fake alchemy realm cultivation level.

Stopping his body, the flaming soul-stealing sword at his feet returned to his hand and hung back on his waist.

But now it's time to be careless, as your own magic power will be greatly damaged. What kind of Zuo Shi is this person? Then there are several fake alchemy monks in the same realm.

Moreover, the young master of the Demon Spirit Palace is also in this spiritual mine. The master of the Demon Spirit Palace seems to be a peak Jindan cultivator named Zhang, and there is also a Nascent Soul cultivator, the ancestor of the Zhang family.

"Now it seems that it is better to retreat back to the Yuqing Palace to explain the situation. Are there so many fake alchemy monks going to die?"

Ji Lingyu held a high-grade fire spirit stone in his right hand and flew out of the cave with his blood spirit wings trembling behind his back.

……

At the intersection of four underground passages of unknown depth, there is an irregular stone cave with a radius of several hundred feet, and a black stone platform with a radius of about ten feet protruding from the middle.

At this time, a gray-black light shield lit up around the stone platform, and there was a young man wearing black clothing faintly in the middle, whose face could not be seen clearly.

The man in black robe below trembled and knelt down and said: "Young Master, my subordinates are incompetent. A Blood Demon Sect monk broke into the west passage..."

"Elder of the Blood Demon Sect? Fan Youzhi, are you sacrificing blood to mortals again to fight against the backlash of the technique?"

The man in black on the stone platform spoke unhurriedly, and his expression did not change.

"Back to Young Master, that person is not Jin Dan Zhenren, but a young man at the peak of foundation building who has practiced the blood path flame. He used the blood path technique to break the third-level formation of his subordinate, the Red Devil Spirit Breaking Array."

The man in black robe seemed extremely weak and spoke intermittently.

"Blood Path Flame? That's nonsense. I have never heard of such a person in the Blood Demon Sect. Those who practice the Blood Path Flame are all Nascent Soul cultivators of the Blood Demon Sect."

The young man in black on the stone platform opened his eyes, looking at the man in black robe below who was lying on the ground with a bright black light.

"Young Master has learned clearly that my subordinates will never lie!"

The man in black robe banged his head against the ground, making a dull echo in the passages on all sides.

"Whether it's a lie or not, there must be a result."

The young man on the stone platform said this, raised his left hand, and the black light in his palm was pointed at the man in black robe lying on the ground below.

"Young Master! Ah!..."

But at this moment, everything within a few feet of the surrounding area was heading towards the left hand that was emitting black light.

The man in black robe shouted these intermittent words, followed by a series of screams. At this time, his body lying on the ground was involuntarily sucked into the dark and shiny palm of his left hand by the young man in black on the stone platform.

The five fingers of his dark and shiny left hand were spread wide to hold the man in black robe on the head. The man in black robe had no resistance and could not make any sound at this time, only his whole body was shaking.

After a moment, the shiny black left hand was retracted, and the man in black robe fell down under the black stone platform. He was completely breathless and was already a corpse.

"It turns out to be really a blood flame. Could it be that he is a disciple of some old monsters from the Blood Demon Sect? This matter must be reported to the ancestors as soon as possible..."

The young man in black clothes murmured.

His right hand changed, and a black palm-sized talisman appeared. The fingers of his left hand appeared with black light, and he wrote black characters on the black talisman.

"The peak cultivator of the Blood Demon Sect's blood path flame foundation is found in the spiritual mine of Yunqing Mountain!"

A black spiritual light flashed in his right hand, and a large black talisman flashed in his palm. Suddenly, a black flame spontaneously ignited without wind, and burned out in less than a moment.

"Come on!"

"exist!"

Four black figures flashed out from the shadows of the passages on all sides.

"Calling all the guardian envoys!

Use all your strength to search for a red-robed monk who practices blood magic skills who broke into the mine. Don't harm your life. "

"I will obey the orders of the young master!"

……

"Fat Han, apart from dealing with a few Demon Sect fish at the entrance of the mine these days, why is there not a single Demon Sect monk in this mine?"

A scholar in white was driving a bald eagle flying in front of the darkness. The eyes of this third-order bald eagle emitted bright white light, illuminating the passage more than ten feet ahead.

"Mr. Murong, we can't underestimate the Demon Sect monks inside just because there are a few mid-stage foundation-building guards at the door. Now that the enemy is in the dark and we are in the dark, we have to be careful."

Fatty Han, who was driving the red gourd behind him, said this with a smile.

"Come on, there are no elders from the demon sect in this spiritual mine now. There are only a few middle-grade spiritual stones scattered along the way. I am too lazy to dig, how can these demons see it?"

Hande smiled and said nothing more. Let Murong Feng explore the way in front, and he slowly followed behind.

Murong Feng was obviously impatient, and the bald eagle under him accelerated its flight speed. Moving forward quickly, Han De tried to persuade him, but he didn't say anything. However, he was getting further and further away from Murong Feng in front of him.

I do not know how long it has been.

I saw a figure in blue coming quickly from the front passage in a blue spirit boat.

When Murong Feng saw the Taoist woman surnamed Lin, she laughed and said, "Why did Fairy Lin come out? Has the entire passage been searched?"

The Taoist woman surnamed Lin didn't even look at Murong Feng, she walked directly past and headed towards the passage.

Murong Feng looked back at Taoist Aunt Lin in a daze, not understanding what was going on.

Han De's expression changed, and the red gourd turned around and quickly followed the woman named Lin in Taoist clothing to the exit of the mine above.

"Hey! Brother Han, you..."

Before Murong Feng finished speaking, a whistling sound came from the passage below, and a black light "Puff!" pierced through Murong Feng's back and came out from the front of his chest, bringing out a trace of black blood foam.

This is a needle-shaped object about an inch in size that emits a bright black light. At this time it turned upside down and disappeared into the darkness.

At this moment, Murong Feng could only turn around in shock, and for some reason, he flopped down on the bald eagle and made no sound.

The third-order bald eagle was frightened and was about to fly away.

A black flame appeared in the darkness ahead, and with a flash of light, it enveloped the entire bald eagle with a "boom!"

In just a moment, the place was completely burned under the blazing black flames.

"Protector Zhang's soul-devouring demonic fire really burns everything! Killing a third-level spirit beast is overkill."

"Xu Zuozhi's Soul-Destroying Needle is the one that kills people invisible. It can break through any protective inner armor or body-protecting aura with one blow."

"We can't wait any longer. This man is a scholar in white. There's a woman in blue running in front of us. She's not the boy in red robe with blood technique."

"This is all caused by the old guy surnamed Fan. He didn't kill a little peak-level foundation-building monk even though he used the formation. He still had the nerve to see the young master. Now our brother is helping to wipe his butt, and he is still alive. What the hell? Die clean.”

"It's serious to chase after you quickly..."

Two figures in black robes appeared in the darkness, their bodies wrapped so tightly that their appearance could not be seen. The two people's bodies changed, but they didn't do anything.

It was just a leap, but in a strange flash, he went from one end of the passage to the other, several hundred feet away.

Within a few ups and downs, he disappeared into this dark passage...