Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

Ji Lingyu's face was red, and his muscles all over his body were tense. He stretched out his bright red hands forward, and two blood-red flames continued to pour into the Nine Netherworld Flame Shield in front of him.

A sneer flashed across the corner of the Zombie King's mouth, and the sharp protruding fangs flashed with a dark red cold light, making people shudder.

At this time, the dark red humanoid monster's arms were bright red, and it slammed into the red light curtain.

"boom!"

A violent sound spread throughout this small space channel with a radius of several miles.

The red light curtain restricted the spiritual light and flashed wildly, then shattered in an instant.

"boom!"

There was another earth-shattering violent sound, and the clanging fist with flashing red light struck the Nine Netherworld Flame Shield.

The extremely solid blood-red flame collided with the powerful red fist, and the sizzling sound was endless.

Ji Lingyu's sharp eyebrows opened wide, staring at the red fist just a few feet away.

It was seen that the Nine Nether Flames and the red light were consuming each other very quickly at this moment. In the blink of an eye, the three-foot-deep blood-red flame was nearly half broken.

The glowing red fists also dimmed a lot. The Zombie King's blood-red eyes suddenly opened wide. He originally expected to break with one blow, but it didn't work. In front of him, the young man in red robe at the peak of the golden elixir was actually successful in body training. .

Ji Lingyu mobilized the Nine Nether Flames all over his body with both hands and circulated his magic power, but he still felt that he would not be able to hold on any longer at the next moment.

His expression was extremely horrified, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Senior's physical training skills are indeed not comparable to those of the younger generation, but now it seems that we have reached the point of exhaustion, how about we just stop here?"

"Hey! Hey! Boy, you can't hold it anymore, I haven't tried my best yet."

The zombie king's blood-red eyes were gleaming fiercely, his fangs and big mouth smiled sinisterly, and his voice was low, hoarse and cold.

Ji Lingyu's sharp eyebrows flashed with a hint of determination in his sharp eyes, and he roared.

"come!"

At this time, the red-robed young man's skin was bright red, and the power of the Nine Netherworld Flames in front of him surged.

But the next moment, a scene happened that made Ji Lingyu's hair stand on end.

"Hey!"

I saw the Zombie King, his fists violently breaking away, and ten sharp nails flashing with red light on his claws, fiercely shooting toward the blood-red flame shield.

Ji Lingyu's eyes widened, and he stared at the sharp dark red nails in horror, seeing them split into the blood-red flame shield on both sides.

The Nine Netherworld Flame, which was so solid and powerful, could not be stopped at all.

"what!……"

A heart-piercing roar resounded throughout the cave passage, and the red-robed young man's whole body was seen bursting with blood-red flames, while his figure quickly retreated.

"boom!"

In the light of blood-red flames, the dark red figure of the Zombie King also took a few steps back, then flashed and turned into a red light that shot out backwards.

Now look at the naked upper body of the young man in red robe. On the shiny red skin, the dark red nails are half an inch deep into the flesh.

There were actually sharp nails on his chest, abdomen, and shoulders, with bright red blood stains on them.

Ji Lingyu slowly raised his head, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Senior, have you finished this punch?"

The voice was extremely deep, as if it was roaring from the throat.

A trace of astonishment flashed through the zombie king's red eyes.

"Hey! Hey! Although your boy's body-training method is not as good as my king's, it's not bad at all."

Ji Lingyu snorted coldly, and suddenly his whole body brightened with blood red light, and his upper body muscles tightened.

"what……"

A roar mixed with pain could be heard for a long time.

At this time, ten sharp dark red nails shot out from his upper body and shot forward.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

The sharp nails hit the surrounding dark red stone walls, and the sound was endless.

The Zombie King waved his right arm and swept aside a dark red nail that was about an inch long.

"Boy, you managed to catch this killing move that I spent hundreds of years on, which is considered a skill, but..."

A sharp look flashed in Ji Lingyu's eyes, and he said coldly: "Why, the majestic zombie king, talking like farts? If you want to come again, I can accompany you at any time."

The Zombie King's expression froze and he snorted angrily.

"Hmph! You'd better wish for yourself, kid. There are several Nascent Soul Ghost Kings in this Netherworld Canyon, so don't die in their hands..."

The Zombie King shouted angrily, then turned around and turned into a red light, shooting towards the rear passage. After a while, it disappeared into a red mist without a trace.

Seeing that the Zombie King had gone far away, Ji Lingyu relaxed, and the blood-red light all over his body quickly dimmed. The wounds on his upper body made by the Zombie King's sharp nails were surrounded by a dark red color, and it was obvious that he had been deeply poisoned.

Unable to maintain his standing figure in the air any longer, he fell to the dark red rock ground below with a plop.

The young man in red robe tilted his head and passed out.

At this time, Ling'er's blood-red flame figure, which was more than fifty feet long, rushed out from the red ring around his waist, stood in front of the red-robed young man, and said loudly and urgently.

"Master, you are injured..."

At this time, a figure in white flew out of the red mist from behind, it was the woman Yuan Miao.

"Junior Brother Ji..."

Yan Miao rushed to Ji Lingyu, helped him up, held his left hand and started to explore it.

"Sister, how is the master?"

Ruan Miao probed for a moment, then raised her head and said: "Junior brother Ji is probably not in good condition. It's just that his original spiritual power has been greatly damaged, but the foundation of the golden elixir has not been damaged. However, many of the shocking wounds on his upper body have been poisoned. Deep, the toxins have invaded the internal organs.”

"This is how to do…"

Ling'er, the flaming bird, turned around anxiously, but suddenly turned around and said loudly.

"Sister, please put the master on Ling'er first, and let's find a place to hide. As long as the master wakes up, it will be fine. The master is a body-refining monk, and all injuries in the past have healed on their own."

Yan Miao looked at the young man in red robe in her arms with a complicated expression. Seeing that his face was bloodless at this time, but his expression was determined and his brows were furrowed, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"Ling'er, there is actually a passage behind the fire crystal just now. We might as well go there to hide for a while."

"Let's leave now!"

Ling'er heard the words and said loudly.

Ruan Miao held the young man in red robe with one hand, leaned him in his arms and stood up. With a flying leap, he took him to the back of Ling'er's broad flame bird, and then laid him down on his lap.

"Sister, take good care of the master, let's go!"

Linger's whole body was covered with blood-red flames to protect the young man in red robe, and then he looked back at the woman in white.

Yan Miao nodded and held the tall young man in her arms tightly.

The flame bird flapped its wings, and the blood-red flames all over its body swelled, turning into a blood-red light and shooting towards the rear passage.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the red mist.