The Tale of Breaking Free to Cultivate Immortality

Seeing Xiong Heng enter the low mountain, Wang Yuanfeng's eyes were slightly complicated. This stupid bear should never do this to survive. You threaten my future immortal path.

At present, Zhang Ping's rise is inevitable, so Wang Yuanfeng will definitely not let a dying stupid bear threaten his position as a master.

Even if a quota is wasted, so what? This holy land in the old mountain gate can't be maintained for many years.

When the holy land turns into mortal land, who can still hold him accountable.

Besides, by that time, my two disciples will probably have risen.

In the Qixuan Gate, I, Wang, must have my own say, instead of staying in this abandoned place!

When Xiong Heng walked into the cave, there was another person with a very complicated mood, that is Tiehu.

Before Xiong Heng entered the cave, Tiehu had already returned from his shift. Seeing that the elder brother he had just recognized had entered the devil's land, his heart was much more complicated than Wang Yuanfeng's.

However, the world of immortal cultivation is so cruel that Tiehu himself can hardly protect himself. He hopes that Brother Xiong can survive this disaster.

If Brother Xiong can advance to the Nascent Soul Realm one day, these sins and sufferings will not be a big deal.

Xiao Jin can more or less guess the mood of Wang Yuanfeng and Tiehu, but as he walks underground, his mood is no longer important, because he has been filled with an emotion called killing intent.

It is unknown how deep this underground passage is, but on the way to the underground, one after another huge pit of bones makes Xiao Jin feel cold in his heart and full of killing intent.

If there were no other Jindan cultivators from the Seven Mysterious Sect accompanying him, Xiao Jin would have wanted to roar to the sky to express his anger.

In each of those huge pits of bones, there are no less than a thousand bones piled up, and the size of each bone is no more than five feet!

All of them are those boys and girls who were deceived by the Seven Mysterious Sect to recruit new members of the immortal sect!

Looking at the huge pits of bones, some of which only showed some white bone powder, it was unknown how many years had passed.

The Qixuan Sect should be destroyed!

Such a tragic and cruel scene had nothing to do with race.

Even if Xiao Jin was born in the demon race, so what? If the master had not saved him back then, he would have either been buried in the enemy's belly or would have been old and waiting to die in that secret realm.

Soon, Xiao Jin suppressed the killing intent in his heart. As long as he could touch those divine iron chains and rescue the dozen Yuanying realm masters, the Qixuan Sect here would be destroyed today.

No one would be left alive!

In the future, no matter where the Qixuan Sect went, it should be destroyed!

Xiao Jin's strong emotional fluctuations were also sensed by Li Ruoyu, who was far away in the depths of the ground.

After all, they were all inside the mountain gate, and Li Ruoyu could still sense it clearly at this close distance.

Fortunately, this emotion came and went quickly, so Li Ruoyu was not too worried.

"Elder Xiong, we are almost there. Elder Xiong, please show us your nameplate." The two peak Jindan masters led the team. They were both the core disciples of Qixuan Sect.

Even Tiehu and his ilk could only wait outside.

"Well." Xiao Jin showed an impatient look on his face. "Wang Yuanfeng Taishang has reminded me. Please take care of me, brothers."

Xiao Jin took out Wang Yuanfeng's chicken feather as a token.

"Of course." One of them spoke, but his expression was full of ridicule.

At the end of the passage, there was an extremely simple door.

"Elder Xiong, you can go through this door and enter." The master on the left said.

"Thank you, brothers, for leading the way." Xiao Jin directly covered the door with his palms and pushed it hard.

The simple door opened with a sound, but at the moment of opening, the strong smell of blood came to his nose.

What came into view was a blood pool of ten feet square, and the smell of blood came from it.

The blood pool was red, and the pungent smell of blood was covered by the fragrance of various spiritual medicines.

For thousands of years, this ten-foot square blood pool has never dried up.

"Enter the blood pool!" A dull voice came, still from the two people, but this time his voice was unprecedentedly respectful.

It's not an exaggeration to say that he was in awe.

Xiao Jin knew that he had to enter this blood pool that had buried countless boys and girls, otherwise the master's preparations for all this would be in vain!

The most important thing is, if this situation cannot be broken, how many boys and girls will continue to be harmed in the future?

After calming down, Xiao Jin instantly turned into an "impatient" look and jumped into the blood pool, because this was the state that Xiong Heng would inevitably show.

"Calm your breath and concentrate your mind. Once the formation starts to work, how much fortune you can get is your life!" One of them said.

Xiao Jin stood in the blood pool. It was unknown how deep the blood pool was. He was suspended above the blood pool, and the thick blood only reached his chest.

"Rebirth in the blood pool, changing fate against the will of heaven!" Two powerful men at the peak of the golden elixir level shouted in unison, and then simultaneously pinched two hand seals, one positive and one negative, one yin and one yang.

The blazing aura and the extremely cold aura simultaneously hit a jade stud at the entrance.

The moment the jade stud lit up, the entire blood pool seemed to boil, and Xiao Jin's eyes in the pool instantly turned blood red.

Seventeen chains came out from the bottom of the pool and pierced heavily into his body.

The blood essence and the medicinal power of the elixir in the blood pool began to flow into Xiao Jin's body along with the iron chains as if they were free.

As the medicinal power entered his body, Xiao Jin keenly sensed that some power was invading his Niwan Palace.

This is what Tiehu said, the reason why the disciples who entered the holy land... Bah, the demon land were controlled?

"He is in the late Jindan stage, but he still asked to enter the blood pool. It turns out that beasts are beasts." The two disciples at the peak of Jindan looked at each other and smiled, watching the guy who was madly absorbing energy in the blood pool, and slowly closed the two doors.

As the doors closed, the entire blood pool was pitch black except for the occasional light of the scarlet blood.

And at this moment, a burst of electric arcs crackled.

Xiao Jin's eyes opened, and Xiong Heng's appearance disappeared instantly, and a golden-haired golden-eyed golden ape appeared instantly.

"Get up!" Xiao Jin roared silently, and then dragged seventeen extremely heavy divine iron chains to the top of the blood pool.

Without the injection of energy from the blood pool, there was still extremely terrifying energy in the seventeen divine irons entering his body.

This is the life essence of the seventeen predecessors in the divine iron death cell. They are the fundamental power to transform these people who originally had low qualifications and even had a near-lifespan.

Xiao Jin endured the pain of the energy entering his body and made a spell with difficulty.

"Old ghosts." Xiao Jin's pupils instantly turned from golden brick white, and countless arcs of electricity spread out, "I hope you won't let the master down!"