Cold seventeen is still a little palpitating at the moment.

However, high risk also brings huge benefits.

Now, he not only successfully broke through to the fourth floor of the pure spirit realm, but also made a small leap up in his cultivation. It's worth ten days of hard work!

Refining the blood essence of a first-class monster is equivalent to ten days of hard cultivation!

A touch of fine awn crossed the fundus of Leng 17's eyes.

You know, the most important thing in blood fog island is monsters!

He can quickly improve his cultivation through this method.

At the thought of this, Leng seventeen couldn't help feeling excited and said, "it's worthy of being a third-order skill!"

In the next few days, Leng 17 didn't hurry back to the cave. He walked so slowly and met monsters from time to time.

He was unambiguous, directly broke out with all his strength, killed the monster at the fastest speed, and then destroyed the corpse.

It's just that he made too much noise. Even if he cleaned the "battlefield", he was detected by people with a heart.

In this way, four days have passed, and cold seventeen has refined a full seven first-order monsters!

And his cultivation is already the fifth floor of the pure spirit realm!

However, Leng Shiqi was not very happy, because he suddenly found that even though his cultivation was five layers of the pure spiritual realm, the aura in his body was somewhat complicated.

In other words, although refining demon blood can quickly improve his cultivation, it will also lead to impure spiritual power.

In the long run, I'm afraid it will cause instability.

So Leng Shiqi stopped the impulse of rapidly improving his cultivation, stopped in time and rushed back to his original area, the withered forest.

He had planned to go back to the cave to have a rest and refine his aura. Who wants to hear the sound of fighting on the way.

"It's strange that it's the day to erupt and cultivate resources in three days. There's no water here. Who will have a fight at this time?" Leng seventeen secretly felt strange, moved his mind and quietly touched it in the direction of the fight.

In the kuelin area, the only forces that can fight are the Yushu sect, the Baili regiment and the Mohist sect.

Yushu sect and Baili regiment have grudges with him. Go and have a look. Maybe you will get something.

After quietly approaching, Leng Shiqi hid behind a dead tree and observed.

Two groups of men are fighting, one of whom is the Baili regiment. Other people don't even know Leng seventeen. They should be Mohist people.

There are not many people fighting, which adds up to more than 20 people. In fact, it is more appropriate to describe it as fighting than martial arts.

Because everyone didn't show up.

"It seems that they just want to decide the outcome, not about life and death." Leng seventeen thought secretly.

The most conspicuous in the battle is nothing more than four people.

The first is Bai Liqing and his opponent.

The one who can compete with Bai Liqing is bound to be Mo Yi, the master of Mohist school.

The other two are also spiritual practitioners in the pure spiritual environment. One of them, Leng Shiqi, a black faced teenager, seems to have some impression.

Leng seventeen silently observed the war situation. In the final analysis, the final winner was the four spirits.

However, both bailiqing and black faced teenagers have the upper hand.

"It seems that the hundred mile regiment is going to win."

Sure enough, suddenly, with a quick sweep and pick of the hundred mile green spear, two lights were drawn in the air, forming a "ten".

With another sudden stab, the gun tip condensed a sharp aura, and immediately stabbed forward in the center of the "cross".

Mo Yi's face suddenly changed. He didn't dare to connect hard. He could only try to dodge, but he was still cut by Lingguang's shoulder.

"Second level spiritual skill! Good luck." Leng Shiqi took a little surprised look at bailiqing. The second level spiritual skill is very rare and just suitable for bailiqing.

On the other side, the black faced boy also managed to win.

"Stop!" bailiqing shouted.

All the people of the hundred mile regiment immediately stopped and retreated.

Bai Liqing stepped forward two steps and said, "the victory and defeat have been divided. The master of Mohism doesn't know whether he can afford to lose."

Mo Yi's face sank at this time and said in a condensed voice, "Bai Liqing, why are you so persistent?"

"This is my business. I just want to know your choice."

"... well, I'll admit defeat. Send someone to me before you start." Mo said with a gloomy face and a deep voice.

"I believe the Mohist sect leader will not break his promise and leave." Baili Qingmu glanced at a few people, then smiled and left with his men.

Seeing Bai Liqing leave, Mo Yi's face showed a ferocious color, and finally took people back.

Leng Shiqi witnessed all this, but he was still a little confused and didn't want to understand what bailiqing was going to do.

If we say that we want to force lammen to join hands against the Yushu Gang, we should not treat Moyi like this. Besides, it is impossible for the two groups of people to hide from the Yushu gang when they fight openly here and make such a loud noise.

I'm not sure. There are people of Yushu sect snooping around here.

Shook his head, Leng seventeen didn't care about them.

Because now, with Leng 17's strength and vision, they are like playing house. No matter how he tosses, as long as it has nothing to do with him.

Then, Leng Shiqi quietly returned to the cave he arranged.

After entering the cave, Leng seventeen felt relaxed and touched the "bed" that was a little damp. Leng seventeen directly lay down and slept deeply.

It has been a month and a half since I went out last time.

First, he fought with the two forces of Yushu sect and Baili regiment, and then encountered a first-order monster.

After that, I accidentally found the underground space. I was almost found and trapped. It was a narrow escape.

He managed to escape from heaven, but inadvertently got involved in the fight between Jiyi Hui and blood moon. I didn't expect to meet Gu San, which helped her destroy her great idea.

Then he forced to refine demon blood, and nearly burst his meridians and died.

Although his cultivation and strength have been greatly improved than before he left, it can be said that all these are bought with his life!

Leng seventeen suddenly felt very tired. Every bone and every meridian in his body were aching faintly.

His eyes were blurred, his body gently tilted on the small bed, and a burst of light snoring came unconsciously.

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At the same time, in a corner of the withered forest, more than a dozen figures are looking at each other.

One of them leaned against a wooden chair, peeled a water Ling fruit in his hand, and then bit it off.

"Oh, sweet!" a happy look appeared on the face and smashed his mouth.

Seeing this, Bai Liqing suddenly jumped a few times from the corners of his eyes, pressed his anger in his heart, and said in a calm voice as far as possible: "leader Yu, did you understand what I just said?"

"Hmm, I understand, I understand, sweet!" Yushu took another bite of the fruit and said, "you don't mean he's back."

"Good!"

"Then who's back?"

Bailiqing carried her hands behind her, clenched her fist tightly and loosened it. She said word by word: "cold, ten, seven!"

"Oh?" Yushu was surprised and didn't continue to eat the fruit.

"I'm sure leader Yu is aware of that man's threat."

"You just said, cold? Who?" Yushu looked puzzled.

"You!" Bai Liqing almost couldn't control his emotions. Finally, he said calmly, "it's the cold seventeen who defeated you face to face and took the second-order spirit weapon from you!"

"Fart! What do you mean I lost? We were tied. Do you understand?" Yushu jumped up from the wooden chair as if he had been trampled on his tail.