C167 Sanguinarine

Xu Zhou and Ye Dong were advancing quickly on the ground, but unfortunately, their cultivation was an entire realm slower than Shen Qingfeng's, so the speed of their escape was many times slower.

"This is …" Why are there so many Venomous Person s … "

The two of them suddenly stopped in their tracks as the Venomous Person s that had gathered due to chasing after Dracula's blood light turned into a roadblock as they charged towards them with reddened eyes.

"Aooo …"

"Aooo …"

"..."

"Humph!" How dare you block this young master's way, Thunder Palm! "

Lightning light condensed in Xu Zhou's hands, using lightning to repel the evil, the Poison Worm's nature was cold, and the lightning was their natural nemesis.

Ye Dong blew the flute lightly, and the melodious sound spread out, immediately affecting the movements of the Venomous Person s.

The reason why they could move was because the Poison Worm s within their bodies were controlling them. However, Ye Dong had grasped the most orthodox method of summoning Gu with her Miao Region and had restricted their movements.

"Ying, ying, ying …"

A cute little silkworm appeared on her shoulder, shaking its transparent wings, shooting out like electricity. All the Venomous Person that were targeted by the little guy fell onto the ground, turning into pus.

Poison Golden Silkworm, a prehistoric species, the king of ten thousand Gu. Even though it was still in its infancy, it still showed a trace of majesty.

The Tao Arts of the two were extremely high, but the Venomous Person s were not afraid of death. They had been starving for a thousand years, and the two of them had fallen into a bitter battle …

Shen Qingfeng did not have the time to pay attention to the two of them, as he focused on killing Dracula.

"Boom …"

Another fierce Sword Qi came out, Dracula raised his blood shield and was sliced into the ground.

His aura became even more sluggish, and his cultivation level dropped. Right now, his cultivation level was only at the middle stage of the Qi Refining stage.

"Just what kind of freak is this brat, with his endless true essence?"

As Dracula tried to escape, he couldn't help but turn his head around to observe the situation, and coincidentally saw a scene that caused one to despair.

Shen Qingfeng took out a handful of pill s, and as if he was eating fried beans, all of them were poured into his mouth.

"The cultivators of the east are despicable as expected …"

The essence of his cultivation was his blood. If he could kill a few living creatures at the same time, it would help him recover his cultivation.

But this was a desolate mystic realm, with Venomous Person everywhere, where would they be able to find blood?

"Eh? "Blood Maple Forest …"

As the two were in pursuit, they noticed that their path was blocked by a forest of maple trees. The ancient maple forest was bright red like blood, and it was boundless as it emitted an ominous aura.

The spiritual energy in this space was so insignificant that it was outrageous. Logically speaking, this shouldn't have happened.

In the depths of the secret realm, the number of Venomous Person s increased, but there were no signs of any Venomous Person s around this Blood Maple Forest. What existence made the Venomous Person instinctively not dare to approach this place?

Legend has it that Chi You was killed by Huang, and his head was turned into a forest of blood. Was it related to this place?

Shen Qingfeng opened his eyes wide, and noticed that the maple trees had formed a large formation, but he did not know what its effects were.

Dracula's Escape arrived in front of the Maple Forest, and suddenly stopped. A few chaotic fragments of memories suddenly flashed through his mind, giving him a sense of warning.

He suddenly had a premonition in his heart. There was a great terror within this forest that was related to his fall a thousand years ago!

Unfortunately, he had yet to fuse with the golden skull and his memories had yet to fully recover.

"Shen Qingfeng, there is an old saying in China, 'let's not forget each other and let others go'. If you push me too far, I will drag you down with me before I die!" Dracula turned his head and screamed in fear.

With a wolf in front and a tiger in the back, he was already in dire straits.

"I, a person, have always been reasonable. Hand over the golden skull and the blood shield and I will definitely spare your life." Shen Qingfeng stood in the air with his sword in hand, and said leisurely.

"Hahahaha …" Do you think I'm a three year old child? If I hand over the treasure, you will definitely kill me with your sword! "

"Shen Qingfeng, according to my understanding, you have a pair of mortal parents living in the east of the river, don't force me …"

Dracula started to bite at random, without hesitation, he lowered himself down, and used the lives of Shen Qingfeng's family members as a threat.

As long as he could escape and gain a few days of respite, he would definitely be able to make a comeback.

"How dare you!"

The light in Shen Qingfeng's eyes grew brighter, the dragon had reverse scales, once touched, it would become enraged, the sword in his hand slashed across the sky, aimed at the ground in anger.

Many people abandoned their relationship with the mortal world after cultivating and focused on the Dao.

But he was different. What was the use of cultivating immortality for someone who could even abandon his own parents?

"Sword Mountain!"

He once again transformed into a mountain and rushed towards Dracula. In his heart, there was only the purest killing intent and he would not leave any hope for survival.

A vast sword energy fluctuation caused the entire Blood Maple Forest to suffer. The thousand year old ancient trees turned into wood shavings under the endless sword energy, and the earth began to collapse. It was like the end of the world.

"Is there something f * cking wrong with you …"

Dracula screamed and rushed towards the Blood Maple Forest.

He never thought that his words would actually enrage Shen Qingfeng, as he himself was an extremely conceited person, disdaining to talk about mortals.

In this period of time, he had been investigating the place where he had fallen, so he had no time to do anything else.

At first, he felt that the Blood Maple could be a dangerous place and was unwilling to enter, but now, in order to escape for his life, he could no longer do anything.

At this moment, the golden skull in his arms suddenly became hot and dry. A ray of light shot out into his eyes, filling up all the lost memories.

He saw the scene from a thousand years ago. A genius vampire had fallen within the secret realm. Familiar memories replayed themselves yesterday, and those terrifying memories had caused his face to lose its color.

"Shen Qingfeng, stop! This blood maple forest is extremely terrifying, if you attack again, both of us will fall here! "

He turned around and saw the Blood Maple being annihilated by the sword aura. He was so shocked that his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

"Humph!" You can be considered as the number one figure in the West, but I didn't expect you to be so terrible! "

But Shen Qingfeng's killing intent was strong, he did not listen to him, and instead took the chance to cut off his arm.

The arm that fell to the ground suddenly sunk into the ground, even the scattered blood on Dracula strangely disappeared from the ground …

"..."

Yanjing University, a study room for Department of Archaeology.

Today was the weekend. While most of the students were out on campus enjoying themselves, a male student was still diligently writing his thesis in the classroom.

He was tall and thin, with silver-rimmed eyes and a clean white plaid shirt, like a male lead in a romance novel.

At this moment, the sky outside the window had changed. A gust of wind ruffled the leaves on the ground and lifted the boy's short hair.

He stood up and walked to the window, staring at the dark yellow sky.

"The wind is blowing."