Chapter 114

Lengyue is not stupid. Most of the blood in her body was sucked by the bloody skeleton. He was weak. He pasted a flying charm on his feet, injected real Qi, and quickly left the scene. If he didn't go, he would die if he stayed.

Po ChiYan burned the bloody skeleton to ashes. He was greatly relieved, but the next moment, an extremely dangerous smell came.

A chapter of the palm with only skin and bones left was patted on Po's chest. Po's divine knowledge had already been found, but there was no time to respond.

With a stuffy hum, Po only felt that his chest was numb and didn't feel at all. However, as soon as his throat was sweet, Po vomited a mouthful of blood.

"The friar of the golden elixir realm is so young and talented that he has never seen before. Ah, blood can't be wasted."

Seeing the shriveled old man's move, Po's blood was dragged by an invisible force into the old man's mouth.

The shriveled old man smashed his mouth several times. Suddenly, his expression solidified, looked at Po in shock and said excitedly: "Ha ha, baby, it's really baby, boy. Your blood is very unusual. I think we were lucky to drink the blood of a strong man in fairyland. The taste is unforgettable. This is your blood, which is better than that of a strong man in fairyland. I'm afraid I'll appreciate it much better after drinking your blood for many years."

The shriveled old man looked at Po as if he saw a baby. Unfortunately, he almost died under the palm of the old man. Two bones were broken at Po's chest. Now numbness disappeared and pain replaced it. A little movement made Po feel pain all over his body, so Po stayed still and thought of a way.

"No, I can't drink your blood at once. I have to keep you well and drink it slowly. Such good blood can heal my injury in two years. At that time, I'll take revenge on that man, ha ha ha ha." Po Ning Dan attracted nine turn Dan Lei to refine his flesh, and his blood was quenched by lightning. He has the potential of immortals. Naturally, the shriveled old man can taste the unusual features of Po's blood.

"Hmm? Can this blood improve my cultivation?" after a while, the shriveled old man was suddenly surprised. He just drank a mouthful of blood from a Bao, turned into a pure blood color after entering the abdomen, and the energy flowed into the old man's Dantian.

"Ha ha, boy, come with me. I won't kill you. I'll keep you well. As long as you give me a bowl of blood to drink one day, I can make your cultivation soar. Boy, be obedient. Come on." the shriveled old man tried to control Po with his powerful mental power, but he found that it didn't have any effect on the boy in front of him.

A Bao has experienced nine turns. Dan Lei has condensed the divine knowledge. The divine knowledge is higher than the spiritual power. Before the friar has entered the fairyland, it is called spiritual power. This spiritual power can only be called spiritual power through the sublimation of the Friar's idea after reaching the Yuanshen realm. The friar before the Yuanshen realm can only be called idea.

Po snorted coldly and didn't speak. Looking at the shriveled old man in front of him, Po's real Qi was running. He slowly restored the broken bone at his sternum to its original position. Only Po knew the pain.

"Hmm? Strange, boy, is there any magic weapon on you that can stop my mental power?"

The shriveled old man looked at the red fire in Po's hand and said, "no, although your flying sword is a collar, it doesn't stop the breath of my spiritual power. Strange, no, there are other magic weapons on your boy."

Po was in the Liuyun tower and was put in the storage bag. When the old man put a spiritual mark on the storage bag, he just found that the storage bag seemed different, but there was no sign of life. Po transferred out of the storage bag and was completely captured by the old man's spiritual mark. He was very strange. This storage bag can't hold living things. Po is here At least three hours in the bag.

Suddenly, the shriveled old man suddenly woke up. Being able to stay in the storage bag for so long shows that the boy has magic weapons that can hold goods. There are no more than ten magic weapons that can hold live animals in the whole Dongzhou continent. There is one on the boy. How can the shriveled old man not be shocked.

"Boy, you have a magic weapon that can hold living creatures, right?"

Po looked at the old man with gloomy eyes and said, "so what."

"Ha ha, that's right. There are no more than ten magic weapons that can hold living creatures in the whole cultivation world. I didn't expect to get this thing from you. Old innocence is not bad for me."

"Evil way?" Po was surprised.

"Hum, it's a person in the devil's way. He wants to get my magic weapon unless I die." Po said firmly.

"Hmm? Boy, it seems that I don't know how high the sky is if I don't teach you a lesson."

The old man just wanted to clean up PO. He raised his hand and put it down again. He said to himself, "compared with my injury and cultivation, magic weapons are nothing. I can't hurt you. I have to take good care of you so that I can drink your blood. Boy, come with me."

Po frowned. The old man raised his hands and feet and saw that the aura between heaven and earth could be used by him. This sign could only arouse the aura between heaven and earth when he was above the immortal realm. In front of a strong immortal realm, Po had no chance to escape. Since the old man needed his own blood, why not take this opportunity to ask some questions?

"I can go with you, but I have to ask you a few questions before I can go with you willingly. Otherwise, I will try to kill myself so that you can't drink my blood?"

"OK, you ask."

"First, you should tell me your origin."

"Hum, there's no one else here. I'm not afraid you'll leak it out. I'm the leader of the demon bloodthirsty sect. Ten thousand years ago, my body was destroyed in the war between the demons. After the yuan God fled, he took away a seriously injured Taoist monk. We can only cherish this Taoist monk's accomplishments. Otherwise, the bloodthirsty Dharma of my bloodthirsty sect will be restored long ago Recover my accomplishments at the peak. "

"What was your cultivation level at the peak?"

"Don't destroy the peak of the realm, boy, don't ask about me, ask something else."

"Well, let me ask you, outside the Dragon mountains, a big town not far away was slaughtered by a monster, but what you did."

"Ha ha, boy, listen to me. Two years ago, that monster was just a monster I took in. I used the method of blood refining to control it. I originally wanted to collect some blood, but I didn't expect to meet a powerful monk. Oh, by the way, I sent more than one monster back then. The person caught by another monster was still detained in the tianwo sect and kept it for me Provide a steady stream of blood. "