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But now it is impossible for Ou Chuyang to escape. Feeling the huge force suddenly coming from Bailisang's hands, Ou Chuyang felt that he was suffocating. Bailisang's force was getting stronger and stronger, while Ou Chuyang inhaled less and less air. After a moment, Ou Chuyang felt dizzy and dizzy.

"Ah~, no"

At this time, the sky was getting brighter, and Baili Sang, who was almost mad, suddenly screamed again. The scream made the early birds scatter.

"boom"

Just as Ou Chuyang was gradually losing consciousness, Bailisang stomped his feet suddenly, and a huge roar sounded. Accompanied by this huge roar, several deep cracks immediately appeared on the land under Bailisang's feet like cracks.

A strong man of the Martial Master level, who can use his full strength to do it, his destructive power is very terrifying.

Then, Ou Chuyang, who was almost unconscious, suddenly let go of his hand and suddenly hit his chest.

"puff"

A stream of blood-red liquid rolling in G, spurted out from Baili Sang's mouth with this blow, covering Ou Chuyang's face.

Then, under Ou Chuyang's narrow eyes, Baili Sang finally let go of the blood-red hand that was tightly strangling his neck and shot backwards.

"Boom, boom~"

After knocking down several big trees, Bailisang fell heavily and did not wake up.

"Cough~" After a violent cough, Ou Chuyangzhi finally relieved from the suffocation.

Looking at Baili Sang who was lying motionless in the distance, Ou Chuyang was extremely shocked. At this time, he had no idea what had happened. With Ou Chuyang's perception, only the saying of being obsessed with the devil can explain the phenomenon just now.

"He didn't kill me, it was equivalent to saving me." Ou Chuyang knew in his heart that in the moment, Baili Sang was seriously injured, which made him let go of his hands tightly. That means that Baili Sang didn't want to kill him.

Thinking of this, Ou Chuyang was not only worried about Bailisang, but even though the old man who was not awake from afar was a devil who killed people without blinking, Ou Chuyang could not let Bailisang ignore him just now.

Without thinking too much, Ou Chuyang tapped his feet and rushed to Baili Sang's side with a soothing sound, lowered his head and reached out to press Baili Sang's chest.

"There is also a heartbeat." Ou Chuyang thought to himself.

"Old thing. Old thing." Two calls were fruitless.

"Oh~" sighed softly, and before I knew it, Ou Chuyang actually developed a little favor for Baili Sang.

His eyes swept around and Ou Chuyang carried Baili Sang, who had fallen to the ground, and swept away from afar.

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shone through the misty forest, making the whole forest brighter.

In the woods, under a tree hole, Ou Chuyang sat cross-legged beside the fire that had just been burned, meditating on his own.

Beside Ou Chuyang, Baili Sang was still in a coma.

"Hu" slowly let out a long breath, Ou Chuyang suddenly opened his eyes, and as his eyes opened, a ball of shiny shot out, and a hint of joy appeared on Ou Chuyang's face.

Almost a night of escape and running around Ou Chuyang has improved his strength.

Her eyes swept to Baili Sang who had not yet woken up, and Ou Chuyang's brow frowned slightly.

"It's been a night. I haven't woken up yet."

Ou Chuyang flipped his palm and took out a Yuanjuan pill, staring at the slightly orange-lit pill. Ou Chuyang was very distressed.

Since Baili Sang suddenly became crazy and fainted, Ou Chuyang took him to this place and had already fed no less than ten Yuan Ju Yuan Danshe, but the result was that it was far beyond Ou Chuyang's yu. Baili Sang's internal energy had obviously not increased much, which made Ou Chuyang doubt his level of alchemy.

"The effect is too bad." Ou Chuyang sighed, pried open Baili Sang's mouth and stuffed it in again.

Then, he pressed his palm towards Bailisang's meridian gate and carefully felt the recovery degree of the former's internal energy.

"It's still not possible. It only added a little bit." The little bit in Ou Chuyang's mouth was almost negligible.

"Cough~"

At this moment, a light cough woke Ou Chuyang up.

"Old thing." Ou Chuyang called out softly.

"Well~, where am I?" Baili Sang finally woke up.

"Don't talk, your situation is bad now." Ou Chuyang worried.

Opening his old eyes, Baili Sang looked around, then looked at Ou Chuyang, and said in confusion: "You saved me?"

"I couldn't help you. I just saw you suddenly go crazy and fainted, which brought you to a more comfortable environment." Ou Chuyang replied truthfully.

"Well~, that's why you saved me. Thank you." Baili Sang squeezed out an ugly smile and thanked Ou Chuyang. Then the former sat up with a huge pain.

"I really didn't expect that I would kill you last night, but you saved me." Baili Sang said with a smile.

"Stop talking. Your internal energy is very weak now. I have already fed you a lot of Juyuan Dan, but the effect is not too obvious." Ou Chuyang felt a little ashamed.

Baili Sang was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "You are really rich, but Juyuan Dan is useless to me."

Baili Sang said, taking out a small bottle from the spiritual ring, pouring out a pill, and taking it casually.

Then, under Ou Chuyang's surprised gaze, Baili Sang quickly formed several handprints of cultivation. Then, Ou Chuyang felt that a stream of blood and energy that was the same as last night gradually spread out and slowly gathered around Baili Sang.

After a while, Baili Sang, who had a pale face before, gradually returned to his rosy mood.

He calmed down his breathing cross-legged, and after only a while, Baili Sang opened his eyes again.

Seeing Baili Sang's face reappearing rosy again, Ou Chuyang knew that he had recovered.

Retrieving the small bottle in his hand, Baili Sang said with a smile: "The internal energy cultivated by our Blood-Devouring Sect is based on blood, and ordinary elixirs are ineffective for us."

After hearing Baili Sang's explanation, Ou Chuyang suddenly realized that he originally thought that his alchemy ability was not good, but now it seems that he still knows very little about these strange martial arts on the mainland.

After lowering his head and pondering for a moment, Ou Chuyang suddenly raised his head and asked solemnly: "Why didn't you kill me yesterday? You still have to save me?"

"Yesterday?" Baili Sang was stunned, and then suddenly realized, "Haha, don't forget, I made an oath, I killed you, I am not far from death."

He shook his head with a wry smile. Ou Chuyang knew that what he said was indeed true, but there seemed to be another reason he did not say it.

Since Baili Sang was unwilling to say it, Ou Chuyang would not be so stupid as to dig into the bottom of the matter.

After thinking about it, Ou Chuyang asked, "What happened yesterday? You seem to be infatuated."

"It's a devil? No. It's a poison."

"poison?"

Baili Sang nodded and said, "Yes, Blood Poison."

"Blood poison?" Ou Chuyang was a little puzzled.

"Haha, this is the secret of our Blood Devouring Sect. It is also the thing that bothers me the most now." Baili said calmly.

Ou Chuyang looked at Baili Sang in confusion, without saying a word, waiting for his explanation.

Seeing Ou Chuyang looking for knowledge, Baili Sang shook his head and said, "Aren't you wondering why I didn't suck that person's blood yesterday?"

After hearing Baili Sang's words, Ou Chuyang thought that the leader of the Blood-Shen Sect, who has been rumored to make a living by eating people's blood, did not suck blood. It is indeed puzzling.

"This starts with my martial arts." Seeing Ou Chuyang's confused look, Baili Sang said slowly: "The martial arts of the Blood Devouring Sect do not require the cultivation of internal energy as you know, before they can practice martial arts and secret techniques. He has his own set of cultivation techniques, and this set of techniques is prepared for those who cannot cultivate internal energy. For example, I."

"Can you forcefully cultivate your internal energy?" Ou Chuyang was shocked.

"Well." Bai Lisang nodded and said, "This kind of exercise is called blood sucking. If you want to practice blood sucking, you must drink hundreds of cups of human blood a day at the beginning."

This time Ou Chuyang was shocked. Drinking hundreds of cups of human blood a day was too cruel.

Seeing Ou Chuyang frowning, Baili Sang said naturally: "Drinking a hundred cups of human blood a day requires a lot of perseverance to do it. Not to mention where human blood comes from, even if you have endless blood for you to drink, can you drink it?"

Ou Chuyang shook his head, let alone a hundred cups, I'm afraid he can't even drink a cup.

Baili Sang chuckled: "There is only one person in each generation of the Blood Devouring Sect, and this person must be the sect leader. The development of the sect has an unwritten rule. If each generation of sect leader feels that his cultivation has reached a bottleneck, he must select ordinary people with great patience from the outside world to become disciples of the sect leader, and then teach them to practice the Blood Devouring. Each generation of sect leader has a maximum of five disciples, and must be five."

"Why?" Ou Chuyang asked.

When Ou Chuyang asked, Baili Sang's face became bitter. He looked up at the sky and the notorious Baili Sang's eyes became wet.

The brief silence passed quickly, and the words of Baili Sang surprised Ou Chuyang deeply.

“Because four of these five people are going to be the last one.

"What?" Ou Chuyang exclaimed.

Five people? Four people become food. What does this mean?

When he was surprised to see Ou Chuyang, Baili Sang did not have any abnormality. Instead, he looked as if he was taken for granted and said: "That's right, the leader of the Blood Devouring Sect must be a decisive and ruthless person. Therefore, every generation of the sect leader has to be selected for a long time. Moreover, the candidates of the sect leader must be trained from a young age, at least six years old, and the maximum is no more than ten years old."

"The five selected people must drink 100 cups of fresh human blood every day. In this way, with their own efforts, they can successfully practice the Blood Devouring Power. For the Blood Devouring Power, there is no so-called acquired martial artist, because the first level of the Blood Devouring Power is the condensed blood crystal. It is just like the inner crystal in your body." Baili Sang said slowly.

Ou Chuyang nodded, he could understand this.

"Will that condense into blood crystal be a congenital warrior?" Ou Chuyang asked.

Baili Sang nodded and said, "That's right, it's the innate warrior realm that can condense into blood crystals. Next, the most difficult one is the second level: Blood Clothes, the same is the Martial Guard level. Next, blood shape, blood mist, blood spirit, blood essence, blood infant. When it reaches the Blood Infant, it is the Martial God. However, no one has successfully practiced the theory of blood infant since the establishment of my Blood Devouring Sect, including the creator of the Blood Devouring Sect, the ancestor of the Blood Devouring Sect, and the Blood Spirit Saint at the Blood Infant level."

"Blood Spirit Saint?" This was the first time Ou Chuyang had heard of this person.

Baili Sang said, "I also heard from my master. There is no basis for this. However, according to the records of the Blood Devouring Power, I believe that it is really possible to become a blood baby and become a martial god."

"What does that have to do with blood poison?" Ou Chuyang said in confusion.

Baili Sang smiled with kindness, but his never-before smile made Ou Chuyang stunned again. The latter immediately smiled and said, "It seems that you are not as fierce as the rumored one."

Is this a compliment or a derogatory measure?
To be continued...