Chapter 551: Blood Transformation Sword

A kiss is like a fierce battle, one day, one month, one year. Yi Chu hugged Wen Yu Ruanxiang in his arms and kissed him headlessly. Jin Ling, caught off guard, could not resist, and let the bad guy's lips and tongue go straight in. In this passionate kiss, she was dizzy!

The golden bell in Yi Chu's arms was like a fish put on the chopping board. She could only twitch her cheeks and struggle and breathe. In desperation, she had to let Yi Chu hug her hard. Seeing that Jin Ling gave up struggling, Yi Chu was immediately encouraged, as if she had to push her to the bottom, stirring freely in Jin Ling's warm mouth, and she refused to let go. When he finally moved his lips and tongue when he breathed, Jin Ling finally restored the function of speaking.

"Bad guy, what do you want to do?" The girl who reacted, screamed in anger.

This shy anger made Yi Chu wake up from the heat. However, thinking about how he had already called himself the ancestor in a noble way, how could he admit that he was confused and confused for a while? As his divine thoughts turned, the palm that had just let go of this gentle body fell on Jinling's body with a snap.

"Little girl, this is the punishment for you! Now, do you know where you are wrong? If you know, I will spare you; if you still don't know, then I have to strip your clothes and spank you!"

Perhaps Yi Chu's kissing and kissing scared Jin Ling. This guy was so familiar and so straight in! Jin Ling looked at her now, looking naughty and even a little innocent. She was ashamed and angry as she was holding her face, her face turned red, and she had nothing to say after all, after all, she was provoking him.

Looking at the girl who escaped from her arms, Yi Chu seemed to feel a little reluctant. Although the passion was flying, the whole process of releasing passion was very short and rough, and it ended in a hurry before she could perform well!

"You bad guy, I'm not finished with you!" After leaving this sentence fiercely, Jinling ran away like a frightened little rabbit.

Looking at the girl's figure as she was moving away quickly, Yi Chu's smile suddenly became more and more. As the girl's figure gradually disappeared in front of him, he shouted loudly in the distance: "Xiong Dali, take a break and do it!"

As soon as this sentence was said, even Yi Chu felt incredible. When did he learn to be pampered with the beauty? Could it be that in his subconscious, he still hoped that the sisters would continue to pester themselves and continue to do the upcoming things just now...

The Blood Transformation Peak, which was only a few feet high by the demon cycle, has been lifted from the ground by Yi Chu using his power. The peak body, which is more than a thousand feet high, looks down on the peak. At the bottom of the Blood Transformation Peak, thirty-six thick spiritual veins have been forcibly changed by Yi Chu and gathered under the mountain wind.

The surging spiritual energy shows the important position of the Blood Peak. However, no one would notice that ten miles away from this mountain, there is a small, only a few feet high peak standing in obscurity.

However, at this time, on this small mountain peak, Yi Chu, the leader of the Blood-Crafting Sect, was sitting cross-legged quietly, and around him, banning him, silently separating the peak from the newly built Chixue Mountain.

"Do you really want to know what I am in now?" A hoarse voice sounded softly from below the mountain.

Yi Chu was very careful about this blood-transforming ancestor and was very careful. After pondering for a while, he immediately looked up and said, "If I say I am not curious about what your current state you are, it is impossible. However, what I know most now is that your cultivation level is absolutely incomparable to my disciples."

"Gaga, to be honest, what you said is the truth. I accepted you as a disciple. It seems that I have taken it right." In a crazy laugh, another blood-colored figure appeared in the mountain. This figure was the body of the blood-transforming ancestor's soul.

Yi Chu looked at the Blood-Crafting Ancestor and didn't say anything. The Blood-Crafting Ancestor asked him to come here alone must have something important to say. Yi Chu's best choice now is to see what his cheap master plans are.

"Xue Mingzi, I asked you to come this time, because there is something you need to do." After laughing, the ancestor of Blood Transformation spoke directly.

"If there is anything, please tell the master that as long as the disciple can do it, the disciple will not disappoint the master." Yi Chu agreed happily, but this promise also left enough room for himself. Whether he can do it is a matter of ability. At least my attitude is positive.

Regarding Yi Chu's little thoughts, the Blood-Crafting Ancestor seemed to not care about it at all: "You should have heard of my affairs. Back then, in this world, he was one of the few people. He was just careless and fell into the trap of Taoist Qingfeng, and then he ended up today. If it weren't for the extraordinary exquisiteness of the Blood-Crafting, I'm afraid I would have disappeared under the ban of Taoist Qingfeng."

Yi Chu raised his head and waited quietly. The Blood-Crafting Ancestor would not tell him these things about Chen Guzi's rotten hemp for no reason. I'm afraid that what he wants to do is related to this story.

"Fortunately, the sky will not destroy me. Thousands of years have passed, and I have regained my previous strength. However, in order to escape from the sky, I was forced to urge the blood to transform. Although my spiritual sense was able to escape, I left my body in the vast mountain in the southern wilderness. What I asked you to do this is to let you help me find that body."

The body that has been for thousands of years must be retrieved. It seems that this body is definitely not very important to the Blood Transformation Ancestor.

"Don't worry, my ancestor, I will do my best." Yi Chu slowly raised his head as he spoke, and his eyes flashed with light, "But, thousands of years have passed, does your body still exist?"

"Existence! How could it not exist? Gaga, Xue Mingzi, as long as you find my body back, who is my opponent in this world? When the ancestor, I defeat the Taihao Sect, these cultivators from the Haotu of Shenzhou will be subordinates of the Blood Transformation Sect, and you Xue Mingzi are the masters of the Haotu of Shenzhou!"

In the cultivation of immortality, one emphasizes the purity of being clear-hearted and having few desires. However, no matter how clear-hearted and having few desires, one will not refuse to increase his subordinates. These subordinates not only represent their own strong strength, but also represent endless resources. Cultivation is not only about understanding, but sometimes, resources are also important.

The Lord of the Great Land of China, the temptation given by the Blood-Cultivation Ancestor is quite touching. As his thoughts turn, Yi Chu said respectfully: "Master, don't worry, disciples will definitely not let you down."

"I also believe in my eyesight, Xue Mingzi. I think the spell you practice is mainly the Blood God**. I have nothing to give you any advice on this. The Blood God** is weird and fierce. If you want to achieve great success, you mainly rely on your own cultivation."

Speaking of this, the Blood-Crafting Ancestor pondered for a moment and suddenly said, "In addition to Blood-Crafting**, there is also a Blood-Crafting Sword Technique. You can use it just for it, so I will teach you."

As the decision of the Blood-Changing Ancestor came out, one after another of the spiritual consciousnesses instantly sank into Yi Chu's mind. There are five of these spiritual consciousnesses, each of which contains a kind of sword technique. The first sword technique passed into Yi Chu's heart was the Demon Blood Washing the Blue Sky.

After receiving the five sword techniques, Yi Chu really wanted to find a place to participate in these sword techniques, but now he can't. Since the Blood-Cultivation Ancestor gave such a generous reward, he naturally had his motivation.

"There are nine styles in this blood-transforming sword technique. I am the ancestor. Now I have only practiced the seventh style. I have passed on your five styles. You must understand them well. Each of these sword techniques is a powerful attack method.

"Thank you for the virtues of the ancestor who teaches you, and your disciples must practice hard and live up to their expectations." Yi Chu was not surprised at all about the matter of the ancestor of Blood Transformation hiding his own private affairs. In the demonic way, if the ancestor of Blood Transformation directly taught all the sword techniques, then Yi Chu would feel that it was abnormal.

"It is not something that can be accomplished in just a few days. Among the sword techniques I passed on to you, there are some of my own insights. You can understand them well. However, my skeleton matters cannot be delayed, and people from Taihao Sect must not get my skeleton first!"

As the blood-transforming ancestor spoke, a blood-colored pressure rushed towards Yi Chu. The pressure was extremely violent, just like a dark hell, instantly rushing into Yi Chu's mind.

Countless evil spirits suddenly appeared in Yi Chu's heart. For these evil spirits, Yi Chu could have directly used the killing sword intent to erase them, but after pondering for a while, Yi Chu tightly guarded his spiritual platform, revealing a hint of fear.

Use both kindness and power!

The Blood-Crafting Ancestor has lived for so many years, and he is naturally familiar with such methods that both shoot and beat, and has used them to perfection. Yi Chu knew the purpose of the Blood-Crafting Ancestor, so he quickly gathered his mind.

"Hahahaha, Xue Mingzi, good-mindedness, I am a person in the devil's way. Only those who are determined and determined can achieve great things. According to your current will, your future will be unlimited."

Accompanied by the laughter of the Blood-Changing Ancestor, the endless blood shadows that enveloped Yi Chu's heart disappeared without a trace.

However, just as the blood shadow dissipated, Yi Chu felt that there was another faint blood in his mind. Compared with the rolling sea of ​​blood, this blood color was so small that it could even be ignored. If Yi Chu had not had a golden villain in charge of his spiritual platform, he would not have discovered him.

Forbidden, the blood-transforming ancestor actually used a forbidden ban on himself. Yi Chu, who sneered in his heart, did not react at all. Such a spiritual forbidden is not a big deal for him, so naturally he doesn't have to take it to heart.

"Thank you for your praise! The ancestor has other instructions, just summon your disciples. The disciple will definitely come and leave when he calls you. Now, the disciple wants to go down and practice." Yi Chu's face deliberately showed a hint of horror, and there was a little more respect on his expression.

The Blood-Crafting Ancestor seemed very happy about Yi Chu's performance. After laughing, he told Yi Chu to leave. When he set out for Cangmang Mountain in ten days, he would come here to listen to his instructions.

After flying away from the original site of the Blood-Crafting Peak where the Blood-Crafting Ancestor was, Yi Chu's face became solemn. Although the Blood-Crafting Ancestor relieved the Blood-Crafting Sect in one fell swoop, his existence made Yi Chu feel deeply threatened.

The Blood-Crafting Ancestor, the old demon who has lived for many years, still doesn't know how mysterious it is. He uses both kindness and power and leaves a forbidden method in his heart, probably the first step to control himself. If he shows a little wrong, Yi Chu has no doubt that the Blood-Crafting Ancestor will directly kill him!

In this Chixue Mountain, if you want to survive well, the best way is to rely on the Blood-Crafting Ancestor. But in that case, your own destiny will be between the joys and angers of the Blood-Crafting Ancestor. If such a life is in the hands of others, Yi Chu is used to it as he pleases, so how can he tolerate this?

The best way to not rely on the Ancestor Hua Xue is to leave Chixue Mountain. As long as you leave, the Ancestor Hua Xue is unable to find himself even if he has great magical powers. But if he leaves so secretly, wouldn’t it seem too petty?

He came out of the North Sea and occupied the Blood Transformation Sect not only because of the Blood Demon Pool, but also because Yi Chu wanted to turn this Blood Transformation Sect into another cave among his cunning rabbit's three caves. If he leaves now, he will not only lose the cave, but more importantly, the blood transformation power required to condense evil in the future will be gone.

Starlight shone on the Chixue Mountain, making the new cave look extremely hazy. The intersecting mountains are like a ferocious beast lurking in the dark, entrenching between this land.

The rolling spiritual energy rushed up from the peaks, covering the entire mountain range. With the breeze blowing, Yi Chu, who was floating on the mountains, suddenly felt a sense of becoming an immortal.

Felling at the top of the Blood-Crafting Peak, looking at the bright moon rising into the sky, Yi Chu silently said in his heart: "Old Ancestor of Blood-Crafting, it is best for us to not violate the well water. You recover yours, I will practice mine. If you insist on attacking me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

In a cave in Chixue Mountain, Yi Chu sat cross-legged, forbidden one after another, and closed the cave like a copper wall and an iron wall. However, the most powerful method of guarding Yi Chu was not the cave with a copper wall and an iron wall, but the blood-colored gourd flying beside Yi Chu.

As he contacted the blood-colored gourd, Yi Chu finally figured out who the blood-colored gourd was, and it was not much different from what he thought. The blood-colored gourd's mother was really that dark gourd!
Chapter completed!