"The golden bat python is a seventh-level top-grade wild beast, which is quite rare. The adult golden bat python can fight against the saints in the Tongtian realm just by the power it bursts out. Moreover, the golden bat python has a highly toxic body. The poisonous fog that is spit out will cause great trouble even if the true saint is involved."

Zhang Ruochen stepped on the fallen leaves and explained while walking forward.

Qing Mo was so scared that his pretty face turned pale and his legs became weak, so he didn't dare to enter the forest.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen stopped, let out a light ejaculation, stared in a certain direction in the forest, and said to himself: "The breath of the Immortal Vampire."

"Wow—"

Zhang Ruochen released his mental power, mobilized the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and condensed into a translucent spherical cocoon, wrapping him and Qingmo.

The translucent spherical cocoon rolls rapidly in the forest, blending with the surrounding natural environment, and heading towards the direction of emitting the breath of the immortal blood clan.

Not long after, Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo saw the figure of an immortal blood clan on the bank of a stream.

"It's him."

Zhang Ruochen recognized the immortal blood clan. This man was quite old and from the Qingtian tribe. His cultivation reached the level of the earth. He was once trapped in the space maze. Later, Zhu Qingyi used two female saints to exchange him back.

Qing Mo was a little curious and said, "Why are he the only one, the other blood saints of the Immortal Blood Clan? Are they all dead?"

"If you keep up, you might be able to find traces of other blood saints of the Immortal Blood Clan."

Zhang Ruochen did not take action immediately. After all, the Blood Saint in the Chedi Realm was not the core figure of the Immortal Blood Clan, and even if he was killed, it would not be of much significance.

Moreover, once the siege fails, it will be a warning to the enemy.

This forest is quite vast, with towering trees growing, some of which are full of spirituality and have grown for at least ten thousand years. Even the vines wrapped around the trunks are one or two meters thick, like black dragons.

The forest is filled with thick white mist, which can affect the monk's vision and mental power.

On the ground, Zhang Ruochen discovered some traces of ancient formations, and the inscriptions of the formations burned on the stones were very complicated and mysterious.

Unfortunately, Zhang Ruochen's attainment in formations is not high and he cannot repair the residual formations here. Otherwise, those residual formations may not be able to be of great use.

The blood saint in the realm of the earth was very cautious and would stop from time to time to watch and make sure that no monks were following him.

When he came to an ancient tree with a diameter of six or seven meters, the Blood Saint of the Earth Realm stopped completely. Then, he took out a jade bottle from his sleeve and said, "My Lord Blood, this Saint personally returned to the military camp and took the detoxification pill, which should help you resolve the poison of the golden bat python in your body."

"Wow—"

A black mist flew down around the trunk and landed on the ground, condensing a graceful figure. She was wearing a mysterious black robe and a veil, and was filled with an evil and mysterious aura.

Zhang Ruochen just took a look and recognized her. He was Zhu Qingyi, the disciple of King Zhongying.

Even when wearing a wide robe, you can see the round curve formed by a pair of soft peaks on Zhu Qingyi's chest, which is always upward. Above the veil, her eyes showed a look of fatigue.

If you can see a tired expression on a saint, then, it is certain that there must be a big problem with the body or holy soul of this saint.

Zhu Qingyi's voice was quite cold and asked, "Does the deputy commander know the situation in Xianji Mountain? When will he come?"

The Blood Saint of the Chedi Realm said: "The deputy commander met a very difficult opponent and could not escape for the time being."

"Well. There are no powerful people in Xianji Mountain for the time being. As long as I dissolve the toxins in my body, I should be able to deal with it."

Zhu Qingyi stretched out a slender jade hand and grabbed it forward. A ray of holy energy overflowed between his fingers, rolling up the jade bottle in the hand of the blood saint in the realm of the earth.

At this moment, a change occurred.

A vortex appeared, and then the jade bottle containing the detoxification pill disappeared out of thin air.

"Who?"

Zhu Qingyi shouted coldly.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful wave of holy energy surged out of her body. Leaves fell down and before they could fall to the ground, they were shattered into powder by the invisible energy.

"roar."

The blood saint in the Chedi Realm roared, and a blood mist spit out from his mouth. Behind him, a blood-red battle general's phantom dozens of feet tall condensed.

"Dada."

The footsteps rang out without slowness.

After a while, Zhang Ruochen, wearing a white dress, walked out of the fog, played with the jade bottle in his hand, opened the bottle cap, and brought out a white holy pill from it.

"The Ice Toad Pill is indeed a priceless healing pill."

Zhang Ruochen put the Ice Toad Pill back into the jade bottle, with a smile on his face, staring at Zhu Qingyi standing opposite him, and said, "Miss Zhu, I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon, right?" Zhu Qingyi's eyes narrowed and she said coldly: "You are so brave. You dare to snatch the holy pill of this saint. Do you really think this saint can't do anything to you?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "If Miss Zhu is still in her peak period, I will definitely not be your opponent, so naturally I dare not be so bold. As for now, how many strength can Miss Zhu exert? "?

Zhu Qingyi smiled evilly and said, "Just with your strength, without the assistance of the formation, I don't need this saint to take action personally. Zhuang Xinxue Sheng, take him down for me. Remember, don't kill him directly, just cut off his hands and feet first."

Zhu Qingyi fought with Zhang Ruochen and knew that his mental strength was only 52 levels, and at most it was only equivalent to the strength of a saint of Xuanhuang Realm.

The Cang Xinxue Sheng was once trapped in the space maze and almost died tragically, and he had long hated Zhang Ruochen to his core.

Now that Zhang Ruochen appears again, he is naturally not polite, controlling the phantom of the blood-red warrior dozens of feet tall, stretching out a handprint as huge as a house, and grabs Zhang Ruochen.

"Wow!"

Qing Mo flew out from behind Zhang Ruochen, pointed his slender finger forward, and then a green vine flew out from his fingertips, entangling the blood-red battle shadow dozens of feet tall.

With a bang, the blood-red warrior could not bear the power of the vines and exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist.

Zhuang Xinxue Sheng's eyes sank, staring at Qing Mo and said, "Are you not a human?"

Qing Mo broke the attack method of the Xinxue Sheng and became more confident. He put his hands on his hips and said, "Are I a human? Do you have to control it? Anyway, if you want to deal with my young master, you must first pass my level."

"Just you?"

The Saint of Burial Heart and Blood has been practicing for more than 600 years and is also a famous figure in the Northern Region. How could he take a little girl seriously?

"Boom."

Zang Xinxue Sheng stepped on the ground with one foot, and then, with the soles of his feet as the center, dozens of blood-red patterns emerged, spreading towards the Qingmo.

Qingmo also made dozens of vines, colliding with the blood-red pattern produced by Zhuang Xinxue Sheng, and a loud rumbling sound broke out. All towering ancient trees collapsed and turned into wood powder.

On the contrary, some of the remaining formations in the forest were activated, forming defensive forces to block the strength and energy of the two of them. Otherwise, the destructive power formed by the battle would be more widely affected.

Zhang Ruochen's attention was always focused on Zhu Qingyi's body, his lips moved, and he said, "Qingmo, fight quickly, this Miss Zhu is my main goal." Qingmo no longer retained it, took out the silver kitchen knife, burst out quickly, and slashed it with one knife.

The Saint of Burial Heart and Blood took out a holy weapon and resisted it forward.

"Thorn."

The silver kitchen knife cut off the holy weapon like cutting tofu, slashing on the body of the sacred Sheng Zang Xinxue, slashing one of his left arm, blood flowing, and his body was hit by the sword energy and flew backwards.

"How is it possible..."?

Zhuang Xinxue Sheng was very unwilling to accept it. With his profound cultivation, how could he not even be able to stop a little girl from a knife?

Zhu Qingyi realized that something was wrong and knew that she had underestimated Qing Mo's strength. So she stopped waiting and stretched out her hands to form a seal.

"Wow——"?

A black giant sword condensed in front of her, dragging out a sword light like a waterfall and slashed towards Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen stood still, and a thunder and lightning ball with a diameter of three meters automatically condensed and wrapped around his body.

The black giant sword slashed on the lightning ball, making a loud bang, and lightning traces radiated out from all directions, causing the soil to melt and leaving golden magma streams on the ground.

"Is this the strength of a blood general in the sky?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled, stretched out a finger, stepped forward, and hit the tip of the black giant sword.

"Bang!"?

The black giant sword hanging in the air split into pieces, turning into wisps of black evil mist, flowing back into Zhu Qingyi's body.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen became more sure that Zhu Qingyi had a big problem in her health, and even 10% of her power in her heyday could not be exerted.

A golden mist appeared on Zhu Qingyi's forehead, and a painful look flashed in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "Have your mental strength reached the fifty-third level?"

"That's right." Zhang Ruochen said.

"If it weren't for the extremely poisonous body, even if you have the 53th level of mental power, it would be easy for me to suppress you." Zhu Qingyi said.

"Maybe!"?

Zhang Ruochen walked towards her step by step and said, "Actually, I was seriously injured and did not take much advantage of you. It can only be considered a fair battle."

"Blood Rain Transmission Method."

Zhuan Xinxue Sheng was seriously injured by Qingmo. He had no choice but to sacrifice his own blood to the gods in exchange for several times of his power.

The white mist in the sky turned into blood mist, and a crimson-red blood rain fell down, dyeing the earth blood red.

The aura emitted from the body of the Saint of Burial Heart Blood became stronger and stronger, and soon surpassed the full realm, reached the level of the Saint of the Tongtian Realm, and continued to become stronger.

Zhu Qingyi showed a happy expression and said, "The Saint of Burial Heart and Blood Killed them at the fastest speed, without leaving any survivors."?

The magic method is a desperate move. Once used, it can explode several times or even ten times the combat power.

Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly, and was about to send a message to Qingmo and ask her to retreat immediately.

However, he stared at Qing Mo and saw in surprise that an extremely powerful aura burst out from her body, accompanied by a dazzling silver light.

It was the breath emitted by the silver kitchen knife.

Qingmo stimulated the original power of the silver kitchen knife, and the power fluctuations released from the knife were actually more powerful than the power fluctuations that surged out of the body of the Zang Xinxue Sheng.

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(There is another chapter later, a little late, about one point.)
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