Mysterious mirror hanging high

Two beams of light, one red and one blue, flew low over the dense forest.

"Damn it!"

The blood and essence in the Black Blood Taoist's body were burning, and the power of the Blood Escape Technique had almost reached its maximum.

The originally gray hair on his temples gradually turned pure white, and even showed a sense of witheredness.

In just a quarter of an hour, he had already burned through two years of his lifespan! Plus, 10% of his blood and essence...

But Jing Yu behind him was still chasing him closely. There was a hint of blood in the light of his escape. He must have used the secret technique of burning his essence, blood and lifespan!

"My fellow Daoist! What grudge do I have against you? Why would you be willing to consume your essence, blood, and lifespan just to get rid of me?"

The Black Blood Taoist said anxiously, "Fellow Daoist, you are not like me, an old cultivator with one foot in the coffin. You have a long way to go. How can you squander your life and overdraw your potential in a place like this?"

Jing Yu sneered and said, "Old Daoist Black Blood, I am the only one in the world of immortal cultivation who can use the secret method of consuming lifespan. It seems that your body is not the [Blood Puppet Body] that I refined before. I can rest assured now."

After saying that, he increased his speed slightly, and the distance between them became closer.

How did he know the name of the secret technique [Blood Puppet Body]!

The Black Blood Taoist felt even more heavy-hearted. This [Blood Puppet Body] was his most important life-saving technique. It could be considered an independent clone, capable of remote control and merging with his original body...

However, the conditions for cultivation are too harsh. In addition to using one's own essence and blood to refine an avatar, the other way is to use a close relative with the same blood as oneself to refine it!

Essence blood is not ordinary blood, but the essence of blood in the human body. It is not easy to replenish. Once some of it is used up, it often takes a year of recuperation before it can be used again. In addition, Black Blood usually needs to use its own essence blood to feed the [Leech Blood Shield], and there is not much spare money to refine the clone.

The three [Blood Puppet Bodies] on his body were originally pieced together by the blood-refined entire clan.

One of them was used to escape right under Lei Yunzi's nose.

The second one was used in a secret place and survived a life-and-death crisis.

The third one just self-destructed, temporarily breaking the confinement of [Chanxuan Lingguang] and escaping.

Now he only has his original body left to live!

"This kid cultivates both his magic and body. His body is full of blood and energy. His body has reached the foundation-building stage. His blood and essence reserves must be far greater than mine..."

The Black Blood Taoist thought deeply, "I've consumed my blood and essence, so naturally I can't defeat him..."

"But he is, after all, a direct descendant of a prestigious sect, a golden elixir seed that the sect masters have high hopes for. His lifespan is much more precious than that of an old cultivator like me who is half buried in the ground!"

"I don't believe you can squander your life like me!"

"But today I've overdrawn my blood and lifespan, and I've been dragged down by that secret technique. I've been stuck in a minor realm for decades, and I'm afraid I have no hope of achieving the Golden Core in this lifetime!"

The Black Blood Taoist looked sorrowful. He gritted his teeth, continued to burn his lifespan, and fled into the distance...

"Okay, okay, Black Blood Taoist, I'm going to drag you to death here today!"

Jing Yu stared at the blood-red light ahead, revealing a row of white teeth. He thought to himself, "Want to compete with me in squandering my lifespan?"

The Black Blood Taoist gradually lost his patience and thought to himself, "This is bad! Am I really going to die here today?"

"After more than two hundred and fifty years of cultivation, how can I stop here?"

The Black Blood Taoist gritted his teeth and threw the [Leech Blood Shield] backwards.

"burst!"

This strange blood shield suddenly let out a piercing scream like a baby crying, and the huge amount of blood essence accumulated by the Black Blood Taoist for nearly fifty years exploded along with the magic weapon!

boom--

Jing Yu, who was escaping at full speed, was unsurprisingly bumped into this extremely heroic explosion. The mirror shield surrounding him shattered in an instant, and the bitter light that enveloped his body was directly blown away. The blood droplets in the sky pierced Jing Yu's flesh, exploding into pieces of blood flowers.

"spit……"

Jing Yu rushed out from the lingering blood mist, spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and looked at the wounds on his chest and abdomen.

The flesh around the shallow wound was wriggling and slowly starting to heal.

Since Jing Yu's Ku Du treasure body entered the treasure body realm, it has long been tougher than ordinary magic weapons. In addition, the recovery ability in this realm is extremely strong. With layers of protection, he only suffered some minor injuries and is now almost recovered.

"This evil shield looks intimidating, but its self-destruction power is just so-so." Jing Yu looked around. The blood mist was still everywhere, blocking his vision, and it showed no sign of dissipating for a long time.

He understood in his heart: "It turns out that this is not a desperate attempt to counterattack..."

"Instead, he took advantage of this round of self-explosion to blind my vision and sneaked away!"

Jing Yu laughed and said, "A trapped beast's fight... Black Blood Taoist, your fate is over today. Haven't you heard that it's destined?"

He then took out the mysterious mirror, and with himself as the origin, he tried his best to detect the area within a radius of ten miles. Sure enough, he found the target, set up the escape light, and chased after it again.

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"Cough...cough..."

The Black Blood Taoist looked listless and coughed violently a few times. At this moment, even the light of his escape had dimmed a lot.

The [Leech Blood Shield] was originally a magical weapon that he had nurtured by feeding it day and night. If there was hope of forming a pill in the future, it would be equivalent to the embryo of his own magical weapon, and it had already been refined to the point where it was connected with his mind and spirit.

Sudden self-explosion is like cutting off one's own arm, which must not be very pleasant.

“But it’s worth it!”

"The blood mist from the blood shield's self-detonation has the effect of isolating divine thoughts. That kid shouldn't be able to find me!"

The Black Blood Taoist now just wanted to find a secluded place to retreat and heal his wounds, but when he was using the light to escape and go around a hillside, he ran into a group of Qi-cultivating monks!

The group of Qi-refining cultivators looked to be about forty or fifty in number, most of whom were in the middle or late stages of Qi-refining. For some reason, the leader was just a young female cultivator at the sixth level of Qi-refining. She seemed to be practicing ice techniques, and was surrounded by cold air.

The group of Qi-cultivating cultivators were all shocked when they saw the Black Blood Taoist, but no one fled. Instead, the young female cultivator in the lead raised a formation flag and shouted coldly, "The person coming is an evil foundation-building cultivator. Form a formation, thunder and fire power!"

Following the young female cultivator's order, these forty or fifty Qi-cultivating cultivators with different levels of cultivation and completely different attributes actually each held a small formation flag of different colors and stood in an orderly manner. All of them connected their magic powers into one, generating several thunder and fire spells, and hit the Black Blood Taoist who was already seriously injured.

These Taoist spells that rely on formations actually have some of the power of foundation-building spells!

"Whose group is this?"

The Black Blood Taoist was both shocked and angry.

If it were an ordinary day, these thunder and fire spells, even if they had the power of a beginner in foundation building, even if they just happened to restrain his blood magic, might not be able to hurt him.

But now, he had already become extremely weak after successively self-destructing his blood puppet clone and the magic weapon connected with his mind, and he was actually blocked by this thunder and fire magic!

"Okay, okay, you really think that I, a cultivator who has been in the middle stage of foundation building for many years, am made of mud! I was actually bullied by a group of Qi training ants!"