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Su Ling's perception was amazing. He heard what people around him said clearly, but even so, he helped Wang Huan. After all, this is his brother.
However, when Su Ling just helped Wang Huan up, a more terrible pressure instantly blessed Su Ling's body.
Su Ling's whole body, "roared", his feet were directly embedded in the bluestone slab, and his knees began to bend because of the great pressure.
"What terrible pressure!"
Su Ling looked frightened. At that moment, if it weren't for his vigilance, I'm afraid he's kneeling on the ground now.
Although Su Ling reluctantly withstood the great pressure, Wang Huan couldn't bear it. At the moment, Wang Huan was kneeling on the ground. He looked very ugly, like a huge mountain peak pressing on his body, so that he couldn't stand up at all.
Seeing Wang Huan kneeling on the ground, Su Ling wanted to help again, but at this time, the black cat hurriedly said, "Su Ling, take care of yourself first."
Hearing what the black cat said, Su Ling's face became very ugly. It was difficult for him to bear the pressure, not to mention Wang Huan.
"The old man who never dies has reached the seven levels of heaven. Even in the outside world, he belongs to the top strong. If you disobey him again, we will all die."
Said the black cat in a deep voice.
"OK, I see."
Su Ling nodded. He slowly raised his head, stared at the old man who walked into the treasure medicine auction venue, and said, "I just entered here and don't know the rules. Please forgive me."
The old man was dying. His arms had long dried up and had no blood. He stood there like a thin firewood. His pupils sank into his eyes. His eyes were extremely dry, his waist was half bowed, and he was wearing a very unsuitable wide clothes.
At this moment, the old man stood here. He stared at Su Ling coldly. Then he looked at the other tianwu martial artists present.
"I'm old. You can take away the precious medicine here. But you should leave half of your blood essence to me."
The withered old man, staring at the martial artists present, said.
"What?!"
Hearing the speech, all the other martial artists were shocked and showed a creepy expression.
Leave half of the blood essence?
This is nonsense.
For a warrior, once half of the blood essence in his body is lost, his foundation will be damaged. Even if he takes Duobao medicine, he can't make up for it.
Thinking of this, many martial artists couldn't help taking a breath and looked at the bent old man with a bit more fear.
"Well, you can take the precious medicine here with only half of the blood essence."
Heifeng nodded. He was like an evil ghost from hell. His eyes were full of greed and ferocity. He stared at all the martial artists present and said faintly.
"Damn old thing, you are already half a person who steps into the coffin. You want half of your blood essence. You are just wishful thinking."
At this time, a high-level martial artist in tianwu territory suddenly stood up. His strength reached the eight levels of tianwu territory. He was very good. He was definitely not provoked by ordinary martial artists. At the moment, he stared at Heifeng's ancestor coldly and said indifferently.
"Well, in that case, give me all the blood essence!"
Heifeng said lukewarm.
"Hum, what if you are in heaven? You are old. You have lived for hundreds of years. You are about to die. I don't believe you can suppress me by your means."
The martial artist with eight levels of heavenly martial arts was very tall. At the moment, his eyes sank, his body shook violently, and the dark Qi in his body burst out wildly, all rolling towards Heifeng's ancestor.
"Mole ants and rats, don't measure your strength."
Heifeng smiled bitterly, shook his head slowly, and said indifferently, "die."
The word "death" was not spoken quickly or slowly by Heifeng's father, and his tone was very calm. Immediately after that, I saw the residual shadow of Heifeng's ancestor. Even though he was old and about to die, at this moment, his momentum was definitely not comparable to those in tianwu territory.
In a flash, the head of the eight warrior in tianwu territory was taken off by Heifeng's father.
At this moment, Heifeng couldn't help coughing a few times, and blood spat out of his mouth. He threw his head still gushing blood on the ground, and then saw that those plasma seeped into Heifeng's skin like spring water.
A moment later, the skin of Heifeng's father was rejuvenated, like restoring vitality.
Su Ling was stunned by this scene and said, "is it the method of blood sacrifice?"
"No!"
The black cat said directly, "this old man has not practiced the method of blood sacrifice. He just inhales the fresh blood to maintain his vital signs by relying on some external force. Otherwise, he has lived for hundreds of years. Even if the years erode, he has died."
"Well, good."
Su Ling nodded. He knew the importance of blood essence to the warrior.
If a warrior loses too much blood essence, his body will dry up. And those old martial artists can rejuvenate if they can breathe in more fresh blood essence.
Just like Heifeng's father, if he didn't rely on the martial artist's blood essence, I'm afraid he couldn't live until now. After all, he is hundreds of years old. When a warrior reaches the celestial realm, he has a life span of more than 200 years at most. Only when he reaches the yin-yang realm, or even the supreme realm, can he live longer.
Many martial artists, who witnessed the eight fold martial artist in tianwu territory, were killed by Heifeng's ancestor and drained their blood essence. They all trembled and were extremely frightened in their hearts.
"What shall we do? Do we really want to give half of the blood essence to this old thing?"
"Damn it! I'm here just for precious medicine. If I lose half of my blood essence, I'd rather not take this precious medicine."
"That's right! If the cultivation of the realm reaches our level, once half of the blood essence is lost, it means that our martial arts foundation is damaged. We can't make up for it by taking treasure medicine. If the martial arts foundation is damaged, our Martial Arts Road will stop here in the future."
All the more than 20 martial artists present were extremely angry. If they were not afraid of the strength of Heifeng's ancestor, they would have taken action to suppress Heifeng's ancestor.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have more than 20 people. As long as we join hands and rely on our strength, we will certainly be able to fight this old guy."
At this time, a martial artist with nine levels of tianwu territory suddenly stood up.
However, in the next moment, before the jiuzhong warrior in tianwu territory finished speaking, his head and his neck were separated in an instant.
Immediately after that, he saw that Heifeng's father was holding the head of the nine heavy warrior in the tianwu realm in his hand, and showed a fierce smile at the other warriors present.
"Jie, since you don't want to hand over half of your blood essence in exchange for precious medicine, I will directly take half of your blood essence from you. Those who dare to resist will die."
Heifeng's father smiled fiercely, and his eyes were cold and fierce. He stared at other martial artists present, threw his head on the ground and said indifferently, "come on! Come one by one, take the initiative to hand over half of the blood essence in your body, take the precious medicine you want, and you can leave alive."
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Su Ling's perception was amazing. He heard what people around him said clearly, but even so, he helped Wang Huan. After all, this is his brother.
However, when Su Ling just helped Wang Huan up, a more terrible pressure instantly blessed Su Ling's body.
Su Ling's whole body, "roared", his feet were directly embedded in the bluestone slab, and his knees began to bend because of the great pressure.
"What terrible pressure!"
Su Ling looked frightened. At that moment, if it weren't for his vigilance, I'm afraid he's kneeling on the ground now.
Although Su Ling reluctantly withstood the great pressure, Wang Huan couldn't bear it. At the moment, Wang Huan was kneeling on the ground. He looked very ugly, like a huge mountain peak pressing on his body, so that he couldn't stand up at all.
Seeing Wang Huan kneeling on the ground, Su Ling wanted to help again, but at this time, the black cat hurriedly said, "Su Ling, take care of yourself first."
Hearing what the black cat said, Su Ling's face became very ugly. It was difficult for him to bear the pressure, not to mention Wang Huan.
"The old man who never dies has reached the seven levels of heaven. Even in the outside world, he belongs to the top strong. If you disobey him again, we will all die."
Said the black cat in a deep voice.
"OK, I see."
Su Ling nodded. He slowly raised his head, stared at the old man who walked into the treasure medicine auction venue, and said, "I just entered here and don't know the rules. Please forgive me."
The old man was dying. His arms had long dried up and had no blood. He stood there like a thin firewood. His pupils sank into his eyes. His eyes were extremely dry, his waist was half bowed, and he was wearing a very unsuitable wide clothes.
At this moment, the old man stood here. He stared at Su Ling coldly. Then he looked at the other tianwu martial artists present.
"I'm old. You can take away the precious medicine here. But you should leave half of your blood essence to me."
The withered old man, staring at the martial artists present, said.
"What?!"
Hearing the speech, all the other martial artists were shocked and showed a creepy expression.
Leave half of the blood essence?
This is nonsense.
For a warrior, once half of the blood essence in his body is lost, his foundation will be damaged. Even if he takes Duobao medicine, he can't make up for it.
Thinking of this, many martial artists couldn't help taking a breath and looked at the bent old man with a bit more fear.
"Well, you can take the precious medicine here with only half of the blood essence."
Heifeng nodded. He was like an evil ghost from hell. His eyes were full of greed and ferocity. He stared at all the martial artists present and said faintly.
"Damn old thing, you are already half a person who steps into the coffin. You want half of your blood essence. You are just wishful thinking."
At this time, a high-level martial artist in tianwu territory suddenly stood up. His strength reached the eight levels of tianwu territory. He was very good. He was definitely not provoked by ordinary martial artists. At the moment, he stared at Heifeng's ancestor coldly and said indifferently.
"Well, in that case, give me all the blood essence!"
Heifeng said lukewarm.
"Hum, what if you are in heaven? You are old. You have lived for hundreds of years. You are about to die. I don't believe you can suppress me by your means."
The martial artist with eight levels of heavenly martial arts was very tall. At the moment, his eyes sank, his body shook violently, and the dark Qi in his body burst out wildly, all rolling towards Heifeng's ancestor.
"Mole ants and rats, don't measure your strength."
Heifeng smiled bitterly, shook his head slowly, and said indifferently, "die."
The word "death" was not spoken quickly or slowly by Heifeng's father, and his tone was very calm. Immediately after that, I saw the residual shadow of Heifeng's ancestor. Even though he was old and about to die, at this moment, his momentum was definitely not comparable to those in tianwu territory.
In a flash, the head of the eight warrior in tianwu territory was taken off by Heifeng's father.
At this moment, Heifeng couldn't help coughing a few times, and blood spat out of his mouth. He threw his head still gushing blood on the ground, and then saw that those plasma seeped into Heifeng's skin like spring water.
A moment later, the skin of Heifeng's father was rejuvenated, like restoring vitality.
Su Ling was stunned by this scene and said, "is it the method of blood sacrifice?"
"No!"
The black cat said directly, "this old man has not practiced the method of blood sacrifice. He just inhales the fresh blood to maintain his vital signs by relying on some external force. Otherwise, he has lived for hundreds of years. Even if the years erode, he has died."
"Well, good."
Su Ling nodded. He knew the importance of blood essence to the warrior.
If a warrior loses too much blood essence, his body will dry up. And those old martial artists can rejuvenate if they can breathe in more fresh blood essence.
Just like Heifeng's father, if he didn't rely on the martial artist's blood essence, I'm afraid he couldn't live until now. After all, he is hundreds of years old. When a warrior reaches the celestial realm, he has a life span of more than 200 years at most. Only when he reaches the yin-yang realm, or even the supreme realm, can he live longer.
Many martial artists, who witnessed the eight fold martial artist in tianwu territory, were killed by Heifeng's ancestor and drained their blood essence. They all trembled and were extremely frightened in their hearts.
"What shall we do? Do we really want to give half of the blood essence to this old thing?"
"Damn it! I'm here just for precious medicine. If I lose half of my blood essence, I'd rather not take this precious medicine."
"That's right! If the cultivation of the realm reaches our level, once half of the blood essence is lost, it means that our martial arts foundation is damaged. We can't make up for it by taking treasure medicine. If the martial arts foundation is damaged, our Martial Arts Road will stop here in the future."
All the more than 20 martial artists present were extremely angry. If they were not afraid of the strength of Heifeng's ancestor, they would have taken action to suppress Heifeng's ancestor.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have more than 20 people. As long as we join hands and rely on our strength, we will certainly be able to fight this old guy."
At this time, a martial artist with nine levels of tianwu territory suddenly stood up.
However, in the next moment, before the jiuzhong warrior in tianwu territory finished speaking, his head and his neck were separated in an instant.
Immediately after that, he saw that Heifeng's father was holding the head of the nine heavy warrior in the tianwu realm in his hand, and showed a fierce smile at the other warriors present.
"Jie, since you don't want to hand over half of your blood essence in exchange for precious medicine, I will directly take half of your blood essence from you. Those who dare to resist will die."
Heifeng's father smiled fiercely, and his eyes were cold and fierce. He stared at other martial artists present, threw his head on the ground and said indifferently, "come on! Come one by one, take the initiative to hand over half of the blood essence in your body, take the precious medicine you want, and you can leave alive."
Su Ling's perception was amazing. He heard what people around him said clearly, but even so, he helped Wang Huan. After all, this is his brother.However, when Su Ling just helped Wang Huan up, a more terrible pressure instantly blessed Su Ling's body.Su Ling's whole body, "roared", his feet were directly embedded in the bluestone slab, and his knees began to bend because of the great pressure."What terrible pressure!"Su Ling looked frightened. At that moment, if it weren't for his vigilance, I'm afraid he's kneeling on the ground now.Although Su Ling reluctantly withstood the great pressure, Wang Huan couldn't bear it. At the moment, Wang Huan was kneeling on the ground. He looked very ugly, like a huge mountain peak pressing on his body, so that he couldn't stand up at all.Seeing Wang Huan kneeling on the ground, Su Ling wanted to help again, but at this time, the black cat hurriedly said, "Su Ling, take care of yourself first."Hearing what the black cat said, Su Ling's face became very ugly. It was difficult for him to bear the pressure, not to mention Wang Huan."The old man who never dies has reached the seven levels of heaven. Even in the outside world, he belongs to the top strong. If you disobey him again, we will all die."Said the black cat in a deep voice."OK, I see."Su Ling nodded. He slowly raised his head, stared at the old man who walked into the treasure medicine auction venue, and said, "I just entered here and don't know the rules. Please forgive me."The old man was dying. His arms had long dried up and had no blood. He stood there like a thin firewood. His pupils sank into his eyes. His eyes were extremely dry, his waist was half bowed, and he was wearing a very unsuitable wide clothes.At this moment, the old man stood here. He stared at Su Ling coldly. Then he looked at the other tianwu martial artists present."I'm old. You can take away the precious medicine here. But you should leave half of your blood essence to me."The withered old man, staring at the martial artists present, said."What?!"Hearing the speech, all the other martial artists were shocked and showed a creepy expression.Leave half of the blood essence?This is nonsense.For a warrior, once half of the blood essence in his body is lost, his foundation will be damaged. Even if he takes Duobao medicine, he can't make up for it.Thinking of this, many martial artists couldn't help taking a breath and looked at the bent old man with a bit more fear."Well, you can take the precious medicine here with only half of the blood essence."Heifeng nodded. He was like an evil ghost from hell. His eyes were full of greed and ferocity. He stared at all the martial artists present and said faintly."Damn old thing, you are already half a person who steps into the coffin. You want half of your blood essence. You are just wishful thinking."At this time, a high-level martial artist in tianwu territory suddenly stood up. His strength reached the eight levels of tianwu territory. He was very good. He was definitely not provoked by ordinary martial artists. At the moment, he stared at Heifeng's ancestor coldly and said indifferently."Well, in that case, give me all the blood essence!"Heifeng said lukewarm."Hum, what if you are in heaven? You are old. You have lived for hundreds of years. You are about to die. I don't believe you can suppress me by your means."The martial artist with eight levels of heavenly martial arts was very tall. At the moment, his eyes sank, his body shook violently, and the dark Qi in his body burst out wildly, all rolling towards Heifeng's ancestor."Mole ants and rats, don't measure your strength."Heifeng smiled bitterly, shook his head slowly, and said indifferently, "die."The word "death" was not spoken quickly or slowly by Heifeng's father, and his tone was very calm. Immediately after that, I saw the residual shadow of Heifeng's ancestor. Even though he was old and about to die, at this moment, his momentum was definitely not comparable to those in tianwu territory.In a flash, the head of the eight warrior in tianwu territory was taken off by Heifeng's father.At this moment, Heifeng couldn't help coughing a few times, and blood spat out of his mouth. He threw his head still gushing blood on the ground, and then saw that those plasma seeped into Heifeng's skin like spring water.A moment later, the skin of Heifeng's father was rejuvenated, like restoring vitality.Su Ling was stunned by this scene and said, "is it the method of blood sacrifice?""No!"The black cat said directly, "this old man has not practiced the method of blood sacrifice. He just inhales the fresh blood to maintain his vital signs by relying on some external force. Otherwise, he has lived for hundreds of years. Even if the years erode, he has died.""Well, good."Su Ling nodded. He knew the importance of blood essence to the warrior.If a warrior loses too much blood essence, his body will dry up. And those old martial artists can rejuvenate if they can breathe in more fresh blood essence.Just like Heifeng's father, if he didn't rely on the martial artist's blood essence, I'm afraid he couldn't live until now. After all, he is hundreds of years old. When a warrior reaches the celestial realm, he has a life span of more than 200 years at most. Only when he reaches the yin-yang realm, or even the supreme realm, can he live longer.Many martial artists, who witnessed the eight fold martial artist in tianwu territory, were killed by Heifeng's ancestor and drained their blood essence. They all trembled and were extremely frightened in their hearts."What shall we do? Do we really want to give half of the blood essence to this old thing?""Damn it! I'm here just for precious medicine. If I lose half of my blood essence, I'd rather not take this precious medicine.""That's right! If the cultivation of the realm reaches our level, once half of the blood essence is lost, it means that our martial arts foundation is damaged. We can't make up for it by taking treasure medicine. If the martial arts foundation is damaged, our Martial Arts Road will stop here in the future."All the more than 20 martial artists present were extremely angry. If they were not afraid of the strength of Heifeng's ancestor, they would have taken action to suppress Heifeng's ancestor."Ladies and gentlemen, we have more than 20 people. As long as we join hands and rely on our strength, we will certainly be able to fight this old guy."At this time, a martial artist with nine levels of tianwu territory suddenly stood up.However, in the next moment, before the jiuzhong warrior in tianwu territory finished speaking, his head and his neck were separated in an instant.Immediately after that, he saw that Heifeng's father was holding the head of the nine heavy warrior in the tianwu realm in his hand, and showed a fierce smile at the other warriors present."Jie, since you don't want to hand over half of your blood essence in exchange for precious medicine, I will directly take half of your blood essence from you. Those who dare to resist will die."Heifeng's father smiled fiercely, and his eyes were cold and fierce. He stared at other martial artists present, threw his head on the ground and said indifferently, "come on! Come one by one, take the initiative to hand over half of the blood essence in your body, take the precious medicine you want, and you can leave alive."
