Chapter 15 Blood Yin

The entire black blood battlefield is filled with disturbing factors, and the longer it is, the more depressing it will feel.

For qi and blood realm warriors, their mental will will determine how long they can stay in the black blood battlefield. It is possible for ten or ten days, but for those who practice strength realm, their mental will has risen to a certain level. Height, unless there are special circumstances, will not be affected.

Walking on the battlefield of black blood, the earth is dark brown, and even the sky looks like it is covered with a layer of dark red mist, the sunlight is hard to penetrate, and it looks gloomy and cold.

As night fell and the wind was just blowing, Chen Zong could feel the temperature dropping rapidly. The night here was enough to freeze ordinary people to death.

The physique of warriors is better than that of ordinary people, and it does not mean that they are omnipotent. When encountering harsh environments, they will also fall ill. Therefore, when they go to unfamiliar places, especially some places with strange environments, they often have to be prepared.

He found a leeward belt formed by the intersection of two broken walls. Chen Zong sat down, put the treasured iron sword on his lap, and carried the blood at a slow speed. In this way, he would not consume too much blood, and It can keep itself warm, maintain a proper body temperature and not be invaded by wind and cold.

I don't know when, a red waning moon appeared quietly, hanging in the sky, as if you could reach out and touch it, looking up, there is a very strange beauty.

The sound of the wind blew, Chen Zong lit a bonfire, and the flames swayed, blurring the silhouettes of rocks and dead trees in the distance, like ghosts.

Chen Zong was very courageous and did not fear. He stretched out his hand and took it out in his arms. There was a small blood-red thing in his hand. It was about the size of a pigeon egg, but irregular. It looked like a jade stone soaked in blood. .

This is Shen Xueyu.

Part of the danger on the black blood battlefield comes from other warriors looking for Shen Xueyu. This Shen Xueyu is what Chen Zong got by beheading a warrior who wanted to kill himself.

Shen Xueyu felt cold and mellow to the touch. When he held it in his hand, Chen Zong seemed to be able to feel the speed of the flow of qi and blood in his body increased, but it was very subtle and equal to nothing.

"It's about one or two weights, at least worth ten thousand white jade coins." Chen Zong said to himself, staring at Shen Xueyu in his hand.

The sky is getting darker and later, and the blood-colored waning moon hanging in the sky seems to be more enchanting.

Shadows pervade.

On the ground on the left, there seemed to be a black shadow flowing silently like water, approaching Chen Zong.

The tip of the mysterious sword trembled suddenly, making Chen Zong transparent inside and out, and his perception was enhanced to the extreme.

Without any hesitation, Chen Zong bounced up and landed a few meters away. He stared at the place where he had been sitting cross-legged, and found that there seemed to be a strange black shadow, showing a tinge of blood red under the firelight.

"Blood Yin..." Chen Zong frowned slightly.

Since you come to the Black Blood Battlefield, you must do your research first.

There are no monsters on the black blood battlefield, but there are two kinds of strange things, one is called Xueyin, and the other is called Xueli.

Xueyin has no entity and usually exists in the form of shadow or mist. It will quietly penetrate into the body of the warrior, and then drain the whole body of qi and blood. Xueli is the evolution of Xueyin. The attack power can also absorb a whole body of qi and blood, which is very terrifying.

Before entering the battlefield of black blood, Chen Zong was prepared to face various dangers.

The blood and yin escaped into the ground and disappeared from under Chen Zong's eyelids, but Chen Zong did not relax his vigilance and was on high guard.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared quietly from his feet. Chen Zong jumped and avoided it dangerously. At the same time, he swung out a sword, and the sword body burst into an extremely strong light, piercing the ground.

"The blood yin has no body, it is cold, and it is most afraid of high temperature."

With a secret voice, Chen Zong stretched the Baotie Sword to the bonfire and roasted it. The temperature rose rapidly, and the tip of the sword began to turn red.

Behind Chen Zong, a cloud of black and red mist appeared quietly, silently, as if a murderous grimace and sharp claws appeared.

He grabbed Chen Zong's neck fiercely.

"die!"

Chen Zong seemed to have long eyes in the back of his head, he quickly turned around, and a sword provoked a spark to pierce the air, piercing the bloody yin like a thunder and fire cracking the sky. A shrill and sharp scream, like a magic sound piercing the brain.

Peng, the smoke exploded.

"Dead?" Chen Zong retracted his sword, not knowing whether the Xueyin escaped or died.

Sit down again and add dry wood to make the flame more vigorous, which can affect the blood yin to a certain extent.

Shen Xueyu has a wide range of uses, and its main function is to assist the cultivation of Qi and Blood Realm warriors, but there must be a method.

For example, the boiling blood pool is one method.

After all, the pure blood qi contained in Shenxue Jade, after years of accumulation and precipitation, has long been solid, and there is no special method to guide the pure blood qi out of it.

If it is a monster, it will be different. You only need to eat Shen Xueyu directly and digest it with a powerful body.

The sky is bright, Chen Zong is awake, and his spirit is high. His mental will is strong enough, and he is not inferior to the ninth-level warrior of Qi and blood. He has not entered the black blood battlefield for a long time, and he has not been affected much.

After extinguishing the flames, Chen Zong carried the burden and continued to move forward. Not long after, he saw a mummified corpse. After a little inspection, it should have died within the past few days. Bloody or bloody.

On the body of the corpse, Chen Zong found two red money tickets and five white money tickets, a total of 25,000 white jade coins.

"At this rate, maybe I can still pick up millions of white jade money here." Chen Zong joked to himself.

"Ouyang Jianlin, hand over Shen Xueyu."

"Hand over it and spare you not to die."

"Hmph, it's just a few of you chickens and dogs."

"court death."

"kill him."

When he heard the sound in his ear, Chen Zong also saw five figures in front of him, four of which formed an encircling circle, enclosing the fifth person in the middle.

The surrounded person is full of qi and blood, with nine levels of qi and blood, with sharp eyebrows like swords and sharp eyes. He is wearing silver-gray military uniforms, which are close-fitting and delicate, setting off his heroic and upright posture. The sword in his hand is directly It caught Chen Zong's attention.

The body of the sword is bright and smooth like a mirror, and the edge of the sword is filled with blue light, which is a sign of extreme sharpness.

The hilt seems to be carved from dark red precious jade.

The whole sword looks superb, both in line and in light.

At least a rare iron sword.

The four people who surrounded Ouyang Jianlin were also at the ninth level of Qi and Blood.

This is a disciple of another martial arts institute.

There are five martial arts institutes under the jurisdiction of the main city of extreme martial arts, and the Qiyao martial arts institute is only one of them.

The four of them shot at the same time, the long knives slashed out, and three sword lights slashed from three directions, one palm like a slate smashed to Ouyang Jianlin, one leg like a big pillar and the sword was violently shot down.

A sneer hung on the corner of Ouyang Jianlin's mouth, his body swayed forward with a sword, and the sharp sword stabbed out, evolving the sharpness to the extreme, as if it could pierce all hard things.

With the same cultivation level of the ninth level of Qi and blood, this Ouyang Jianlin's strength is very terrifying. Under the sword, not only broke the joint force of the four, but also took the opportunity to kill one person.

The sword light flashed again, and in the blink of an eye, the second person was beheaded, leaving only two people.

"stop!"

The two who were still alive realized that something was wrong and spoke quickly.

"It's too late." Ouyang Jianlin was obviously a decisive person, and he used his sword again.

"Fight." The two of them saw that they were not good, and immediately cast the blood burning technique, the blood burned, the strength increased by a thousand jins, and they displayed the human-level high-grade martial arts.

A knife seems to be able to split the earth, and the light of the knife is stained with a layer of blood.

One palm seemed to be able to smash mountains, like a big red grinding disc slammed into Ouyang Jianlin.

"Struggling in vain." Ouyang Jianlin snorted coldly, a smirk hung on the corner of his mouth, and the long sword was swung, extremely sharp, and the knife light pierced the palm print very quickly, like a streamer across the sky, killing both of them.

"So strong!" Chen Zong's pupils shrank.

The same ninth-level cultivation base of Qi and Blood Realm, but one person was killed with one sword, even if the last two people used the Blood Burning Technique to increase their strength, this is still the case. The strength of this Ouyang Jianlin is too terrifying.

Especially his sword, which is not only fast but also very sharp, has not changed much, some are just resolute and ruthless.

More than 100 meters apart, Ouyang Jianlin glanced at Chen Zong, his eyes were very sharp, and immediately picked up the four people's baggage and other things and left.

Taking a breath, if this person is going to be unfavorable to him, Chen Zong feels that he has to turn around and run away immediately, the difference in cultivation base is obvious, and the difference in strength is too great.

"However, the sword could have been used that way." Chen Zong was inspired.

Variable and unchangeable!

Whether to change or not to change depends on the specific situation, and some people practice swords, very moderate, and can't find anything special at all. This is the majority of swordsmen, but some people practice swords, above the mean There will be new breakthroughs, such as faster, such as stronger, such as sharper and so on.

The sword was drawn, and only a dazzling and sharp light flashed through the air, like a white line.

"It still doesn't feel fast enough." Chen Zong shook his head. Compared with Ouyang Jianlin's sword, there is still a significant gap. The origin of this gap is not only the gap in cultivation, but also the gap in sword use. It does not mean that Chen Zong is inferior to Ouyang Jianlin in the application of swords. Both sides have their own strengths. Now, Chen Zong wants to learn from each other's strengths, use them for his own use, and further improve himself.

Putting away the sword, he walked to the four corpses to take a look. The wounds were very thin. Chen Zong studied and compared carefully, and felt that he had gained some inspiration.

Out of the sword out of the sword out of the sword!

Tried and adjusted again and again, and every adjustment was very subtle. Every time Chen Zong could feel that the sword was getting faster and faster, and the power carried by the sword when it was stabbed was getting more and more concentrated.

If the strength is concentrated enough and the speed of the sword is fast enough, it means that the power of the sword will be directly improved. If changes can be added to it, the sword will become more inscrutable, and the power will be further enhanced invisibly.