After saying that, Feng Qingyu's figure flashed and rushed straight to the distance.

As for the fire spirit beast, she was forgotten by her.

He glanced at the fire spirit beast with sympathy. Di Tianming and the vine demon sued him and happily went to find his place of cultivation.

After staying in this world for so long, Di Tianming has basically visited all the places here while practicing.

The blood-colored world is not big at all, and it adds up to half a day pot.

Where is the undead spirit here, and where is suitable for cultivation in the underworld, he has already found out clearly.

He said goodbye to the vine demon, and flew to a canyon he had surveyed before.

As for the vine demon, it wanted to chase Feng Qingyu and leave, but when it saw the pitiful appearance of the Fire Spirit Beast, it still couldn't bear it...

After blinking his eyes and thinking for a while, the vine behind the vine demon had already stretched and stretched out.

After wrapping the fire spirit beast, the vine demon took the fire spirit beast with him and chased Feng Qingyu away.

It cannot be solved by specifying magical techniques, but it is still willing to help with Xiaobeng with the fire spirit beast to find the master.

Hundreds of miles away, Feng Qingyu was floating in the air and staring into the distance, standing there quietly for a long time.

As soon as the blood-colored fire spirit beast entered, there was a wave of warm greetings, so that Feng Qingyu didn't notice it.

On the way to the corpse and worm group, she realized that the silk threads in the blood-colored world were completely different from those outside.

It’s not that the Tao in the blood-colored space is not complete, but that there is a dark aura mixed in these Taoist silk threads.

Feng Qingyu can be sure that this dark aura did not exist before, so why did this thing appear in the blood-colored world this time?

Looking at the dark aura mixed with the thread of Taoist silk, Feng Qingyu's eyes were full of solemnity.

Feng Qingyu did not notice any bad aura in these dark auras.

But this thing is mixed between the threads of Taoist silk, which should not be a good thing, right?

Feng Qingyu was very suspicious.

There are not many things in this thing, and there are almost any trace of the Taoist silk thread, which is left.

In the deep palm, I curled the dark air and wanted to observe it carefully. But when I peeled off this thing from the threads of the Taoist silk, Feng Qingyu discovered that the only thing I took in my hand was empty.

"It's still really strange. This thing has shadows and tangles between the threads of Taoist silk, but once they are peeled off, they will turn into nothingness. What is this thing?"

There was a little worry in her eyes. Feng Qingyu didn't know if these things were originally in the blood-colored world or were derived later.

After all, this world is still growing, and many places are still incomplete. If it is really natural things born during the derivation process, it is nothing, but what if it is a ulterior motive guy who deliberately left behind, the little knife and others can

It's dangerous.

Living in this world for several months, I don’t know what they have to do with any unusual feelings.

"In the past, I asked Xiaodao, it was a spirit body, and it should be more sensitive to abnormal gas sensing than other people!"

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyu had already flew out again.

She was originally a body of thought, and her speed in the blood-colored world was unmatched. In just a few flashes, the person had disappeared.

When the vine demon chased after him, Feng Qingyu had already disappeared.

The fungus was not discouraged even if he didn't catch up with Feng Qingyu.

The blood-colored world on both sides is so big. Except for those places, Feng Qingyu rarely goes elsewhere. It looks for each place and can always meet each other.

Outside the blood-colored world, not far from the barrier layer set up by Feng Qingyu, a handsome young man of sixteen or seventeen stood quietly in front of the cliff, with only a slap under his feet protruding from the rock.

Not far from his feet is the waterfall by the cliff.

The gurgling stream splashed down from his feet, but no drop could touch him.

This young man is not very old and has no high cultivation level. He is only in the Nascent Soul Realm. However, the pure sword intent released from his body cannot be underestimated even if he is a half-step fusion cultivator.

If Feng Qingyu's spiritual consciousness was restored to his body, she would definitely be able to discover it. She knew this young man!

The boy has been here for a while. He wanted to take a shower in the pool water below, but when he looked up, he found that something seemed wrong above the cliff wall above him.

But he couldn't see where this was wrong.

So he jumped directly to the top of the cliff and stood there silently and observed carefully.

It's not that he saw anything.

With his late Yuan cultivation, not to mention the barrier set by Feng Qingyu, even if Feng Qingyu himself stood there and looked, he might not have discovered it.

But this feeling of being inexplicably came was so familiar, just like there was a person who was very familiar to him nearby, but he couldn't find who that person was and where he was.

After staring silently for half a quarter of an hour, a hint of doubt had just passed through the young man's eyes.

In the past few years since he came to Zhongdu, except for several times, he has basically never left the sect, so how can he meet anyone outside?

But where does this sense of familiarity come from?

My heart gradually became full of doubts, and the eyes that were clearly distinguished by black and white became more pure.

The divine mind slowly extended out, and the boy looked carefully at the peak of the rock wall, but wherever the divine mind reached, it showed that everything was normal and there was nothing unusual.

He looked at him again in confusion. The young man flashed and fell directly to the edge of the cliff pool.

Although he was not checking, the boy did not immediately take off his clothes and take a shower.

The familiarity lingers, so he is not in the mood to think about anything else.

After finding a clean stone by the pool, I sat down. The boy looked up and glanced at the empty space above the top of the cliff and then withdrew his gaze, and then he felt like he had forgotten this.

Everything seemed to be back to the quiet and peaceful way before, and the boy soon became silent and entered the state of cultivation.

And Feng Qingyu's divine incarnation of the blood-colored world has already arrived at Xiaodao's residence at this time.

When Feng Qingyu saw Xiaodao again, he was secretly surprised.

It was only a few months before I saw it, and Xiaodao had become very different.

Although it is still not clear about its specific level, the sharpness released from its spiritual body is not as sharp as before.

It was not as sharp as before, but the feeling that the knife brought to Feng Qingyu was more dangerous than before.

"That's right, have all the essence spiritual liquid been absorbed?"

Xiaodao pointed a little, his attitude was as indifferent as before: "Well, it has been absorbed all of it. If you look for time, you have to get me some higher-level levels!"

"No need to worry about this! After the final, I will get the quota of the Saha Secret Realm. You can choose whatever materials you want!"

The secret realm of Saha is very famous throughout the Saha continent.

Before, Xiaodao was suppressed in the formation and really didn't understand the matter in the world of cultivation.
Chapter completed!