What's more, the other party left a demonic energy in his body, and even at a very distant position, he could sense his own position.

It means that your every move is in the other party's control.

This is a very terrifying thing. If he doesn't escape to Daqingshan quickly and seeks protection from human monks, Shen Lang feels that he will die miserably...

There is no time to think about it.

"Xiao Rou, come and activate the Flying Star God Boat."

At the moment he was unable to fly, Shen Lang had to take out the flying star boat from the storage ring and sit on the boat.

"good."

Xiaorou immediately activated the flying star divine boat, and the flying boat turned into a stream of light and flew rapidly towards the south.

The speed of the Flying Star God Boat is a fraction of the speed of Shen Lang's flying escape, and is even more different than Shen Lang's use of the Flying Thunder Escape Technique.

"No, the speed of this flying star god boat is too slow. We may be caught up by the Golden Flame Peacock before we leave the territory of the Northern Territory Demon Clan!"

Shen Lang was anxious. Now that his body was eroded by demonic power, he was not as strong as one in ten. If the golden peacock chased him, he would not even have room for resistance.

"Young master, don't be anxious, let Xiaorou come and have a look. If the young master is deeply harmed by the other party's demonic aura, maybe Xiaorou can have a way."

Xiaorou hurriedly grabbed Shen Lang's arm and looked inside.

There is indeed a large amount of fire-red demonic energy in Shen Lang's body, hidden in Shen Lang's flesh and blood meridians and bones. These demonic energy is very powerful and stubborn, rushing randomly, and damaging the body.$

The spiritual power in Shen Lang's body is obviously weaker than these demonic energy, so he cannot suppress these demonic energy. Instead, he is forced by the demonic energy, resulting in the inability to condense his own spiritual power.

Although Shen Lang's Holy Yang battle aura is strong, its level is not enough, and it is difficult to clear away the pure demonic aura left by the tenth-level demon cultivator in a short period of time.

Moreover, Shen Langguang would have to consume a lot of the Holy Yang war energy to resist the attacks of those demonic energy. If the Holy Yang war energy is consumed, the rioting demonic energy will still cause serious damage to Shen Lang's body, and the result will be unimaginable.

Just when Shen Lang was anxious, Xiaorou made up her mind, took a deep breath, and said seriously: "Young master, Xiaorou has a way."

"What method?" Shen Lang asked hurriedly.!$!

Xiaorou said with a serious expression: "Young Master, in addition to our natal magical power, blood and magic light, there is also a special magical power called 'magic plunder'. That is, using one's own essence and blood as a guide, absorbing the opponent's demonic power or spiritual power, and using it for one's own use."

"The demonic energy in the young master's body has taken root in the flesh and blood meridians, so it is extremely stubborn, and even the Holy Yang battle energy is difficult to eliminate. Xiaorou can use her own essence and blood to absorb the demonic energy in the young master's body, so that the demonic energy in the young master's body will be transferred away."

After hearing this, Shen Lang shook his head and refused without thinking: "No! Silly girl, the intensity of the demonic energy in my body is not something you can imagine. If you forcefully try to suck away the demonic energy in my body, you still don't know how much essence and blood will be consumed."

Generally, for the spiritual beasts of heaven and earth, the natal magical powers that need to be consumed to consume essence and blood will cause great harm to themselves. Not to mention that Xiaorou is only at the eighth level of cultivation, Shen Lang would not let Xiaorou take such risks no matter what.

"Young master, it doesn't matter! Only when you are alive can we survive. Didn't we support each other like this along the way? What does Xiaorou have to pay a little?" Xiaorou said firmly, biting her red lips.

"no!"

Shen Lang had a firm attitude and refused to agree no matter how he said it.

"Young Master, Xiaorou is willing to do whatever you want me to do. But Xiaorou begs you, listen to me this time." Xiaorou's eyes were moist and she begged bitterly. "Xiaorou, you silly girl. If your mother uses this technique, the damage that may cause to the body can be compensated. But your cultivation is too weak, and using the magical power to consume essence and blood for force may endanger your life!"

Shen Lang frowned and said in a deep voice.

"No, Xiaorou is sure. Young Master, just believe Xiaorou once. The longer it drags on, the greater the danger we will be! Young Master, you must also think clearly that if we are caught, the consequences may be worse than death. Believe me and make Xiaorou this time."

Xiaorou's face was covered with tears and begged Shen Lang.

"Silly girl, don't cry! I promise, can't I agree?"

Seeing Xiaorou crying like a rainy look, Shen Lang felt a little distressed and felt relieved for a moment.

Actually, Xiaorou is right. If he is in this state, he will definitely be caught by the Golden Flame Peacock, and then he and Xiaorou will end up even worse.

Shen Lang has the fighting spirit of the Holy Yang. Even if Xiaorou consumed some of her essence and blood, he was confident that the little girl's body would recover.

"Okay!" Seeing Shen Lang agreeing, Xiaorou raised her lips and hurriedly wiped the tears on her face.

"Young Master, Xiao Rou is not strong enough yet. If you want to use the magical power of 'mana plunder', you must let you drink my blood."

After saying that, Xiaorou lifted the cuffs of her dress up, stretched out her white arms, her face turned red, and she said softly: "Young Master, come and bite Xiaorou!"

"this……"

Shen Lang looked at Xiaorou's white and tender arms, and he couldn't bear it and could not speak.

Xiaorou was also afraid of pain, but when she thought about the hardships the two suffered, what was this pain?

Seeing that Shen Lang had not taken action for a while, Xiaorou opened her white teeth and bit her wrist hard.

After a stinging pain, a lot of blood gushed out of Xiaorou's wrist. She endured the pain, walked to Shen Lang thoughtfully, and smiled: "Young master, it doesn't hurt that much, you can drink it quickly."

Shen Lang's heart was inexplicably tingling, thinking that he had no virtue and worth Xiaorou treating him like this.

A lot of blood gushed out from Xiaorou's wrist. Shen Lang couldn't waste it, so he had to gently pinch Xiaorou's wrist and drank her blood into her abdomen.

Sweet, scorching.

Shen Lang didn't know what kind of mood he was holding and drank Xiaorou's blood.

"It's not enough, my son drinks more." Seeing that Shen Lang was about to stop, Xiaorou couldn't help but urge him.

Blood is different from essence and blood. Essence and blood are blood essences formed by a large amount of blood. A large amount of blood can only match a very small part of the essence and blood.

Therefore, ordinary monks consume essence and blood by consuming essence and energy of their natal life, and the damage to their bodies is almost irreversible.

Shen Lang had already drunk a lot of essence and blood. Seeing that Xiaorou's face became paler, he couldn't help it. He pushed Xiaorou's wrist away and gritted his teeth and said, "No, Xiaorou, if you drink it again, you will have problems with your body!"

"Young Master, don't just do half of the work. This little blood is not enough for Xiaorou to use magic power to plunder. This is Xiaorou's blood. You can't waste it anymore. Keep drinking it for Xiaorou."

Xiaorou looked dissatisfied.

Shen Lang felt that he was being abused. How could he bear the little girl like this? He was really helpless in his heart, so he had to continue to suck Xiaorou's blood.

Xiaorou's face became paler and finally reached a staggering point, which was only when she reached the requirement of casting magic plundering.
Chapter completed!