At the same time!

In the border area of ​​the Beicang Mountains, there is a huge fairy city with people coming and going, flowing endlessly.

This scene!

But it was clearly seen by the mysterious monks on the hillside ten miles away from the Immortal City.

Just then...

Suddenly, a sword light came through the void at an incredible speed.

The sword light flashed continuously!

On the deserted hillside, gorgeous blood flowers bloomed in an instant.

The blood is over!

The smell of blood is everywhere!

The sword light dissipated, and a quaint sword appeared, and the sword burst out with a warm sword light, spreading like a lake.

In an instant, the storage bag on the corpse that was lying in the pool of blood fell off and fell into the sword light.

Next breath.

The ancient long sword is bright.

When I looked at the ancient sword again, I disappeared, as if the scene before was an illusion.

But all the corpses in front of me proved that this was not an illusion.

At this moment, the terrifying sword was lost and the sharp sword energy that filled this area exploded in vain.

Bang!

The sword light burst out, and the small hill turned into white instantly.

Nothing remains!

Not only that here!

Deep in the Aoki Mountains, and somewhere outside the fairy city on the border of the Aoki Mountains...

Almost at the same time, an exact ancient sword flashed out of thin air!

The sword light bursts out!

Many golden elixir monks in the Spirit Beast Sect left no living mouth.

In the end, there was only a faint smell of blood.

But this insignificant detail attracted the attention of a young monk who was rushing to the road.

I saw that the young man who was a casual cultivator in the Qi training stage suddenly stopped...

I sniffed a little bit of a nose tip.

“There is a bloody smell?”

"And it also has a little fragrance, isn't it the real person of Jindan?

Is it a third-level monster?"

Zhao Wei's eyes fell on the small hill in front of the right, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

It’s really too dangerous to cultivate the world!

Once affected by the battle of high-level monks, they will definitely be dead and will not be buried.

If it were the past, he would have avoided it and would have run away without looking back.

But now hesitated!

It was precisely because of the direction where the smell of blood came, there was no trace of spiritual energy fluctuation.

Obviously.

Didn't you leave?

Just cleaning the battlefield?

However, Zhao Wei prefers the former.

After all, it won’t take long to clean the battlefield!

Zhao Wei, who has been living in the world of immortal cultivation for seven or eight years, is very clear about this.

And he also knew that there was a very likely way for that small hill to leave some spiritual objects that the other party looked down upon?

The other party looks down on it!

It does not mean that he, a young cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, looks down on him!

Even a few drops of spiritual blood?

That's a big profit.

Whether it is the blood of a monster?

Or the blood of a Jindan monk?

Those are all valuable spiritual objects, at least they can get a big spiritual stone, which is enough for him to improve one or two levels of cultivation.

This.

Zhao Wei is very confident in his sense of smell.

He has been able to practice safely until now, and his sensitive sense of smell can be said to have taken a large part of his contribution.

But in the past it was a chance to make small fuss.

It's definitely not as good as this opportunity.

Thoughts.

Many thoughts emerged in his heart.

"Fight!"

"If you don't take the opportunity before, how can you talk about the future fairy path?"

"What's more, there is a high probability that there is no danger!"

Think about it here.

A look of firmness appeared in the eyes of Zhao Wei, a young cultivator in Qi Refining.

Then he walked carefully in the direction where the smell of blood came.

After a while...

Zhao Wei followed the smell of blood and came to the small hillside. Suddenly, he seemed to be in a sea of ​​swords, his skin was extremely tingling, as if countless fine needles were stabbing him.

See this.

He subconsciously took a step back and said with lingering fear:

"So pure! What a sharp sword energy!"

"I don't know how much power the scattered sword energy has dissipated, but I still can't get closer!"

However, when Zhao Wei saw the blank earth in front of him, a hint of disappointment appeared in his eyes and murmured in his heart:

"Sure enough! Opportunities are not that easy to meet!"

Just as he was about to turn and leave, the small hill filled with blood...

Suddenly, Zhao Wei paused, as if he had thought of something.

It was tight and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

"wrong!"

"It's not that there's no chance."

"When the sharp sword energy gathers, it can definitely be used as a killer weapon!"

"And collecting the blood that drifts across this small hill may gather into one or two drops of spiritual blood."

"Even if it cannot reach the third level of spiritual blood!

Second-level spiritual blood is definitely not a problem!”

Thinking of this.

Zhao Wei no longer hesitated and started immediately.

If it's a breath...

Whether it is sword energy?

Or is the blood and energy? They are constantly dissipating, so his losses will be even more!

Tightly, he played a series of magic tricks, and his meager magic power was consumed very quickly.
To be continued...