"Just find it, and leave the rest to me."

The Winged Man Patriarch quickly stepped forward and pointed his index finger at the center of the head's brow. A scene filled with hatred flowed into his mind along his index finger.

The human race has a short lifespan.

Almost all the powerful people in the world of immortal cultivation know this. Except for a few powerful people who have broken through the boundaries, most of them rely on the "reincarnation method" to maintain their lives.

In the eyes of the Winged Man Patriarch, although Chen Luo's magical powers were powerful, he also had a lifespan limit like other human races. This limitation would make the knowledge and foundation of human cultivators far lower than those of these alien races. When competing with the souls of the same realm, he had never been afraid of the human race.

"The life experience of the corpse-reincarnation path is nothing more than some scenes of tempering the soul and absorbing the flesh."

The Winged Ancestor opened his eyes with confidence.

Then he stayed where he was.

In front of him was a bloody world. The sky and the ground were all covered in blood. The thought of the Winged Ancestor invading him was standing on the stone tablet in the center of the sea of ​​blood.

Kill kill kill!!

The murderous intent that surged into the sky made the Winged Ancestor suspect that he had come to the wrong place.

'Why is the origin of the corpse-reincarnation monks the sea of ​​blood? ! '

The Winged Ancestor was completely unable to comprehend the scene before him. In his understanding, the immortal cultivators of the Corpse Reincarnation Way were all extreme cultivators who had abandoned their physical bodies. They mainly cultivated their spirits, and the physical body was the shackle that needed to be cut off in the last step of becoming an immortal.

The normal thoughts of a corpse-reincarnation practitioner are all related to the soul.

The origin of the sea of ​​blood mostly appears in physical and sword cultivators. When fighting with Chen Luo before, the Winged Ancestor carefully observed the other party's method of extracting immortal spirit energy.

With his spiritual sense as a Mahayana cultivator, he would definitely not be wrong.

"Ancestor, have you found a way to crack it?"

The voices of Yi Linghui and Tie Ke came from outside. They could not see the process of the Winged Ancestor breaking the origin, so they could only stand outside and worry.

"There are some mistakes, but it is still under my control."

The Winged Man Patriarch gritted his teeth and placed one hand on the "Kill Word Monument" below.

The body cultivation sea of ​​blood, he had seen it on the blood demon!

Although the process is a bit troublesome, it can be solved in the end.

The power of the soul was like a stream of water, eroding along the surface of the "Kill Word Stele". Soon, the Winged Ancestor sensed a bit of blood in the stone tablet. In the core of the origin, a blood-colored long sword floated inside.

“It’s you!”

The Winged Man Patriarch remembered the black-robed man who had escaped after being slashed with a single blow.

He thought this guy was dead, but he didn't expect him to hide in this place. No wonder there was a sea of ​​blood in the origin of the corpse-reincarnation monks outside.

"It's just a small plot after all. Wait and see how I destroy your sea of ​​blood!!"

After finding the cause of the problem, the Winged Man Ancestor released his aura, and a similar sea of ​​blood appeared around him. Although the aura was not as strong as the sea of ​​blood of hatred, it could still cover an area.

Under the constant erosion of the soul of the Winged Ancestor, the aura of the Blood Sword weakened little by little, and was eventually replaced by the sea of ​​blood surrounding the Winged Ancestor.

“Break it for me!!”

The ancestor of the Winged People shouted loudly.

After a crisp sound, the Wing Man Patriarch crushed the head in his hand. Yi Linghui and Tie Ke, who were standing by, were cheered up and finally saw hope of escaping.

Wait a moment.

The expected scene of "reincarnation" being broken did not appear, and the mountain village remained a mountain village.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the confident expression of the Winged Ancestor froze in place.

'Did I find the wrong source?'

As if responding to his thoughts, a huge black snake swam past the road ahead. From this black snake, the Winged Ancestor sensed the breath of the 'origin' again.

“It turned out to be this black one.”

Before he finished speaking, a bird flew across the sky, and the bird also had the same original aura as the black snake. A golden lion jumped out from behind a rock and grabbed a rabbit. A big carp jumped out of a pond in the distance, a rabbit in a cave, and even a woodcutter passing by with firewood at the foot of the mountain.

The aura of origin appeared all over his body.

There are so many breaths, like stars.

The ancestor of the Winged People raised his head and found that the stars in the sky also had a similar original aura. This scene made the ancestor of the Winged People stunned.

"How can one person have so many origins?"

The worst situation has occurred, and there is no way to leave here under normal circumstances.

'We have to make some sacrifices.'

The Winged Ancestor turned around and looked at Yi Linghui and Tieke beside him.

"Ancestor, I helped you collect all the resources you needed for your retreat! I am the chief elder of the clan, and many things in the clan cannot be done without me."

"Senior, we can think of other ways."

These two men were not stupid people. When they sensed the change in the expression of the Winged Ancestor, they retreated immediately.

"There's no time."

The Winged Ancestor was at such a high level that he stretched out his hand and instantly grabbed the two powerless juniors trapped in the "reincarnation".

"I will help you avenge your grudge."

Puff! !

The souls of Yi Linghui and Tieke exploded instantly, and the mist-like soul power gathered in the palm of the Yiren ancestor's hand and turned into a sharp thorn.

The Winged Man Patriarch who grabbed the spike felt ruthless and stabbed himself between the eyebrows. Since he couldn't escape by normal means, he could only resort to self-mutilation. This self-mutilation method would cause great harm to the soul, and even if he escaped, his soul would be severely damaged.

But at this point, the Winged Ancestor has no choice.

Black scorched earth.

The border area of ​​Wanxiang Xianmen has been completely abandoned. Under the influence of Chen Luo and the Winged Ancestor, the spiritual energy of this area has been completely disrupted, and there is no way to practice in the future.

The gravel rolled down.

Chen Luo, who had been standing still, suddenly moved, and a vortex of spiritual energy gathered into his body.

The outside world still maintains the same appearance as before.

The aura of the Winged Ancestor was also reviving. Compared with Chen Luo, the awakened Winged Ancestor had a little more madness and hatred in his soul. That was Chen Luo's "gift" to him in the reincarnation, and the self-mutilation method could not completely cut off these influences.

"Who the hell are you?!"

"Master of Wanxiang, Chen Luo."

Chen Luo's aura returned to its peak, and the calamity power gathered around him again. His aura was even stronger than before the "reincarnation". As one grew stronger, the other weakened, and the Winged Ancestor of the Mahayana Realm actually fell into a disadvantage.

"I underestimated you."

The Winged Ancestor took out a white pill and swallowed it, and his injuries were instantly suppressed. The wings behind him emerged, and white dots like starlight appeared on each feather. These white dots were compressed wood spirit energy, and the star dots surrounded him and condensed into an illusory tree.

"The deaths of Tieke and Linghui were not unjust."

“I think they were both wronged.”

Yi Linghui and Tieke fell at the edge, motionless.

The souls of both of them have completely disappeared, leaving only their shells.

This is the characteristic of annihilation of the soul.

Although Chen Luo didn't know what the Winged Ancestor had experienced in his "reincarnation", he could tell from his state that his method of "escaping" was not a conventional one, and it was very likely that the two unlucky guys had been sacrificed by him.

Chen Luo gathered his calamity power and a hammer appeared in his hand. The chessboard was scrapped, so he could only use this hammer to push it up.

Taking a step forward, Chen Luo's figure disappeared instantly, and the power of the Phantom God Gu took effect on his body.

"Chest, Qi Hai!"

In the external brain, Brother Qiuyuan skillfully helped Chen Luo find the starting point. However, Chen Luo used a hammer, and the effect was different due to the different hitting surfaces.

The huge hammer was like a meteor, leaving a blue flame tail as it swung. All the four types of spiritual power in the area except the wood spiritual power were brought over by Chen Luo, forming a tsunami of spiritual energy, which smashed towards the ancestor of the Winged People.

"Xingxian."

The wings of the Winged Ancestor were fully spread out, and all the "star points" on the wings gathered on the illusory tree shadow. The semi-illusory tree suddenly appeared, and the dense branches pressed down diagonally.

It's like the sky is falling.

The apricot tree couldn't sense Chen Luo's location, but it didn't need to. The dense branches were everywhere. As soon as the hammer touched the branches, the power of the apricot tree spread over.

boom!!

The hammer and the branch collided.

The hammer in Chen Luo's hand burst out with the brightest light since its birth. Four colors of spiritual power gathered on the hammer and collided with the apricot tree. The circular power exploded in all directions, and the already unrecognizable land completely turned into a big pit, and rivers from all directions gathered towards this area.

Chen Luo and the Winged Ancestor, who were fighting, disappeared on the spot.

boom!

Another collision was heard in the sky, and the collision area was thousands of miles away.

The atmosphere was shaken, and the aftermath spread out like a sound wave. Several small sect gates closest to the Wanxiang Immortal Gate collapsed, and the formation was broken.

The weak are terrified.

They couldn't see the two people fighting above them, they could only hear bursts of muffled thunder.

The sky was dark and thunderclouds were rolling.

No one is seen.

"Uncle-master, what's going on? Why can't I practice breathing?" A Qi-refining cultivator from a small sect was awakened by the backlash of spiritual energy. He looked at the Jindan ancestor above him with panic on his face.

"Don't panic, this is a strange phenomenon in heaven and earth, it will be fine after a while."

The Jindan ancestor sat at the top, speaking words to calm people. But he himself was also in a state of panic. As the only Jindan ancestor in the sect, he knew no more than the Qi-refining disciples below. But he couldn't show his panic like those disciples, so he could only use these words to deceive his disciples, and he asked his friends for information through the communication talisman.

The world of immortal cultivation.

It was so big that the upper and lower levels were completely separated.

boom!!

Chen Luo drained all the spiritual power nearby, and the calamity energy gathered on the hammer, which broke through the branches of the apricot tree head-on and hit the Winged Man Ancestor on the chest.

A muffled groan.

The ancestor of the Winged People finally couldn't hold on any longer, and used the force of the hammer to quickly escape towards the deserted city.

This was the second time he suffered a serious blow after the Blood Demon.

"Master of Wanxiang, Chen Luo. I will remember you." (End of this chapter)