"I added the poisonous soul grass from the soul cultivators to the poison. If an ordinary cultivator were to encounter this poison, although it would also be powerful, it would not be as strong as this. Because the bloodline of the Holy King Palace is special, this thing has become their nemesis."
Everything has its own interdependence and mutual restraint, even the monks of the Holy King Palace who have the blood of the gods are no exception!
"Pankong, I just felt the energy fluctuations around Elder Liu. This Fallen God Realm seems..."
Pan Kong emerged from the Record of Life and Death.
"Your intuition is correct. I'm absolutely certain that this small world of fallen gods is part of the original world of gods and demons! The source of gods and demons in this world of gods and demons is beneficial to those who are gods and demons. If the people of the Holy King Palace have the blood of the gods, then in this small world, whether it's magic or recovery, they will be improved! There may be other advantages!"
"Then the Immortal Realm's Cultivation Alliance didn't notice this?"
There was a kind of light flickering in the sky.
"I don't know if they know. If they don't, then why hasn't the Holy King Palace revealed this secret all these years, pretending to be just like other cultivators... If they do know, have they done anything else..."
Pan Kong rubbed his temples. Even though he had not yet recognized the body, as Shen Qingyi's cultivation level improved, he gradually began to have some feelings.
Unlike the demon soul cultivators, they possess human bodies after their golden elixir transforms into human form.
As the son of all spirits, he has now entered the record of the cycle of life and death. If he wants to cultivate a human body one day and be recognized by the way of heaven, then the first thing he must start with is to have the feelings of a human.
Pain is also one of the feelings.
At this moment, these things couldn't help but give him a slight headache.
It has been too long since those people died, and too many changes have taken place in the world of immortal cultivation. There are some things he doesn't know, and he can only guess from some scattered fragments.
"Qingyi, your current body was forged from the flesh and blood of the people of the Holy King Palace in the Immortal Realm. Logically speaking, besides your original blood source, there should also be blood from the gods... Are you just... like them?"
Shen Qing nodded.
"When the people from the Holy King Palace used their bloodline power, I sensed some mysterious energy appearing in the space around me. Later, I felt that my spiritual power and injuries were recovering at an extremely fast speed. But for some reason, I feel... I am recovering faster than the people from the Holy King Palace who used their bloodline power!"
Pan Kong frowned. Although he knew more about the gods and demons than many people, he was not very clear about the details of some of the internal affairs of the gods and demons.
"It's possible that the one who forged your body was a high-ranking member of the Holy King Palace. Those people are divided into different levels based on the strength of their bloodlines. Since the person who attacked you is a high-ranking member, the strength of his bloodline is naturally incomparable to that of ordinary people."
While Shen Qingyi was communicating with Pan Kong, he began to collect the fish in other nets.
When the last person fell, his pupils were filled with disbelief.
"How... How is it possible... We share the same bloodline... You're not from the Holy King Palace! Who are you?"
Shen Qingyi was not far from the leader. Seeing the blood flowing more and more from his neck, he gently wiped the blood off the Wuchen Sword.
She deliberately absorbed the power of her bloodline when this person used it. The strong energy fluctuations finally made the leader realize that something was wrong.
Why? It was clearly him who was burning the power of his bloodline, but the one who absorbed more energy was the female cultivator in front of him!
Something flashed through my mind.
Unless it is an absolute crushing blow from a high bloodline!
But even if there were survivors from other divine bloodlines in the world of cultivation, the Holy King Palace's method of burning bloodline power was unique. How could anyone who wasn't a member of the Holy King Palace possibly absorb the burning bloodline power of those within their ranks?!
And if she was a member of the Holy King Palace's high bloodline, why didn't he sense the Holy King Palace's royal seal aura on her?!
And at the moment when his last blood and essence burned, he vaguely sensed another faint aura...
His consciousness became increasingly blurred, but he felt unwilling, fearful, and worried.
Who is this person!
"You... who are you? Let me go, and I can give you great benefits!"
Shen Qingyi knew his current situation from the man's shocked expression. Faced with the man's temptation, Shen Qingyi just glanced at him lightly.
"After I kill you, everything good about you will be mine. I can even feed your corpse to my spirit beasts!"
No matter how strong the medicinal power of the pill was, it could not heal the wound. The leader wanted to cover the bloodstain on his neck with his hand, but his body became colder and his life passed away faster and faster.
Why did I, a high-level Yuanying stage cultivator, end up in such a state?
Looking at the vast sea, his last thought was that the sea is water, and the endless water is this man’s domain!
Anyone who enters the waters feels like entering her world!
Furthermore, this person also controls the power of time and space! His control over the realm is absolutely unmatched among his peers!
In the end, they didn't spread the news, just hoping that others would be careful...
"Bang!"
Looking at the fallen leader, Shen Qing moved his hand, and the Tianyuan attached to Shen Qing's wrist turned into countless vines, quickly collecting the spoils.
"The noise caused by the man burning his bloodline power has alarmed the others. Let's get out of here!"
Pan Kong's powerful spiritual sense scanned the surroundings.
"good!"
“Crack!”
The group couldn't help but frown as they looked at the small piece of jade that had cracked on the plate.
"These guys, I remember, were a pair. Was that the team led by Jiang Yi?"
The man in the black mask looked at the others.
"Yes, sir! I remember when we handed in the mission last time, there were ten people in their team, six of them were in the early stage of Yuanying, three were in the middle stage of Yuanying, and Jiang Yi himself was in the high stage of Yuanying."
The black-faced man frowned.
"This team is in the Nascent Soul stage. Although they are not very strong, they escaped... Jiang Yi also died. Could it be that they encountered other Nascent Soul masters in the immortal world? Or perhaps an even stronger team?"
"It's possible that they didn't send any message until they died. They might have been controlled by other teams."
The black-faced man took back the jade plate.
Although Jiang Yi's ten men were not a strong team, they had fought in the Fallen Angel Realm for so long. He had just entered this area, so it would be best if he could make use of those experienced people.
Even if the overall strength is not very good.
After all, the good teams and strong people were lured away by other black-faced people before he entered this area.
It's a pity for the black-faced man.
It seems that I can only look for the next team.
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