While Ren Lao Mo and Guo Yangming were working hard to carry those puppets, Luo Xiu's small life was very relaxed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

For the next half a year, Luo Xiu took the spaceship every day and walked back and forth in this blood-colored space, because in this blood-colored space, there were not many winged people who could still move normally.

On the other side, Guo Yangming and Ren Lao Mo joined forces, and finally killed the green-robed puppet, and both of them paid a lot of price for it.

It's just that there is one thing that makes Luo Xiu very depressed, because the phantom of the Reincarnation Venerable only said that he would survive in this space before, but he didn't say how long, although now in this blood-colored space, the winged people have become very rare, and most of the winged people are infected with the virus and slowly die, and within the winged human race, they call this virus the curse of the gods.

Although Luo Xiu was very bored, he had also gained a lot in the past six months, because of the death of a large number of winged people, so that no winged people dared to clean up their corpses, and one by one the wingman tribes in the space were infected by the virus, and they died one after another, their painful expressions and the resentment towards the reincarnation venerable made Luo Xiu chill all over.

Before, he didn't know that after the death of the winged people, the cultivation in their bodies would condense into a hexagonal crystal, Luo Xiu called this kind of crystal a spirit crystal, because he found that these crystals were really lucky, because once Luo Xiu found that there were extremely strong energy fluctuations in the body of a winged person under the prompting of the system, he knew how much wealth he had missed before.

Immediately, he began his own treasure hunting road, because in the current space, more than half of the winged people have died, if it weren't for Luo Xiu's exercises being righteous and Xuangong, Luo Xiu would have planned to rely on the souls of these dead winged people to refine a soul-devouring banner like Ren Laomo.

On this day, Luo Xiu was looking for the dead corpses of the Winged Terrans, but Luo Xiu suddenly found several human corpses on the slope of a small mountain. He was stunned for a moment, and then quickly discovered a problem, in the space he was in, he had not seen anyone else before, nor had he found other monks in the small world, and they were also human beings with not low cultivation, because judging from their clothing, they were not disciples of any sect that Luo Xiu knew.

When Luo Xiu was a little surprised, because he didn't know if there were other humans entering this place, after all, there were only three of them in the small world at that time, how did the corpses of those strange humans come about.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell for you to break into!"

These are the two common sayings that Luo Xiu hummed softly after seeing the dead human corpses.

To be honest, Luo Xiu is very relaxed now, because of the existence of the system, he does not have a trace of guilt in his heart about the virus that caused the death of a large number of people of the Winged Human Race, but he is still very happy in his heart, Luo Xiu really feels this way at this time!

Time passed day by day, Luo Xiu could get tens of thousands of spirit crystals of the Winged Human Clan every day, and while he was happy, he did not forget the few human corpses he saw, it can be seen that the entrance to this blood-colored space is definitely not the only one in the small world, Luo Xiu has a guess in his heart, but he is not too sure at this time.

Looking at the gains on the corpses of those humans, Luo Xiu also found a problem, in these human storage bags, Luo Xiu did not find nothing, because he saw a few black wood tokens in the storage bags, the tokens were very simple, and although they looked wooden, when Luo Xiu's hand picked up the token, Luo Xiu could still feel an extremely uncomfortable yin and evil energy.

This energy was even more uncomfortable than the aura emanating from the Horned Demon's body.

Then he was even more careful, because although many people had died now, all the remaining living beings were high-level existences.

Several times, when he was digging for spirit crystals, he was almost caught by those eight-winged or nine-winged people of the Winged Human Race~, but fortunately, although the space was not large, he still quickly threw them away.

For other cultivators, a few months can be said to not be able to do much at all.

Some people, even in their lifetime, can't ~ like Luo Xiu, there will be such an opportunity, and it can be imagined that in a few months, he can rely on the help of the system to destroy most of the winged people in the entire space.

Looking at the blood-colored world, Luo Xiu also smiled bitterly.

Because just think about the mortality rate of more than 80 percent, the failure rate of 10 percent.

This reincarnation Venerable has not been passed on for millions of years, and it is not for nothing!

When Luo Xiu was digging for the spirit crystal, he even felt that the requirements of this reincarnation venerable were a bit high!

In fact, Luo Xiu thought about this.

The requirements for the Reincarnation Venerable to choose the inheritor of the Dao system are really not high.

It's just that the test of the reincarnation venerable, the choice of the inheritor, was consciously set a million years ago when he realized that his death was approaching, and he deliberately used the means of heaven to refine it.

But even the Venerable Reincarnation himself did not expect that he, the Reincarnation Dao Palace, would be hidden in a small world for some reason and reappear again, which was already a million years later.

Among his two inheritance tests, they were both set for the level of the Terran monks on the battlefield of the ancient people and demons millions of years ago.

At that time, the combat effectiveness of the Terran monks was very strong, and under the same cultivation, the Terran monks in the ancient period beat the ten or eight monks of the same level now.

He didn't expect that as the war between the Ancient Terran and the Winged Human Race ended with a shocking upheaval, his Reincarnation Dao Palace would appear on the back of a blue-eyed golden toad, and then it would fall into a small world with no people, so that he could never find the inheritor!

"System, do you say that I should leave this space now, you must know that if I stay in this space any longer, it has been more than a year, are you sure that my master will not come to me?" Luo Xiu asked the system with some anxiety after wandering for an unknown number of days, because he had never found those dead winged people in the winged people race.

"But this system can't help the host leave this small world, the host had better look for the so-called blood wing, otherwise it won't be able to leave this space at all!" The meaning of the system made Luo Xiu's mood even more irritable, because he already knew the location of the blood wing.

Blood Wing is the twelve-winged man who poured all the essence of his body into his wings after his death, making the wings behind him become a very powerful flying spirit treasure, but even when the twelve-winged people were at the height of the winged people, there were only a few, not to mention that they could easily get blood wings.

It's just that the location of the Bloodwing is the most dangerous place in this space, because there are still more than a hundred powerful Wingmen alive there, and because of the virus, it is rare for so many Wingmen to gather together.

So he didn't dare to rob it blatantly, so he could only look for an opportunity on the side and win with one blow.