Chapter 517: Follow the wolf to eat meat, and follow the dog to gnaw bones

"One hundred and eight blood gods, this time I actually practiced one hundred and eight blood gods, a blessing in disguise, hahahaha, this is the real blessing and misfortune, hahaha......" Yi Chu looked up to the sky and laughed, unable to hide the ecstasy in his heart

Escaping death was originally something to be thankful for, and if you add a great increase in mana, there will be a deeper pleasure. One hundred and eight blood gods is equivalent to one hundred and eight lives for Yi Chu in the future. With the small success of the Three Thousand Blood Divine Dao, Yi Chu's understanding of the Three Thousand Blood Divine Dao has also deepened a little.

The blood god cultivated by the three thousand blood gods, although in terms of mana is only one-tenth of the main blood god, in terms of consciousness, it is not worse than the main blood god at all. Even if the main blood god was injured in the battle, as long as the blood god escaped, Yi Chu would be able to immortalize his divine sense.

What's more, now one-tenth of Yi Chu's mana is also equivalent to a monk in the middle stage of the Golden Pill, and one hundred and seven blood gods in the middle stage of the Golden Pill who can be used freely, which is naturally a great means.

The more I feel the power of the Three Thousand Blood Divine Dao, the more Yi Chu has endless admiration for the demonic power of the Blood God**, if one day I can cultivate the Three Thousand Blood Gods, then in the rolling world, who can match me? Yi Chu, who was infinitely happy in his heart, laughed proudly and flew out of the Blood Demon Pool.

Landing quietly, Yi Chuna was still immersed in the joy of the three thousand blood divine path cultivation, and suddenly there was a little more surprise. His cultivation has obviously taken another step, although he has not yet reached the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, it is only one step away.

Yi Chu, who was gently fluttering, was shrouded in divine sense, but found that on the Blood Transformation Peak, there were actually no familiar breaths. Could it be that something had happened, and in the middle of the turn of the thought in his heart, Yi Chu appeared outside the Blood Transformation Divine Palace.

"Have you heard, now there are more than a dozen Yuanying monks who challenge the sect master at the Blood Rush Gate. A disciple of the Blood Transformation Sect with Qi Condensation cultivation mysteriously whispered to a few companions beside him.

Several of his companions, as if they were tired of hearing about the subject, turned a deaf ear one by one, did not raise their heads, and went about their own work.

"Hey, what do you mean by this? My cousin was just ordered to invite the two elders to pass on the Gong and the Guardian, and he secretly told me that there was a monk from the South China Sea, who was really arrogant, and hung a banner outside our bloody door, guess what it was written on?" As if deliberately hanging the appetite of his companion, the disciple said this, but did not say anything.

"Blood Child, what is written, you are going to say it quickly?" Sure enough, as expected by the Bloodless Child, his companions were immediately aroused.

"It said that our sect master is as timid as a mouse, and he doesn't dare to fight with him in a grand manner. He also said that if our sect master didn't come out within three days, he would set foot on our Red Blood Mountain. ”

"It's really a toad yawning, what a big breath, what kind of person is our sect master? If it weren't for the fact that the sect master was in retreat, I'm afraid he would have been beaten so much that he wouldn't even be able to recognize who his own mother Lao Tzu was" A disciple who was wiping the table and chair with silk sneered, not without disdain.

This disciple's words were agreed by the other monks, and they each stopped their work and began to talk about it.

Listening to the discussions of these disciples, Yi Chu was secretly proud in his heart, and under the urging of mana, the whole person turned into a blood mist and flew straight in the direction of the blood rushing door.

The Blood Chong Gate is the northern gateway of the Red Blood Mountain, and when the Blood Transformation Sect was prosperous, the Blood Chong Gate, as the main portal of the Blood Transformation Sect, was once brilliant. Generally, when the monks of the outer sect came to the Blood Transformation Sect to do business, they would enter the Blood Rush Sect with their names. However, with the decline of the Blood Transformation Sect, especially after the death of the last Yuan Ying master of the Feixuan Dao people, this blood-transforming sect portal with four big characters written by the third generation head of the Blood Transformation Sect has long since lost its former appearance.

And today, the appearance of Yi Chu has finally made the blood rush gate majestic again, once again demonstrating its role. Ever since Yi Chu proposed that whoever won would hand over the splendid map of mountains and rivers to whom, he had attracted many Yuanying masters to come all the way to the Blood Transformation Sect.

In an instant, Yi Chu came to the periphery of the Blood Chong Gate, but the first thing that caught his eye was not the four big characters of blood and qi, but a row of large characters composed of white clouds that gathered in the sky with mana.

"Blood Transformation Sect Master, cowardly as a mouse"

"Your Excellency Lin Jianping, I will give you one last warning, please erase those words" Elder Chuangong's eyes widened, looking at the man holding a white jade folding fan not far in front of him, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Hahaha, give me one last warning, just by you? warn me? A waste who has just reached the stage of pregnancy and infancy, and doesn't know if he can achieve the first baby and will die, dare to say such things to me?

The white jade folding fan in the young monk's hand shook lightly, and he looked up to the sky and smiled as if it was itchy, and his mouth was bitter and sarcastic to the Elder Chuangong.

Elder Chuangong was so angry that his face turned pale, but he was helpless, the disciples of the Blood Transformation Sect who were standing outside the blood rush door were also angry at Lin Jianping, their teeth were clucking, but no one dared to rush out, because Lin Jianping's body exuded the aura of a Yuanying-level powerhouse.

"You have all seen it, this is the elder of the Blood Transformation Sect, you slap him and stomp three times, he can fight back, there are no more than two, the first warning, the second is still a warning. What I want to say is, can a spitting star drown a man? follow the wolf to eat meat, and follow the dog to gnaw bones. You can see from these disciples, is it wrong for me to say that the Blood Immortal Son is as cowardly as a mouse??"

Lin Jianping's half-ridiculed words immediately caused more than a dozen Yuanying monks behind him to laugh. Monks like Lin Jianping, who gathered outside the Blood Chong Gate, naturally came for the splendid pictures of mountains and rivers. The Yuanying monks who came here were not people with high means and arrogant hearts.

"Lin Jianping, you deceive people too much, I will fight for you today" Elder Chuangong's eyes widened, and he suddenly rose up, his body turned into a bloody light, and he was about to rush towards Lin Jianping.

Since Yi Chu saved the Blood Transformation Sect, the entire Blood Transformation Sect regarded Yi Chu as a god, and if someone insulted them, they might swallow their anger, but they couldn't turn a blind eye to the insult of a god-man like Yi Chu.

Because, Yi Chu is the hope of the Blood Transformation Sect, they don't want to see the hope that has just been ignited shattered again, therefore, the Elder of the Gong Transmission will fight against this Yuan Ying from the South China Sea, although knowing the result of the hard resistance, it seems to be doomed.

"I don't know what is alive or dead, and I dare to make a move on me. ”

Lin Jianping sneered at the flying Elder Gong Chuan, shook the folding fan in his hand, and a fire dragon with a length of ten zhang instantly flew out from the folding fan and slammed towards the Gong Transmission Elder.