"Ka-ching! Ka-ching ~"
A few days later, a strange grinding noise came from an unassuming bear cave.
"Boom!
There is a huge explosion, and the bear cave explodes, scattering dust in all directions.
A young man with a pale blood glow appeared.
"Blood Mojo Level two, done."
"I really have a talent for body building."
Jiang Pingan practiced the method of breathing and spitting. He used a lot of spiritual stones to accumulate, and it took him a month to reach the fourth level of Qi-cultivation.
However, it took Jiang less than half the resources and time to complete the second level of Blood Qi Formula.
Jiang Ping An clenched his fist and felt the explosive force, giving the illusion that he could blow the mountain to pieces with one blow.
It was, of course, an illusion.
After finishing the second level of blood Qi, he felt the blood surging inside him and the wounds on his body were healing quickly.
Instead of nourishing the wound with Reiki, the blood Qi in the body will heal the wound on its own, and more quickly.
"Boom!
Suddenly there was a loud roar in the distance.
Jiang Ping An was frightened and quickly hid himself in the grass.
Although he did not know what was happening, the world was too dangerous to hide himself.
After a cup of tea, Jiang Ping An felt all right. He was about to get up when he heard something and quickly fell down.
A ragged, wounded man staggered out of the woods.
He had a broken arm and was bleeding from a wound.
The man lay on his stomach in a nearby pond and took a swig of water.
"Bunch of motherfuckers! If the old man had not fallen, he could have crushed you with one finger!"
"And that little bastard, if he hadn't taken away your old husband's flag, your old husband wouldn't be so miserable!"
"You people are waiting! Waiting for the old man to rise again, you will be torn to pieces!"
The man was none other than Yuan Bin, who had been hunted for several days.
Because the deal with the soldier had not been completed, the other side wanted to open him up.
Although his level has fallen, but after all, he has some profound knowledge.
In the face of two fighters who are comparable to practicing Qi nine layers, he still let him escape.
But he also paid a huge price, and the realm fell a layer, only seven layers of training Qi.
Yuan Bin was about to rest when he suddenly noticed something and turned back sharply.
Seeing that familiar face, Yuan Bin's face was ecstatic.
It was the boy who had stolen his flag and blood-colored glasses!
"Ha ha ha! The old man's treasure has returned!"
I did not expect to be so lucky to meet each other again!
Jiang Ping An also did not expect to meet each other here, to see each other, the heart of the kill is like a river pentium.
He could not forget the feeling of the whip on the face, he could not forget the pain of being stabbed to break his eyes by the other side, and he could not forget the cycle of pain over and over again.
See this man seriously injured, Jiang Ping 'an unceremoniously chose a surprise attack.
But the perception of the other side is very sensitive, not so close, it was detected.
At this moment has been unable to stop, Jiang Ping An raised the knife in his hand to speed up the past.
"You and other young people also want to attack the old husband! Die!"
Yuan Bin pinched with one hand, ready to release the fireball to solve the other.
But at this moment, his fingers suddenly felt stiff, and he suddenly stopped in the middle of his sorcery, and the magic was interrupted.
Yuan Bin's face suddenly changed.
Oh, and by the way, this kid's fused with blood eyes, and he's got that weird power!
Although it only paused for a moment, the knife in Jiang Ping An's hand was already rushing to his face.
"Vertical Shaft! My old husband is a friar in the Pavilion of Heaven. If you dare kill him..."
"Poof!"
Blood splatters and a gash of blood appears on Yuan Bin's neck.
While you are sick, he will kill you.
No matter who you are, even if the king of heaven Laozi comes, you will die!
Yuan Bin's only remaining hand clutched his neck in pain as blood gushed from his mouth.
His eyes were filled with resentment, anger and frustration.
How can the speed of the other side become so fast, comparable to the six layers of qi training...
Yuan Bin noticed the layer of light red light on the other side and suddenly understood.
The other party or body repair!
Dammit!
He used to be a foundation monk, and he died in the hands of a very low level of youth!
If he did not covet the bloodstained eyes, if he did not covet the resources of the youth...
Perhaps he would still be living a peaceful life in Skyling Gallows.
But there is no if in the world, any choice is a cause and effect, and this cause and effect will react on itself.
Yuan Bin, a former monk of the foundation period, died at the hands of this unknown young monk.
Jiang Ping An cut each other seven or eight times in a row, depressed and depressed mood finally relieved.
This old bastard tortured him miserably, if not afraid of each other and the card, not a knife torture to death each other.
Fortunately, he was badly wounded and only had one arm left, otherwise he really couldn't kill him.
I don't know who beat this guy so badly.
Remove the amulet around the guy's waist.
The amulet is his, except the energy is gone from it.
Jiang Ping An skillfully groped for the corpse, looking for the treasure.
He likes to look for things in these people most, such as "Blood Qi Mojin", "Magic Knife", Blood Qi Dan, are found in these people.
These things have a great effect on him.
For an old man so powerful, he must have more treasures.
"Huh? Just a little bag?"
Jiang Ping An looked for each other for a long time, did not touch the good things, only a small cloth bag hanging around the waist, covered with strange runes.
This cloth bag is so light, there must be nothing good.
Still, Jiang Pingan pulled the bag open and looked.
It is strange that the bag is very small, but found that it is very dark inside, and nothing can be seen.
"What is it?"
Jiang Ping An looked at the sun again, but could see nothing.
He took the bottom of the cloth bag and swung it.
Suddenly, a lot of things gushed out of the bag and covered the river directly.
Jiang Ping An emerged from the pile of things, his little face full of shock and disbelief.
"It looks like a cornucopia! And it can hold a whole lot of stuff! '
Jiang Ping An looked at the small cloth bag in his hand and a lot of things in front of him, very excited and excited.
After playing with it for a while, he understood how to use it.
Unfortunately, it's not as powerful as the Cornucopia, which can replicate resources and retract them into the body,