I draw red envelopes in Wanjie

Chapter 391 Tiandao Alliance

The wind howled, and the bloody air billowed. The latter's eyes were blood red, and he killed him in a blink of an eye.

"Like a ghost."

Chen Feng curled his lips, raised his hand and pressed down lightly, a huge force like the top of a mountain was released, and hit the latter directly.

boom!
He came and went quickly, the old man was hit by a somersault and fell to the ground, making a big hole on the spot, shaking the mountain a few times.

He let out a scream, and the bones in his body were broken a lot, the blood in his mouth gushed out like a spring, and endless fear appeared in a pair of sunken eyes.

Oh my god, one slap, just one slap, he was actually slapped half to death.

What the hell is this, how can it be so powerful, he doesn't know him, and he certainly hasn't offended the other party.

The dust flying all over the sky was brushed away by Chen Feng, and fell into the huge pit. Looking at the red envelope on the latter's chest, he reached out to touch it.

"Forgive me, hero, please spare me, don't kill me."

This frightened the latter to the point of death, thinking that Chen Feng was going to kill him, and immediately let out a shrill scream. People who didn't know thought Chen Feng was torturing people.

"As for the reaction is so big, I just draw a red envelope."

Chen Feng was a little speechless in his heart. He stopped his finger in front of him, clicked on the red envelope and took it back. He had no intention of killing the other party.

Maybe this guy is a heinous devil, but in his eyes, no matter whether he is righteous or a devil, he can be used as a fat sheep to pluck his hair.

He opened the red envelope he got.

"Ding, congratulations for winning the blood-sucking technique."

Hearing what was drawn, Chen Feng's eyes moved slightly, and he looked down at the pale old man with fright: "What's your name?"

"Hero, my name is Vampire Patriarch, please don't kill me." The latter hurriedly announced his name.

"Oh, he's still a well-known figure in the Devil's Cult."

When Chen Feng thought of this person, he seemed to be an old-fashioned person who played soy sauce.

"Don't dare, no matter how famous I am, I'm not as powerful as you, a hero."

The blood-sucking patriarch hurriedly complimented him, he was very bitter in his heart, he wanted to avenge his apprentice because of his death, but he hadn't found his enemy yet, so he was so unlucky to meet such a pervert.

Just one slap, just such an understatement, hit him half to death, even if he used magic weapon, he was definitely not an opponent.

"You should have heard what I said just now, surrender to me, you can live."

Chen Feng was not interested in guessing what the other party was thinking, so he said bluntly.

"No problem, no problem, being able to serve an existence like a hero is a blessing I cultivated in my previous life."

The blood-sucking patriarch dared to disagree, and immediately agreed, but he was muttering in his heart: "Take me a member of the Demon Cult as a subordinate, I am afraid that I am not a righteous person."

"Get up, from now on you will follow me and do things for me."

Chen Feng said lightly, with his hands behind his back, he turned and walked towards the next target.

Although the blood-sucking ancestor was in pain, he still endured the pain and got up, limping behind.

Chen Feng glanced at the blood-sucking Dafa, and was taken aback by the exercises.

This thing actually relies on sucking human blood for cultivation. It is so evil and cruel that it even sucks its own people when it goes crazy. I don't know who created it.

However, he also saw some subtle things from it. For example, this exercise has a lot of experience in cultivating his own blood, otherwise he would not dare to take other people's blood for use.

"Why do I feel that this exercise was originally intended to strengthen one's own blood, and then some people thought it was too slow to practice according to the rules, so they ran to suck blood and quickly accomplished it?"

Chen Feng looked at the essence through the phenomenon, and discovered the basic principle of this exercise.

Since reading the General Outline of the Heavenly Book, his concept has changed a lot, the structure has become higher, and he has a clearer understanding of the way of cultivation.

He knows that cultivating the spirit, energy, and spirit is actually cultivating himself. The spirit, energy, and spirit correspond to three different ways. Generally, the major exercises only focus on one, and some take into account two or even three ways, but generally there are masters. Followed by the wind.

According to the classification, this blood-sucking method should belong to the way of cultivating essence energy. It uses the blood energy in the body to improve the skill, which is somewhat different from the general body refining method.

The body refining method he cultivated is mainly to temper the muscles, bones and flesh, which is all-round, just like a big pot of vegetables, and this blood-sucking method is to cultivate with the help of blood alone.

"The blood of the human body spreads all over the body, transporting a large amount of nutrients. The blood vessels are densely packed and more complicated than the meridians. If one can cultivate, it will form a self-contained system, and it will be easy. I am afraid that there are infinite potentials to be tapped."

Chen Feng's eyes brightened slightly, and he could see a way of cultivation through a magic technique, and his level had reached the level of a master.

"Although I am a fellow practitioner, I have not refined my physical body. Maybe I can try it. Blood is an important part of the physical body. If it can be strengthened, the physical body will definitely be stronger."

"However, I definitely can't take the evil path of sucking other people's blood. This will pollute my own power, but the idea of ​​using other people's power to strengthen myself is right. I don't know what surprises I will have if I cooperate with Swallowing Heaven and Devouring Earth."

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. His Devouring Heaven and Earth Devourer can decompose energy and also devour matter.

Through this supernatural power, the basic blood energy required for the blood-sucking method can be transformed, and it can work perfectly if you think about it.

"This road is called the road of blood."

Chen Feng thought to himself, his mana is called the way of refining qi, the primordial spirit is the way of cultivating gods, and the body as a whole is called the way of physical sanctification.

Among the three ways, it is obvious that sanctification of the physical body is the most difficult and the most difficult, after all, there are too many involved!

Similarly, the sanctification of the flesh must be the most powerful, there is no doubt about it.

If he wants to find a root among the three realms, it must be the physical body, not the primordial spirit or mana.

The physical body is fundamental, and it needs to be strong enough to carry more powerful primordial spirit and magic power. This is what he can feel the more he cultivates.

Thinking about the great way in his heart, Chen Feng's speed was not slow. The blood-sucking patriarch did not dare to fall behind, fearing that Chen Feng would slap him again, so he could only vomit blood and follow closely.

They came to a valley, still looking desolate and overgrown with weeds.

When the blood-sucking ancestor saw this, his face twitched, obviously knowing who lived here.

"I don't know the guy here, let me introduce you." Chen Feng looked at a certain place in the valley and said calmly.

"Hero... this time you are looking for Patriarch Duanmu from Mount Jieshi."

The blood-sucking patriarch said uncomfortably, Duanmu patriarch was similar to him, and also a casual cultivator belonging to the Demon Cult, and the relationship between the two parties was not bad.

It's just that, being targeted by this terrifying existence, he probably will have a companion later.

"Don't call me a hero, call me the leader."

Chen Feng frowned, he didn't think he was a so-called hero.

"Alliance."

The blood-sucking ancestor moved his eyes slightly, shrank his head, and asked curiously: "I don't know what alliance we are called?"

"What alliance?"

Chen Feng really didn't think about it, and thought about it: "Tiandaomeng, um, it's called this."

The blood-sucking ancestor almost staggered, did he make a mistake, why did it seem to be taken temporarily, so random?

(End of this chapter)