Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

"That's fine too."

Zhou Yiqiao thought to himself, the two eyes that had been watching him disappeared, and he didn't care about taking action after that.

The battle between True Lord Chengjin and True Lord Evil Blood continued. After the sword energy and bones exploded all over the sky, bursts of blood mist spread in the air, dyeing the originally blue sky red.

In the meeting hall, the wailing sounds gradually subsided, and countless looming souls of ferocious beasts gradually emerged.

As the number of beast souls continued to increase, the evil aura on the Ten Thousand Beasts Soul Devouring Formation became more and more intense. Finally, Jin Dan Zhenren in the center of the formation could no longer bear it and shouted loudly.

"go with!"

Countless beast souls turned into a surging tide of beasts, killing True Lord Evil Blood.

True Lord Evil Blood, as a demon, naturally knows the dangers of this kind of formation that is forcibly activated by sacrificing living beings.

A red light flashed in his hand, and a piece of flesh still flowing with blood appeared in his palm.

The red spiritual power poured into the piece of meat, and the piece of meat seemed to be filled with air, and quickly expanded into a bloated human shield, protecting True Blood Lord within it.

As soon as the surging beast tide came into contact with the human shield, the originally distorted beasts transformed into a giant mouth full of sharp teeth, biting the human shield heavily.

Pieces of flesh and blood were torn off, swallowed by the gray beast soul, and detonated instantly, turning into a gray and red mist.

True Lord Evil Blood knew that if he delayed like this, his flesh and blood spiritual treasure would be exhausted by the Ten Thousand Beasts Spirit Devouring Array.

"Hahahaha! I won't play with you anymore. No matter how hard you struggle today, you will all die here!"

He laughed wildly, pinched several spells in his hand and pointed toward the sky, and a bloody word "broken" appeared in the sky.

As the broken characters continued to expand, two blood-colored spirit boats of more than a hundred feet were galloping from the sky.

On each of the spirit boats, there was a monk standing on the bow to control them. Their cultivation at the Golden Core Realm was unabashedly exposed.

On the deck of the spirit boat, countless monks in red robes had red eyes, looking at the people in Zhulufang City as if they were looking at prey waiting to be slaughtered.

"How can the Blood River Sect's spirit boat bypass the frontline defense!"

True Lord Chengjin was in disbelief. The golden light of the sword in his hand rose sharply, and more sword energy came out, hoping to penetrate the two flying spirit boats.

"This question is waiting in hell for your sect's True Lord Zhenyan to answer you!!"

True Lord Evil Blood used his hand to form a secret, summoned two giant blood-colored hands, and grabbed two spirit boats respectively, blocking the impact of the sword energy that filled the sky.

Waiting for the sword energy to be used up, two giant hands grabbed the hull of the spirit boat and mercilessly smashed the two spirit boats into Zhulufang City like throwing stones.

"boom!"

Two bloody spirit boats crashed head-on into Fangshi. With two loud noises, the bows of the two spirit boats were embedded into the ground of Fangshi with huge force!

The entire Zhulufang City was shaken by the huge impact, and then countless surviving Blood River Sect disciples surged out of the broken spirit boats.

The red light in their eyes flashed, like evil ghosts crawling out of hell. They rushed towards everyone in the city regardless of the injuries they suffered when the spirit boat fell.

The two Jindan masters of the Blood River Sect turned into horses in the air and rushed towards the direction of the meeting hall. During the collision of spiritual powers, the buildings in the center of the square were instantly shattered and turned into sawdust all over the sky.

Without the control of the formation eyes, the Beast Spirit Devouring Formation instantly dissipated, and the foundation-building monks in various formation eyes also suffered internal injuries due to the forcible interruption.

The disciples of the Blood River Sect were now like a pack of jackals rushing into the flock of sheep, and the flames of war spread throughout the city in an instant.

When Zhou Yiqiao saw that the situation was not good, he had already used the cloud-walking technique and ran towards the outside of Fangshi.

However, no matter how powerful he was, he was just a Qi-refining monk. In the blink of an eye, he was targeted and chased by a Foundation-building monk whose blood was surging all over his body.

Zhou Yiqiao looked at the opponent's strong aura and knew that if he ran away blindly, he would be captured by the opponent sooner or later, so he had to grit his teeth and turn around to fight for the slim chance of survival.

A fishy wind came, and the foundation-building monk arrived in the blink of an eye. This man had a bone claw on his hand, and when he stabbed with one claw, sparks flew from the bull shield in front of Zhou Yiqiao.

He used all his strength to use the Mangniu Shield to resist for a breath, and then he could no longer hold on, and he and the shield were knocked several feet away.

If the opponent hadn't used all his strength, and Zhou Yiqiao was protected by two defensive weapons, the Manniu Shield and Yuxuan Silk Armor, he would have been killed on the spot!

When the foundation-building monk saw that his claws did not kill the Qi-refining monk in front of him, he let out a light sigh and walked slowly towards Zhou Yiqiao with a playful smile on his face.

At this moment, Zhou Yiqiao's internal organs had been displaced, blood was flowing like a stream, and he could not move for a moment. He watched the other party walking step by step, feeling resentful for the first time in more than 20 years since traveling here.

He hated himself for being weak, and hated that his strength was low.

For the first time since he came to this world, he took off the mask on his face and stared at the person in front of him with a ferocious expression, as if he wanted to keep this person in his heart before he died.

Suddenly, a silver-moon halberd whizzed over and pierced the monk Xiangji's life gate.

The Foundation-Building Demonic Cultivator was concentrating on torturing Zhou Yiqiao at this time, and he was unknowingly forced close to him by the Silver Moon Halberd.

He dodged and retreated several feet away. The originally fatal attack of the Silver Moon Halberd only managed to cut off a palm, and the bone claws it controlled fell to the ground.

Zhou Yiqiao recognized the owner of the Silver Moon Halberd, and his will to survive in the desperate situation turned him into a golden lightning and rushed straight in front of the foundation-building monk.

He used up his last bit of strength and crashed into the arms of the foundation-building monk.

"die!!!"

Zhou Yiqiao made sword fingers with his left hand, and put his fingertips against the opponent's chest. One hundred and eight Geng-Gold Sword Qi spurted out from his body, instantly turning the person's chest and his left hand into a blood mist!

The last trace of strength in his body disappeared together with this life and death threat. Zhou Yiqiao's body softened and he fell to the ground.

A whirlwind flew by, and Zhao Zhen appeared next to Zhou Yiqiao, grabbing the limp Zhou Yiqiao, and spiritual power surged out to stop Zhou Yiqiao's bleeding left arm after losing his hand.

Zhou Yiqiao's face was as pale as paper, and he was as angry as a gossamer. When he saw the person in front of him, he struggled to squeeze out two words from his mouth.

"Thank you."

"The internal injuries of the little friend are in critical condition. If there is no clean place for the little friend to recover from his injuries, his life may be in danger."

Zhao Zhen continued to transfer the spiritual power from his dantian into Zhou Yiqiao's body, and said with a solemn expression.

Because of Zhao Zhen's spiritual infusion, Zhou Yiqiao recovered some strength. He pointed with difficulty at the foundation-building monk in front of him who was broken from his chest, and then pointed at Sun Da's mansion.

How could Zhao Zhen not understand what Zhou Yiqiao meant? He reached out and grabbed the foundation-building monk's storage bag in his hand, supported Zhou Yiqiao and quickly left towards Sun Da's residence.