Longevity starts with learning

When the distance got closer and those scarlet eyes came into his perception, Chu Mu suddenly understood.

If one has a sound mind and is severely injured, he will naturally seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and seek a secret place to heal.

But if the animal nature dominates, it only has tremendous power, and its essence is just a beast without any intelligence. I am afraid that it cannot even seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Pure bloodthirsty cruelty has sealed the fate of this monster.

"Because he was severely injured, violence and bloodlust took over..."

"Slaughter...is swallowing blood to heal wounds?"

Chu Mu has realized this.

Everything in heaven and earth, one drink and one peck, has its own destiny.

Just as a person cultivates the bloodline of a demon, he will inevitably be affected by the bloodline. Even if a person transforms into a demon, the essence of life will change accordingly.

This comes from the Tianyan Holy Beast Demon, and it is obviously affected accordingly. However, under normal circumstances, the mind is still clear and can suppress the thick bloody violence.

Once injured, it may lead to being turned against the guest.

Just like when they were in the secret realm before, the demonic city was dominated by the instinct of bloody murder many times.

Right now, the demon Qingkong, if nothing else, should be because of the Green Lotus Sword Formation.

He was severely injured, which resulted in the loss of his mind, and the negative effects of cruelty and blood turned him away. Therefore, he had an instinctive desire for blood and the massacre just now.

That’s when he saw the madness rushing toward him regardless of the situation...

Chu Mu raised his head and looked at the bloody light that was like a comet falling from the sky. The cultivation of the mid-stage Nascent Soul was very clear, but the weak aura of being seriously injured and dying was also very clear.

"It should...be enough..."

Chu Mu thought to himself, holding the three-foot blade in the palm of his hand. In the sea of ​​consciousness, the sword intention that had regained some strength gathered together, combining the virtual and the real. The three-foot blade had a slight cold light, but it was extremely restrained and did not reveal the slightest breath.

roar! roar! roar!

The demon roared, and the thick violent bloodthirst in his scarlet eyes seemed to have dissipated a bit. He looked at Chu Mu as if looking at delicious food, excited and greedy.

Close at hand, the faces of the Immortal Sect disciples standing behind Chu Mu turned pale.

Even if the demon is seriously injured and dying, he is still a genuine Nascent Soul power.

Even if it is just a little bit of aura leaking out, it is a terrifying enough to kill people below the fourth level.

Not to mention, this irrational demon obviously regards them as blood food to make up for the trauma!

If Chu Mu hadn't provided most of the pressure for them, there would probably be very few people who could survive the pressure of a mid-stage Nascent Soul demon.

"cut!"

At the critical moment, there was a low cry and an explosion.

In an instant, a blade of light shot into the sky.

The sword's light was bright and dazzling.

When everyone falls into the field of vision, they can only feel that the light of the sword is illusory and real. It is obviously just a flash of light, but it seems to have gathered the strength of countless people. It also seems to be invincible and can cut everything. The sharpness of the cold, even if it is only seen directly with the naked eye, It's all chilling.

At this moment, under the sudden burst of terrifying sword light, the greedy demon seemed to be a little more awake, and some struggle could be seen in the scarlet eyes. The battle for the mind had obviously begun again.

But the awakening at this time was a little late after all.

A powerful Nascent Soul was seriously injured and dying, and his mind was dominated by bloodthirsty instinct.

Facing Chu Mu’s all-out effort...

boom!

There was a roar and an explosion.

A huge ball of blood exploded in the sky.

Flesh and blood fell all over the ground like rain.

Chu Mu jumped up, his consciousness as silk as a net, and in an instant it covered hundreds of feet in the area where the blood mist burst out.

Following the pull of his spiritual consciousness, several wisps of spiritual light entered his sleeves and robes, and then he fell from the sky and landed in front of the disciples of the Immortality Sect.

"It's settled, let's go back to the sect."

After a word of instruction, before the disciples of the Immortality Sect could respond, Chu Mu rolled up his sleeves and robes, and the disciples of the Immortality Sect leaped up uncontrollably and disappeared into the bloody sky with a flash of red light.

From north to south, across the Moyun Gobi is the famous Yanyun Mountains, a mountain range that straddles the boundary between the Xingluo Grassland and the Great Chu Immortal Realm. It stretches for nearly a million miles and can be called a natural copper wall.

And the fact is exactly the same.

From ancient times to the present, every time Xingluo Grassland invades Dachu, the Yanyun Mountains are almost always the center of gravity of the war.

Countless years and the iterative management of countless forces have long since made the Yanyun Mountain Range completely separated from the nature of a mountain, becoming an unquestionable Great Wall of Steel.

Lingcheng fortresses are scattered all over the Yanyun Mountains, densely covered with stars, forming horns with each other, either forming a formation or leaning against the mountains.

There are also countless overt or covert formation restrictions, all over this mountain range that has become an iron wall.

Of course, under normal circumstances, tens of thousands of years of peace, even if it is an iron wall, will be wasted.

However, the Changsheng Sect is obviously a special case.

After all, Changsheng Mountain Gate is located in Northern Xinjiang.

Although there are tens of thousands of miles away from the Yanyun Mountain Range, it is obvious that if Yanyun is lost, the distance of only tens of thousands of miles will be basically meaningless in terms of conquest in the world of immortality.

It is precisely for this reason that even though the Changsheng Sect has maintained a relatively stable peace with the Xingluo Grassland, its management of the Yanyun Mountains has never stopped.

Relying on the Yanyun Mountains as a line of defense, various secret plots against the Xingluo Grassland have always been a focus of the Changsheng Sect.

When the Yanyun Mountains came into Chu Mu's sight, it had been nearly a month since he set out.

Of course, if he was alone, it would take at most ten days to cross the desert, but with a group of burdens, the speed would undoubtedly be much slower.

"It's Yanyun Mountain!"

"We've reached the Yanyun Mountains."

Seeing the majestic Yanyun Mountains, the disciples of Changsheng Sect were obviously relieved.

Perhaps they already had a sense of belonging to Changsheng Sect. At this moment, seeing the majestic mountains lying like a giant dragon between the sky, Chu Mu couldn't help but relax a little.

But soon, this relaxation turned into a thick haze.

Even if it is a copper wall, it is still a dead thing after all.

In the final analysis, it still depends on people, on people who gather great power in themselves!

A copper wall without a strong man is just a pile of scrap metal without any meaning!

Nearly twenty Nascent Soul masters, most of them lost...

Next...

Chu Mu frowned, glanced at Lie Yan, who still looked relieved, and his expression became uncertain.

He could interfere with his fate, even dominate his life and death, but he could not control his words, actions and mind.

This immature flower of similarity seemed to have become his biggest obstacle...

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