The area where Xianji Mountain is located covers a radius of 100,000 miles and has a very wide depth, and almost occupy the territory of a whole county.

Even in the outer area of ​​Xianji Mountain, there are dozens of ruins, which are sparsely populated and even mental power cannot penetrate.

The immortal blood clan entering Hongchuan Mansion is entrenched in one of the ruins. Here, there are many blessed places for caves left over from the Middle Ages. Even though ancient buildings have been dilapidated, they are still magnificent.

Stufengcheng stepped on the white dead bones on the ground and came to the bottom of a cliff. He looked at the figure hanging on the cliff, his eyes as calm as water.

"Chichi."

Dozens of lightning surged over and fell on the figure, slashing his mouth, causing dull tragic sounds to make his mouth flow, blood flowing out, and in an instant it became charred again, indescribably miserable.

"Meet the Deputy Commander."

All the immortal blood tribes under the cliff knelt on one knee and saluted Stufengcheng.

Stufengcheng nodded and signaled them to get up.

Xia Long's face was cold and flew down from the cliff, landed in front of Stufengcheng, shook his head, and said, "This person's will is quite firm, and he can bear any pain and torture. If he uses punishment, he cannot ask anything from his mouth."

The figure hanging on the cliff was the young leader of the ancient clan of Zhenzhuo, "Shi Ren". Nine iron locks penetrated his body and fixed him thirty-three feet above the ground.

However, at this moment, Shi Ren was covered in blood and flesh and blood, and his skin was charred, making it difficult to identify his appearance.

"It's useless... Give me a good time...good guy..."

A low laugh came from Shi Ren's mouth.

As the young leader of the ancient tribe of Zhenzhu, he has great value. Stu Fengcheng doesn't want to kill him yet. Stu Fengcheng gently touched his chin with his fingers, feeling a little difficult.

"Let me give it a try!"

A spiritual power came into Stufengcheng's mind, forming an extremely beautiful woman's voice.

Stufengcheng raised his head and saw a translucent slim figure appearing in the air, and his body gradually condensed and turned into an extremely enchanting and beautiful woman.

Ying Hu's delicate body, which was as white as cream, was covered with a faint blood mist, like a layer of red gauze, making his graceful figure look particularly tempting and charming.

Her pair of crystal-clear jade feet stepped on the wisps of blood mist and walked towards Shi Ren.

"Welcome to the goddess."

All the monks of the Immortal Vampire Kneeled on one knee again.

Each of them had an obsession and awe on their faces. They wanted to pursue this beautiful goddess, but they were quite afraid of her in their hearts and did not dare to approach her.

Even Stu Fengcheng's eyes flashed with admiration, but his mood was very profound and he quickly suppressed the throbbing in his heart.

Along with Ying Huo, a Death Knight and four silver-robed elders from the Immortal Temple, also came to the cliff to meet with Stufeng City.

Obviously, the Immortal Temple attaches great importance to the "Blood-Suppressing Talisman".

Such a talisman appears, which is enough to threaten the life and death of the Immortal Blood Clan. Ying Huo stretched out a slender jade finger and pressed it on Shi Ren's eyebrows, pointing it lightly.

"Shit."

Shi Ren only felt a cool force pouring into the meridians, and the pain in his body was relieved a lot. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ying Huo with a confused look. Then, he smiled: "Zhang Ruochen, you are finally here..."? Ying Huo's whole body emitted a layer of pink light, a little psychedelic, and smiled charmingly, and said softly: "Tell me, who has developed the kind of talisman? What kind of materials are needed to refine the talisman?"

"Blood-restraining...tale...is..."

Shi Ren's face showed a struggle, and he gritted his teeth tightly, looking extremely painful.

Ying Huo's **** gently licked his red lips. Seeing that Shi Ren actually resisted her illusion, he stretched out five soft and long jade fingers and pressed them on top of Shi Ren's head.

"Chichi."

The pointed nails were directly inserted into Shi Ren's scalp, and the powerful mental power surged out, using a cruel method to directly seize his memory.

"ah……"

Shi Ren seemed to be suffering inhumane pain, and his two eyeballs were about to burst out from his eye sockets, and his mouth was filled with shrill screams.

Seeing this scene, all the monks of the Immortal Vampire clan were covered in cold vests and shivered. They had heard of the Immortal Goddess’ methods before, and today it was the first time they had truly seen it.

It is completely a femme fatale, only to be viewed from a distance and not to be close.

"Boom."

A huge spiritual force surged out of Shi Ren's head, which shocked Ying Huo quickly withdrew his fingers.

The smile on Ying Huo's face disappeared, showing a look of surprise.

"Your Highness, what's the result?" asked an old-fashioned silver-robed elder.

Ying Huo flew down, but his jade feet still did not land. He stepped on a layer of blood mist and said, "This person's mental will is extremely strong. If he forcibly seized his memory, it may not necessarily mean that his memory will self-destruct."

Xia Long said in a deep voice: "In my opinion, directly suck his blood and extract his memories when he is the most tired. Why do you need to be so troublesome?"

Stu Fengcheng shook his head and said, "You are killing a chicken to get eggs, and it does not reflect the true value of the young leader of the ancient clan of the prison. As long as you hold him in your hands, it can not only be used to deal with Zhang Ruochen, but also to rescue Lord Pluto in the future, it is also a good card."

"That's right."

Ying Huo nodded, agreed with Stu Fengcheng's point of view, blinked slightly, and said with a smile: "Although no real result was found, there was not a complete loss. When he was caught in the illusion, he actually called out Zhang Ruochen's name. From this we can see that this kind of talisman is mostly related to Zhang Ruochen."

Stu Fengcheng said: "And he also said the name of this kind of talisman, the blood-suppressing talisman. It seems that it is really specially refined to deal with our clan."

Ying Huo and Stu Fengcheng are both extremely intelligent figures, and soon analyzed some valuable things from Shi Ren's words.

"Wow—"

A message light talisman flew from the horizon and fell into the hands of Stufeng City.

After reading the above content, a terrible cold air surged from Stu Fengcheng's body, and with a click, he pinched the transmission light talisman into powder.

Ying Huo raised his eyelids slightly and asked, "What happened?"

"The cultivators sent to capture Huang Yanchen were wiped out, including the Four Sword Blood Saint, Qi Zhenhuan, the Jingta Blood Saint, and the Red Thunder Blood Saint, and a total of dozen blood Saints, and none of them escaped." Stufengcheng said.

None of the immortal blood clan monks present were shocked.

You should know that only when a super-large war breaks out will cause so many saints to fall.

Just to catch a yellow smoke and dust, but dozens of blood saints died, which was an explosive event. Such a huge loss was enough to send the commander of Stufengcheng to the judgment table.

Ying Huo was a little surprised and said, "Is it the powerful military officer who was in the pass to pass and rushed over?"

Stu Fengcheng shook his head and said, "It's Zhang Ruochen, and the Demon Swallowing Dragon."

Ying Huo's pair of starry eyes emitted dazzling light, which was completely incomprehensible, and said, "Zhang Ruochen's three veins have really been restored? The Heaven-Swallowing Demon Dragon and Zhang Ruochen's grudges are deep and like the sea. How could they join forces with him? Besides, even if they join forces, they will not be able to kill more than a dozen blood saints, and also include two blood generals of the heaven."

Stu Fengcheng nodded and said, "There should be other powerful people to take action. This person has at least reached the True Saint level. Otherwise, the Four Swords Blood Saint and Qi Zhenhuan would not even have a chance to escape. They were originally a little despised, but now it seems that Zhang Ruochen's opponent is still very challenging."

"Since the blood-suppressing talisman is likely to be related to Zhang Ruochen, the people from our Immortal Temple will also stay to help you. This time, you must not let Zhang Ruochen escape again."

Ying Huo felt that Zhang Ruochen's rise was a bit unstoppable, and he felt a lot of pressure in a vague way.

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In Fengyue City, the Holy Flowers of Food absorbed a large amount of blood and holy power. The flowers on the top of the vine had a diameter of about ten meters, emitting bright light.

The Holy Flower of Food has always lived in Zhang Ruochen's body and has absorbed a large amount of chaotic energy and divine wood energy. Now, its strength is able to compete with people at the level of Tongtian Blood General.

The Chenyuan Ancient Sword refines all the war soldiers left by the Immortal Vampire clan, and the number of inscriptions in the sword increased by hundreds, with a total of nearly nine thousand.

Huang Yanchen, Qingmo, and the golden bat giant python were also healed and returned to their peak state.

Guoguo was very excited, and he squeezed his chubby fist and said, "Mr. Chen, I can't wait to save Shi Ren when I will. Just kill them and sweep them."

"Where did you go?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"Uh...yes, I don't know where they are hiding. It's really a troublesome thing." Guoguo shook his head and sighed.

"Wait, they will definitely contact me on their own initiative." Zhang Ruochen said.

At this moment, a powerful wave of the holy path flew from the sky.

I saw a black spear penetrated the clouds and mist and fell to the center of Fengyue City. The already dilapidated city made a roar again, raising a thick layer of black dust.

Guoguo rushed over, pulled out the spear from the big pit, and carried it to Zhang Ruochen: "Mr. Chen, the war letter of the Immortal Blood Clan is engraved on the spear, and we will meet at Nanya of Xianji Mountain."

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the spear, raised it up, looked at the words on it, his eyes became colder and colder, and he asked, "The Nan Cliff of Xianji Mountain should be 200,000 miles away from Fengyue City, right?"

Huang Yanchen nodded and said, "Only the true saint-level figures have such terrible power. They can hit a holy weapon-level spear here through the void of 200,000 miles, and can also cause a certain amount of destructive power. The other party is not only giving a letter of war, but also demonstrating to shock us. Is he asking us a question, do you dare to come?"
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