The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

Chapter 177: Endless Blood War
Meng Wan lowered her eyebrows and spoke in a respectful tone.

Xue Wuya said no more. He stretched out his slender fingers, with a hint of blood-red light flashing from his fingertips, and pointed them at the center of Meng Wan's eyebrows.

Meng Wan closed her eyes, looking as if she was willing to take whatever she wanted.

The blood-red light sank into Meng Wan's brows, and a powerful suction force came, and the blood in Meng Wan's body was pouring out uncontrollably.

An expression of enjoyment appeared on Xue Wuya's face. He greedily absorbed Meng Wan's blood essence. He felt that the bottleneck of his cultivation was loosening, and a sense of comfort that he was about to break through spread throughout his body.

He couldn't help but increase the force of the suction. Meng Wan's face gradually turned pale, and her originally rosy lips also lost their color.

Meng Wan clenched her teeth. The intense pain made her instinctively want to struggle, but Xue Wuya's power was too strong and any resistance was futile.

Xue Wuya was immersed in the pleasure of surging power until Meng Wan's sea of ​​blood dried up completely and her body shriveled up, looking emaciated.

Xue Wuya let out a satisfied sigh, his cultivation bottleneck was completely broken, and he successfully broke through to the eighth level of foundation building!

A surge of power surged through his body, and he felt stronger than ever before.

But isn't all this going too smoothly?

As soon as Xue Wuya had this thought, a sharp pain came from his chest.

He looked down and saw that a blood-red sword had pierced his heart at some point, cutting him apart.

Xue Wuya's pupils shrank sharply.

It turned out that everything he had just experienced was just... an illusion!
Realizing that he had fallen into Meng Wan's trap, Xue Wuya's eyes burned with rage.

He snorted coldly, and quickly retreated, while practicing his martial arts to quickly repair his injuries.

But in a flash, the pierced heart healed as before.

Xue Wuya looked at Meng Wan seriously as if he was meeting her for the first time, with a strong murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

The next moment, his figure flashed, and a blood-red long sword condensed in his hand. With a devastating force, he rushed towards Meng Wan.

Meng Wan did not dare to be careless. She dodged Xue Wuya's thundering attack and fought with him.

The flash of swords and the shadow of knives intertwined, and the two figures were as fast as lightning, and a fierce fight broke out in mid-air.

Xue Wuya's attack was like a violent storm, and every strike of his sword had the power to split mountains and crack rocks.

He originally thought that he could easily defeat Meng Wan, but he found that her strength was far beyond his imagination, and she was not at a disadvantage even if she faced him head-on.

The more Xue Wuya fought, the more frightened he became. He really underestimated Meng Wan!

He roared angrily and swung the long sword in his hand violently. A huge blood-red blade light swept out, twisting the void for a moment.

However, after the sword light passed, Meng Wan's figure disappeared.

"If you want to hide, you have to ask me if I agree!"

Xue Wuya sneered, formed seals with his hands, and the sea of ​​blood in his body surged, transforming into countless blood-colored tentacles that spread in all directions.

The tentacles were as flexible as poisonous snakes and quickly blocked the space.

Meng Wan was forced to reveal her true form, with a cold light flashing in her eyes.

She waved her hands and the blood sea dream started again.

The scene in front of Xue Wuya changed instantly, and he found himself in a desolate desert with no one around.

"Another illusion!"

Xue Wuya gritted his teeth. He didn't expect Meng Wan to be so proficient in illusion, making him unable to defend himself.

He suppressed the anger in his heart, and looked intently at the illusion, intending to break it as quickly as possible.

But at this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the desert, and sand filled the sky, blocking the view.

Xue Wuya's heart was filled with alarm. When the wind and sand cleared, he heard rustling sounds all around him.

Countless poisonous insects emerged from the wind and sand, and attacked Xue Wuya like locusts. These poisonous insects had different shapes, some looked like spiders, some like centipedes, and some like scorpions, and each of them exuded a disgusting smell.

"How can a mere illusion hurt me?"

Xue Wuya looked at these poisonous insects coldly, without any fear in his eyes, until one of them flew within three feet of him, then his expression changed slightly.

"Damn it! These poisonous insects are actually real!"

Xue Wuya cursed angrily and swung his bloody knife to kill the poisonous insects that were besieging him.

However, the number of these poisonous insects is too large, and there is some reality in the virtual and some virtual in the real.

Just distinguishing the authenticity of these poisonous insects took up a lot of his energy, not to mention killing them all.

Sensing a bad premonition, Xue Wuya decided to escape from here first, and then trouble Meng Wan after getting rid of these poisonous insects.

However, just as he turned around to escape, a figure appeared silently in front of him and blocked his way.

The man was dressed in white, had a strange face, and had a gentle smile on his lips.

Xue Wuya was very sure that he had never seen this person before.

But the other party dared to block his way openly...

Xue Wuya's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heartbeat quickened as he thought of a possibility.

"Are you the Saint of the Desire Path, Qingyu?"

"Xue Wuya, long time no see."

The Saint of the Desire Path, with a changed face, chuckled, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

After confirming his guess, Xue Wuya's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that Meng Wan could even invite the most mysterious Saint of the Desire Dao School.

He had a bad feeling in his heart. Jincan, Qingyu, and Meng Wan, who was already quite powerful...

Xue Wuya immediately burned his blood and turned into a streak of blood light and fled into the distance.

"Isn't it too late to think of escaping now?"

Qingyu raised his eyebrows and chuckled. Without seeing any movement from him, Xue Wuya's figure suddenly froze and his eyes became much more dazed.

Meng Wan would not miss such a good opportunity. She cooperated with the poisonous insects and attacked towards Xue Wuya.

Xue Wuya was accidentally hit, and his eyes regained some clarity. He struggled to break free from Qingyu's control.

However, Meng Wan did not give him this opportunity. The blood sea phantom was activated again, causing Xue Wuya to fall into a new illusion.

"Ugh..."

After Xue Wuya realized his situation, he struggled hard and shattered the illusion.

But while he was struggling, Qingyu attacked again, causing Xue Wuya to sink deeper and deeper into the sea of ​​memories...

This cycle repeated itself, with Xue Wuya's unconscious time becoming longer and longer, and his conscious time becoming shorter and shorter.

He kept switching between illusions, reality and the sea of ​​memories, trying countless times to find a chance to escape, but each time he was suppressed by Qingyu, Meng Wan and the golden silkworm hiding in the dark.

Finally, after the illusion was shattered again, Xue Wuya's body reached its limit.

His strength was almost exhausted, the wounds on his body could not heal, blood kept flowing, and even his soul was almost collapsed.

Seeing this, Meng Wan knew that the time was almost right.

She flashed in front of Xue Wuya, the long sword in her hand glowing with a cold light, and she thrust it into Xue Wuya's sea of ​​blood without hesitation.

A trace of pain flashed across Xue Wuya's eyes, and then clarity returned.

His eyes fell on the person in front of him, and he uttered two words with difficulty, "Meng, Wan..."

(End of this chapter)