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The branches above the moon are shining with clear light.

The quiet atmosphere of the valley was broken by the sudden roar of beasts.

From the deep cave under the stone wall, a head like a dragon's head suddenly shot out.

On the head covered with pitch-black scales, two rows of pale golden ferocious curved horns were uneven, as if they had been broken by a huge force. A pair of green pupils glowed with a faint cold light, and the violent energy accumulated for countless years condensed into scarlet.

Cross from time to time.

The momentum is as violent as a volcano about to erupt, but there is an extremely cold atmosphere filling the valley.

The smell of blood continued to stimulate its sense of smell, and the scarlet color in its eyes became thicker and thicker. It opened its big mouth full of sharp fangs and bit into it.

"Creak..."

Qinghua, who was stunned by the stench of the smell, didn't even scream, and there were only two rows of fine tooth marks on his neck.

"Hiss..." With a slight suction, all the blood in Qinghua's body and his cultivation life force were taken away, leaving only a withered skeleton abandoned in the grass, combined with the scattered animal bones.

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A foundation-building monk died like this.

Not only the two Jiangchuan people above, but also Zhang Hao, who had envisioned it countless times in his mind, was also stunned by this scene.

Although he was unable to perceive the realm of the terrifying existence in front of him, he knew that the "immortal cake" he gave to Qinghua might not have much effect on him.

He was not in a hurry, but waited quietly for the moment when the other party sucked the moonlight and opened its scales.

He seemed to be extremely satisfied with the dessert before the meal. The fierce light in his green eyes weakened a bit, his aura gradually became peaceful, and his exposed head looked at the bright moon hanging in the night.

"suck......"

In response to Jiangchuan's influence, the moonlight shining down on the valley instantly became a little richer.

But before these moonlights even hit the ground, they were absorbed by invisible power and flowed towards the terrifying head. From a distance, it looked like it was wrapped in a layer of silver-white gauze.

This feeling seemed to be extremely wonderful. The terrifying head groaned softly, and the tight scales gradually opened up, revealing the slightest gaps, and together they bathed in the moonlight that could only be enjoyed once in ten years.

"It's now."

The needle spiritual weapon suspended in front has already been lit up with all the runes by Zhang Hao and the other two people's energy. There is no need to deliberately control it. Just push it gently, and the needle will fly away on its own as if it is spiritual. There is no sound along the way.

None have been issued.

Even the ferocious head being targeted was never noticed.

Until the stinging needle came under his nose.

As the hearts of Zhang Hao and others were beating, their closed eyes opened again, and the blue pupils looked in front of them.

The flying needle seemed to be frightened by his gaze and was frozen in mid-air.

"No, I was discovered."

Zhang Hao was shocked and even had the thought of missing out.

But at this moment, the black light that had previously enveloped the retreat of the three people flew out of his sleeves, and before anyone could react, it quickly injected into the fixed stinging needle.

Bah.

The stinging needle was inspired with a deeper power, broke through the invisible obstacles, penetrated under the eyelids of the ferocious head, and sank in along the gaps between the separated scales.

Although for the ferocious head, the sting is almost as painful as being bitten by a mosquito.

But the feeling of being attacked by a mosquito under his own gaze still made him furious.

No longer absorbing the attracted moonlight, its cold eyes looked at the ants that it had previously ignored.

"Roar."

A violent aura once again enveloped the entire valley, and Zhang Hao and the others were like small boats traveling in the storm, in danger of being overturned by the turbulent waves at any time.

At this moment, the three of them were completely intimidated by the opponent's power, and they did not even think of turning around and running away.

Just as the three of them closed their eyes and waited to die, something strange happened under the mountain wall.

The azure light was like a torrent of rushing rivers, sweeping out from the cave, and the valley was reflected in a green color. Before the ferocious head could react, the green light came over, covering his whole body, and shrinking into the cave like amber.

The roar of the ferocious head struggling was extinguished by the green light, and it had no power to resist. It could only watch as it was brought back into the cave filled with darkness again.

Buzz.

Everything disappeared.

Only one needle that did not belong to the cave was eliminated by the blue light and fell to the ground, flickering with light.

Different from the previous hollow, now the transparent needle tube has been filled with bluish-colored blood.

"Succeeded."

Zhang Hao and the others, who were still waiting for death, couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Is this... the power of Jin Dan Zhenren?" The white-faced young man saw the black light slowly dissipating on the needle.

"Yes, my ancestors are like gods. They can shine thousands of miles away. They have already planned something for me." Zhang Hao didn't know about this either, but that didn't stop him from using it as a deterrent and to prevent the two of them from having other thoughts.

Hearing this, the white-faced young man looked stern and marveled at Jin Dan's abilities from the bottom of his heart.

"This time, apart from the needs of my ancestors to repair the natal treasure, the remaining demon blood belongs to me.

"When I refine it into the technique, I will be able to build a flawless Taoist foundation. The "Pan Python Technique" can also transform a python into a dragon, exerting a power that is not inferior to that of the treasure book."

Zhang Hao looked confident, his usual naughty look was gone at this time, and there was a hint of deep meaning on his young face as he said:

"I remember that the two senior brothers also practiced the "Pan Python Technique". After my ancestor casts a spell to refine the demon blood, if a trace of it is refined, the possibility of foundation building will be greatly improved."

These words really moved the two of them, they looked at each other, clasped their fists and bowed:

"We are willing to look up to you as our junior brother."

Zhang Hao looked proud.

After it was done, he would like to see which elder in the door dared to point his nose and scold him.

"Yeah, yeah, it seems I came at the wrong time!"

A clear voice with a bit of a smile came from the opposite mountain wall.

Zhang Hao's expression changed slightly and he turned around to look.

Two figures appeared there at some point.

Among them was a familiar figure that he had seen before.

"Is it you, Bai Lingyun?" Zhang Hao was a little surprised.

This person hasn’t left yet?

Could it be that he came here for Jiang Dongliu, who killed Chen Yang a few days ago?

It seems that this Yunshui Sect is also fighting fiercely like our own sect!

Zhang Hao subconsciously thought of this.

Seeing the other party pick up the needle-shaped spiritual weapon, Zhang Hao smiled and said:

"Why, does Brother Bai want this demon blood too?"

"Who wouldn't want such a good thing?" Jiang Chuan looked at this young man of similar age with a rather surprised look.

When they first met, he really thought that this guy was a dandy with a bad personality.

Unexpectedly, even Qinghua was trapped and died here.

It’s true that people can’t be judged by their appearance!

"With Brother Bai's Heavenly Spiritual Root qualifications, few people can match him even in our sect.

"If Brother Bai is willing, you might as well come to my Spiritual Transformation Sect. I will definitely ask my ancestor to accept Brother Bai as his disciple. When the time comes, of course my brothers will not have to worry about some demon blood."

Zhang Hao said something again that made Jiang Chuan look at him with admiration.

"Brother Zhang, what you said is wrong. Isn't the demon blood in my hand? I don't need others to give it to me." Jiang Chuan shook the needle filled with demon blood in his hand.

"Hey, it turns out that Brother Bai is also planning to start cutting paths." Thinking of the other party's righteous words when they first met, Zhang Hao sneered and said:

"But does Brother Bai really think things are that simple?"

He shouted low, pinched his hands, and summoned with the unique secret passed down by the ancestor of the Zhang family.

The runes on the needle weapon lit up again and trembled in Jiang Chuan's palm, as if trying to struggle out.

"come back!"

He stretched out his hand and struggled even harder, almost breaking free from Jiang Chuan's hand.

But the strange thing is that no matter how Zhang Hao urges it or how hard the spiritual weapon struggles, it is firmly locked by a strong force far above him.

His eyes narrowed and his expression changed drastically.

"Have you advanced to foundation building?"

not good.

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