Chapter 206 Blood Cultivation

So that's it! Zhao Haoran looked tense. The situation in Shi Guoliang's body was more complicated than he thought. He was naturally closed, and the meridians became narrower and narrower as he grew older. Although it would not affect normal life, it was a great obstacle to practice.

Whether it is a warrior or a soul person, the strength of the meridians determines the length of a person's cultivation path. At the beginning, Zhao Haoran's meridians were naturally narrow, but he took the poisonous blood of many unknown giant snakes, but he was blessed by misfortune. In addition, the spiritual liquid obtained from the Broken Soul Hall later created the foundation of today's two-day cultivation.

"How's it going?" Shi Guoliang was also a little frustrated. "If it really doesn't work, forget it. It's been so many years. Anyway, I'm used to it. Brother Zhao, don't waste your time."

Zhao Haoran was about to open his mouth, but found that the two strong breaths were gradually close. "Guoliang, wait a moment, I'll treat two guests."

His body flashed away, and Shi Guoliang sat in the secret room stunned. Such a profound method was really unheard of.

There are three people in total, and one of the weakest breaths is naturally Mr. Hei. The remaining two have cultivated well as early March. Because the distance is still far away, Zhao Haoran can't find out the specific strength.

With the cultivation at the beginning of the second day, coupled with the unfathomable magic power, even the soul at the peak of the three days dares to fight. It can be said that it is a rare enemy in Huang Moxing. How can he be afraid of a small sect that has not emerged for a long time?

Although killing the sword saint has a great luck, first destroyed his half-life sword intention, and then killed the disciple of the sword saint, which made him confused. Finally, he barely won with the killing spell, but Zhao Haoran's own strength is absolutely not to be underestimated.

Qingyang Town has never been so lively. As a small town in the far north, the weather is cold and snowy. Except for connecting the buried wilderness not far away, there is really nothing worthy of praise, but today it has ushered in two powerful souls for the second time.

"Get out of here, this is not the place you can come." A cold shout that only the soul can hear sounded in mid-air. It turned out that this Qingyang Town is also a hidden dragon and crouching tiger, and this person has at least one day's cultivation.

Wuchang secretly complained. The man in Qingyang Town usually hid in the sea of people and looked motionless. Everyone had been at peace with each other. Unexpectedly, even he was shocked by a small stone family today.

"Senior, I am still the impermanence of the evil sect, and the person next to me is still Yu Lun of my family. Because my eldest disciple was killed, I came to find out..."

"Get out," Wuchang hasn't finished speaking, and the voice came out again, "I don't want to say it for the second time. No matter what the reason is, my place of cultivation is not allowed to be disturbed by outsiders."

Zhao Haoran is a little unhappy. This man speaks and acts too domineeringly. This Qingyang Town is not his place alone. The main purpose this time is to help the Shi family clear the obstacles in the world of the soul. Now an unknown strong man has disturbed him. Of course, it is very uncomfortable. "The matter between me and the evil sect, I don't hope I hope someone will interrupt.

Floating in mid-air is a thin figure, followed by a strange guard with a strong corpse. Yu Lun really wanted to turn around and run away. Looking at the impermanent eyes were full of misdecently. The two were both doorkeepers of the evil sect, but in the face of such strong people, it was really nothing. They could die by themselves in one breath. .

"Hahaha, my friend is a good method. I don't know Gao's name."

"Zhao Haoran, I don't know if I can show up."

"Good name, with momentum." I don't know when a strong figure appeared not far from Qingyang Town, with red hair and blood-red clothes.

Look carefully, this person's skin is fair. Zhao Haoran has seen the soul method left by long hair and blood cultivation. He knows that this is a natural phenomenon after he has reached the realm of cultivation. The face of Qingyang Town's blood cultivation is more than 20 years old, but the vicissitudes in his eyes still betrayed his age.

Generally speaking, soul people do not pay too much attention to the external image. As time goes by, their faces will gradually grow old, but there are still some soul people who like to keep their faces young. Qingyang Zhen Xuexiu obviously belongs to the latter.

"Wen Shijie, my little friend's means are very good."

"I dare not do it," Zhao Haoran arched his hand slightly to show his respect, "Is Mr. Wen a blood repair?"

Wen Shijie was stunned and raised his eyebrows vigilantly.

Zhao Haoran knew that the other party misunderstood his meaning and smiled and said, "I don't mean anything else. It's just that a good friend used to be a blood cultivation, so I know some."

With a gentle shaking, the blood in the body began to flow rapidly, which is the process that must be experienced to carry out the blood escape.

Wen Shijie was shocked for a long time, "I didn't expect Zhao Xiaoyou, where is your friend now?"

Zhao Haoran sighed, "It's okay not to mention the deceased friend."

Wen Shijie didn't ask much anymore. Knowing that the other party had a blood cultivation friend, he inevitably had the intention of being close. "There are too few descendants of blood cultivation. I have never seen a second blood cultivation except my master in Huangmoxing for so many years, so I feel a little gaffe. I hope Zhao Xiaoyou won't be surprised."

"by the way, what's the purpose of looking for them? It's just a small sect nearby. If there is no deep hatred, just forgive them once."

Zhaoran slowly told the story in detail. Did Wen Shijie nod his head? Wuchang and Yu Lun dared not come out. When the three of them were crazy, they did not completely lose their minds. When they remembered, they were afraid for a while. If Zhao Haoran hadn't woken up the three, he wouldn't have known what would have happened.

"Two seniors, I don't mean to offend you. I hope you can forgive me once and promise not to step into Qingyang Town." Impermanent lowered his head and had a sincere attitude.

Zhao Haoran snorted coldly, and his eyes flashed. At first glance, he was a person with bad mental skills, but this had nothing to do with himself. As long as he deterred the evil Taoist sect, he had already achieved his goal.

"Okay, remember your promise, or the evil sect will be like this."

Zhao Haoran condensed his hands and flew out a fire dragon, which was magnificent. Wen Shijie was even more shocked. Unexpectedly, the other party did not exert his strength at all. He was already the soul in the early two days, and Huang Moxing was also a hegemon. Unexpectedly, Zhao Haoran was even more amazing.

Even if you do your best, I'm afraid you can't beat this fire dragon.

There is an uninhabited mountain tens of thousands of miles away. The rocks are hard and there is no aura at all. Neither mortals nor souls are willing to stay in this mountain.

The fire dragon's tail shook gently, but it seemed to be easy, but it shattered the whole mountain, like the collapse of the sky, and tens of thousands of miles felt a huge vibration.

Wuchang and Yu Lun were even more unbearable. They were so scared that they almost fell to their knees. Zhao Haoran's power has transcended their previous common sense. "Don't worry, seniors, we will definitely keep our promises and dare not break them."

Zhao Haoran nodded with satisfaction and let the three people leave.