How many people can do it?

Strangely enough, even if there are some ruthless monks who refine this kind of blood corpse, their fate will be extremely miserable, and no one will be able to live long.

As a result, even if there are evil cultivators who admire the power of blood corpses, not many people dare to sacrifice them. Nowadays, there are even fewer cultivators who know how to refine them.

"This person is Fei Gu. I didn't expect that even the Ultimate Saints of Six Paths would invite him out of the mountain."

Du Yao Yurong said solemnly.

"Then it's okay to leave it to you! This way you can save five million spiritual stones."

Lin Changsheng said with a smile.

The so-called old rule is that in the early stage of Yuanying, there are three million spirit stones, and in the middle stage of Yuanying, depending on the specific strength, the number ranges from five million to ten million spirit stones.

Listening to the conversation between the two, the two demons of the Lan family and the white-haired man instantly understood what it meant.

"Hey, I haven't killed a Nascent Soul-level monk in hundreds of years."

The big man with loose hair among the Lan family's two demons stretched out a bright red tongue, licked his lower lips, and suddenly let out a strange laugh.

Then he made a secret with both hands, opened his mouth, and sprayed out a white bone ring. At the same time, a large amount of blood mist emerged from the big man's body, and in the blink of an eye it filled the area dozens of feet nearby, forming a sea of ​​blood.

At the same time, the ghosts cried and whistled loudly, sweeping towards Lin Changsheng on the opposite side.

The petite woman next to the big man also let out a charming chuckle from Sakura's mouth. With a flick of her sleeves, streams of pink mist flew out from her sleeves. The fragrance was so fragrant that it made people feel excited after smelling it.

Shaking, hard on one's own.

At this time, the white-haired monk immediately slapped the storage bag on his waist, and two big thumb pills filled with bloody aura suddenly shot out from the mouth of the bag. Then the man clicked on the object, and the two blood pills immediately shot towards him.

The men in white robes on both sides shot away.

After swallowing the blood pills, the two white-robed men turned into two dazzling bloody lights and headed towards Du Yao and Lin Changsheng.

Seeing this, Du Yao immediately drew out her sword to stop him. Immediately, he was fighting with the bloody light of two men in white robes.

"It looks like there will be another five million spiritual stones."

Lin Changsheng stretched out his palm and saw a group of black light emerging, which was the Heavy Prison Peak.

At this time, the blood sea and pink mist of Lan's twin demons roared in, engulfing Lin Changsheng in an instant.

"It turned out to be a silver gun wax head! He has such a good skin for nothing."

The woman among the two demons of the Lan family said regretfully.

It has to be said that Lin Changsheng's appearance is definitely the only one he has ever seen in his life. Even Wen Qing, who dressed as a woman and a man back then, is not as good as him.

Before he could finish his words, there was a loud bang and a black peak of 100 feet rising from the ground in the mist of the sea of ​​blood.

After taking a closer look, he discovered that the peak of the black mountain was held by Lin Changsheng in his hands, and was smashing towards the three of them at an extremely fast speed.

The three people were horrified by the continuous rumbling and shocking explosions. At the same time, they also dodged as fast as possible, not daring to face the fierce power of the Prison Peak. If you like me in the world of mortal fishing, please save it: (www.sodu777.
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