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Seven hundred and seventeen, take care of yourself

Everything Zhu Lingwu did in the carriage was actually just a short time.

So after Zhu Lingwu finished reading the memory of this blood god, he collected five Xuanming ghost heads, and then took some blood from outside and sent it to Xuanming ghost refining pot, so that the blood god who belonged to him could be soaked in the blood again.

At this moment, the outside of the carriage was calm, and everything was suppressed after Shitaki Masahiro took action.

And those blood god cultivators naturally also had their condensed blood god seeds in their bodies, which made Shiroshi understand the reason why the Blood God cultivators could conceal their spiritual supervision from his spiritual sense.

Zhu Lingwu also left a little soul to pay attention to the situation outside. Seeing this situation, he temporarily put down his thoughts on the evil spirit of the Blood God in his heart, waved his hand and used his spiritual power to lift the curtain of the carriage, and then got off the carriage.

However, the slightly ghost aura left on his body still made Shilong and Jidan Zhenren and other Jindan Zhenren Zhenren frown.

Previously, other foundation-building monks had already left the carriage and took care of the Qi-refining disciples they were responsible for guarding, but Zhu Lingwu just cared about hiding in the carriage and not coming out.

The rich ghost energy that emerged from the carriage was easily noticed, so the Jindan elders who were also left in the carriage also used their divine thoughts to sweep away Zhu Lingwu's situation.

At this moment, Zhu Lingwu left the carriage, and after a sweep of his soul, he found that thirteen of the twenty Qi-refining disciples of Fuyang Fairy Peak whom he protected had died.

Now only seven disciples are left, following behind other foundation-building monks in panic, and are cleaning up the bodies of the thirteen dead fellow disciples.

"Oh, Elder Xilong. I just discovered the so-called blood god evil spirit of the Blood God Sect in the carriage. I can use the ghost magic weapon I used to assist in my cultivation to resist. I also used this magic weapon to capture a blood-light evil charm, but these ghost magic weapons were a bit damaged in the Immortal Sect, but they still escaped by it! Alas, the incident happened suddenly, and I wanted to study such evil things, but I didn't want the disciples I was caring for, to lose so much, which was indeed my dereliction of duty!"

Zhu Lingwu felt everyone's eyes and spoke up in a sigh, but Zhu Lingwu did not say that he had captured and controlled a blood god.

"Oh, so that's it. You can't blame me. Even I didn't expect that there would be such evil things!"

Shilong's eyes swept across Zhu Lingwu's face, but in the end he didn't blame Zhu Lingwu. However, when he saw the bodies of the dead disciples who were packed up, his face still turned slightly cold.

After hearing the words of the two of them, the other four Golden Elders and twenty foundation-building monks looked at Zhu Lingwu's eyes. They were a little more ordinary, but they only saw the bodies of the dead disciples. Their faces were also not good-looking.

The Bai Yue from the Sayang Fairy Peak couldn't help but float to Shilong and asked, "Senior Brother Xilong, have you ever received a message from the sect? It is said that when we were attacked here, so many disciples were sacrificed, the sect should come and ask what happened!"

In fact, when these five Jindan elders encountered such a thing, they might have received a message from the senior management of the Chunyang Immortal Sect left in Fuyang Immortal Peak. However, after such a thing happened, they did not receive any messages from the sect to inquire. Bai Yue and the four of them were also a little worried.

So Bai Yue couldn't help but ask Shitaka Shitaka at this moment, hoping that Shitaka Shitaka could say something calming.

In fact, it is not a big deal to die these Qi-refining disciples at this time when they are attacked by the Blood God Sect. For these Jindan monks, they are not afraid of these evil blood-light objects.

But if there is any problem with the senior management left by Chunyang Immortal Sect, they will be the rootless Piaoping. In addition, the dispute they encountered this time will probably not be safe on the road ahead.

"Junior Sister Bai Yue, and you all, although the sect has not contacted us, we should still believe that there will be no major problems in the sect. Perhaps the sect has to give up the last Fuyang Fairy Peak, so the teachers and elders in the sect cannot discover the changes in the natal talismans of each team in time. We are powerless to do this for the time being. Anyway, we should take care of ourselves now!"

Shitaki Masato was originally unwilling to think about this question, so he reluctantly answered this question at this moment. He was not going to care about anything else. Anyway, he just thought that there was no foreign aid and everything was dependent on his own strength.

Thinking of this Shilong Master, he felt calm. He thought that he could get support from the sect, but instead was a little worried about gains and losses. Now that he can only rely on himself, he, the Golden Pill Sword Cultivator, is not a vegetarian.

As his thoughts and emotions changed, the two flying swords on his back also trembled slightly, and two spiritual lights of gold and silver also shone faintly, as if they were also roaring actively, showing their sword power.

Seeing the way Shilong Manta, two Jindan sword cultivators who were born in Douyang Fairy Peak, nodded, and the natal flying sword on their backs could not help but emit a faint light of inspiration, as if they were about to deshewn and kill the enemy with the flying sword.

However, Master Hou Tam from Lieyang Immortal Peak and Master Bai Yue from Sayang Immortal Peak still frowned. As for the other foundation-building monks, their expressions became complicated at this moment, and Master Xilong's words still couldn't make them feel at ease.

"Elder Xilong, it seems that the Demon Sect has found these evil demons and heretics to deal with us. This may be a little trouble. These evil demons and heretics will never fight us head-on. Since they have taken action, there is no need for us to cover up like this. The disciple suggests that we should leave as fast as possible so that we can get rid of the conspiracy and tricks of these evil demons and heretics!"

Since such a thing happened, Zhu Lingwu could come forward to talk about the situation. Anyway, he would say the actual situation as his own speculation, which would at least make these Jindan elders more clear about the current situation.

"Hmph, the left-wing sect dared to come out to take advantage of the situation. They really don't want to live! However, Ling Wu was right. At this time, we don't care about settlement with these evil ways. If we are mixed up by these evil ways, if there is a demon sect attacking us, it will be troublesome! Well, now we don't care about saving spirit stones. By the way, let's share the spirit stones of these sacrificed disciples for everyone!"

After hearing Zhu Lingwu's words, Shilong nodded. He happened to die of these sixty Qi Refining disciples, so the storage bags on their bodies would not be wasted.

If these disciples die, it is impossible to bury their storage bags together. Naturally, they have to make arrangements. Now they are just sharing all the spirit stones in their storage bags.

It was originally normal to kill someone in the monk world to intercept other people's storage bags, but now that my fellow disciples have died, it is really not easy to deal with the relics of these fellow disciples on the surface.

Originally, it was necessary to submit it to the sect's public treasury to be confiscated, but now it is directly handled by Shilong Man on the spot.
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