Every world has its own rules.

However, when people remember a rule, they usually have the idea of ​​breaking it.

During these twenty-four hours, Chen Changyan remembered five different rules, a total of twenty-two times.

Moreover, he preset the hunting target for these twenty-two times.

The wild cats and weasels of the crematorium, innocent passers-by, other time travelers, even tall men and the desert, flashed through his mind one by one, seriously.

The subsequent accidents disrupted most of his presets.

Fortunately, the final result has not changed.

A vampire is slowly completing the final refining...

The book of Qingyin is like a morning bell and a evening drum, suppressing the remaining evil thoughts and courage of the vampire.

She was repeatedly impacted by the fresh air and was quickly losing her ability to resist...

Chen Changyan sighed again.

Teacher Zhang himself definitely doesn’t know how powerful “Qing Nian” will be for ghosts, power and deterrence.

The only relic he left for Chen Changyan, even if he couldn't open a page, he couldn't see his poetry and books, and what he learned throughout his life... was also a treasure that many ghost cultivators could not find throughout their lives.

The only thing that is not good is that the consumption of true qi by the Book of Qingnian is also ridiculous.

It was so outrageous that he couldn't even call out.

Moreover, even if it is not summoned, it only operates within its own spiritual consciousness, and the spiritual energy transformed by the vitality of the hyena only supports the running of this book for five or six minutes.

This book...

If he couldn't sleep one night and looked carefully in the middle of the night, he should be able to see four words from the cracks of the words - you are a weak chicken.

In five or six minutes, Qingnian Book had completely suppressed the vampire.

His spiritual consciousness seemed to be covered with a layer of light red mist, which only disappeared in more than ten minutes.

After that, the vampire completely became his troubles.

Chen Changyan immediately investigated.

This ghost is relatively thin in appearance. She is not tall and wears very little, but she is covered in black lace. She holds her knees and floats in the farthest part of Qingnian Book, as if she is still very afraid of Qingnian Book.

But her power seems to be quite large. From some aspects, she is somewhat similar to the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect.

For example, the feeding methods are all about blood and fighting.

After the battle, the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect can maintain the physical strengthening effect during the battle... Although they do not maintain much, over time, their physical bodies can be taller and stronger than ordinary people.

This vampire directly sucks blood and becomes stronger in battle.

She not only has a very high sensitivity to the blood itself, but also has a hidden desire for battles that can kill and see blood.

However, she is still in the stage of being addicted to people.

Her current strength is probably only at the level of a cultivator in the Qi training stage... It is far inferior to the Heavenly Eye Evil who grew up with Chen Changyan and is almost the same as his own.

However, as long as there is a fight to feed her, she will grow very hard.

Chen Changyan completed the refining and immediately struggled to get up and did not continue to lie flat in the grass.

Even if it is climbing, he must climb out of this place as soon as possible...

On the other side, the battle between the tall operator and the last hyena was over, and both of them fell to the ground.

Judging from the breath, the tall operator still breathed a sigh of relief, but the hyena had already been killed by him.

Not far away, Damo had already come over with a fire truck.

So, he can't stay in this place for a long time.

...

It was 11:59 pm.

Chen Changyan has already hid in a car repair shop in a nearby urban village.

To be precise, it is inside a scrapped car.

Refining a vampire does not mean that he is completely out of danger.

First, his body has been hollowed out.

At the moment of return, what if the lurking disciple of the Blood Demon Sect happened to take action?

He will not have the power to fight back!

Second, in his spiritual consciousness, there is now a heavenly eye evil carving, a book of Qingnian, and a blood-sucking girl.

With his current cultivation level and nourishing these three at the same time, to be honest, it is really a little difficult to do, unless he can sleep twenty-four hours a day and practice twenty-four hours.

The third...is the price - the price of breaking the rules.

In the next period of time, he had to face a great test of will - a ghost-beating bed.

There is no ghost in the world. However, if there are too many ghost practitioners who do not talk about martial ethics, there will be ghost in the face.

No rule can be completely abide by people consciously - on the day a ghost cultivator embarked on the road to ghost cultivation, he knew what the cost of breaking those rules was.

Hundred ghosts are on the body!

Chen Changyan was fortunate to experience it once when he was fourteen years old... Well, it was very sour.

That feeling was like in a silent, colorless swamp that didn't even have an enemy, slowly sinking little by little, feeling your crying and struggling, and you can't do anything. You can only see the shadow of despair from the deepest part of your consciousness, drowning yourself little by little...

In essence, it is a kind of backlash of spiritual consciousness.

But the most terrifying thing is not the ghost pressing the bed itself...

Instead, you know it will come, but you don't know when it will come.

Although after using the soul, they will "hundred ghosts are on the night", there are also a few ghost cultivators. The word "night" is not accurate. They are eating hot pot and singing songs at noon. Suddenly, they are invading the soul by the ghosts.

This kind of constant fear will torture the spirit of the ghost cultivator at all times.

Some ghost cultivators with weak willpower may be frightened and collapsed before the ghost pressed on the bed appeared.

despair.

A soft sound on the watch.

Facing three mountains, Chen, who is from Yali Mountain, once again entered the darkness.

...

Whoosh.

In the first second after returning to his own world, Chen Changyan almost had no thoughts.

He immediately released his vampire.

There is no change in the world, no blood mist.

Only a gray-black woman rushed out silently as if she was as foggy.

"What the hell?" The peach beside him jumped up suddenly.

From her perspective, it was like the Zongzi who was sitting on a stone and looking at the stars and thinking about life. Suddenly, his breath fluctuated violently, and his divine thoughts were like the wind...

Immediately afterwards, a man who had never seen before shot out from his spiritual consciousness, like an arrow leaving the string, instantly sank into the night.

Then, Zongzi disappeared!

"Hey." Taozi smiled. When Chen Changyan moved silently, he must have discovered something...

In other words, there is a fight to fight!

Taozi quickly suppressed his breath and flew out.

Chen Changyan ran with the Vampire... He could clearly be infected with her curiosity and desire for strong blood.

She was able to find the disciple of the Blood Demon Sect lurking in the sect!

Moreover, she is serious about looking for blood.

Even more keener than he imagined.

Fortunately, the lower the strength of the Servant Ghost, the less true energy needed to maintain it, so the only vampire who only has the level of qi training, is running all the way, but the burden on him is not very big.

Then……

When the blood-sucking girl suddenly broke through the small door of the backyard of an outer door bookstore like a gust of breeze...

The monk who was visually estimated to be over 1.8 meters tall suddenly turned over and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He is one of the lurkers of the Blood Demon Sect.

He was raising his energy and preparing for the action of obtaining "Yin and Yang Blood" in the second half of the night.

However, what reflected and slowly expanded in his pupils was the figure of Chen Changyan, the target of his action in the second half of the night.

The mountain gate of Wan Xiaozong is so big, with tens of thousands of disciples from the inside and outside sects, so he chose his hiding place very carefully...
To be continued...