Immortality Cultivation: I can use my clansmen’s energy and blood to add points

I don’t understand, I really don’t understand.

Why would the head of my family say this?

Could it be said that the head of the family already has a perfect plan to deal with Baihua Pavilion.

If not, why would the family tell him this?

Luo Yao looked at the head of the family, Luo Ping, beside him.

He couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly and thought in his heart.

"You don't understand?"

Luo Ping looked at Luo Yao beside him, who seemed to have a slightly doubtful look on his face.

He couldn't help asking in a low voice.

Luo Yao shook his head silently, but he didn't ask anything out loud.

"Do you know what Patriarch Changfeng said to me just now?"

Luo Ping asked again.

"What?"

Luo Yao raised his head in confusion.

"Ancestor Changfeng just told me that I don't need to deal with this matter."

"That's why I can stand here so calmly and silently."

"Otherwise, even with these shadow guards around me, how could I be so relaxed?"

At this time, Luo Yao nodded silently.

If this is the case, the head of the family next to him, Luo Ping, can be so calm.

It seems to be explained.

"Other than that, does Patriarch Changfeng have anything else to say?"

After a moment of silence, Luo Yao couldn't help asking again.

But this time, Luo Ping did not answer.

He just shook his head silently.

Then, he turned his gaze towards the Baihua Pavilion in front of him.

At this moment, the people in Baihua Pavilion were surrounded by shadow guards wearing black clothes, holding spiritual scimitars, and filled with the terrifying aura of bloodshed.

The escape route has been completely cut off.

The way to survive is already controlled by the Shadow Guard.

Now those people in Baihua Pavilion have fallen into a certain death situation.

"what to do?"

The current pavilion master of Baihua Pavilion is beside Xin Jun.

An old man whose cultivation was at the early stage of blood refining couldn't help but asked in a low voice.

"what to do?"

Listening to the words of the old man beside him, Xin Jun, as the current master of Baihua Pavilion, couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile on his face.

The current situation is already beyond death.

Apart from trying their best to bite off a piece of meat from the Luo family, what else can these people in Baihua Pavilion do?

"The way to survive has been cut off. There is no other option but to fight to the death."

As the current Pavilion Master of Baihua Pavilion, Xin Jun couldn't help but whisper.

"Fight to death?"

The old man, whose cultivation was at the early stage of blood refining, heard this.

He was slightly stunned at first, and then a wry smile appeared on his face.

Thinking about it, a few days ago, Baihua Pavilion mobilized almost all the power in the pavilion with great fanfare and headed towards the direction of the Luo family in Bluestone City.

But, who would have thought.

It hasn't even been a few days.

The plot took a huge turn.

In their eyes, the Luo family of Qingshi City was just synonymous with good luck.

Now, everyone in Baihua Pavilion was surrounded in one fell swoop.

Moreover, this was despite the fact that the mysterious ancestor of the Mortal Transformation Realm from the Qingshi Chengluo Family did not appear.

Under such circumstances, Baihua Pavilion's way of life has been cut off, and there is no chance of life.

If so, the transformed ancestor from the Qingshi City Clan appears.

Perhaps, that transformation was just a matter of waving his hand.

It is enough to easily crush them, practitioners whose highest cultivation level is only in the realm of blood refining.

"After practicing hard for more than a hundred years, I finally raised my cultivation level to the early stage of blood refining."

"Now, he will be buried outside the Luo family's land in Qingshi City."

"This situation is so sad."

“How helpless”

As he thought about it, Xin Jun, who was the current Pavilion Master of Baihua Pavilion, couldn't help laughing.

His laughter was a little sad and a little helpless.

But no matter what.

No matter what the people in Baihua Pavilion do.

The destruction of everyone in Baihua Pavilion and their death here seems to have become an established fact.

"it's over"

Bluestone City, at the city gate.

Luo Ping, the current head of the Luo family, looked at the people in Baihua Pavilion in front of him.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and couldn't help but whisper like this.

Refining blood, refining blood.

Although, this state has not yet reached the level of transformation.

He has not yet reached what people in the spiritual world call the semi-immortal state.

But even in the realm of blood refining, not just anyone can break through it easily.

I want to break through my own cultivation from zero to the realm of blood training.

This is no simple matter either.

However, now.

Outside their Luo family's Bluestone City.

But they fell directly, such a group of practitioners.

Come to think of it, it's really a bit of a pity.

But so what?

Who can you blame?

It seemed that the people in Baihua Pavilion were ignorant.

It's no wonder that the people in Baihua Pavilion are a little too arrogant and arrogant.

Apart from that, there is nothing else to blame.

As the current head of the Luo family, Luo Ping, sighed, the sound gradually sounded.

Those shadow guards were dressed in black and holding a scimitar, a spiritual weapon that emitted bursts of cold light.

At this time, he finally started his own massacre.

There seems to be little difference in cultivation between the two parties.

Among the shadow guards, there are six who are in the early stage of blood training.

In Baihua Pavilion, there are five who are in the early stage of blood training and one who is in the middle stage of blood training.

But in fact, after the two parties really collided.

Those people in Baihua Pavilion were like those strong on the outside but capable on the inside. After just one fight, several heads fell slowly.

The bright red blood was slowly flowing on the ground.

The rich smell of blood gradually filled the void.

The breath of madness, at this moment.

Gradually, bit by bit, it got into the minds of the remaining practitioners in Baihua Pavilion.

"Are you going to do it?"

"In Baihua Pavilion, the practitioner who is in the middle stage of blood refining seems to have some strength."

Outside Qingshi City.

Somewhere in the middle of nowhere where no one is paying attention.

A young man dressed in black with an expressionless face, codenamed Yuan.

At this moment, he was silently asking in a low voice to the old man with white hair and white beard beside him, who had a stooped figure and a face covered with wrinkles.

However, the old man codenamed Zhen did not respond to the young man beside him.

He just narrowed his eyes slightly.

Watching that battlefield.

Until, time passes.

The cultivator who belongs to the middle stage of blood refining in Baihua Pavilion has never shown any signs of decline.

The old man was dressed in black and looked a bit ordinary.

At this moment, it finally started to move.

I want the shadow guards in the early stage of blood refining to deal with or even kill the practitioners in the middle stage of blood refining.

This seems to be a little forced after all.

"Yeah, it's time to take action."

"Otherwise, the people in Baihua Pavilion may think that our Luo family in Qingshi City is just like that."

After whispering in a low voice.

The old man dressed in black suddenly disappeared from here.

After that, he appeared on that battlefield.

At this moment, the old man still did not exude any breath.

His figure was still slightly rickety.

His eyes were still a little cloudy.

He looked like an ordinary old man.

If you see Zhen, one of the three commanders among the Shadow Guards, elsewhere.

People in Baihua Pavilion just feel that.

This old guy seems so ordinary that you don't even want to take a look at him.

But now, Zhen suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

But it attracted the full attention of those who were still alive in Baihua Pavilion.

"He, who is he?"

The people in Baihua Pavilion looked at the poison that suddenly appeared and couldn't help thinking silently in their hearts.

However, those people didn't have to wait long to think about it.

As one of the three commanders of the Shadow Guards, Zhen had already pulled out the special scimitar that was a spiritual weapon on his waist.

In an instant, he disappeared.

After that, he appeared behind a monk who was in the early stage of blood refining in Baihua Pavilion.

"伱, you"

The monk at the early stage of blood refining in Baihua Pavilion instantly widened his eyes.

He covered his neck with his right hand.

He seemed to want to turn his head and take a look at the mysterious old man behind him.

However, before he could turn his head.

His huge head slowly fell towards the ground.

Dark red blood spurted out from the headless corpse.

The strong smell of blood once again spread in all directions.

There was already a strong smell of blood.

The rendering is a little heavier.

"who is he?"

He suddenly appeared and killed an old man who was in the early stage of blood refining in Baihua Pavilion.

As the only monk in the middle stage of blood refining in Baihua Pavilion.

At this moment, I couldn't help but retreat several steps.

He squinted his eyes slightly and locked his gaze firmly on the mysterious old man dressed in black.

He was very sure of the mysterious old man's cultivation.

That guy has the same cultivation level as him.

It just exists in the middle stage of blood refining.

Just, why?

Why was that old guy able to cut off the head of a practitioner in the early stage of blood refining in an instant?

Yes, monks in the early stage of blood refining are not as good as those in the middle stage of blood refining.

The gap between realms cannot be easily bridged casually.

But, between the early stage of blood refining and the middle stage of blood refining.

Obviously the difference is not that big.

Just with a wave of his hand.

Then he took the life of a practitioner in the early stage of blood refining.

This, this, this

Isn't this a little too outrageous?

"Pavilion Master, the situation seems to be getting worse."

"If we had tried our best before, we might have been able to bite off a piece of meat from the Luo family in Bluestone City."

"But now"

"As the mysterious old man dressed in black appeared."

"Our Baihua Pavilion's inherent disadvantage has now expanded to a level that is enough to completely destroy the balance."

The cultivator in the middle stage of blood refining saw that something seemed wrong.

So, he appeared next to Xin Jun, the current Pavilion Master of Baihua Pavilion.

Attached to Xin Jun's ear, he whispered these words.

"With the appearance of the old man, has the war situation reached a point where it destroys the balance?"

Xin Jun looked at the mysterious old man in front of him who seemed to be looking at him as well.

There was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

That mysterious old man is the ancestor of the Luo family in Qingshi City who is in the Mortal Realm?

Just thinking about it like this, Xin Jun silently shook his head.

The ancestor of the Mortal Transformation Realm is terrifying in his strength.

Perhaps just in a matter of breaths, they can deal with all the people in Baihua Pavilion.

There is no need to be so hands-on.

In addition, the aura emanating from the mysterious old man in front of him was only at the middle stage of blood refining.

This seems to prove that the old man in front of him.

It's not the legendary ancestor of the Luo family in Qingshi City.

But it is precisely because of this that the Luo family of Qingshi City has gradually become larger and more terrifying in the heart of the current Pavilion Master of Baihua Pavilion.

The ancestor of the Luo family in Qingshi City has not even shown up yet.

These people in Baihua Pavilion are already going to die outside the Bluestone City.

"Wrong, wrong"

"I was wrong"

"I underestimated the Luo family of Qingshi City too much."

"I'm a little too arrogant."

"I'm even so arrogant that I think the reason why the Luo family of Bluestone City was able to rise so quickly was just luck."

"It's just, all the forces on Xuanyuan Continent."

"Which one really relied on luck to rise quickly?"

"Even if it really depends on luck."

"But what the Pavilion Master of Baihua Pavilion doesn't know is this."

"Luck is also a type of strength."

"It's just luck that is often ignored by others."

Standing there silently.

After Xin Jun thought about it for a long time.

He couldn't help but raise his head, looking up at the cloudless sky at this moment, and then whispered: "It's over."

Next to Jun Xin, the practitioner who was in the middle stage of blood refining heard this.

His expression changed several times.

After that, all kinds of unwillingness gradually turned into that sigh: "Alas"

After sighing, the cultivator who was in the middle stage of blood refining rushed towards the mysterious old man dressed in black.

The result is also obvious.

Baihua Pavilion is the only cultivator who has brought out a mid-level blood refining realm.

Under Xun's rather casual sword blow.

His head slowly fell to the ground.

Logically speaking, if the trump card is not revealed, the gap between the intermediate stages of blood refining should not be so huge.

It's just a pity.

The monks in the middle stage of blood refining in Baihua Pavilion already had death aspirations.

In addition, he was one of the three commanders of the Shadow Guard.

His cultivation has reached the peak of the middle stage of blood refining.

He is only one step away from the late stage of blood refining.

Therefore, under the superposition of these factors.

This also created the shadow guard commander codenamed Zhen. With a rather casual stroke of his sword, he easily beheaded the only cultivator in the middle stage of blood refining brought out by Baihua Pavilion.

After getting rid of the monk in the middle stage of blood refining in Baihua Pavilion.

Xun, silently raised his head.

He looked towards the direction where the current Pavilion Master Xin Jun of Baihua Pavilion was.

His eyes seemed to be saying something.

Your only one who is in the middle stage of blood refining is dead.

Next, it's your turn.