A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 456 Tracking

Although it looks ordinary, it exudes an air of decay and decay.

After circling around the body for a few times, the stones suddenly grew larger and turned into three stone platforms filled with evil spirits. In the gaps between the lines, countless blood and dirt were deposited, mixed with lingering resentment.

He then pressed down his hand, and three stone platforms fell from the air to the ground.

Then he waved his sleeves again, and about thirty figures appeared on the ground.

These were all cultivators, men and women, young and old. Without exception, they all had a bloody hole in their lower abdomen, and their dantian had been pulled out alive. None of them were dead yet, and it seemed that they were intentionally trying to preserve their lives. Their faces were filled with fear and despair.

"Divide into three groups and activate this stone platform together to refine the essence of these people into their blood. Also, don't let them die too early. Let as much resentment as possible merge with the blood."

Lu Fenghai ordered.

"resentment?"

Everyone was puzzled, but no one dared to ask more questions, and they replied:

"Don't worry, Brother Lu."

"Brother Lu, we will definitely do as you say..."

After throwing the immortal cultivator out, Lu Fenghai took out a white jade bottle from his body and continued, "The resentment generated by the immortal cultivator alone is not enough. There are more than 500,000 mortals in it. Use the demon fire to refine it and integrate the resentment generated into the blood."

After saying this, the bottle flew out of his hand and flew downwards.

"As ordered."

These demon cultivators did not dare to slack off and immediately began to divide into groups, surrounding the three stone platforms. After throwing those cultivators who had lost their cultivation onto the stone platforms, they began to work together to activate the stone platforms.

Three dark green demonic flames burned on the stone platform.

Feeling the resentment slowly rising, Lu Fenghai nodded gently and murmured, "The spiritual power of cultivators is still purer, and the evil blood they refine is of the best quality."

……

Outside, Lu Luan looked at the valley and said silently, "If a real fight breaks out, Lu Fenghai can only be killed instantly, leaving him no chance to use his trump card. In this case, the only option is to use the God-Slaying Technique."

The power of the Flame Spear Snake Technique and his own Red Fire Thunder is also very great, but it can be used against ordinary people, but it is far from enough to kill Lu Fenghai.

The two of them have the same cultivation level. Although the other party comes from a demon sect, he is confident that Lu Fenghai is not his opponent in terms of strength. What he is afraid of is the background. If he doesn't have any powerful trump cards, Lu Fenghai will never dare to appear in these places.

Thinking of the God-Slaying Art, he sank his consciousness into the Purple Palace.

After breaking through to the late stage of foundation building, his soul fire had been burning extremely fiercely and dazzlingly. With the continuous refinement of the soul-slaying technique, the soul-killing sword lying quietly in the flames became more and more solid.

At this time, there were still a few wisps of sword energy floating around the sword, but one wisp of sword energy was the sharpest and brightest, which was produced by absorbing his own spiritual power.

After sensing it, Lu Luan's eyebrows were solemn, and he said silently: "Although this sword energy can easily injure the soul of a half-step Jindan cultivator, it is not safe enough. It would be best if it could directly shatter Lu Fenghai's soul with one strike, making him completely lose the power to resist in an instant."

"It seems that I can only buy beast souls to nourish the magic seedlings and use the magic fruit to generate sword energy."

Ever since he realized how powerful the inner demon he had nurtured was, he completely gave up using the blood refining technique to improve his cultivation and the magic fruit for fear that it would continue to expand and become stronger, leading to him becoming possessed.

But at the moment, he had to consider using his soul to refine the sword energy of his spirit again.

"call."

Suddenly, he sensed a figure flying out of the valley.

Quickly disappeared into the bloody swamp.

"Lu Fenghai, what is he going to do?"

Lu Luan could recognize the demon cultivator who was the leader at that time at a glance.

So he immediately flew in the direction where he disappeared, wanting to see if he could get a glimpse of some more secrets.

"Xiao Can, come out and look for it."

Lu Fenghai used the fog in the bloody swamp to cover himself and hide his breath. He was also moving very fast and could not be tracked.

So he called Xiao Shen out, as the breath-finding technique it had practiced was just right for this situation.

"it is good."

After Xiao Can came out, he sensed the place where Lu Fenghai passed by for a moment and said with a smile: "Brother, I found it."

Then he quickly used the breathing technique, and after sensing the trail, he led Lu Luan to chase after it.

……

"Strange, why is Lu Fenghai running around in the Blood Swamp without any clue?"

Just like that, after following for three hours, Lu Luan frowned, because Lu Fenghai had no sense of direction at all.

It's unclear what his purpose is.

After following for a while.

"Brother, stop it."

Xiao Can stopped and said.

"Stopped?"

Lu Luan’s eyes moved. Was he preparing to do something?

After confirming the direction with Xiao Can, he flew to a high place, hid himself, and began to observe with his eyes.

In the later stage of foundation building, one has amazing eyesight and can see the entire scenery within a radius of fifty miles.

"There are cultivators."

Soon, he saw three monks more than thirty miles away from him.

At this time, they were sitting together, chatting and laughing with each other.

It was obvious that they were here to hunt monsters.

Lu Luan searched the surroundings carefully again. Although he knew Lu Fenghai's approximate location, he did not find him.

"It seems that these monks are his targets."

Just observe for a while.

"Strange, these three are in the early stage of foundation building, why haven't they made a move yet?"

Lu Luan was puzzled and was waiting for the other party to show up.

dark place.

Lu Fenghai stood on a branch, looking at the people not far away with an expressionless face, and murmured:

"It seems that they are just a few independent cultivators, not the people from the immortal sects in the Wuding Wasteland."

It turns out that he was confirming his identity.

The risk of killing a casual cultivator is far less than that of a disciple from a sect. Even if there is a force behind him, it is only a small force. Killing him is fine. As long as he is not from a sect or a big family, no one will pursue the matter.

The next step is to start the action and his figure disappears.

"Haha, after a month of ambush, the monster finally took the bait."

"Yes, if you swallow the poisonous grass we prepared, you will slowly die in your sleep within three days."

The three people in the distance were unaware of the approaching danger and still had smiles on their faces. It seemed that they had a good harvest.

"Brother Daoist Xu's goods are good. I want to taste the smell. When I go back, I will buy a few plants of this poisonous grass from him." A middle-aged man in gray said with a smile.

"Yeah, and it's very affordable," a square-faced man nodded, then looked at the tall and thin man next to him and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Qian, this time it's your turn to go underground and catch the monster."

"I know, I know. No need to remind me all the time," the man said with an impatient expression.

"Wow!"

"not good!"

While the three were discussing, they suddenly felt a strong aura rising up into the sky around them.