Chapter 121 Backstab

"a bunch of idiots!"

Standing on the stone altar, Jing Luochen took his hands away from the stone surface, looked back at the people who were frozen in place, and couldn't help but show ridicule.

If there really were ruins, how could he bring a few people here.

As for the palace, it is just a cover. The most precious thing in the entire ruins is the altar, which can release silver phantom thunder. Those who are hit will fall into hallucinations and cannot extricate themselves.

"But this just shows that I disguised myself well, otherwise these guys wouldn't be fooled so easily!"

He stroked his long gray beard and smiled quite contentedly.

Then he took out a large bronze cauldron that was half a man's height from the storage bag, opened the lid of the cauldron, and found a cauldron full of viscous plasma inside.

"Ahhh!"

The bloody human faces seemed to be sealed inside, with their facial features exposed, and they kept struggling and roaring toward the outside, but they couldn't break free no matter what.

"After refining these people, my blood pill should be almost ready!"

Jing Luochen placed the bronze cauldron on the altar. He sat cross-legged in front of the cauldron, kneaded the talismans with his hands, condensed a series of spiritual talismans, and imprinted them on the floor of the altar.

As the sigils merged into the ground, all the stone pillars in the entire pit began to light up with mysterious lines.

As time passed, when the illuminated lines covered the entire pit, silver threads appeared, slowly pulling the few people who were still in the air, and suspended them in the sky above the stone shark mask.

Shen Gai, Wang Yinxian, Yang Wanshou, Zhang Tianluo, Xu Yiren, including Xu Mu, all six people had their eyes closed, with expressions of pain and struggle on their faces, as if they were immersed in a nightmare and unable to extricate themselves, and they were not aware of what was happening to the outside world. I don't know anything about it.

Jing Luochen's lips curled up into a smile, feeling completely relieved. His spiritual power surged through his body, and spells were shot out from his hands and merged into the bronze cauldron.

Buzz!

The runes on Ding's body lit up one by one, and the thick plasma inside the tripod struggled even more fiercely, as if it sensed a life-and-death crisis.

A small vortex appeared in the center of the blood and quickly expanded to the entire cauldron. Tiny blood threads flew out from it, like a complex neural network, spreading towards the bodies of several people in the air.

The blood soon completely covered the six people, forming six blood cocoons. The blood squirmed as if they were the blood vessels of a living person.

The excitement in Jing Luochen's eyes became more intense and gradually turned into fanaticism.

What he didn't know was that a bird with its head covered in cyan feathers and its body burning with blue flames flew out from the ground behind him.

Whale Luochen frowned slightly. When he noticed something unusual, the blue sparrow had already opened its beak.

Chirp!

A long cry filled the entire underground palace altar in an instant.

The unsuspecting Whale Luochen's mind went blank, and even his ears were buzzing.

Before he could react, with a pop, a sharp long sword glowing with golden-blue lightning had passed through his chest.

Crackling!

The power of raging thunder and fire spurted out from the sword, wildly destroying his meridians and organs, and quickly annihilating his vitality.

Jing Luochen's entire body was covered by endless golden thunder. In just a few breaths, he completely lost his ability to resist and became almost breathless.

"Who...ahem...are you...?"

Jing Luochen's eyes were filled with deathly gray, and there was no trace of brilliance. All he coughed out when he opened his mouth was black blood.

However, the person behind him had no intention of letting him rest in peace, and continued to release thunder and flames until Whale Luochen's entire body was scorched to death, and then he slowly pulled out the long sword.

Jing Luochen's body fell on the stone platform, revealing the figure of the person behind it.

His brows are resolute, his body is surrounded by thunder, and he holds a thunder-cutting sword.

It’s Xu Mu!

"Old boy, I have never believed you!"

Xu Mu said in a calm voice.

He never believed in pie-in-the-sky things.

From the moment Jing Luochen mentioned this matter, he had been on guard and prepared many backup plans.

Just when he was about to enter the ruins, he replaced his real body with the wooden puppet he purchased.

Originally, these low-level puppets were intended to test the dangers of the ruins, but after realizing that the environment here could confuse spiritual thoughts, he thought of letting them replace his real body, while he himself hid aside invisibly.

He would not take any personal risk, even if it was a danger he could withstand.

For example, the silver phantom thunder just now may not be unstoppable if the blue sparrow is brought into the sea of ​​consciousness for defense.

There is also his Tianji Purple Thunder Body. Even if these blood cocoons wrap him, they may not be able to absorb the essence in his body.

But he, who had fallen into trouble with Mu Yunwan, would not expose himself to danger again.

It was safer to hide in the dark, stay and go as he pleased, and he would have time to react to whatever the other party tried to do.

If it weren't for the essence and blood of Phantom Thunder Silver Shark this time, he wouldn't have come at all.

This kind of proactive risk-taking is not his style.

"Don't let me down!"

Xu Mu summoned the Blue Bird, swallowed Whale Luochen's soul, and began to check his memory.

"Huh? That's interesting!"

After a long time, he opened his eyes, revealing a hint of surprise.

According to what I know from my memory, Jing Luochen has been planning this for a long time. He established the Jing Hai Gang and the hedonistic image he set up outside was actually just a disguise.

Not only to deceive other people in the gang, but also to deceive others so that he can secretly refine blood pills.

Under normal circumstances, elixir formation is to condense one's own energy and spirit into the original golden elixir.

Unfortunately, Jing Luochen was not talented enough. When he reached the stage of perfect foundation building, he was already over the minimum age of 250 years old, and his hope of forming a core was slim.

Later, I spent a lot of savings and tried it forcefully. Not only was it unsuccessful, but it also left many hidden problems.

It's just that Jing Luochen and Yang Wanshou are different. Yang Wanshou is in the middle stage of foundation building when his deadline is approaching, and he is really hopeless. Although Whale Luochen is also approaching his deadline, he is only one step away.

In this situation, few practitioners are willing to be willing to gamble everything as long as there is a little hope.

Just like Si Tan'er's grandfather Si Xuanjing!

There is truly a great horror between life and death!

In the end, Jing Luochen tried his best to find this blood elixir method.

This blood elixir is one of the many external elixir methods of the demonic path.

First, through the alchemy furnace, a large amount of monks' essence and blood is collected, and various precious materials are combined to refine it into a blood elixir equivalent to a golden elixir. Then it is swallowed into the body and fused with itself to achieve the golden elixir realm.

This tricky method is very easy to form pills, but it has many drawbacks. It was originally a method developed by the Demon Sect in order to make cannon fodder. Few people know it, and few people use it.

But for Jing Luochen, this is the only way.

What Xu Mu didn't expect was that the blood pill being refined in the cauldron in front of him was not the first time that Jing Luochen had refined it.

He had already refined it once more than ten years ago, and for this he destroyed the Blood and Bone Gang he founded.

Later, after he collected enough materials, he founded the Whale Sea Gang. While secretly collecting blood essence and blood from ordinary practitioners, he also recruited masters in the foundation-building stage to use as the final refining materials.

"It's so sad and pathetic!"

Xu Mu sighed, took Jing Luochen's storage bag in his hand to refine it, and took out a fist-sized silver-white liquid from it.

It is the essence and blood of Phantom Thunder Silver Shark!

Similar to what Jing Luochen said, the essence and blood of these Phantom Thunder Silver Sharks were indeed extracted from the wreckage.

But the difference with what Jing Luochen said is that he did not extract it from one skeleton, but extracted all the skeletons long ago, and even sold some of them to exchange for resources to repair this ancient ruins. .

"But the remaining ones are enough for me!"

With this ball of essence and blood of the Phantom Thunder Silver Shark, the purpose of Xu Mu's trip has been achieved.

As for the contents of Jing Luochen's storage bag, it can only be regarded as a supplement. There are not many valuable things in it. Whale Luochen has already exhausted all his savings in order to refine the blood elixir.

Xu Mu looked at the large cauldron that was still running slowly in front of him, and considered whether to let it stop or complete the remaining steps to make a real blood pill.