Chapter 108 Blood Transfusion

Huan Yin's palm touched Lan Yu's waist. This was the gravity spell he used with all his strength. Lan Yu was pushed by Huan Yin, and his body, which was about to fall in the air, regained the power to fly and flew towards the other side of the lake.

However, Huan Yin's palm saved Lan Yu, but it sacrificed himself. His body, which had already lost its strength, could no longer move forward under the recoil of his push, and fell straight to the blood lake below.

"Brother Yin!" Lan Yu, who was in the air, watched Huan Yin falling and shouted in shock. She could not stop her body from moving away from Huan Yin, let alone stop Huan Yin from falling.

It turned out that this was his method, and it turned out that this was the miracle she wanted to wait for!

When did someone break into your world?

When did that person who broke into your world make you guard him tightly even if your world collapsed?

Finally, Lan Yu's body came to the sky above the other side. She was free and safe. Huan Yin was less than a foot away from the lake. He saw this scene, and then his smile became even bigger. There was satisfaction and reluctance in his eyes. In the end, he fell heavily without saying a word...

"Plop!" The ordinary sound of falling into the water became the whole of this empty world at this moment.

"No!" Lan Yu knelt on the shore of the lake, tears streaming down his face, and kept shouting.

When did he make such a decision? From the time he saw this lake to now, it has only been more than ten breaths. He has always been calm and confident, just like asking the most ordinary question: "Yu'er, do you believe me?"

Do you believe me?

The weight of this question is like a mountain, pressing on Lan Yu's heart. Could it be that this decision is so easy for him to make? I didn't even feel a trace of parting when he jumped up.

The poison cultivator on the other side of Lan Yu was silent. He had experienced more than ten years of ups and downs in the fairy world. Calculating and killing were like daily meals, and he was always by his side. However, he asked himself that he could not make such an incredible decision as decisively as the young man just now. In the world of cultivation, the strong prey on the weak, but he sacrificed himself for others. Could it be that in his eyes, beauty is more important than life and the Tao?

The poison cultivator has seen too many internal conflicts and too many quarrels. Even his parents, who had practiced together for decades, ended up dying together because of interests and mutual calculations. Therefore, he does not believe in feelings, he only believes in strength. But what was the reason for the young man who disappeared not long ago?

"Okay, okay! Today, I really learned a lot. Girl, you are lucky, so goodbye!" The poison cultivator took another deep look at Lan Yu who was crying loudly on the opposite side and decided to leave. Chasing to this place is already his limit, and he can no longer do anything next.

When Lan Yu heard the voice of the poison cultivator, she suddenly shouted at the top of her lungs: "I will remember you, remember you forever! One day, when I am stronger than you, I will find you and I will kill you!" Lan Yu's voice was filled with endless murderous intent, which should not appear on a girl like her.

The poison cultivator did not speak, he turned and left.

In the entire space, only Lan Yu was left, and her crying sound that never stopped...

The moment Huan Yin fell into the lake, the piercing pain came from every part of Huan Yin's body. He could feel his body melting, and this extreme pain made it impossible for him to stay awake.

Suddenly, a picture entered Huan Yin's mind - it was an unknown world, with pavilions and towers everywhere on the ground. These buildings were magnificent and gorgeous, scattered and well-arranged, and it was unknown what materials they were made of, but they actually exuded a fairyland that made Huan Yin feel suffocated. Huan Yin even felt that if he could breathe there, his cultivation would immediately break through endlessly.

Looking at the sky again, there was a golden glow, as if the color of the sky itself was like this. From time to time, unknown huge birds flew across the sky, and there were people in strange costumes flying in the air, shuttling back and forth.

Huan Yin recognized this kind of clothing. The corpse he saw in the nameless giant pit at the junction of Jingyang that day was wearing this kind of clothing. Although the clothing on the corpse was torn, the style of this clothing was strange, and Huan Yin would never forget it.

The next moment, in the originally peaceful world like the fairyland, a team of black figures holding spears in the air solidified from virtual to real. Those figures exuded waves of terrifying pressure that made Huan Yin feel, and he even felt that each of them was more powerful than Xuanyuanzi.

As soon as the black figure appeared, it scattered directly, launching a brutal massacre against all life in the world. The shouts, cries, and desperate screams before death instantly turned this place that was originally like a fairyland into a hell of hell.

Buildings kept collapsing, and people kept dying. Just as the place was shrouded in a fog of despair, a shocking sound resounded in all directions.

"Roar!" It was a dragon roar, a dragon roar that Huan Yin had never heard before. This sound was much stronger than the sound of a fire dragon, an air dragon, and all the dragon-shaped magic he had seen, as if it would shake Huan Yin's soul apart.

Then, a huge body suddenly appeared from nowhere and suddenly soared into the sky, covering most of the golden light in the sky.

It was a dragon! It was a dark green, huge, real dragon!

Huan Yin had never seen a real dragon before. The breath coming from this dragon was even stronger than that from the black-clothed man before. The strong pressure made Huan Yin even forget that he was still suffering in the blood pool.

"Roar!" The dragon roared again, and the sound waves rolled around. Then, in the sky and on the ground, all the black-clothed men in this world spurted out blood and exploded to death!

Huan Yin couldn't believe the scene he saw. The feeling of looking down on all living things suddenly gushed out from the giant dragon in the air, making people dare not look directly at it.

The next moment, just when Huan Yin thought that this was all, something strange happened. The giant dragon that was originally flying in the air seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly stopped in the air, staring at the void in front of it.

Then, in the place where the dragon was looking, a vague light and shadow appeared. As soon as the light and shadow appeared, he directly raised his illusory hand and gently pointed at the giant dragon. Huan Yin couldn't even feel any fluctuations in his cultivation from that finger, but the dragon began to tremble.

"Luo Hou, traitor, the emperor will not let you go!" This roar was the last sound from the dragon. Then, the dragon scales on his body and the dragon bones in his body were peeled off and fell down. His flesh and blood body remained in the air, constantly spilt blood, and looked extremely cruel.

"I am the emperor!" After the light and shadow did this, a voice came out, and then dissipated.

The picture was broken, and Huan Yin felt that he was pulled back from that world, and then he saw endless red again. At this moment, he was still immersed in the blood lake, but the heart-piercing pain was gone, and there was only endless weakness. That kind of weakness was as if the body was drained.

"Am I dead?" Huan Yin had such a question in his mind.

Then, he felt the blood-red lake water around him begin to become active, and that kind of activity was like the activity caused by the spiritual energy around him when his cultivation was about to break through. The blood-red lake water actually wanted to flow into his body.

Huan Yin had an inexplicable expectation and desire that came from nowhere, as if what his body needed at this moment was the smelly lake water around him.

The next moment, the lake water around him moved. A trace of lake water, as if it was drawn out, slowly flowed into Huan Yin's body. Huan Yin could feel that the lake water flowing into his body was like the essence of this vast lake, guided by an unknown force and flowing towards his body.

The feeling of being constantly filled swept through his body. Huan Yin clearly felt that the essence of the lake water was becoming his blood, and his original blood had been drained at some point, which was why he began to feel weak.

"I'm changing blood!" Huan Yin couldn't believe his judgment. How could this be possible!

Next, a series of information squeezed into Huanyin's mind, as if he should have known this information - this place is not a cave at all, but the inside of a dragon body, which is the dragon scales and dragon bones that were peeled off in the previous picture and fell on the sea.

The dragon body has no foundation on the sea surface, so it will naturally drift with the waves. Even if the dragon body is heavy, this drifting is very slight, but Huanyin, who is in the dragon body, can naturally feel it, so he felt that the "cave" was always shaking slightly.

As for why the mountain walls that Huanyin saw before were all green, and the rocks were a little pale, it was because the mountain walls were dragon scales, and the rocks were dragon bones!

Of course, Huanyin finally knew why he could use rocks to block the magic attack of the poison cultivator, because he simply picked up a piece of dragon bone to resist. The strength of the giant dragon in the picture made Huanyin unable to imagine what kind of cultivation realm it was. How could his bones be shaken by a small cultivator in the late seventh level of Qi Condensation?

At this moment, the lake where Huan Yin was was not a lake at all, but the little dragon blood left in the dragon's body! Most of these dragon bloods were rotten and smelled terrible. But a very small part of them was still intact and mixed with these rotten dragon bloods. What Huan Yin was receiving at this moment was the very small part of intact dragon blood!

What were those pictures I just saw?

Who was the person in the giant pit, where did he come from, and what kind of person was he?

Why did the remains of this giant dragon appear here? Does the world in the picture really exist?

Luo Hou, the giant dragon seemed to call the light and shadow that was so powerful that it was unimaginable. Who was he?

Huan Yin felt that he seemed to have accidentally come into contact with a world that he could not imagine, but he could not find any clues at all.