Chapter 468 Blood Mark

Inside the cauldron, Lin Fengmian and Jun Wuxie fought for a while, and a storm of emotions rose in his heart.

This Jun Wuxie was indeed a pig pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, and his strength was very strong.

If an ordinary foundation-building cultivator met this guy, he would probably fall.

But unfortunately, he met Lin Fengmian and soon fell into a disadvantage.

At this moment, Jun Wuxie was complaining bitterly. The man in front of him was ridiculously strong, and he could be said to be invincible in the same realm.

He might not be able to win under normal circumstances, not to mention that a lot of blood and energy had been drained away first.

Most of the magic of the Tiansha Palace depends on blood and energy to perform, and he is a clever woman who can't cook without rice.

Lin Fengmian seized an opportunity and punched Jun Wuxie against the wall of the cauldron with a heavy punch, breaking several ribs.

Jun Wuxie wanted to fight back, but was pressed against the wall of the cauldron by Lin Fengmian, and a series of continuous punches broke his bones and tendons.

His head drooped weakly, blood spitting out of his mouth, but he still looked at Lin Fengmian viciously.

"You fake, let me go!"

Lin Fengmian looked at him and said with a strange smile: "No, you are the fake!"

What they want is Ye Xuefeng, you are just a fake!

"You Hehuan Sect are so audacious, do you want the whole sect to be destroyed?"

Jun Wuxie kept struggling, trying to delay time.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, as if he wanted to activate some means.

Lin Fengmian smiled coldly, without giving him a chance, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

Evil eyes!

Jun Wuxie instantly fell into the illusion and stood there woodenly.

Lin Fengmian said coldly: "Erase the spiritual consciousness of all your storage rings and magic tools and hand them over."

Jun Wuxie did it woodenly, wiped the spiritual consciousness of the storage rings and magic tools, and handed them to Lin Fengmian.

Lin Fengmian slowly recognized the storage ring as the master again, put it on his hand, and changed all the things on him to himself.

However, Lin Fengmian thought the underwear was dirty, so he took a piece of the same style from Jun Wuxie's storage ring and put it on.

If he wasn't afraid that the sudden increase in size would arouse suspicion from Youyao and others, he would have wanted to go out naked.

"It's quite powerful. I thought you needed my help, but how can this guy be so strong?"

Yue Shuying's teasing voice came out, slightly surprised.

"Who knows!"

While Lin Fengmian was tidying up, he said calmly: "How long will it take to change the blood?"

"About an hour."

Yue Shuying reminded: "Bear it, I still have to transfer the blood mark on his body to you."

Lin Fengmian nodded, hummed and said: "Don't worry, I can bear it."

The most important thing in this plan is the royal blood mark of the Jun family.

It can not only mark the enemy, but also symbolize the identity of the children of the aristocratic family.

Without this blood mark, he would have many loopholes.

As the blood mark was transferred, Lin Fengmian felt a mysterious luck falling on him.

The luck of the Tianze Dynasty!

Yue Shuying continued to check for loopholes and make up for the gaps, replicating the scars and hidden injuries on Jun Wuxie's body for Lin Fengmian.

"I can't do anything about your unopened meridians and acupoints. You can figure it out yourself."

Lin Fengmian nodded, truly feeling the terrifying innate ability of the Heavenly Leech Demon.

A natural healer, purifying blood, changing blood, transferring blood imprints...

Which of these is not a fearful ability?

An innocent man is guilty of possessing a treasure. The Heavenly Leech Clan is envied by the heavens!

At this moment, Yue Shuying suddenly screamed, interrupting his meditation.

Jun Wuxie also exuded a strange wave that made people's heart palpitate.

"What's wrong?" Lin Fengmian's expression changed slightly.

"There is a soul imprint in his sea of ​​consciousness, and I almost activated it." Yue Shuying said with some shock.

Lin Fengmian stretched out his hand and pressed it on Jun Wuxie's head. His consciousness probed into his sea of ​​consciousness and saw a blood-colored soul imprint.

This soul imprint is extremely complicated and exudes a strange aura. It is not a good thing at first glance.

Did Jun Wuxie want to activate this imprint just now?

This mark definitely has more than just the ability to save lives. What on earth is this?

Lin Fengmian hesitated for a moment and asked, "Yue Shuying, can you transfer it to me?"

"This is a bomb. Are you sure you want to transfer it to yourself?" Yue Shuying frowned.

Lin Fengmian said decisively, "Transfer!"

Although he didn't know what the effect of this mark was, it was obviously left by the person behind the scenes.

He wanted to pass off the fake as the real thing and get to know the truth, so this mark was essential.

Yue Shuying said with some distress, "But this mark has locked Jun Wuxie's soul and breath. It will be activated as soon as I move it."

Lin Fengmian asked, "If I can temporarily release this mark, can you take the opportunity to transfer the mark to me?"

Yue Shuying said in surprise, "Do you have this ability? If you can, then you can do it."

Lin Fengmian said helplessly, "Try it. I'm not sure if I can do it."

"You show up first. I need your power!"

Yue Shuying didn't understand, but still showed up next to Lin Fengmian and looked at him curiously.

"Let's start! A quick fight!"

Lin Fengmian put one hand on Jun Wuxie's head and gently held Yue Shuying's hand with the other hand, and used all his strength to operate the Evil Emperor Art.

After the last fight with the Thousand Faces Fox, he found that he could absorb the power of the demon race, but he would just have indigestion.

At this moment, Yue Shuying's powerful demon power poured into his body, constantly destroying his body.

Lin Fengmian's seven orifices bled instantly, but he didn't care about anything else and silently chanted in his heart.

"Imperial power!"

Borrowing Yue Shuying's demonic power from the Nascent Soul Realm, he wanted to try to forcibly use the divine power of the Saint Realm.

While Yue Shuying was stunned, the bloody mark was suddenly activated and then untied!

"Hurry up!" Lin Fengmian shouted.

Yue Shuying did not dare to neglect it, and quickly moved the untied mark along his hand to Lin Fengmian's sea of ​​consciousness.

The mark took Lin Fengmian as Jun Wuxie, took root in his sea of ​​consciousness, and then sank again.

"How did you do it? It's amazing." Yue Shuying said in surprise.

Lin Fengmian's blood gushed out of his body, and he fell backwards powerlessly.

He said weakly: "Don't worry about these, I think I can still save him!"

His body was covered with cracks, blood kept gushing out, and he almost died on the spot.

At this moment, not only was there demonic power running around in his body, but there was also the backlash of the imperial power destroying it.

However, Lin Fengmian finally confirmed one thing, that he actually still had the status of a saint!

Even after a thousand years, this honorable position is still waiting for him, otherwise he would not be able to use the imperial power.

At this moment, Lin Fengmian is like a person who wants to go home, but has lost all the keys along the way.

He stood outside several iron gates and shouted, waking up the spirit pet in the cave and giving him a little response.

But the price was also huge. The spirit pet was too strong and loud, and almost yelled to death by accident.

If it weren't for Yue Shuying, a natural genius doctor, Lin Fengmian might have been shocked to death by the backlash of the imperial power.

Even so, Yue Shuying was still in a hurry to rescue him who was half buried in the ground.