The Lord who use immortals as food

Pei Ye rolled his eyes, lay down on his back, raised a hand, and with a thought, frost flowers condensed out of thin air.

A few days ago, Pei Ye never imagined that he would have such legendary abilities. Frost and fire could follow his will, dragon blood was abundant, and even the profound energy outside his body followed his own instructions through the little buds in his belly.

But under this kind of power, he could easily break into pieces - Pei Ye clearly realized that this power did not come from himself and could not be controlled by himself. He was just lucky enough to carry it and was able to pick up some of it. The residue it sheds.

And just the weight of this power itself will crush the fragile self.

Of course, it feels good to be powerful, but it is too frivolous. Pei Ye still prefers to cultivate it step by step in a down-to-earth manner. Even if it is weak, it is completely his own power.

What he wants is just a Dantian species - no matter how defective it is, as long as it belongs to him - rather than a fully formed meridian tree.

Either find "Endurance" and see if you can control it, or ask Xianrentai to help you peel this thing off.

Pei Ye felt the two young seedlings in his belly. This unheard-of growth rate made his heart feel like iron.

It has only been a little over half an hour since it sprouted, and it has only swallowed two men in black robes. The rest have grown by absorbing the profound energy between heaven and earth.

Although it becomes more difficult to regenerate as it goes forward, the rate at which it absorbs profound energy also increases simultaneously.

The realm that cultivators can achieve after more than ten years or even decades of hard work may only be a day and night's work for it.

This speed that completely shattered common sense was simply frightening. I thought wrongly. It was not a "more powerful and special Dantian species" like the protagonist Qi Yu in the storybook. It was a monster that was expanding rapidly.

If it keeps this speed, it should be around five or six years old when Ming Qitian arrives. Then we can see if there is anything she can do.

Pei Ye issued the small sword talisman again and informed Ming Qitian of his current location and movements.

But if there is another swallowing, it will be hard to say.

Pei Ye felt the branches that were waiting for opportunities to move like snakes, and thought seriously.

I must at least control this and stay away from the corpse. As long as I don't kill anyone, it can't hunt on its own after all.

Pei Ye sat up, lowered his head and pondered. The Chi body under him came into view, and he suddenly felt a sense of greed.

This thought made him tremble with fear, and he shook his head quickly.

Suddenly Hei Chi said: "There is someone down there."

"What?"

"you know."

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Xing Zhi has never smiled since entering the mountains.

His boots and pants were stained with grass color and dust, and his head and face were a few shades darker. The calmness and gentleness he had at the county government had been worn away, replaced by a cold brow and an electric gaze.

Zhu Gaoyang, only she knows the status of this name in her heart, but the status of this name in Longjun Dongting is known to everyone.

She would never tolerate any problems with him, whether public or private.

However, there was no news for more than a day, and she kept searching for her for more than a day. Under various clues, anxiety had completely captured her mind.

He went all the way deep, but never came out again.

Under this discovery, resentment towards him surged up again - with [Ling Ming Illuminating the World and the Unrestrained Dust] in his hand, even if he encountered an unimagined danger, how could he not be able to leave if he wanted to?

He must be trying to be a hero, and everything that has nothing to do with him will be mixed up. He self-righteously puts himself in danger, thinking that he can always turn the tide and survive.

When I see him this time, no matter how injured he is, I can no longer be soft-hearted. I must scold him like a bitch, report all the things that helped him hide it to his uncle, and let him be severely punished!

I just hope there will be another opportunity like this.

And starting two hours ago, she was pleasantly surprised to find that such hope did not seem completely slim.

Because they encountered a strong enemy.

A total of five followers of the Seven Lives and Eight Lives Realm of the Zhushi Sect were searching outside the mountain, and bumped into them who were searching inside the mountain.

What are they looking for?

Senior Brother Zhu who escaped?

It was with this belief that Xing Zhi led this small team to kill them one by one.

However, this was just the beginning. More men in black robes gathered. Although they were scattered, none of them were easy to deal with.

So far, there are only four sergeants left in this elite group. Shang Lang has been injured in nearly ten places, and it is becoming more and more difficult for him to control his spiritual power.

And five night owls in black robes stood in front.

Senior Brother Zhu may have escaped, but he may not be able to see him.

Shang Lang stood in front with a gun in one hand and a halberd in the other. Xing Zhi knew that he was exhausted, but he must not show his fatigue. As long as he shook his head, these people would immediately rush up and tear them apart.

But in fact, the result of holding on is the same. The men in black robes will soon see that they are unable to launch an attack.

Sure enough, a man in black robe flew sideways towards Shang Lang. Cold light flashed through the rolled robe. Shang Lang opened his blood-scarred eyes, glanced sideways like lightning, and waved his halberd to meet him.

He is from a family of generals in Shanglang, and serves in the Longwu Army. His skills are all in battle, and he is an unparalleled warrior in battle. However, when faced with a sharp sword in such a narrow fight, his fierceness often fails. Stretched, quite uncomfortable.

Even so, with the cooperation of military formations and spells, Shang Lang was the one who killed the most enemies among them. He was already a figure who was already on the attack list, and this battle also showed enough suppression.

Then the three of them were just a hair away from catching up, and together they surrounded and killed the mighty general who was about to collapse.

Shang Lang had no fear on his face, and regardless of the three men, he fought for the first person without any hesitation.

This is a principle he has been familiar with since he was a child.

On the battlefield, you must not be dazzled, you cannot have both, and you must be decisive enough in your choice, so that your comrades can see more clearly and decide faster which side to protect you.

As expected, Xing Zhi's technique arrived in time, and several sergeants also fought hard to catch up. However, the enemy in front of him changed his fierce killing intent, and instead switched the direction of the sword to entangle himself. Another person came from behind and killed him. Your own chance to turn things around.

At the same time, three hunting sounds flashed past him. Shang Lang was startled and shouted: "Sister Xing Zhi!"

The enemy's target was obviously the warlock hiding behind. Now that Shang Lang was in a weak state, the number of soldiers had dropped sharply, and there were holes in her protection, Xing Zhi was shocked to realize that she had fallen into a situation where she could be killed.

She does still have the means to prevent herself from getting too close, but now the speed of casting the spells has slowed down, and the two spells just now have been given to Shang Lang.

In a trance, a cold blade was approaching. Xing Zhi did not expect that the arrival of death would be so sudden. It may be the most important thing in a person's life, but not everyone has the time to sort out their emotions and face it solemnly.

Double updates starting today.

Why is it suddenly off the new book list? Is it because I updated 2,000 times a day for three days in a row? I don’t know if I can still go up there.

Also: Thank you again for your tips, and as the night gets slightly warmer, I would like to give tea to the boss who has two exquisite books!