After entering the world of cultivating immortals, I have been living and sleeping

As he finished speaking, a powerful and vast aura spurted out from his body. He was able to withstand the brilliance of the blood moon all by himself, and even tried to imprison him.

The person who came was none other than the True Monarch Baokui mentioned by Xu Sui.

The face of the Nascent Soul Protector became extremely ugly when he realized that besides him, there was a second powerful Nascent Soul here.

He doesn't care about the life or death of the Chen family's Jindan, they are just a bunch of cannon fodder.

But when the man in front of him released his pressure, the protector really felt that things were getting tricky.

This person is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul!

A whole level higher than himself!

There is no need to fight, the protector knows that he has no chance of winning.

At the level of Nascent Soul, the gap between small realms is probably greater than that between some large realms. Any level-skipping challenge is basically impossible.

But then again, it is easy to defeat a Nascent Soul, but extremely difficult to kill him.

A Nascent Soul cultivator, whose entire cultivation is concentrated in the Nascent Soul within his body, can make the Nascent Soul leave the body and live apart from the body. It does not matter even if the physical body is destroyed. He can also take away others, or recast the body to achieve new life.

Moreover, the Nascent Soul form has higher flexibility and concealment. Once the physical body is abandoned, it is difficult to catch. This is one of the reasons why Nascent Soul monks are difficult to kill.

The protector knew how much he weighed, but he didn't panic. Instead, he sneered.

"I said the mouse came out of nowhere. It turns out it has a backer."

As he spoke, he quietly stretched out his consciousness and went deep into the ground below to observe the condition of the vampires.

"You don't think you can really stop..."

Halfway through the words, the hair on the protector's body stood up, and he felt a heart-stopping danger. He subconsciously jumped back and flew dozens of miles away.

But he was too slow to dodge, and Baokui Zhenjun's fist had already passed by his head. Although it didn't hit completely, the powerful energy still landed on him, causing him to vomit blood.

"Ahem... you!"

After the protector stood firm, he glared at Baokui Zhenjun angrily.

The latter just twisted his wrist lightly, without even giving him a look, and pulled out a long knife as tall as his height, packed with sharp destructive power, and thrust it straight into the ground.

"stop!"

Seeing this, the protector's pupils shrank sharply, and without thinking, he teleported over, blocked the falling path of the long knife, shouted loudly, and blocked the attack.

The fight between the two powerful Nascent Souls was so terrifying that the aftermath alone razed a hundred miles to the ground.

Ye Pianran was hiding far away and was well prepared, so he was not affected.

But she also knew that the Chen Mansion was not a place to stay for a long time. Although the later True Lord Yuanying was a stranger, it was not difficult to guess that he was an elder in the sect.

Under the protection of the wooden hairpin, she took her two children and carefully left the Chen Mansion and headed towards the slums.

If she guessed correctly, quite a few of the other sect members who escaped should be gathered there.

Although Elder Xu had warned them before they parted, they should flee in all directions, but everyone's cultivation was limited to building a foundation and they were fighting on their own. Unlike the direct disciples who had all kinds of protective treasures on their bodies, the survival rate was not high.

Considering that the Chen family also has inner disciples, Heng Tian Que cannot be used, so everyone must have tacitly agreed.

……

Walking in the streets of the city, you can see running monks, decadent and desperate mortals everywhere, as well as blood-colored lines on the ground, and wisps of blood flying in the air. From time to time, violent deaths occur. Someone is walking on the road fine, but suddenly, somehow, it turns into a pool of blood, or explodes from it and becomes part of the blood glow.

These blood rays are continuously born from all over the city, merge into the ground, gather at the formation eye, and enter the blood species with closed eyes.

The aura of the vampire also continued to grow during this process, gradually recovering from its weak state step by step, not only returning to its previous state, but even continuing to improve.

In the sky above the Chen Mansion, Baokui Zhenjun and the Protector of the Holy Sect were facing each other from afar.

With his cultivation level, he could clearly detect the changes in the blood species, and his sword eyebrows couldn't help but frown.

As for the Dharma Protector, he did not dare to neglect him because he had suffered two big losses at the hands of Lord Baokui.

Although he firmly believed that he could not die, he did not want to be beaten to the point where he was left with only a Nascent Soul.

After all, it is not easy to reshape the body or seize the body, not to mention that someone like him who has cultivated a clone may also face the problem of competing with the clone for dominance.

According to his idea, naturally there is no need to fight so hard. He only needs to wait until the breath of the vampire is the same as that of the ordinary Nascent Soul, and then he can leave this place and fly far away.

The protector wanted to delay, but Baokui Zhenjun wanted to make a quick decision.

Deal with this person first, and then kill the so-called blood species!

Baokui Zhenjun looked cold and stern as he stepped out, but he did not appear behind the protector, but on his habitual escape route.

As expected, the protector dodged, and was caught by Zhenjun Baokui, who had expected it, and took him high into the air.

The protector understood his intention and secretly cried out in his heart.

At their level of cultivation, they can only completely let go of their hands and feet when fighting in the air.

Doesn't this person act like this to mean...

The protector tried his best to break free from the hold of Lord Baokui and was about to swoop down. As soon as he took a step, he noticed a destructive force coming from his lower back.

In desperation, he could only give up his plan and turn around to deal with it.

Two powerful Nascent Souls were fighting in the sky. The violent energy fluctuations tore the clouds into pieces, and even the space was rippled, seemingly crumbling.

And just after the two of them passed hundreds of dazzling moves, Ye Pianran finally came to the slum area.

The slum is located on the edge of Huixing City, and most of the young adults and young children in it who are eligible for blood food have been taken away by the Chen family.

In addition, the Eight-yin Lianjiao Xuanmo Array is centered around the Chen Mansion, and the Chen Mansion is located in the center of Huixing City.

Therefore, the slums at this moment are least affected. The strange blood glow is almost invisible in the air, and there is no smell of blood.

A boy named Yin Xuan grabbed Ye Pianran's hand and led her to an alley somewhere in the slum.

"Over there, over there, sister Ayu, that's my home..."

After all the events that had just happened, Yin Xuan had completely forgotten his previous stubborn attitude and developed a high level of trust in Ye Pianran.

She let her consciousness go and let the boy lead her forward, but her eyes fell on the other side.

"Where's your home?"

Jiang Yanqing shook her head and lowered her eyes, a layer of sadness covering her thin face.

"I have no home...my parents are gone..."