The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

Chapter 156 Sixth floor of foundation building!

The jade scorpion screamed and its body began to tremble violently. The giant black scorpion also seemed to have suffered a serious blow and became listless.

Seeing this, Qing Ling became alert and quickly seized the opportunity, controlling the blood-colored golem and launching a more fierce attack on the jade scorpion.

Under the attack of the two, Jade Scorpion gradually lost the upper hand and had more and more wounds on his body.

The jade scorpion roared, and the black scorpion waved its pincers wildly behind him, but it was like a trapped beast fighting to no avail.

Qing Ling's face turned slightly pale, but the blood-colored golem she summoned became more solid, like a demon descending from hell, and it punched out, hitting the black scorpion right in the middle.

The black scorpion wailed and shattered into pieces. The jade scorpion spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, also suffering heavy damage.

A smile appeared on Qing Ling's lips, and she thrust the long whip straight at the Jade Scorpion, lifting his head high up!
The Jade Scorpion didn't even have time to let out a wail before its life force was completely gone.

However, at the moment when Yuxie was about to die, Qingling's face suddenly changed. She let out a painful groan, staggered back a few steps, and her face turned as pale as paper.

"You...how dare you plot against me!"

Qing Ling suddenly looked up and stared at Meng Wan, her eyes filled with disbelief and rage.

She never expected that Meng Wan would launch a sneak attack on her when she was concentrating on dealing with the Jade Scorpion!

Meng Wan still looked lazy, with an innocent smile on her lips.

"Yes, Senior Sister Qingling, it would be a pity to miss such a good opportunity."

"We are from the same bloodline and we are in a secret realm. How can you ignore the overall situation and attack me?"

Qing Ling pointed at Meng Wan with a trembling voice and eyes full of anger.

"Big picture?"

Meng Wan chuckled, "I don't know what the big picture is. I only know that by refining Senior Sister, my cultivation will be able to improve a bit!"

After saying that, the second soul-splitting nail was successfully condensed and stabbed towards Qingling fiercely.

Feeling the threat of death, a trace of fear flashed in Qing Ling's eyes. She hurriedly took out a blood weapon and tried to block Meng Wan's spiritual attack.

At the same time, he begged for mercy, "Junior Sister Meng, spare my life! I am willing to submit to you and serve you!"

Meng Wan had no expression on her face. She was determined to use the Soul-Splitting Nail, which was emitting a terrifying aura, to easily penetrate the opponent's defensive blood weapon and send it into Qing Ling's soul...

Qingling's eyes gradually changed from fear to dullness and confusion.

Ever since her cultivation level skyrocketed, her spiritual power has also increased.

It was a piece of cake to deal with Qing Ling, who had experienced two battles, was bitten by poisonous insects, and whose soul was already weakened.

"Master is really amazing when he doesn't make a move! Qing Ling is not even worthy of being the master's opponent, yet she still wants to surrender to the master. Hahahaha, how ridiculous!"

The Heart-Eating Bug offered a round of flattery at the right time, and at the same time did not forget to boast, "Master, the poisonous insect in Qingling's body has been suppressed by me, you can enjoy it as you like."

"good."

Meng Wan praised the Heart-Eating Bug, reached out her hand and pierced into Qing Ling's sea of ​​blood, absorbing it readily.

To be fair, Qingling's sea of ​​blood is not that big, only about the size of two or three lakes.

However, her cultivation was high, and the blood spirit water was as viscous as substance. The blood and spiritual energy contained in it were extremely rich, which was an unexpected surprise.

The blood spirit water in Qingling's blood sea seemed to be drawn, and it flowed madly into Meng Wan's body through Meng Wan's hands.

She could clearly feel that her cultivation was improving steadily.

When Qing Ling's sea of ​​blood was completely sucked dry, Meng Wan's cultivation level reached the sixth level of foundation building in one fell swoop.

Meng Wan sighed with satisfaction. Even if she practiced in the Holy Land of Blood, it was still far from being as easy as directly absorbing the essence and blood of others.

Unfortunately, there were only a few potential saints in the Blood Path, and she had already taken them all.

Although Yuanwu, Yuechan and others worked very hard on their cultivation and restored their cultivation to the third level of foundation building in a very short time, it was still too slow, too slow.

Meng Wan collected all the things that Qing Ling left behind after her death, and found a new storage bag, in which she put the jade scorpion and the remaining poisonous insect corpses.

As a demon cultivator, thriftiness has been ingrained in her bones.

Although I don’t know how to use these things, I’ll just keep them for now.

After Meng Wan collected the spoils and was about to thoroughly clean up all traces of the battlefield, she suddenly heard a hurried warning from the Heartworm in her mind.

"Master, hurry up! Someone is coming in this direction. He is very fast and has a strong aura. He is most likely a certain Holy Son!"

Without having time to think, Meng Wan made a prompt decision, destroyed most of the traces of the battle with a few strikes, and quickly fled the scene.

"Damn, it seems I'm late!"

A muffled curse filled the air.

Ghost Blade suddenly appeared on the battlefield, a cold ghost aura surrounding him, and his eyes swept across the messy scene like a blade.

Although the scene was chaotic, he was still able to keenly smell the faint scent of poisonous insects and a hint of ghostly aura in the air filled with a strong smell of blood.

Ghost Blade squatted down, and his slender pale fingers gently brushed the ground, and a wisp of black air flowed out from his fingertips.

He closed his eyes and felt it carefully for a while, his face becoming increasingly gloomy.

"It's the breath of Mo Xiao. He died here..."

Ghost Blade's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of uncontrollable anger.

There is a faint ghost aura remaining here, which belongs to the ghost general Mo Xiao under his command.

Although Moxiao's strength was not top-notch, he was loyal to him. Now he died tragically here. How could he not be angry?
Ghost Blade slowly stood up, scanning the surroundings like a hawk.

In addition to the ghostly aura of the black goblin, there was also a strong smell of blood and traces of poisonous insects.

It was obvious that a fierce battle had taken place here, and there were at least three people involved in the battle.

Besides Mo Xiao, the other two are the Blood Cultivator and the Gu Cultivator.

A sneer appeared on Ghost Blade's lips, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Interesting, the Duobao Pavilion has just started, and someone has killed my ghost general. If I don't kill this person, I will never be able to get rid of the hatred in my heart!"

He waved his sleeves and a powerful ghost energy swept out, destroying all the surrounding trees.

Ghost Blade carefully observed every detail, trying to find clues hidden in it.

At the same time, Meng Wan was hiding in the shadow of a towering ancient tree, carefully observing Ghost Blade's every move with the Blood Wheel Eye.

Seeing Ghost Blade looking like he wanted to dig three feet into the ground, she couldn't help but secretly thank God that she ran fast, otherwise she would definitely be caught by Ghost Blade.

Although Mo Xiao did not die in her hands, Gui Ren, as the Holy Son of Ghost, naturally would not reason with her.

Meng Wan was about to look away when she saw Ghost Blade suddenly raise his head and look in her direction, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes, "Who is spying on me?"

Meng Wan's eyelids twitched slightly. She didn't expect the ghost blade to be so sharp.

Even from such a distance, I could still sense her spying on me.

(End of this chapter)