In an instant, a sea of ??blood spread across the space, covering all directions.

Almost as soon as Lu Ye made a move, the ghost cultivator was about to use his escape technique to leave the place. However, the suppression of the terrifying holy nature caused his magic power to suddenly stagnate. When he regained consciousness, he was already enveloped in a sea of ??blood.

He yelled "Ah", his eyes were full of panic, and his eyes were shaking violently.

Although I had long heard from the Snow Clan in Ting Xuefeng that the newcomers' holy nature was extremely strong, but after all, they had only heard about it. Now, after experiencing it personally, I realized that this kind of strong nature was far beyond my own knowledge.

Under the suppression of the other party's holy nature, he felt like a rabbit meeting a tiger. He could only tremble, his hands and feet were a little weak, and he couldn't muster the courage to resist at all.

In the thick sea of ??blood, a figure slowly approached him.

The ghost cultivator bit the tip of his tongue and then mustered up the strength to stab forward fiercely with the short blade in his hand. The sea of ??blood was broken open by the release of his magic power.

However, this desperate blow had no effect. Lu Ye's long sword slashed down, not only blocking his short blade, but even cutting off his arms.

The ghost cultivator stumbled back, holding back the pain and sweating on his forehead. Looking at the figure slowly approaching him, he knew that he was probably in danger this time!

After a while, the sea of ??blood dissipated, and Lu Ye flew towards the Black Prison Cliff, carrying the ghost cultivator who had completely lost the power to resist.

Suddenly half a month passed, and in the cave, Lu Ye opened his eyes.

After half a month of hard work, I finally condensed a drop of precious blood again. It was really not easy.

He stood up directly and walked aside.

Soon he came to a room where two figures were sitting, one was the ghost cultivator who had been captured alive by him before.

The opponent's severed arm has been reattached, and Lu Ye has no intention of imprisoning him. Only the talent tree clone is guarding here.

Gui Xiu probably knew that he couldn't escape, so he had been quiet during this period, but he couldn't figure out what Lu Ye was trying to do, and he was uneasy after all.

He asked the talent tree clone many times, but the clone didn't give him any response at all.

Seeing Lu Ye walking in, Gui Xiu looked at the clone, then at the original person, and then asked: "What on earth are you going to do?"

Killing and not killing, letting and not letting go are really torturous.

"I'll give you an opportunity, do you want it?" Lu Ye looked at him and asked.

Gui Xiu frowned: "What do you mean?"

Lu Ye flicked his fingers, and the freshly baked precious blood flew towards this person: "You will know after refining it."

The ghost cultivator looked at the precious blood suspended in front of him suspiciously, instinctively feeling that this thing was not a good thing, but the powerful holiness contained in this drop of precious blood made him very moved.

"What is this?" asked the ghost cultivator.

"Refining it, you have no other choice!" Lu Ye's voice was as calm as water. JrNovels.com