167: C167 Blood Maple Forest

C167 Blood Maple Forest

Xu Zhou and Ye Dong were advancing rapidly on the ground. Unfortunately, there was a huge gap between their cultivation base and Shen Qingfeng's, so their speed of escape was several times slower.

"This... How can there be so many Venomous People..."

The two of them suddenly stopped in their tracks. The Venomous Person that had gathered because of the blood light chasing after Dracula became a hindrance. They rushed towards them with red eyes.

"Awoo..."

"Awooo..."

...

"Hmph! How dare you block my path! Palm Thunder!"

Xu Zhou condensed lightning in his hands and used lightning to drive away evil. Most of the Poison Worm's nature was cold, and lightning was the natural nemesis of Poison Worm.

Ye Dong lightly blew on the cloud flute, and a melodious sound spread out. The movement of the Venomous Person was immediately affected.

They had long lost their lives. The reason why they could move was because of the control of the Poison Worm in their bodies. However, Ye Dong had mastered the most orthodox method of summoning the Gu in Miao Region, which restricted their movements.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."

A cute silkworm baby appeared on her shoulder. It flapped its transparent wings and shot out like lightning. All the Venomous Person that was targeted by this little guy fell to the ground and turned into pus.

The Poison Golden Silkworm was a prehistoric variant, the king of all Gu. Even though it was still in its initial stage, it still displayed a trace of its power.

The Tao Arts of the two of them was extremely high, but the Venomous Person were not afraid of death. They had been starving for a thousand years, and both of them were caught in a bitter battle...

Shen Qingfeng did not have the time to care about the two of them. He was chasing after Dracula with all his might.

"Boom..."

Another sharp sword energy. Dracula raised his blood shield high, but it was slashed into the ground.

His aura became weaker, and his cultivation level dropped. Now, his cultivation level was only at the mid stage of Qi Refining.

"Just what kind of abnormal monster is this kid? Is his true essence endless?"

As Dracula was fleeing for his life, he couldn't help but turn his head to look. He just happened to see a scene that caused him to feel despair.

Shen Qingfeng took out a handful of pills from his bosom. Like eating fried beans, he poured all of them into his mouth.

"The eastern cultivators are really despicable..."

His cultivation base was basically blood. If he could kill a few living creatures at the same time, it would help him recover his cultivation base.

However, this was a desolate secret realm space. There were Venomous People everywhere. Where could he find blood?

"Yi? Blood Maple Forest..."

While the two were running, they discovered that the road ahead was blocked by a maple forest. The ancient maple forest was as red as blood, vast and boundless, emitting an unknown aura.

The spiritual energy in this space was so low that it made one's hair stand on end. Logically speaking, this kind of scene should not have happened.

In the depths of the mystic realm, the number of Venomous People was increasing. However, there were no signs of Venomous Person around this blood maple forest. What kind of existence was it that made the Venomous Person instinctively not dare to approach?

Legend has it that Chi You was killed by Huang, the Emperor beheaded him, and his head turned into a Blood Maple Forest. Could it be related to this place?

Shen Qingfeng opened his eyes wide and discovered that this Maple Forest had faintly formed a huge formation. He didn't know what kind of effect it had.

Dracula's dashing light arrived in front of the maple forest and suddenly stopped. Some chaotic memory fragments suddenly flashed in his mind, and alarm bells rang in his heart.

He suddenly had a premonition in his heart that there was great terror in this maple forest, and it had something to do with his fall from a thousand years ago!

Unfortunately, he hadn't fused with the golden skull, and his memory hadn't fully recovered yet.

"Shen Qingfeng, there is an old saying in Huaxia: when you have to forgive someone, you should forgive them. If you really push me too hard, do you believe that I will drag you down with me before I die?" Dracula turned his head and shouted with a fierce expression.

There was a wolf in front and a tiger in the back. He had fallen into a desperate situation.

"I have always been reasonable. Hand over the golden skull and the blood shield, and I will definitely spare your life." Shen Qingfeng held the precious sword in his hand and stood in midair. He spoke unhurriedly.

"Hahahaha... Do you think I am a three-year-old child? I will hand over the treasure, and you will definitely kill me with your sword!"

"Shen Qingfeng, as far as I know, you have a pair of mortal parents living in Jiangdong. Don't force me..."

Dracula started to bite wildly. He did not hesitate to lower his status and threaten Shen Qingfeng's family's lives.

As long as he could escape and obtain a few days of time to catch his breath, he would definitely be able to make a comeback.

"How dare you!"

The divine light in Shen Qingfeng's eyes intensified. A dragon had its reverse scale. Once it touched it, it would become angry. The longsword in his hand cut through the sky and slashed towards the ground furiously.

Many people had abandoned their relationship with the mortal world after they had started cultivating, and were wholeheartedly devoted to the Dao.

However, he was different. He was someone who could even abandon his own parents, so what was the use of cultivating?

"Sword Mountain!"

He waved his sword once again, producing a green mountain that pressed down on Dracula. His heart was filled with the purest killing intent, and he didn't want to leave any trace of life behind.

The boundless sword Qi fluctuated, causing the entire Blood Maple Forest to suffer. The thousand-year-old ancient tree turned into sawdust amidst the endless sword Qi, and the earth collapsed. It was as if the end of the world had arrived.

"What the f * ck is wrong with you..."

Dracula let out a strange cry and rushed towards the Blood Maple Forest.

He didn't expect that his words would actually anger Shen Qingfeng. He was an extremely conceited person and disdained to use mortals as an excuse.

During this period of time, he had been investigating the place where he had fallen, and he didn't have the time to do anything else.

At first, he felt that the Blood Maple Forest might be a dangerous place and didn't want to come in. But now, in order to escape, he couldn't care about anything else. He used the blood shield to protect his head and fled in a sorry state.

At this time, the golden skull in his arms suddenly became extremely hot. A ray of light shot out and entered his eyes. The lost memories were restored at this moment.

He saw the scene from a thousand years ago. A genius vampire had fallen in the secret realm. The familiar memories seemed to have reappeared yesterday. That terrifying memory made his face lose color.

"Shen Qingfeng, stop! There is great terror in this Blood Maple Forest. If we attack again, both of us will die here!"

He turned around and saw the scene of the Blood Maple Forest being destroyed by the sword Qi. He was so scared that his eyeballs almost popped out.

"Hmph! You are pretending to be mysterious. Your Excellency is considered one of the top figures in the west. I didn't expect you to be so pathetic!"

However, Shen Qingfeng's killing intent had already been resolved. He didn't listen to him at all. Instead, he took advantage of the moment when he was unprepared and cut off his arm with his sword.

The arm that fell to the ground suddenly sank into the ground. Even the scattered blood of Dracula strangely disappeared on the ground.

...

Yanjing University, a self-study room in the Department of Archaeology.2

It was the weekend. When most of the students were enjoying themselves outside the campus, a boy was still diligently writing his thesis in the classroom.

He was tall and thin, with silver frame eyes, and wore a clean white checkered shirt. He looked like a male protagonist from a romance novel.

At this moment, the sky outside the window changed. A gust of wind blew the leaves on the ground and lifted up the boy's short hair.

He stood up, walked to the window, and stared at the dark yellow sky.

"The wind is blowing."

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