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The most obvious place of the Blood Soul Sect was the blood-red pavilion, which was the tallest mountain in the Blood Soul Sect. It could be said that the Blood Pavilion was a great representation of the Blood Soul Sect.

Meng xiaotian's figure flashed and arrived in front of the Blood Pavilion.

Just like its name, the Blood Pavilion was a building the size of a house. Thick auras of blood surrounded it, making it look extremely mysterious.

"Incomer, stop!" A figure flashed and appeared in front of Meng xiaotian.

Meng xiaotian squinted and looked at the approaching person.

It was an old man in green robes. He had a head of gray hair, was very old, and his whole body was surrounded by a bloody aura. He gave off an invisible aura, as if he was soaring into the sky.

But Meng xiaotian was able to truly feel that powerful aura.

"Greetings, Elder!" Meng xiaotian bowed respectfully, but in his heart, he thought, why does this old man's aura seem to be even stronger than Kong Yunjian's?

"Mm …" Take out your order badge! " The old man's tone was calm, but within his words, there seemed to be an unquestionable feeling.

Meng xiaotian did not dare delay, with a flick of his wrist, a blood colored order badge appeared in his hand. With a thought, the order badge flew towards the old man.

As if he had sensed something, the elder raised his head and sized up Meng xiaotian.

"Kid!" Are you cultivating a body tempering technique? " The old man's tone carried a trace of curiosity.

"Yes!" Senior's eyesight is as sharp as a torch! " Meng xiaotian did not dare to be negligent. This old man was actually even more terrifying than Kong Yunjian.

"Whoa …" The old man let out a smile.

"That's right!" "That's right!" The old man had consecutively said two words of 'not bad', causing Meng xiaotian to have a baffled expression.

"Senior …" Meng xiaotian wanted to ask, but he was interrupted by the elder with a wave of his hand, "Go in!"

"En..." Good! Thank you, senior! " Seeing the old man continue to talk, Meng xiaotian could only give up.

Looking at the Blood Pavilion's opened door, Meng xiaotian stepped in.

"The third level, on the right …" The moment the Meng xiaotian entered, he suddenly heard a sentence in his ears.

"The third level?" Meng xiaotian frowned, it was obvious that this was an order from the old man.

"Did you notice something?" Meng xiaotian's heart tensed up, but then he relaxed. If people found out that the Blood Soul Sect was a place for outsiders, then he might have been killed long ago.

Shaking his head, Meng xiaotian expelled the thought from his mind and looked inside the Blood Pavilion.

Blood filled the air. This was the only thing that appeared in Meng xiaotian's eyes.

This Blood Pavilion was completely different from what he had imagined.

In his imagination, the Blood Pavilion should be something similar to the Scripture Pavilion, or perhaps some kind of cultivation technique was hidden inside. But now that he saw it with his own eyes, the Meng xiaotian was truly shocked.

Not only that, even the air was filled with a dense wave of blood Qi, making it difficult for people to breathe. In the eyes of the Meng xiaotian, if he cultivated in this place, then his heart would definitely be corroded by the blood Qi and he would become a machine that only knew how to kill!

"Phew …" He slowly let out a breath of turbid air, blowing up the blood and Qi and making it churn.

Meng xiaotian slowly walked forward as he spread out his divine sense to carefully observe his surroundings. If there was any movement, he would immediately activate his movement technique and even use his teleportation talisman to escape. After all, nothing was as important as a life!

"Hmm?" Meng xiaotian stopped in his tracks. In that instant earlier, he clearly felt that there was a slight change in his body.

This kind of change was going in the right direction. When he was breathing, he could clearly feel a surge of blood energy entering his body and being absorbed by his body. His body also became a bit stronger.

Although this point was pitifully small, Meng xiaotian was overjoyed.1

He was well aware of how difficult it was for his fleshly body to cultivate. Ever since he had cultivated to the late Foundation Establishment stage, no matter how hard he tried, his fleshly body seemed to have encountered a bottleneck. There was no improvement, and even though he had absorbed a lot of elixirs, the effects of the elixirs did not seem to have any effect.

It was like a bottle that could only hold one jin of water, but now that Meng xiaotian had to drink two jin of water, not only was the bottle unable to take it in, even taking out the overflowing water would be a waste. Thus, Meng xiaotian's body cultivation had temporarily stopped.

Initially, he had wanted to seek an opportunity and wait for a chance in the future to enhance his physical body. However, he hadn't thought that an opportunity would come so suddenly and so quickly!

However, Meng xiaotian did not act rashly. Although the blood qi here was of great help to his physical body, it contained a murderous aura, and was his greatest enemy. It would be fine if he breathed in and out, but if he used it to refine his body, Meng xiaotian would not dare to do so.

Although it was a clone, Meng xiaotian was not confident that he could control it.

In reality, from the moment Meng xiaotian chose to refine his body, it was unavoidable for his body to have a ferocious aura. It was like a giant ancient beast going berserk, and it even contained the killing intent of the Meng xiaotian.

However, there were still too few killings in Meng xiaotian, so there was no killing intent. Otherwise, with just the killing intent, he could completely ignore the killing intent.

Cultivators are hard to avoid killing. Whether it is killing for treasures or for revenge, as long as you kill someone, they are more or less filled with killing intent. Or rather, from their own heart, there is a sliver of killing intent.

When a person kills too many people, these murderous auras could be turned into something even more powerful than killing auras. This sort of thing was called infernal energy!

It was just like in his previous life, a murderer had a terrifying momentum that could not help but cause people to feel fear. If a soldier who had truly been on the battlefield showed his murderous intent, then that person would be terrified.

As for baleful qi, it was formed from countless amounts of killing intent. It was a qualitative change.

The baleful aura was a type of attack that could be transformed into an attack method. Cultivators with baleful auras were all people with monstrous killing intent.

As for the Meng xiaotian, it was slowly advancing towards the direction of the baleful aura …

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