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The strong gale howled through the air.

The world was dyed red, while the white robes was stained with the blood of heroes. A hundred thousand swords had been slaughtered, and a hell-like purgatory was everywhere …

A grim-faced man whose entire body looked as if it had been cast in a sea of blood stood in front of the corpses of the women of the Moon Fairy, Moon Spirit Xin, Eastfall Tong, Shen Ying Ying, and Lin Wanqiu … Meng xiaotian blurred his consciousness...

Kill!

It was as if there was only one sound in this world, as if it was the beginning of slaughter, and also the end of slaughter ….

"Kill!" Meng xiaotian suddenly roared and sat up.

As he gasped for breath, the Meng xiaotian realized that just now, he had only been dreaming.

Sensing the sweat soaked clothes on his body and the bloodstains from before, Meng xiaotian's face turned cold.

"Why would I have such a dream?" The Meng xiaotian frowned, logically speaking, cultivators almost never went to sleep, it was normal for them to stay awake for a few hundred years.

If it wasn't for the fact that the Meng xiaotian killed thousands of cultivators this time, he wouldn't be this tired. He would have already been exhausted after fighting with a mid stage Soul Formation cultivator who was about to reach the late stage of Soul Formation.

Even when flying here just now, he had been swaying and had to hide his own figure.

"Phew …"

Taking a deep breath, Meng xiaotian sat cross-legged and meditated.

The sleep just now had allowed him to recover about thirty percent of his spirit energy, which surprised Meng xiaotian.

One had to know that even with his normal recovery rate of Spiritual Energy, he wouldn't be able to reach such a fast speed!

What's more, he had the unique and perfect spiritual energy from the legends. It was not just a little, but his whole body was filled with it, endless and limitless.

One must know that the perfect spirit energy that the Meng xiaotian possessed was a divine treasure that all alchemists in the world dreamed of. As long as one added a trace of perfect spirit energy into the furnace when refining the pills, then the miraculous regenerative power of the perfect spirit energy would instantly raise the quality of the pills by more than several levels.

Meng xiaotian might not know of other places, but in the distant Central State, he could be certain that there was someone who still possessed perfect spirit energy.

The dao of alchemy not only required talent, but most importantly, resources that could be called limitless. In the continent, alchemists were divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Profound, Yellow.

Below yellow rank were the unranked pill refiners. These kind of apothecaries could only concoct medicinal liquids or serve as physicians.

Only Yellow rank alchemists could be called alchemists. In fact, it could be said that the resources needed for a Yellow rank alchemist were not less than the resources needed for an Aurous Core stage cultivator.

Mysterious tier Pill Refiners required so many resources that even Nascent Soul Cultivators would feel their scalps go numb. The only high-grade Mysterious rank alchemist in the Dongji sect was the Medicine Peak Master. As for the Great Elder of Medicine Peak, he was only a Medial Grade Mysterious rank.

Even though it was just a Mysterious rank mid-grade pill, one could still learn to refine Soul Formation pills. It could be said that he was an existence at the pinnacle.

If not for the secret suppression from Dongfang Wenqing, the matter of the Meng xiaotian killing the Great Elder of Medicine Peak would probably have incurred the wrath of the masses.

As for Earth rank pill refiners, there weren't any in the Eastern Extreme Earth. They were existences that only existed in the distant Central Region.

The heavenly treasures were the legendary existences. It was simply impossible to come into contact with them in the Eastern Divine Region.

This information was basically all that the Meng xiaotian knew from the Blood Pavilion. There were too many things in this world, so many that even ten thousand years of old monsters wouldn't be able to find everything.

Meng xiaotian calmed himself down and focused on recuperating from his injuries.

Time quickly passed and in the blink of an eye, a month had passed.

Everyone in the Eastern Extreme Earth, including the Wilderness, was shocked by one thing.

A portion of the savage army stationed at the border was killed, and the Soul Formation cultivators of the savage army were heavily injured as they escaped.0

And there was only one person who could accomplish such a feat — — Meng xiaotian!

In an instant, the name of the Meng xiaotian changed from an unknown name to a popular name.

In fact, in the Dongji Sect, as long as someone said that they knew the Meng xiaotian, they would be looked at with envy.

At the back mountain of the Eastern Ji Sect, Dongfang Qing, who was in the middle of meditating, opened his muddy eyes. A bright light flashed and a smile appeared on his face.

"Good boy …" "Haha …"

The Wilderness was enraged!

The army of 1,000 cultivators was killed by one person, and even the Soul Formation cultivator that was stationed there escaped with heavy injuries. This was a huge blow to the savagery.

Although thousands of cultivators and that Soul Formation cultivator weren't a big blow to the Wilderness, the damage to the morale of the Wilderness was very heavy.

Even the upper echelons of the Wilderness could clearly hear the discussions of countless people on the streets and alleys within the Wilderness. Everyone was panicking, but there was nothing they could do about it.

Immediately, the higher-ups of the Wilderness sent out an order: kill! To chase down Meng xiaotian! Whoever found the clue would be rewarded! Killing people, reward!

Countless rewards were given out. At this moment, the Wilderness had suddenly turned from a state of panic to one of greed!

There would definitely be brave men under the so-called great rewards!

Tou Chuan was such a cool, powerful Nascent Soul cultivator. As the number one of the Tou Chuan family, he had the qualifications and confidence to kill the man called Meng xiaotian.

"Humph!" What expert! That person must be exaggerating, hmph! " Tou Chuan glanced back at the capital with disdain. Just now, they had met that Soul Formation cultivator, even though he didn't look much, but from his cowardly look, even a child would be able to see through him!

As long as he killed this man called Meng xiaotian, the Barbarian Emperor would marry his coquettish and charming daughter to him. At that time … Heh heh …

Thinking about that, Tou Chuan couldn't help but laugh. He even had sleeves to wipe off the saliva at the corner of his mouth.

Bang!

Tou Chuan, whose head was full of blissful thoughts and blissful thoughts, was shaken by the sound of the voice below and felt unsteady.

"Eight!" Tou Chuan was furious, he was feeling happy at the moment, which bastard would dare to disturb him?

Tou Chuan flew down impatiently. He had already made up his mind. As long as he saw that person, he would definitely teach him an unforgettable lesson.

His eyes could not help but emit an evil and lustful luster.

Following the flickering of his figure, he arrived in front of a cave dwelling.

"Humph!"

Tou Chuan Forcing Cool faced the door and shouted loudly: "Get out! "I'll spare your life!"

A faint voice came from inside the door, "Kneel down and learn to bark. I'll give you a quick death!"

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