Chapter 408: Inside and Outside the Tao

  "Foolish!" Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but curse loudly, although he wanted to retreat, he couldn't abandon the few people and leave them unattended. He stayed in place, took a deep breath, and a surge of orange-yellow spiritual energy rose up, his entire body moved, and he charged forward.

  There are many people who like to fight, but he has never seen anyone who can't stop fighting after a single punch and rushes up to fight with all his might despite being exhausted? Does he think he's invincible? Zhuo Yifan felt speechless towards Leishi, hoping that this was true bravery rather than just saintly behavior. Otherwise, it would be very troublesome if they even saved their enemies in the future.

  The strength of the Violet Emperor and the White Bone Demon Dragon is on a different level, and in terms of the stealth effect of the demon ghost-type spirit beast, it's an even more troublesome and sinister enemy than the White Bone Demon Dragon. The strength is fundamentally unbalanced.

  Even Zhuo Yifan, who was in the middle of the Three Mysteries Realm, felt a strong sense of crisis, let alone these five weak women.

  At this moment, Zhuo Yifan's mind was in a mess, his rhythm disrupted by the foolish actions of these five women. If he had followed his plan, perhaps he could have minimized the casualties to the smallest extent, or even no one would have been injured.

  But now the situation is no longer under his control.

  "Swallow it!" Zhuo Yifan made a desperate move, flicking his finger, and a Qi Therapy Pill shot towards Leishi.

  Leishi was overjoyed, leapt into the air and held the dan medicine in his mouth, laughing loudly, "I knew you were a divine teammate! You wouldn't abandon us!"

  "Hmph..." Zhuo Yifan heard Leishi's words and sneered in his heart. Who said he didn't want to leave? He was now eager to escape. But, he couldn't.

  "Kill!"

  Qì therapy pills are not Lingdan, can't replenish spiritual power in a short time, but also made Zhuo Yifan and Leishi's external injuries heal, and slowed down two breaths.

  At this moment, Guan Yue saw the bloodstains on her body, which had already lost all color. The fear of fighting against Zi Miao Huang only gradually emerged at this moment. She felt a deep-seated terror that penetrated into her bones.

  Yes! People can't come back to life, what's the point of being obsessed? How foolish! She also regretted it a bit, because her momentary impulse had dragged Leishi and Zhuoyifan into this mess, hadn't she become a huge sinner?

  But she was still a little moved, at least these two men did not abandon themselves as cannon fodder and escape. In the bloody prison, such people were really rare.

  "Go away! Don't bother me anymore!" Kanetsuki's eyes turned bloodshot, she felt a strong sense of menace approaching her body, but she still ran forward and blocked everyone in front.

  "Bang!" A sudden sound, a hand shot down towards her chest, the sonic protective shield collapsed instantly, and her body was violently knocked flying out, blood arcing out of her mouth.

  "Roar! ——"

  The smell of blood caused Zixuan Huang to let out a hoarse and sharp roar, excitedly extending his hand to grab Guan Yue.

  "Damn it!" Zhuo Yifan was greatly shocked, his breath almost unable to catch up, the cold sword intent rolled out with anger, and in this instant, all that was left in his mind was Guan Yue's shadow. He made up his mind, he couldn't let anyone die!

  "Run!" Yueliang howled.

  "What nonsense! Focus your spirit! Concentrate the attack! We can't afford to mess up our formation, or we'll be killed one by one by this monster and end up with no place to bury our bodies!"

  Zhuo Yifan swung the Cold Calamity Sword in front of him, and the icy blue hilt emitted a chill that was over a meter long, causing the creature's tentacles to freeze and retract. A burst of disgusting purple blood splattered out.

  "Damn beast, thick-skinned!" This blow shook Zuo Yifan's tiger mouth numb, and fresh blood flowed down his palm.

  "Gggg" The Purple Emperor's furious roar rose! More than sixty tentacles all over his body were all launched at this moment, flying to pounce on the seven people in front of him.

  "I'm telling you! I'll chop you up!" At this time, Leishi had already quietly moved to the back of the purple demon king and swung his knife, but missed.

  Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! —— And these tentacles are like shells, shooting over, with sharp hooks flashing in the invisible, about to suck the fresh blood of the crowd!

  "Be careful!" Leishi shouted loudly, gathering powerful strength in his foot and suddenly accelerating, with a swift movement, he swung the slash-soul knife from behind to block the attack, hastily raising the back of the knife.

  Boom! Boom! Boom... Bang!

  The huge blade temporarily held back several tentacles, but still couldn't withstand the violent force of the Violet Emperor. The Slaying Demon Blade was shaken off in an instant, and Yue Shi also spat out blood due to the powerful impact.

  "Pffft!"

  "How are you? Are you okay?" Seeing the fresh blood gushing out of Leishi's mouth like a fountain, Zhuo Yifan was shocked and lost his color.

  "Hmph! If my divine teammate hasn't fallen, how could I?!" Yue Shi smiled bleakly, wiping away the blood from his mouth corner, and continued to charge forward with his knife as if nothing had happened. It has to be said that his fervor also moved Zhuo Yifan deeply.

  As they spoke, Zhuo Yifan rushed forward again, single-handedly blocking several fierce attacks. At this moment, he had already acknowledged Leishi as a person. Although he was a hot-blooded fool who couldn't stop once he got started, he was also a true romantic and not a bad teammate!

  Zhuo Yifan only looks at actions when doing things, and does as he pleases. He thinks that people who are worth befriending, even if they have a notorious reputation, are willing to share wine and joy together. Moreover, he has been through several life-and-death experiences with Leishi. The friendship established in these short few days is more precious to Zhuo Yifan than those so-called brothers and friends in the secular world.

  "Is this a shortcut for the strong, or a gate of death?"

  As the blades clashed, murmurs rose again in everyone's hearts. The defensive line they had built together also retreated step by step as their physical strength waned. Leishi and Zhuoyifan, the two men, charged forward, seeking opportunities to kill Ziwei Huang, while being knocked flying, enduring intense pain, crawling up, and continuing to charge...

  The two people's personalities are very similar, especially at this critical moment of life and death. Neither of them is willing to concede defeat or bow their heads to their own fate! They haven't even understood the Blood Prison yet, but they're already dead. What a joke?

  "I'm going to kill you! You beast, go die!" Leishi's eyes turned completely red with rage, and he let out a loud roar. A surge of superhuman power burst forth from his body, causing the crimson lightning on his Zhanxiao blade to swirl rapidly as it slashed through the air in a diagonal motion.

  Bang! --- At the same moment, he also suffered a fierce impact from the touch of his hand, and his body was knocked out like a broken kite.

  "Be careful!" Seeing Le Shi, he was about to crash into a big tree. Zhuo Yifan's face was also flushed red, and he swallowed the blood that surged up in his mouth, rushing over to tightly hug Le Shi.

  Before the two could catch their breath, the Purple Emperor in the void let out a shocking roar after being struck by lightning. Several tentacles pierced through the sky towards Feng Yue and Zhang Ying, but the two didn't react at all!

  "Feng Yue! Zhang Ying!" The frantic cry almost shattered the air!

  When you feel that coolness and severe pain coming from your forehead, it's too late.

  "Ah! ——"

  A blood-curdling scream echoed again, and two people were seen lying on the ground with their heads pierced by an invisible force, leaving a copper coin-sized circular hole in their foreheads. Red blood and white plasma flowed together, as fresh blood was being savagely sucked out through the wound.

  In the blink of an eye, Zi Miao Huang had taken two more lives.

  Guanyue's heart skipped a beat and she was stunned!

  She saw with her own eyes that her two good sisters had become two shriveled corpses, their internal organs even having been strangled into a pulp.

  Including Zhuo Yifan, everyone was stunned and dared not believe what they saw. As fellow prisoners of the Blood Prison, was it the judgment of fate or just ruthlessness?

  At this moment, many people are disheartened and confused, their minds buzzing with chaotic thoughts, unsure of what to do.

  Whoosh!

  An arrow suddenly tore through the sky, drawing out a piercing sound, like a meteor, more like hope in darkness, leaving a glimmer of light in the pitch-black eyes of the crowd. Containing a deep and ancient pressure that reaches the soul, unlike ordinary intimidation.

  This is the "Blood Prison Record" that once recorded a strange oppressive force, called spiritual pressure. It's exactly what Zhuo Yifan feels now. Spiritual pressure refers to the pressure of the soul!

  In Zhuo Yifan's cognition, he was very clear that the girl's move was not an ordinary spiritual technique, but a soul technique! A power that could harm the soul.

  "Ka!" The arrow suddenly stopped in mid-air, inserting itself into the meatball of Zi Miao Huang, bursting out a thick, stinky liquid that flowed down from mid-air.

  "Roar!......"

  Zi Mei Huang let out a painful roar, his body disappearing and reappearing in an instant as he turned around, only to see a ghostly figure fleeing in disarray.

  "What is this?"

  Everyone was shocked and looked in the direction from which the fireball had shot out.

  In the nearby woods, a young woman of about thirteen or fourteen years old was standing and walking towards them.

  Her lips were red and bright, her eyes were clear and sparkling, her face was as beautiful as a flower, and her complexion was as radiant as the spring sun. A pair of snow-white, straight legs, like jade, appeared under the naturally flowing leopard-print skirt, and the animal skin bra wrapped around her full breasts.

  At a young age, fully developed. Transcending the mundane yet still untamed, it's hard to find someone with such a temperament across the entire continent of Kalan.

  This young woman, not very old in years, is simply like an immortal, born with a temperament that rises above the mundane and remains unsoiled. She is as pure and clean as ice and jade, charming and moving, just like a white snow lotus, fresh and unconventional. She is exactly like a free spirit flying freely in the forest.

  Which young lady from a prestigious family is she? This temperament...is too extraordinary!

  The beautiful girl looked at the crowd, tied her black hair back, and her lively eyes sparkled. She blinked at the two men and three women in front of her and asked: "Judging from your attire, are you outsiders who have just entered the Blood Prison?"