Chapter 38 Master and Disciple

The mist that flowed like blood enveloped everything in the world. Looking around, Qin Yi and the big dog could only see a large area of ​​scarlet, nothing else.

The big dog hurriedly climbed onto Qin Yi's shoulder, feeling Qin Yi's active and restless blood, and his heart was slightly calmed down, and he felt less nervous.

But soon, he was shrouded in the blood mist and could not feel at ease.

Because he found that these strange mists seemed to have life, and were constantly drilling into his body through the tiny pores on the surface of his body, eroding his vitality, connecting his blood and blood, and converting them into new mist.

"Woof! This mist will actively corrode living things. If it is not a martial artist, I am afraid it will not last a day!"

The big dog gathered his mind and used some kind of skill to lock his blood in his body to prevent the blood from flowing out.

After reaching the martial artist level, the warrior can control the flow of blood in the body, and even release blood and blood to invade the enemy's body.

Liu Ye from the previous Alien God Society had injected blood and qi into Qin Yi's body while beating him.

Although Da Gou had not yet reached the martial arts realm, he had followed the Supreme One after all, so it was normal for him to know a few techniques to control blood and qi in advance.

However...

Qin Yi was not so relaxed. Da Gou's techniques were specifically for dogs and could not be passed on to Qin Yi!

Not every technique can be used by multiple races like "Dog Talk".

"Your brother is definitely dead. He has not yet reached the martial arts realm. How could he survive in the blood mist for ten days or half a month?"

"Don't go in to look for him. While we are still on the edge, turn back as soon as possible and run away!"

Da Gou was still as familiar as before. If he could stay away from danger, he would definitely be the first to remind Qin Yi.

However, he had already come here, how could he turn back without caring about anything?

"I said, I want to see the person alive or the body dead." Qin Yi held the sensing talisman tightly, without any intention of retreating.

"If you can't hold on, you can go first, and you don't have to follow me deeper."

He could feel his blood and qi slowly draining away, and it was an unstoppable drain. At this rate, in about two days, he would become weak due to the exhaustion of blood and qi, and eventually die of exhaustion.

But.

This negative effect of continuous damage to the body could not kill Qin Yi at all.

He was only afraid of being killed instantly. For an extreme environment that could not kill him instantly, it was a good environment. For him, there were only benefits and no harm!

It can evolve again!

Qin Yi sensed the vague direction from the rune in his hand, took a step, and began to go deeper into the blood mist desert.

On his shoulder, the big dog did not leave Qin Yi. As a dog proficient in the way of hiding, he naturally knew that it was safest to follow Qin Yi.

Even if he followed Qin Yi into the blood mist desert, it would be safer than leaving alone!

No dog understands the value of the word [Xianzhong] better than him.

Although the blood mist reduced visibility, fortunately there was no obstacle in the desert. Qin Yi was able to walk to his destination unimpeded according to the guidance of the induction symbol.

"If you are in the blood mist, if you exercise vigorously, it seems that the blood will flow much faster."

Qin Yi felt the changes in himself and reminded the big dog.

While reminding, he accelerated and suddenly ran with big strides.

Big dog: ? ? ?

Didn't you say that you can't exercise vigorously? What are you doing?

He couldn't understand Qin Yi's operation. As an eighth-level warrior, running so vigorously in the blood mist, the speed of blood loss is just like opening the floodgates!

Are you going to die?

...

...

Two flowers bloom, each showing its own beauty.

Just as a man and a dog slowly went deeper into the blood mist desert.

A hundred meters above Qin Yi's head, two figures, one large and one small, suddenly appeared in the thick blood mist.

One of them was wearing a white sportswear, with a calm expression and squinting eyes, looking like a good old man.

Beside him stood a respectful girl with a ponytail, looking heroic.

"Master, aren't we going to save the young man in front?"

The girl was only sixteen years old, but her blood and qi had exceeded 300 calories, and she had entered the realm of low-level martial artists, which could be called a natural talent.

However, martial artists could not walk in the air, and the girl was able to fly in the sky with the power of her master.

Walking in the air by oneself is a symbol of a grandmaster!

That's right, the middle-aged man beside her was a grandmaster named Jiang Tianfang. He was entrusted by the Yuhang Administrative Office to come here to investigate the blood mist and beast tide problems in Xuantian Secret Realm.

The danger level of Xuantian Secret Realm was not high, but the blood mist that appeared these days was far more difficult than that of a D-level secret realm, so it attracted the attention of the official, and a grandmaster was sent to investigate.

"No hurry, no hurry. He clearly knew the danger of the blood mist, but he dared to go deep into the blood mist at the level of an eighth-level warrior. He is young and full of vigor. He should suffer a little and learn his lesson." Jiang Tianfang put his hands behind his back and smiled gently.

The girl next to him sighed secretly when she saw her master pretending to be profound.

Her master was just like this. He liked to pretend to be a master and often showed up to instruct strangers, especially strange geniuses.

Of course, as a grandmaster in his thirties, Jiang Tianfang was indeed worthy of the word "master".

And the young man not far away was indeed determined to take risks, so if he suffered a little and then saved him, no one could say that his master did something wrong.

The master and his apprentice followed Qin Yi and the big dog slowly forward. Suddenly, the apprentice Qiu Yihan said "Huh", and a trace of doubt flashed across his pretty face.

"Master, look, why did the young man suddenly run? He couldn't have known that intense exercise would accelerate the loss of blood and qi, right?"

Jiang Tianfang frowned. Even though he was experienced, he was confused at this moment.

The young man couldn't have been unaware that his blood and qi were being pulled out of his body by the blood mist, so how could he take the initiative to move?

Isn't this suicide?

"Could it be... he has a blood-locking technique?" Qiu Yihan guessed.

"Absolutely not, I can see his blood and qi flowing away." In Jiang Tianfang's eyes, Qin Yi's blood and qi were like a deflated balloon, leaking out crazily.

This doesn't look like a blood-locking technique at all.

"Maybe he has some special way to save his life, but you can't see it." Qiu Yihan glanced at his master with a teasing tone.

"Heh, if he has a way to save his life, how can I not see it? What a joke!" Jiang Tianfang obviously didn't want to lose face in front of the female disciple.

"If he keeps bleeding like this, and I don't save him, he will definitely run out of blood and turn into a mummy!"

"He will definitely die!"

Jiang Tianfang was extremely confident.

"Watch carefully, within an hour, he will have no strength left and will lie on the ground waiting to die!"

Qiu Yihan looked at the serious face of the master, shrugged, and didn't refute again.

In fact, in her opinion, Qin Yi really couldn't hold on for an hour.

However, in their eyes, the dying young man seemed to be indifferent to his "suicidal" behavior, and even disliked running for bleeding fast enough, and actually started to punch while running!

In the blood mist, he was seen urging the blood in his whole body, practicing the Seven Injury Crazy Fist crazily, and the blood mist was constantly rippling!

The master and the disciple looked at each other and were stunned at the vigorous punch.

They have seen people who don't care about their lives, but they have never seen anyone who thinks he can't die quickly enough!