Just as Chen Rui slowly landed on the ground, five embarrassed figures were thrown over not far away.

Four of the five people died and one seriously injured.

Following closely behind was a meteor with a slightly pale face, and the green light surging around him was surging with sword energy.

Sure enough, the remaining five people were no longer matches of the Meteor.

"It's still solved it." Chen Rui looked at the meteor in surprise.

The strongest of this group of nine people should be Wu Face. Hu Kun and Leng Lingqi are just middle-level people, because they are only in the middle stage of gathering spirits.

Meteor's cultivation level has broken through to the middle stage of gathering spirits in recent years, but she can quickly solve the four middle stages of gathering spirits in the late stage of gathering spirits, which is really terrifying.

When he was in a different place, Chen Rui did not dare to say that he had a chance to win.

"Wow!"

Chen Rui spit out a mouthful of blood, and the internal injuries that had been suppressed by him finally began to explode after winning, and his whole body shaking.

He sat slowly on the ground with some trembling eyes, raised his eyes and looked at the faceless in the distance.

"The power of that bone sword is indeed extraordinary. As long as I get two more swords, I will not be able to hold on. This fighting method is too dangerous, so I should pay attention next time."

Chen Rui took out some healing pills from the storage bag and swallowed them, and made some spirit stones out, and began to breathe.

Two hours later, the old priest also walked from a distance tremblingly, holding a black book in his hand, and his eyes swept around the altar.

"You...you defeated them all?" The old priest's voice was a little incredible and even more excited.

"Senior, we have already avenged the tribe's great revenge." Chen Rui opened his eyes, looked at the old priest, and said calmly.

The old priest trembled all over and actually knelt down with a plop, and he burst into tears and burst into tears.

"I will never thank you for your kindness!"

Chen Rui sighed and said, "Senior, there is no need to do this? Helping friends is a matter of course, and I have grudges with these people."

The old priest still did not get up, but just said slowly: "I have another unhappy request."

"Please say it."

The old priest pondered for a moment before saying, "Now the only people living in the Heita Tribe are the old husband and the crazy lion. I am old and have experienced several twists and turns in recent years. Now my life is approaching, and the only one who is uneasy is the crazy lion."

"I beg my little brother to let the mad lion follow you!"

After the old priest said that, he bowed again.

Chen Rui frowned and thought for a long time before he slowly said, "Okay, I agree to this."

"Thank you little brother Gao Yi!" After bowing again, the old priest slowly stood up and turned around and left.

The old back seemed even more bleak and sad...

After more than two hours of simple healing, Chen Rui's internal injuries have recovered a little, at least it has little impact on his actions.

It was at this moment that Leng Lingqi's frozen limbs suddenly thawed.

Blood only surged out in an instant, and screams came out of his mouth.

Because his cultivation was sealed, he could only watch his blood flowing down drop by drop.

The shrill screams gradually became smaller, and the expression on his face slowly freezes.

It was a hideous, angry and desperate face, with wide eyes not closing it even though it was dead.

Chen Rui glanced at him and said coldly: "This way of death is really ugly."

He slowly walked to Hukun again, and saw him constantly taking out the pills in the small space sealed by the prohibition, trying to prevent the blood from flowing out over and over again.

But none of this seemed to have any effect, because Chen Rui injected a sword energy into his body when he shaved his limbs into bones.

If the sword energy is present, he will not be able to meditate with peace of mind. It is unlikely that he will completely stop the blood sprayed on his limbs.

Although it cannot be completely stopped, it can slow down the blood overflow...

This process is extremely painful, just to extend life a little.

Finally, he gave up his resistance and roared at Chen Rui shrillly: "You... you are not a human, you are an evil ghost from hell! If you have the ability, please give me some fun!"

Chen Rui sneered and said, "You who kill people like numb will say such childish words. Wait for death with peace of mind. If you have the courage to explode your dantian, or cover yourself with the spirit of the sky, you can do whatever you want..."

Chen Rui spread his hands and then ignored him.

As for the monk who was tied up by the immortal rope and could not move, Chen Rui walked forward without saying nonsense. Amid the man begging for mercy with fear, his sword fell.

The head flew up, blood sprayed, and his body slowly fell to the ground.

He looked fear and unwilling to accept his face, and he was so angry.

Chen Rui made a move with one hand and tied the immortal rope back into his sleeve.

In this way, only one late-stage spiritual gathering monk who was severely injured by a meteor was left.

He wanted to wait for an opportunity to escape, but the meteor kept guarding him and he had no chance.

Chen Rui walked up to him and said coldly: "You have two ways to die. First, just like Leng Lingqi, you will die in pain. Second, you will die without any pain at all."

The man trembled all over, his face turned pale, and his lips were trembling as he spoke.

"I...I will choose the second way!"

Knowing that he would die, he still mustered up the courage to speak out his choice.

"Okay, I have a few questions to ask you before you die, and I hope you can solve my doubts."

The man slowly closed his eyes. After a long time, when he opened his eyes, he took a deep breath and said, "You ask, I am already a dead person anyway, and there is nothing to say."

Chen Rui's eyes flashed with a bright light and he asked, "This so-called trip to the ruins should be a conspiracy of the Long family. I'm right."

The man suddenly looked shocked and murmured: "You...how did you know?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Meister's face moved and he looked at Chen Rui in surprise.

Chen Rui smiled and said, "Analysis! At first I just thought it was a bit strange. If it was a ruin containing treasures, why didn't the Long family enter by themselves? At that time, my thought was that maybe they thought that there might be too many casualties and injuries that could occur when entering by themselves, and the cost was too high."

"After contact with the people of the Black Tower tribe and the secrets I learned from the old priests, I am now without any crisis. The natives here are just a group of gentle spirit-eating people. With the power of the Long family, it is impossible to lose too much."

"Besides, this world can be said to be desolate. Judging from the richness of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it is impossible to nurture the strange things of heaven and earth on the material list. However, the spiritual source they need is real."

"So I denied my original idea, but I couldn't figure it out for a moment. Until I met the faceless trio, I met you! You killed someone and took blood, and the spirit-eating person still wanted to get blood! And you will actually cooperate with the spirit-eating person..."

Chen Rui paused and continued to say calmly: "A normal monk would not do this at all. When everyone gathered in the guest room of the Long Family, the spirit-eating man who sneaked into the monk was faceless. Therefore, I concluded that he and you still have a close relationship with the Long Family."

"What the Long family really needs is a large amount of blood. Whether it is a monk or a spirit devourer, he wants it, and of course there is a spiritual source. And you are the blood collectors!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!