"Life fluid...it's so good Zhao Feng, I don't even know how to thank you."

The deputy leader was so excited that he was almost incoherent.

Obviously, life fluid is too important to the deputy leader or the Iron-Blooded Cult.

"Teacher, this drop of life fluid should be used to repay the kindness of the leader."

Zhao Feng's eyes flashed, slightly tentative.

He had long suspected that the mysterious red-haired old man he saw earlier should be the orthodox leader of the Iron-Blooded Religion.

Tie Mo smiled knowingly: "Zhao Feng, you are right, the person you met that day is the leader of the Iron Blood Sect."

Finished talking.

Tie Mo no longer hesitated and took Zhao Feng into the underground chamber deep in the hall.

This is Zhao Feng's second visit to this secret palace.

In the palace, an old man with thick eyebrows and red hair lay on a purple gold bed.

The red-haired old man's skin is withered all over his body, and he can hardly feel a trace of life energy. He is in a state of "suspended death"

"Brother Hong, I'm here."

Tie Mo looked happy and quickly came to the bed.

The red-haired old man slowly opened his eyes and said in a slightly weak voice: "The current state cannot last for long. If there is nothing urgent, don't disturb me."

The moment the red-haired old man opened his eyes, Zhao Feng felt a profound and boundless spiritual aura.

"Brother Hong, look what this is."

Tie Mo laughed loudly and raised his hand slightly.

The red-haired old man took a closer look, and an astonishing light burst out from his dark eyes, and he blurted out: "Life fluid"

This moment.

The aura of the red-haired old man emanated, a vast invisible spiritual pressure, which seemed to penetrate the vitality of heaven and earth, faintly resonating with this space.

Zhao Feng felt a sense of dullness and depression. Ever since he returned to Qinghua Continent, almost no one could bring him such pressure.

The only people who can bring similar pressure to him are Lu Tianyi and the Skeleton Hall Master who activates the secret state.

However.

Even these two people's background seems to be incomparable to that of the red-haired old man.

While Zhao Feng was stunned, the red-haired old man had already taken the "Life Liquid".

In the next scene, the red-haired old man's shriveled skin, pale and colorless face, and weak aura were all rapidly changing.

That feeling is like a twilight old man who suddenly comes back to his senses, and it's not a short-term "return to light", but a real improvement.

"As expected of the legendary life-extending holy fluid, the original injuries in my body have recovered by 30% to 40%.

A trace of red light gradually appeared on the red-haired old man's face, and he was filled with ecstasy.

As a result, the spiritual aura exuding from his body became more and more terrifying, enough to make the general God feel frightened and could only look up.

Uh-huh

Suddenly, in the sky above the entire Iron-Blooded Sect's main rudder, the vitality of the heaven and earth roared, like a tide overwhelming the sky and the earth.

The red-haired old man is like a dry sea, absorbing vast vitality with every breath and becoming the center of the vortex of heaven and earth's vitality.

That powerful aura commands the vitality from all directions and dominates the world

"Could this state be..."

Zhao Feng felt a sense of insignificance in front of that boundless momentum that was like a "sea of ​​vitality".

God-level powerful men who can "respond" to the vitality of heaven and earth on a small scale stand at the top of pyramids across the continent.

And the realm of this red-haired old man is at a higher level. He seems to be relying on the heaven and the earth, becoming the center of the vortex of the vast heaven and earth's vitality.

He didn't need to respond deliberately. The boundless vitality of heaven and earth was like a river pouring into the sea, and was directly absorbed by him in almost endless amounts.
Chapter completed!