"The effect is really good." Zhao Xing looked at Wu Mei's miserable condition and couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.

At the end of October, he went to Lao Chen's house and saw a new plant in the pear orchard - [Firecracker]

At that time, only the third level was seen in the pear garden.

That's because in the south, the upper limit of the growth of firecrackers will be lower. As the saying goes, if oranges grow in Huainan, they will become oranges, and if oranges grow in Huaibei, they will become oranges.

In fact, [Firecrackers] can generally grow to five levels.

It has very high requirements for the earth veins, and it must be a ‘fire earth vein’.

After the firecracker grows to the fifth level, its bamboo joints contain extremely violent fire power.

The color of the surface of the bamboo also ranges from green to red. After going through the 'greening' process, it can easily explode after sensing the condensed energy.

Although Long Xiao came alone, he brought one hundred fifth-level firecrackers from the Shenwei Army to Chen Shijie.

Chen Shijie also planted a lot of young bamboos himself.

At that time, Zhao Xing asked for a small number of seedlings and tried to plant them himself.

However, Lao Chen felt that it was too dangerous for him to grow his own, so he only gave him one plant to try.

What will be prepared later in this house are the finished products after repeated planting, which are the third level of top quality.

However, at Zhao Xing's strong request, Chen Shijie still gave him a [Fifth Level Firecracker].

After being cut into ten bamboo sections, Zhao Xing buried it around the fence.

It was one of the sections that Wu Mei stepped on.

"If he wasn't killed directly by the explosion, his body should have reached level eight." Zhao Xing stared at Wu Mei.

There is a standard for the natural explosion of fifth-level firecrackers, which is the external pressure and the strength of the energy.

If it is low-grade, or only ninth-grade, it may not be able to detonate.

Once the concentration of vitality contained in the body reaches the eighth level, the power of fire inside it will be ignited, as if it finds a vent, and when it explodes, it will also ignite the ball of vitality.

Therefore, the flesh and blood of Wu Mei's legs are now difficult to heal.

And the more you use your vitality to repair your body, the more serious your injuries will become.

Zhao Xing could also take the initiative to detonate the remaining firecrackers. Although he did not use the underground palace method, [Ksitigarbha Guiyuan] enveloped the surrounding earth.

Now there is a minefield around the fence courtyard!

"Pfft~" Wu Mei pulled out the knife and cut off the flesh and blood from the bones, while also peeling off the bamboo pieces embedded in them.

After discovering that the healing effect was poor, she decisively chose the most direct method.

Time is life at this moment.

"Ah~" The pain made her miserable. Can she cut her own flesh and scrape her bones without pain?

"You little bastard! How dare you cheat on me..." Wu Mei's eyes were full of resentment.

"Do you have anything valuable on you?" Zhao Xing's voice came on the wind. "Do you have any magic weapons such as the Boundary Breaking Needle, Xuantian Mirror, or Soul Protector Clothes?"

Hearing this, Wu Mei was stunned again, forgetting the pain for a moment, and subconsciously answered: "No, how did you know..."

"Didn't bring it?"

"Then what do you do with your life?"

Huh~ Zhao Xing's voice came with the cold wind, which seemed a bit cold. While Wu Mei was cutting the meat and scraping the bones, the cold wind blew towards her body.

The sinister wind seemed to penetrate into Wu Mei's body from every pore, and the wind seemed to blow directly into her soul.

"Hiss~"

Wu Mei shuddered, and her whole body couldn't help but tremble.

This kind of coldness in her soul caused her to force her body to retreat before she could get rid of the sequelae caused by the firecrackers, and a ball of fiery red blood emerged from her body.

The blood evil protects the body, resisting the erosion of the evil wind.

"Pap~"

A drop of rain fell on Wu Mei's forehead.

"Rain, is it raining?"

Wu Mei raised her head, her scarlet and enchanting eyes looking up.

I didn't know when a dark cloud appeared above my head. The blackness of this dark cloud completely blended into the night.

When did he succeed?

Why does this cloud form a black vortex?

This is……

"Pah, pah~"

The cold raindrops interrupted Wu Mei's thoughts.

Cold, too cold.

If the cold wind is the coldness of the soul, then the ice rain at this time is the coldness of the body.

Wu Mei was originally able to exert her eighth-level strength. Whether it was physical strength or spells, she was comparable to Da Zhou's eighth-level strength.

But now, she finds that she is as fragile as an official! And she is still getting weaker!

"Xuan Tian Blood Fiend! Blood Spirit Protects the Body!"

"The god seizes my soul and possesses my true body!"

The blood evil in Wu Mei's body was vomiting. While resisting the cold wind and icy rain, a layer of crimson and fine blood began to emerge from her body.

The blood flowed and swept through her skin and flesh, as if something was about to break out of her body.

"Transformed? Have you changed?"

Zhao Xing spread out his five fingers, and thunder wrapped around his fingertips. Soon a palm made of thunder was formed, which was quickly imprinted on the blood demon on Wu Mei's body.

"Boom~"

A layer of the blood demon was torn open, revealing Wu Mei's bloody muscles.

"puff!"

The purple palm curled its fingers and quickly poked Wu Mei's abdomen.

The speed at which the blood evil spread suddenly stopped, as if the rotating gears were stuck.

"Boom~"

Thunder's palm changed direction and clapped again, again blasting away the body-protecting blood demon, then curling his palm and extending his fingers.

Poke at six locations on Wu Mei's body.

"Shenting, Shenque, Shinto, Guanyuan, Shimen, Yinjiao... Where is the other position?"

"Forget it, just poke the remaining one."

Zhao Xing can't remember clearly, but these six key positions are enough to interrupt the opponent's transformation.

"You..." Wu Mei's face showed horror.

When she saw that the situation was not good, she immediately unleashed all her strength and used Xuantian Sect's secret method to try her best.

But Zhao Xing's thunder palm interrupted her spellcasting.

After all, I am the Xuantian Sect, and he is the Xuantian Sect?

How come he knows so well?

Wu Mei didn't understand, but was shocked.

"Stop poking, please don't poke..." Wu Mei's voice was filled with tears.

"I shouldn't die here, I should take you back... Stop poking."

"You come with me. You will definitely gain attention in Xuantian Sect. I didn't want to kill you, I just wanted to take you away... Don't poke me."

Wu Mei begged.

The blood evil on her body was as thin as cicada wings, and the possession of the blood spirit was completely interrupted.

I have been lurking for more than ten years just for this operation.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be in vain, the mission could not be completed, and people are still here.

Not willing to give in, she really was not willing to give in.

Unlike other members of Xuantian Cult, some people are willing to die because their time is approaching, while others have been manipulated and brainwashed and have lost their self-awareness.

But Wu Mei, consciousness is completely autonomous.

She also has a strong desire to survive.

"You come with me, you come with me..." Wu Mei raised her hand, and a needle burst out of her flesh and blood.
To be continued...