Amidst the blood, Ouyang Ming closed his eyes tightly, but the red light and shadow could still be seen pressing towards his eyes.
However, there was still no panic in his heart.
Putting arms outside is indeed an extremely energy-consuming practice. However, Ouyang Ming also has various special abilities that can prolong this process. However, this time he did not do so. When the weapons were consumed to the limit that ordinary mid-level spiritual beings could bear, he decisively evacuated all the flames.
The countless blood lines blocked by the arms immediately bound inward, binding him tightly.
These red threads are full of strange energy and are incredibly powerful. They can not only restrain people's actions, but also invade the sea of consciousness of living beings, reaching the very center.
Perhaps this is the real reason why Wanzu Venerable is so afraid of him.
Wisps of strange energy continuously invaded his body. Under Ouyang Ming's deliberate control, these energies were not hindered and occupied his body almost smoothly.
And within Ouyang Ming's sea of consciousness, there was actually an invasion of blood lines. After this strange energy took over his body, it naturally entered the most mysterious area of every living being.
"Haha, Brother Xueying, what a good trick." Venerable Wanzu said with a smile: "Those who can trap the fire of Tianfeng are definitely very few in the spiritual world."
Xueying smiled calmly and said: "Although this son has mastered the Fire of Heavenly Phoenix, his cultivation is shallow and he cannot release the true power of this divine fire. Otherwise, my blood line will not be able to make achievements."
Venerable Wanzu was silent for a moment and nodded slowly.
If Ouyang Ming's Heavenly Phoenix Fire could rival Feng Xiang in terms of power, how could Xueying dare to risk his own life
However, it is extremely rare to be able to achieve this level.
"Brother Xueying, how long will it take for you to be able to tell the truth?" Venerable Wanzu asked in a deep voice.
Xueying laughed dumbly and said, "What are you worried about?"
Venerable Wanzu hesitated for a moment and said: "This kid is an envoy of the Phoenix Clan after all. If he has any special abilities, he will be hard to guard against."
Xueying said proudly: "Don't worry, under my bloodline, even if the gods come, they can't escape." He paused, as if to reassure the Wanzu Venerable, and said: "I said , this is a force that can compete with the Phoenix Clan, so don’t worry.”
Venerable Wanzu gave a bitter smile and looked at the thick red cocoon in the void. Although he didn't say anything, there was a faint uneasiness in his heart.
Shaking his head, Venerable Wanzu put this worry aside.
Even though Ouyang Ming is an envoy of the Phoenix Clan, his cultivation level is too low and he cannot use the power of the Phoenix Clan to its full potential. It is only right that he cannot escape. What should he worry about
Xueying put his hands behind his back and looked ahead coldly. His spiritual thoughts communicated with countless blood lines and controlled them to enter Ouyang Ming's sea of consciousness.
However, at the next moment, a hint of doubt suddenly flashed through Xue Ying's eyes. Because he discovered that when the power of the blood line entered Ouyang Ming's sea of consciousness, the connection was suddenly cut off.
The sea of consciousness of this little mid-level spiritual person is like an endless dark black hole, which has the magical function of cutting off contact with the outside world. Once his power breaks through, he will immediately disappear without a trace.
"Brother Xueying, what's wrong?" Venerable Wanzu asked solemnly.
It pays great attention to the blood shadow, and sees any slight change in expression in its eyes.
Xueying snorted softly and said: "The Phoenix Clan envoy does have some special abilities. But it doesn't matter, I will let him understand what real power is."
Strange colors flashed in his eyes, and the blood lines accumulated in the void seemed to become thicker and larger.
So what about the Phoenix Clan envoy, Ouyang Ming is still a human being after all, and his cultivation is insufficient. As long as he has the power to compete with Tianfeng's fire, he is sure to grind Ouyang Ming to death.
In his opinion, Feng Xiang must have arranged this strange state on Ouyang Ming's body.
However, under the siege of the blood line, he could be sure that Ouyang Ming did not send any signal for help. So, at this moment, Ouyang Ming was using his own strength or the energy stored in Fengxiang's body to resist the attack of the blood line.
In this case, Xueying is absolutely sure of winning the final victory.
However, how could he have imagined that Ouyang Ming had a different scene at this moment.
In the sea of consciousness, the weapons have automatically converged, and what has been replaced is the huge head.
This head has long opened its bloody mouth that seems to be able to swallow everything. There seems to be infinite suction in its mouth. Once the red thread enters the sea of consciousness, it will be pulled by some strange force and thrown into the mouth. middle.
After receiving the blood line replenishment, the head seemed extremely happy, shaking his head constantly to express his joy.
Ouyang Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, with the devouring attribute as the center and the dragon coffin and other special energy aids, the head had indeed exploded with unimaginable power when dealing with the strange red thread.
This red thread can even compete with the Heavenly Phoenix Fire, but when faced with this head, it has no power at all.
In the eyes of the head, the red line is food, and it is the most delicious food. The more of this kind of food, the better, and it will never be satisfied.
As more food poured into the sea of consciousness, Ouyang Ming clearly felt the increase in power in his head.
In his sea of consciousness, there was originally only one most powerful energy, and that was arms. As Ouyang Ming's cultivation level increased day by day, the power of weapons also developed steadily, becoming his most important trump card.
Especially after Fengxiang's guidance, a qualitative change was achieved.
However, now as the head continues to swallow the invading red line, its power has also been enhanced.
The bloody red thread can be said to be the original energy of Blood Shadow. If it were not absolutely sure, Blood Shadow would not use this energy to launch an attack. But now, what the head has swallowed is this most quintessence of energy, so it can achieve such strong growth.
Although Xueying's ability is far inferior to Fengxiang, Fengxiang will never give his original energy to Ouyang Ming.
It was an unexpected surprise that the Phoenix Clan strongman could give Ouyang Ming some guidance. Therefore, in terms of pure contribution, Blood Shadow's improvement to the head is far greater than that of Feng Xiang.
After acquiring the blood shadow's original ability, the head's aura increased at an extraordinary speed.
When this kind of momentum reaches its extreme, it can actually compete with arms.
At this moment, even Ouyang Ming was terrified. However, this is a great thing.
A smile slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and Ouyang Ming eagerly looked forward to seeing the more weird and powerful red blood lines, the better, and the purer the better.
Just when Ouyang Ming was overjoyed, Xueying's face gradually became ugly.
Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!
This was Xueying's only mood at the moment.
He continuously sent his own original energy into Ouyang Ming's sea of consciousness. That was because his background was far deeper than Ouyang Ming's. Therefore, he believed that no matter what defense methods Feng Xiang left on this little guy, they would all be broken by his own power.
However, at this moment, he had sent almost one-third of his original power into it, but the other party's sea of consciousness was still like an unfathomable ocean. Not to mention defeating it, even the bottom line of the boundary was not even there. Wherever he goes, he knows nothing.
Is this kind of sea of consciousness really something only a mid-level spiritual person can possess
Gritting his teeth bitterly, a thought of retreat suddenly arose in Xue Ying's heart, and he immediately took action.
When he senses something is wrong, he who can immediately summon up the courage to cut off his wrist is also a brave and ruthless person.
"Bah..."
Xueying suddenly shouted loudly and retracted his wrist inward. The blood line that had been continuously released suddenly stopped and converged towards the inside.
There was a hint of surprise in Venerable Wanzu's eyes. Has Xueying successfully obtained what he wanted to know? However, looking at Xueying's rather embarrassed appearance, it doesn't seem very similar.
However, at the next moment, Venerable Wanzu's eyes suddenly widened.
Because it suddenly saw a huge strange thing emerging from Ouyang Ming's head.
It was a huge head, and the end of the head was connected to Ouyang Ming's head. He seemed to have turned into a monster with two heads.
Once the head emerged, it immediately opened a mouth that could be called a bloody mouth in the eyes of the Wanzu Venerable, and the mouth suddenly sucked into the air.
Suddenly, the red blood lines floating in the void that seemed to be everywhere gathered into a ball and continued to surge towards the big mouth.
In just a moment, all the blood lines were no longer controlled by the blood shadow, and were taken away by this big mouth.
"Pfft..."
The blood shadow spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole expression and aura slumped at this moment.
The blood lines lingering on Ouyang Ming's body had long since disappeared. He glared at Xueying and Lord Wanzu, and in a flash, he rushed into the secret realm at lightning speed.
Venerable Wanzu's expression changed drastically. Although he was extremely afraid of the sudden head, he was even more afraid of the Phoenix Clan.
No matter what, Ouyang Ming cannot be allowed to escape.
Without thinking, Venerable Wanzu moved, followed closely behind Ouyang Ming, and entered the secret realm.
At this moment, the bloodless blood figure slowly collapsed on the ground, his face was extremely pale, and he murmured a sentence repeatedly.
"Lord Demon God, Lord Demon God..."