Refining the Mountains and Rivers

Chapter 118: Overwhelmed with pride

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Cang Ming's eyes narrowed, but he didn't expect that there was only... one person in front of him! He dares to break into his camp alone, so bold, as long as this person steps into the range of the guardian of the demons, he has a hundred ways to kill him!

One step, two steps, three steps...

The black robe stopped suddenly.

Cang Ming snorted, and it was no coincidence that the other party stopped outside the guardian of the demons by an inch. This person must have a very strong soul before he could feel the fluctuations of the guardian of the demons. But what if you notice it? The unsealing of the holy furnace is imminent, and after a while, the man in black robe will retreat in embarrassment without his help.

Cang Ming is proud and conceited, but he is not stupid. Since there is a surefire way, why should there be trouble again? When he thinks of this, his eyes are full of ridicule, do you think he will rush out? ridiculous!

The black robe was silent, as if feeling helpless about the situation in front of him. The mockery in Cang Ming's eyes was even heavier, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a sneer.

At this moment, Cang Ming saw the black robe raise his hand and wave it forward gently, the wind was light and cloudless. It's just that he never saw the other hand hidden under the black robe and crushed the talisman with a little force.

On the demonic boat, Shan Wugu's eyes suddenly lit up, and the talisman in the palm of his hand gleamed.

This is the signal to do it!

Taking a deep breath, Shan Wugu clenched the talisman tightly, and said solemnly, "Release the Kraken!"

Beiguan Mo and the others shot at the same time, took out the conch and blew the sound, a violent roar suddenly sounded, and the cabin door was smashed into pieces and scattered into black demonic energy.

call out-

call out-

A ferocious figure jumped out, and in the blood-colored eyes, full of desire for destruction, rushed forward frantically. The black cloud suddenly swelled, and the tsunami-like "bang rumbling" roared low and quickly from far to near. Holy Son Cang Ming's heart contracted, and he suddenly had a bad premonition. Then, on the bloody island, countless demon cultivators widened their eyes at the same time, showing shock on their faces.

The torrent composed of hundreds of sea-monsters rushed towards the Scarlet Island frantically. The violence and destruction in their eyes made them, who were magic cultivators, pale.

"Defense!" Cang Ming's holy son only had time to let out this roar, and the guardian of the demons composed of demons was shattered by the sea monster. The summoned demon, the ability of cholera's mind, was cut off from the source of power before he could exert his power.

It's not that the guardian of the demons is not strong, it is really that facing hundreds of brainless sea-monsters, there is no room to play at all.

"Ah!" Several demon cultivators fell down in the screams, their bodies quickly shrunken, and after a few breaths, they were terrifying like mummified corpses, and all their flesh and blood was plundered.

Cang Ming was furious, his eyes locked on Qin Yu, but there was a hint of hesitation. Summoning hundreds of sea-monsters, what kind of strength is this... No, summoning hundreds of sea-monsters alone requires at least Nascent Soul level cultivation. With this kind of strength, there is no need to be so troublesome to deal with them. Heipao people have companions, and there are more than one. Only in this way can we explain the origin of hundreds of sea monsters.

Mountains are boneless!

In the Netherworld, the one who dares to oppose him is definitely him.

Looking at these sea-monsters again, their demeanor is exactly the same as that of the sea-monsters controlled by the controlled medicine. Although I can't figure out where the mountains and bones came from so many control medicines, it does not prevent Cang Ming's holy son's killing intent from skyrocketing!

The mountain has no bones, you dare to collude with outsiders, and the idea of playing the holy furnace is worthy of death.

With a roar, Cang Ming raised his hand and touched it down, the blood ring appeared out of thin air, the blood light soared and condensed into a grimacing face, and went straight to Qin Yu to swallow it. Kill this person first, then suppress Shan Wugu, the holy furnace will be unsealed soon, and no one will be allowed to destroy it.

The black robe turned around and looked at Cang Ming. The ice inside was so cold that the hairs on his back suddenly rose, and a hint of coldness poured out of his heart.

call out-

A long spear appeared, tearing the air into the air, tyrannical and tyrannical, as if everything in the world was ahead, and it would be pierced and crushed.

What a strong cultivation base!

Cang Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, and his heart was full of fighting spirit. He was able to become the Holy Son of the Demon Dao. He defeated many opponents, all of whom were powerful. In the Nascent Soul Realm, this world is so big, who can be his rival? Although this black robe is strong, it is destined to become another dead soul today.

hum—

The blood ring trembled, the blood spurted more intensely, and the grimace smiled and burst into flames, like a ghost from hell! This flame has its own filthy power. As long as it is contaminated, the magic weapon will be greatly damaged. Even, it can directly implicate the master of the magic weapon and inject the power of filth into his soul.

The long spear shot at him domineeringly. Cang Ming's eyes were cold and cruel. He really wanted to see the expression of the black robe in the next moment. Such a precious treasure is destroyed, even if his soul is strong enough to resist the invasion of the power of filth, he will feel extremely distressed. Losing the magic weapon of the long spear, this person's strength will definitely be greatly reduced, and then it will be him, when the slaughter will begin.

The eyes under the black robe are extremely calm, flat without turbulence, Jing is calm and solemn and confident, looking at the flaming face, the corner of the mouth is slightly raised at the edge of the shadow. Without warning, the sky-high spear rushed forward violently, the spear body trembled suddenly, and at the moment of grimacing in the thorn, the violent aura swept across the sky.

Cang Ming's eyes widened, this... What kind of rhythm is this... Before he could regain his senses, the spear exploded, the spear body was mixed with fragments, and the terrifying power generated by the self-explosion of the magic weapon was scorching hot like magma underground.

The angry face was instantly beaten into a sieve, and the strange laugh turned into a howl of pain. Although it was not a real body, it was also severely injured by the self-explosion of the long spear, and hurriedly fled back. Several nearby magic monks who were fighting with the Kraken were beaten into a blood gourd with screams, and they fell to the ground and quickly lost their breath.

Cang Ming groaned, his face pale and blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. The power of the blood ring is terrifying, and there are many wonderful things. At this moment, the blood ring was wounded by the self-destruction of the spear, and he immediately suffered a serious internal injury.

If the frontal fighting skills are not as good as others, that's fine, but the opponent's unreasonable way of playing cards made Cang Ming extremely depressed and angry.

He slapped his chest and spurted blood violently. The blood didn't fall, but burst out and merged directly into the blood ring. With the help of the master's blood essence, the power of the blood refining magic weapon was urged to the extreme, the surface of the blood ring was dim and bloody, and the grimace roared. Han Nu shot with an injury, its speed soared to the extreme, and it opened its big mouth to reveal its black fangs, sharp as thorns.

The self-destructing magic weapon is indeed terrifying, but can you still come up with another treasure of this rank? Dare to damage my magic weapon, this holy son wants you to die without a burial place!

At this moment, a round shield suddenly appeared, and with the injection of mana, the volume skyrocketed. Grimace came full of confidence and was about to enjoy the delicious flesh and blood, so he hit the Buckler without any preparations!

Snapped-

That voice was low and muffled with heaviness, heaviness with crispness, and sourness in it... Just listening to it makes one's scalp tingle, so sour!

Cang Ming's entire face was contorted, as if he really hit it, his mouth crooked and his eyes slanted with blood, and he was extremely embarrassed. Cang Ming swears that he has never been ashamed today, and the surprised eyes of his subordinates make him wish he could tear up all those who saw this scene.

But then, before he had time to be ruthless, he suffered a double attack from the round shield, and the grimace rolled and flew out in the terrifying loud noise, and the miserable howl was more than faint, revealing a trace of fear.

The monk on the opposite side is really scary!

Cang Ming spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his whole body was shaken, his chest was full of shock and grief. The shock was that the black robe was so arrogant and blew up two powerful magic weapons in a row. To know their quality, even if it is said to Jin Dan, it is extremely precious, and the two self-destruction losses are astonishing. The grief and anger is that the opponent plays cards completely out of common sense, and Shengsheng has made him suffer a big loss by relying on his wealth and wealth.

Heipao didn't give him more time to think, his figure flashed straight to the depths of Scarlet Island, where a large furnace stood.

He's going to snatch the Sacred Furnace!

Cang Ming's heart was shocked, even though he knew that there was a restriction left by the saint on the holy furnace, this person would never succeed, but touching the restriction of the saint would represent his failure and would definitely disappoint the saint.

Never let him touch the holy furnace!

A hint of hesitation flashed in Cang Ming's eyes, he gritted his teeth and raised his hand, a buzzing sound came from above his head. The blood ring trembled, and a texture appeared on the surface, which actually reflected a phantom of a python.

"Go to hell!"

He roared, and countless blood lights were drawn out, and the phantom of the python instantly solidified, his tongue squeaked and his tail swept across. It is more than ten feet long, the surface of the huge body is covered with thick scales, and the triangular eyes are full of cold killing intent.

This python is the spirit of the blood ring. After being hunted and killed, it is sealed in the magic way. It is not a real spiritual treasure, but there is something magical. Over the years, Cang Ming has been careful in sacrifice and refining. Every time he kills an enemy, his blood essence and soul will be swallowed by the python and accumulated and deposited in his body.

Over the years, the blood python has gradually appeared, and it has turned into a blood dragon. Once the strength has skyrocketed, it can also fight against the Nascent Soul cultivator. But now, after being summoned in advance, all this has come to nothing. After years of painstaking efforts to put it into practice, Cang Ming's hatred can be seen in his heart. The killing intent flowed in his heart, and the blood python roared and flew out at an astonishingly fast speed. It brought a blood line in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it blocked the holy furnace.

On the demonic ship, Qin Yu finally sent a signal, and hundreds of sea-monsters swarmed out, and a terrifying roar sounded in the depths of the black cloud.

The battle has begun!

Everyone was slightly relieved, because at least Qin Yu was still on their side, but in a blink of an eye it turned into anxiety again. With only him alone, even if there are hundreds of sea monsters to help, how can he break through the poison of the holy furnace, let alone enter the bloody island.

Shan Wugu was silent, raised his hand a little forward, his fingertips fell into the air, and the faint waves dispersed. Soon the waves dissipated, and the inside became clear. What appeared was the situation on the Scarlet Island. From the viewing angle and horizon, this should be the eyes of a certain monk, and what they see is also the picture he sees.

"It's the trade wind demon. Before he left, he swallowed the main altar demon." Shan Wugu said in a deep voice.

The expressions of Beiguan Demon and the others changed slightly, and they subconsciously showed fear. Obviously, they were very afraid of demons, but it could be imagined that the trade wind demons had already embraced death, and they understood a little. At this moment, the scene in the air is exactly when Cang Ming sacrificed the blood ring and turned into a grimace to kill Qin Yu.

A demon cultivator exclaimed, "Blood refining ring!"

The rest of the people looked ugly.

Cang Ming's strength is extremely tyrannical, except for a few Nascent Soul powers in the main altar, he is basically an invincible existence, and the blood refining ring can be said to be famous. Over the years, countless people who tried to challenge his status died under the blood refining ring, and their flesh and soul were devoured.

Qin Yu is strong, but when he is put together with Cang Ming, no one is optimistic. But the next moment, the eyes of the magic cultivators suddenly widened, as if they had seen a ghost, and they were speechless with a "cluck" deep in their throats.