Yin Xuege turned around in surprise and saw a ball of blood flames spurting out from behind in a dense cloud of smoke.
Yin Huangwu changed out of her Western-style palace clothes and put on a palace dress with a strong oriental charm. She had a phoenix crown and a harem, and she was covered in silk and strings of necklaces adorning her body. Her whole body was full of pearls, and she was absolutely beautiful. And the cold and solemn face is really like a real immortal Bodhisattva coming to earth.
A cold light shone between her brows, and murderous aura rose up all over her body. Her coldness made people dare not look at her head-on. A delicate treasure seal about the size of a palm was suspended above Yin Huangwu's head. It released a bloody light that illuminated her whole body. An angry person He quickly reached Yin Xuege's side.
Countless flying swords and magic weapons were thrown at Yin Xuege's head, and the Buddha's light and divine thunder fired by many Buddhist monks fell like raindrops. Yin Xuege was stiff all over, and just when he was about to yell at Yin Huangwu to take him away quickly, Yin Huangwu had already put his hands on his waist, and laughed loudly on his back.
"A bunch of idiots who don't even know how long their hair is, dare to mess with my good son?"
A bit of bright red blood spurted out from between his fingers, and this bit of shining blood flew straight up and merged into the faint red treasure seal above his head. A terrifying thunder was heard on the ground, the sky and the earth shook in all directions, countless thunder and fire debris fell from the sky, and the phantom of a giant blood bat with a wingspan of more than 300 meters appeared from the treasure seal.
The figure of this blood bat was hazy, looking like it was made of light mist, but the aura he exuded was like a big mountain crashing down on his head. Yin Xuege felt his heart jolt, his eyesight went dark, and the blood flow in the blood vessels all over his body was rapid. Suddenly it accelerated several times, his heart beat violently, and he almost spit out the blood in his belly.
Fortunately, Yin Huangwu pressed down on Yin Xuege's shoulder, so the terrifying pressure released by the blood bat did not cause sustained damage to Yin Xuege. But those people standing next to Yin Xuege were all in bad luck.
Ebony, whose strength was close to that of the Wolf King and already had the strength of a thousand-year-old Duke of the Blood Demon Clan, howled miserably. His silver hair shattered inch by inch as he transformed into a werewolf, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a big, naked wolf. He opened his mouth and spat out a blood arrow, and the bones in Ebony's body made a terrible cracking sound. He screamed and fell straight from the sky, clinging to the ground like a piece of paper.
The physical strength of the three corpses, the gold corpse, the fire corpse, and the earth corpse, is extremely powerful. They have also developed their own magical powers, and their own qualifications and potential are astonishingly powerful. But in the face of the terrifying pressure released by the phantom of the blood bat, the bodies of the three corpses also shook for a while, and the zombie fire and corpse energy around them rushed into the sky like a tide. They were still shaken by the pressure, and sticky corpses dripped from their orifices. Blood fell to the ground like a meteorite.
But compared to Ebony, the appearance of the three corpses is much better. They stood firmly on the ground, their feet sinking into the ground more than two feet deep. Although they were so frightened by the terrifying pressure that they could not straighten their waists, at least they did not fall to the ground.
On the other hand, Blood Parrot and Youquan raised their heads and looked at the blood bat as if nothing had happened.
There was a faint light in Youquan's deep eyes, and she murmured in a low voice: "The blood demon clan, the blood descendants of the royal family. The actual strength is unknown, but this projection clone is really not weak. Well, the ancestor of the blood demon clan, then What is the name of this great monster?"
The blood parrot looked greedily at the phantom of the blood bat, with sticky saliva constantly slipping from the edge of its beak. The blood in his eyes flashed, and the blood parrot moaned in a low voice: "So fat, so tender, so tempting! I really want to eat her, but it's a pity that my father is not here, otherwise I will capture her real body directly across the border, and then Swallowed it in one gulp!"
Shaking his head vigorously, the blood parrot's eyes widened in shock: "Dad? Who is daddy? Do I have a father?"
The people around Yin Xuege vomited blood and sank into the ground. The two aliens from the Netherworld were so weird. Forget it. The real unlucky ones were the orthodox disciples who rushed in front of them. !
This unpredictable blood bat phantom waved its wings slowly and slightly, and all the ghostly auras in the twelfth layer of the underworld of Mangshan Ghost Mansion suddenly began to stir at the same time. Countless whirlwinds roared up from the ground, and the dark ghost energy struggled and twisted in the whirlwind, making a harsh sound of cracking the air. No one knows how many wandering ghosts were swept in by the whirlwind, smashing them into pieces.
Stirring up the entire Mang Mountain Ghost Mansion, the blood bat opened its mouth and sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist towards the flying sword magic weapons of the orthodox disciples. For a moment, there was a loud roar between heaven and earth, and the blood mist turned into countless sticky blood-colored raindrops and rushed towards the flying sword magic weapons flying all over the sky.
It was like stinky sewer water dripping on the red-hot iron plate. Amidst the dense and harsh "chichi" sounds, the blood-colored raindrops touched the flying sword magic weapons, and then immediately splashed into colorful mist.
The shining and spiritual flying sword magic weapons shook violently, and countless mottled and ugly black marks appeared on their surfaces. Some flying swords of slightly inferior quality exploded into tiny pieces with a 'click' sound as soon as they came into contact with the blood-colored raindrops. scraps of iron.
Those extremely high-grade flying sword magic weapons, especially the Buddhist demon-slaying swords and demon-subduing pestles controlled by Buddhist eminent monks, have extraordinary resistance to all kinds of evil things. Especially under the protection of Buddha's light, these flying sword magic weapons have special magical powers that are almost "invulnerable to all evil".
But the origin of these blood-colored sticky raindrops is unknown. The dense raindrops roared and hit these flying sword magic weapons, until the light on the surface of these flying sword magic weapons quickly dimmed, and then also left scorched black marks on their bodies. Unsightly marks.
The sound of explosions could be heard all over the sky, as if there was a grand fireworks show going on. Countless flying swords and magic weapons exploded one after another, and countless groups of light spots of various colors exploded all over the sky.
Echoing this, in the formation of Orthodox monks, large areas of monks vomited blood, and some even had their magic weapons corroded and destroyed by the rain of blood. They even rolled their eyes and almost vomited out their internal organs.
Yin Huangwu screamed and laughed. She only spent an insignificant drop of blood essence, but she made the tens of thousands of orthodox disciples present pay more than a million times the price? Especially some of the orthodox juniors with weak cultivation base. Their cultivation base is weak, and all their strength lies in the magic weapons they have refined at home.
Now that the magic weapon has been destroyed, their souls are undoubtedly equivalent to being stabbed hard. For powerful monks with high strength, this damage to the soul may be insignificant, but for these young monks who have not yet come into contact with the level of soul cultivation, this blow almost killed them.
For a time, the orthodox disciples were in mourning all over the place, and tens of thousands of people vomited blood at the same time. This spectacular scene was extremely rare in the fighting skills of ancient times. More than a dozen Jindan monks who were holding the battle looked at the phantom of the blood bat and shouted loudly. They looked at the huge blood shadow of the bat with bewildered expressions, not knowing where this monster came from.
"Mother, what kind of power do you have?" Yin Xuege looked at Yin Huangwu with dumbfounded eyes. He could not imagine at all what kind of power allowed Yin Huangwu to hit so many orthodox monks with one blow.
Yin Huangwu's beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, her left hand rested on Yin Xuege's shoulder, and she looked up to the sky and let out a sharp 'haha' laugh. All the jewels, pearls and emeralds all over his body were shaking violently, creating circles of magnificent light patterns. With great difficulty, she stopped laughing and looked triumphantly at the chaotic Orthodox monks.
"What kind of power?" Yin Huangwu raised her head arrogantly and arrogantly: "I risked my soul to break into the forbidden area that no one in the blood demon clan has dared to enter for countless years, and finally obtained the treasures of the Immortal Mansion after a narrow escape. .”
Circles of blood flashed in her eyes, Yin Huangwu lowered her voice, gritted her teeth and sneered: "There are so many proud men in the blood demon clan, and no one has dared to break into the forbidden area for countless years. Since I have entered, of course I must have someone who matches. It’s about harvesting!”
Patting Yin Xuege's shoulder hard, Yin Huangwu shouted sternly: "Good son, remember, there is no free lunch in this world, there are no benefits falling from the sky. Whatever you want to get, you have to pay the price ! So even though mother is worried about your life, she still sends you to the Evil Bone Path to enter the Small Netherworld. This is why!"
She formed a weird seal with her hands, bit her tongue and sprayed a stream of blood mist onto the small seal. Yin Huangwu's voice resounded throughout the Mangshan Dojo: "Good son, you must remember that if you want to become a human being, Master, you have to endure hardships, and you have to risk your life! You and I, I don’t want to be a pampered young man!"
Yin Xuege looked at his mother thoughtfully, then nodded deeply, firmly recording Yin Huangwu's words in his heart!
The small treasure seal, with countless ancient demonic inscriptions and twisted magic vessels emerging on its surface, spun rapidly, and the shadows of the blood bats suspended in the sky let out sharp screams. The evil wind and ghost energy surged around, and tens of thousands of blood demons rushed out of the evil wind, formed a strange formation, and rushed towards the formation of the orthodox disciples.
The countless demonic spells on the surface of the treasure seal flashed intensively, and each time there was a long-lasting, canine-shaped bloody light shooting out from the treasure seal, tearing open the air silently, and shot into the orthodox disciples. in the queue.
The flying speed of these blood lights is astonishingly fast, and the frequency of spraying is even more astonishingly high. I could hear countless monks from the orthodox disciples howling in unison. Either their eyebrows were pierced and their souls were gone, or their hearts were broken and they were killed on the spot, or their vital limbs were hit. They all lay in the golden cloud and cried bitterly.
In the blink of an eye, thousands of rays of blood shot out, more than two thousand young disciples from famous and upright families died, and more than a thousand people were seriously injured and fell to the ground, without the slightest ability to fight back.
The formation was also like sharp canine teeth, and the blood demons who were attacked from the air with a sharp whistle broke into the formation of the orthodox disciples. Without the protection of the Buddhist Demon-Conquering Formation, the disciples of the famous orthodox sect whose souls had just been traumatized were no longer able to offer various magic weapons to protect themselves. Even though they still had a large number of various exotic treasures in their magic bag, they just couldn't use them. .
I saw blood arrows flying into the sky. The blood demons brought by Yin Huangwu, led by a group of prince-level experts, emitted sharp and frightening demonic sounds that made people unable to concentrate, and broke into the orthodox disciples. In a large formation, they waved their bloody claws to continuously kill those unlucky ones who had no power to resist.
There are also some ferocious blood demon strongmen who grab the enemy's body, take their body to the sky, and insert their canine teeth into the necks of these monks in front of over ten thousand monks, sucking their blood greedily. .
The bodies of the monks whose blood was devoured on the spot were twitching violently. They screamed and screamed, but no one could care about rescuing them. And these blood demons had even worse personalities. They injected a drop of their own blood into the bodies of these monks and began to forcibly transform them into blood demon bodies.
Several old monks from the Golden Buddha Temple emitted Buddha's light, barely protecting the more than a hundred young monks around them. They looked at the young monk whose blood was being continuously sucked high in the air, and kept shouting the Buddha's name in a loud voice, never leaving the word "monster".
Yin Xuege's eyes glowed with blood. He looked at the old monks and shook his head gently.
"Monsters? There are only enemies and ourselves, no good or evil! As far as I am concerned, if you want to rip my skin off with cramps, make my soul fly away, and prevent me from reincarnation forever, are you not monsters?" The blood in your eyes suddenly became rich, and the blood was flowing brightly. Ge Benming's bat wings were fully opened, and he rolled up a ball of rolling blood mist with a radius of more than ten meters, turned into a bloody light and rushed towards the people of the Zhengdao Sect.
"The evildoer is here, who will save him?" Yin Xuege laughed loudly, and the barriers in his heart disappeared without a trace. He could only feel the blood rushing through his body like the Yangtze River, and the powerful power of blood around him stimulated him to look up to the sky and scream. The rolling blood demonic power filled all directions, and the Blood Spirit Sword made a high-pitched sound like a cloud, bringing up a sword light several meters long and sweeping towards the orthodox disciples.
The various sword-controlling and sword-wielding techniques in the Feiyun Sword Records handed down by the Yin family continued to flow through his heart, and the light in the sea of knowledge of Yin Xuege flourished. At this moment, he had a vague feeling of enlightenment. .
The Blood Spirit Sword was like a dragon, swaying its head and tail and shooting towards the orthodox disciples. As Yin Xuege spurted out a mouthful of blood, the sword light that originally had only one line suddenly groaned, and the sword light split into nine with a "clang" sound. Dozens of bloody clouds rose up and struck down on the heads of the orthodox disciples.
"Monster, how dare you do this?" Several middle-aged Taoists rushed up with their swords, and they fought with the sword light of Yin Xuege.
But Yin Huangwu laughed loudly behind Yin Xuege, and the treasure seal continued to emit streams of blood light. These blood lights accurately hit the sword light of these middle-aged Taoists. The sword light that united their bodies and swords beat them to pieces.
The middle-aged Taoists vomited blood and flew away at the same time. They recovered it at the same time, and all kinds of small bells, small umbrellas, pagodas, treasure seals and other protective magic weapons were sprayed out at the same time. A large piece of auspicious light enveloped the bodies of these middle-aged Taoists, but the blood light of Yin Huang Wu's treasure seal came like raindrops. The sound of explosions was endless, and the penetrating blood light destroyed the protective treasure light of these middle-aged Taoists. It was so shattered that they kept spitting blood.
The sword light formed by the Blood Spirit Sword fell with a harsh sound of piercing the air, like nine poisonous snakes screaming in the sky. Several middle-aged Taoists shouted in the bloody light, and their bodies were immediately torn apart and split into several pieces by the sword light. Ten pieces of debris scattered all over the sky.
Yin Xuege flapped his bat wings and rushed over, grabbing the storage bags left by these middle-aged Taoists in his hands.
There was a loud noise, and the bat wing, which was several meters wide, shook violently. The thin skin on the bat wing of the Yin Blood Song split into countless small wounds, and little bits of blood spurted out from the wound. With a scream, these blood drops simultaneously turned into countless thumb-sized bloody flying knives that shot across the sky.
The sound of "Pfft" was heard endlessly, and one after another orthodox disciples fell to the ground howling miserably as their vital organs were pierced by Yin Xuege's bloody flying knife.
Yin Xuege's strength at this moment is close to that of a prince, which is the strength of the Golden Core Dacheng to the peak of the Golden Core. Compared with these young monks who are still in the innate Qi refining stage, and are even still refining their bodies the day after tomorrow, and are just laying the foundation of flesh and blood, the strength of the Golden Core stage is really too terrifying.
Large areas of orthodox disciples were knocked to the ground by the nearly invisible bloody flying knives. These flying knives, as thin as cicada wings and as fast as lightning, flew all over the sky, carrying the devoured blood and energy back to Yin Xue. The body of song.
The most terrifying combat characteristics of the blood demon clan are fully displayed in Yin Xuege. He continuously consumes huge blood demon demonic power to activate powerful magical powers to attack the enemy. However, with the return of these blood-colored flying knives, his demonic power is not only There is no consumption, but it is rapidly increasing.
The demonic energy rolling around him was like a tsunami, and Yin Xuege's figure was slightly deformed by the force.
The huge blood bat phantom above Yin Huangwu glanced at Yin Xuege from afar, then lowered his head and smiled softly at Yin Huangwu.
"Girl Huangwu, this doll is your son? He's a very good child, and he actually has the body of a sunwalker? Even among our royal bloodline, this is an uncommon qualification! Let him come back, simply Relying on the blood demon's talent to digest these foreign blood energy will not be beneficial to his future cultivation."
After a slight pause, the huge blood bat phantom said softly and softly: "I don't have the second holy blood of the ancestor in my hands to cleanse his muscles and cut off his marrow and eliminate all kinds of impurities brought by foreign blood. Take advantage of this. Since his cultivation level is still low, let him stop immediately."
"A doll with such qualifications will still have to follow a serious path of cultivation in the future. He can't go around devouring blood essence and blood like those low-level blood bat Taoist soldiers." The blood bat phantom grinned and smiled, and then said very A little puzzled, he glanced at the blood parrot above Yin Xuege's head.
Yin Huangwu nodded, her red lips curled up slightly, and she immediately let out a scream.
The screams shook Yin Xuege's figure to the point of crumbling. He hurriedly looked back at his mother and saw Yin Huangwu waving for him to go back.
Yin Xuege was stunned for a moment, then he hurriedly spread his wings and flew back towards Yin Huangwu.
Yin Huangwu smiled slightly, and she let out a few sharp screams towards the phantom of the blood bat. The blood bat nodded slightly, its wings suddenly expanded to a thousand meters in size, and then slapped a heavy wing towards the formation of orthodox monks.
The huge Mangshan Dojo shook violently. Thousands of orthodox monks were blown away by the shadow of the blood bat, and most of them were smashed to pieces.
Several old monks from the Golden Buddha Temple were vomiting blood and wailing at the top of their lungs.
"This monster is not an ordinary creature, he must be a monster from the upper world!"
Yin Huangwu curled her red lips slightly and chuckled sarcastically.
"That's right, but it's a pity that there is no reward! My dear son, come here quickly and spit out all the dirty blood you just swallowed for me!"
Yin Xuege was grabbed by the neck by Yin Huangwu, and then he was picked up upside down. Yin Huangwu slapped his belly hard, forcing him to spit out a large amount of plasma. Yin Xuege was tortured to the point of death. For a moment, with his energy and blood running backwards, he felt as if he was in hell. His mother was as ferocious and terrifying as the evil leader of hell.
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After reading today's new chapter, you should understand why yesterday I posted a single chapter specifically highlighting the existence of 'Tao soldiers'. Because now all the blood demon families in the western cultivation world are practicing in a wild way, and they are all wild Taoist soldiers who rely on their talents to increase their strength!
There are always buddies who say that Brother Blood Song levels up too quickly, but in fact, he hasn’t even started leveling up yet!
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