From murder to robbery, Yin Xuege didn't think there was much difference.
The jade-red natal bat wings spread out, and the ancient demonic text representing "wind" and "speed" suddenly lit up with a dazzling bloody light. Yin Xuege whistled and let the blood parrot fly to his shoulder, bringing with it a bloody light. Escape towards Mozhu Island. In the midst of his busy schedule, the fleeing blood parrot did not forget to swallow the top-grade immortal stone in one gulp.
The horse-faced monk held his aura in his body but did not spit it out, giving Yin Xuege a great sense of intimidation. He was definitely a monk at the Nascent Soul realm or even higher. Yin Xuege knew very well that he could defeat a monk at the peak of the Golden Core. This was his current limit. Monsters in the Nascent Soul Realm are already on another level, and are not someone he can provoke now.
Fortunately, the blood demon clan's talents are here. If you can't defeat them, you can escape. He did not hesitate to burn the essence and blood in his body, and used the bat wings together with the blood shadow technique. Dozens of blood shadows flew forward with a vast blood light, passing by more than ten miles in the blink of an eye.
The horse-faced monk sneered, and murmured in a low voice: "It's useless to run. Taoist master can go deep into the hinterland of Qiongxueya to attack and kill you. This is because the core figures of Qiongxueya want you to die. How can you still survive?" What?"
With a sinister laugh, the horse-faced monk slowly took out two scarlet bamboo leaf vests and patted his calves. His legs were suddenly wrapped in a ball of wind and fire. Just as a whooshing sound was heard in the wind, the horse-faced monk chased Yin Xuege as fast as lightning. He flew extremely fast, not much slower than Yin Xuege, and he also flew over ten miles away in the blink of an eye.
The reef was only twenty miles away from Mozhu Island. Yin Xuege returned to Mozhu Island in just a few snaps of his fingers. He endured the discomfort caused by the burning essence and blood in his body, and shouted sternly: "All islanders obey the order, hide quickly, and don't show your face."
Before he finished speaking, the horse-faced monk had already chased him to Mozhu Island. He looked at the small town that was still burning, and at the civilians who were being chased by sea monsters of all sizes, and suddenly laughed loudly.
"Are you nervous about these ants? These untouchables have no hope of getting ahead in their lives. They can only work here as cows and horses. Are you nervous about them?" With a disdainful laugh, the horse-faced monk rubbed his hands together, and countless thumb-sized ribbons The Yin Lei with a faint black smoke flew out of his hand and fell chaotically towards the mountains and forests around the small town.
The low explosions were heard endlessly, and dazzling firelight flashed everywhere. The thumb-sized Yin Thunder is small, but the Yin Thunder released by the Nascent Soul Realm monk is extremely powerful. Although it is only a light blow from the horse-faced monk, it is undoubtedly a disaster for those civilians.
Each Yin Thunder exploded, and a large area of black energy quickly filled an area of dozens of feet in radius. Large groups of fleeing civilians, as well as the Kraken chasing after them, were blown to pieces. Wherever the black energy passed, both civilians and sea monsters fell to the ground howling miserably. The black energy contained highly toxic substances, and their bodies quickly corroded and eroded in the black energy, eventually turning into pools of black. water.
More than a hundred thunderbolts were dropped casually, causing over 10,000 civilian casualties. Then the black energy spread everywhere, killing the fleeing islanders more and more. Yin Xuege's eyes turned red, and he could only watch helplessly as these innocent islanders turned into pus in the black air.
"Ma, it's me you want to kill, why did you bother to attack them?" Yin Xuege's long hair stood up almost straight, his eyes flashed with crazy blood, and he wanted to turn around and talk to Ma The face monk fights to the death. Fortunately, the forbearance trained by the Yin Clan Zhizi Temple maintained the last trace of clarity in his heart, allowing him to continue running forward.
The horse-faced monk chuckled. He chased Yin Xuege disapprovingly and threw Yin Lei everywhere.
"What's the fuss about trampling a bunch of ants to death while walking on the road? You little kid is quite interesting, but you actually get angry at these despicable people who are inferior to pigs and dogs? It's strange, it's really strange. I didn't expect those cold-faced women in Qiongxueya A saint actually emerged from the pile."
Speaking of the word saint, the horse-faced monk couldn't help but laugh again, as if he had told a big joke.
Groups of black energy filled the air on Mozhu Island. This island was not big to begin with, and the damage caused by the Yin Thunder explosion released by the horse-faced monk was ordinary, but the black energy contained in the Yin Thunder was extremely poisonous. Incomparably, each ball of black energy can easily cover a radius of nearly a hundred feet. For a time, the islanders of Mozhu Island were killed and injured in a mess. Only a few thousand of the tens of thousands of civilians escaped into the mountains to escape with their lives.
Yin Xuege had already fled to the Immortal Teleportation Formation on Mozhu Island. He turned around and glared at the horse-faced monk, casually throwing out a dozen pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones and inlaying them on the Immortal Teleportation Formation. He formed a seal-heavy seal with his hands. Take a shot at the immortal formation.
With a 'buzz' sound, a terrifying counterattack force bounced out of the immortal formation. The Immortal Formation was motionless, without any flash of light. The terrifying force of the shock caused Yin Xuege's arms to break. The bones of the two arms were broken into at least seventeen or eight sections, twisting like a dead snake.
His chest seemed to have been struck by muffled thunder, and Yin Xuege's internal organs tumbled. He opened his mouth and spat out a blood arrow, which was bounced away for more than a mile by the counter-shock force in the immortal formation. Stars flashed in front of his eyes. Yin Xuege bumped into an ancient tree in the distance where several people were hugging each other. He opened a human-shaped hole in the thick tree trunk and his whole body was embedded in the tree trunk. Then he stopped and looked towards the tree. The momentum behind flying.
"Damn it!" Yin Xuege's heart was twitching and his scalp was numb. He looked at the immortal teleportation formation that was as motionless as ice and without any brilliance. He was confused for a moment.
"As expected by Master Tao, your last escape route has been cut off." The horse-faced monk laughed triumphantly: "Let me think about what those people who are bound to kill you will use to make it quick. What’s the excuse to explain why this teleportation array is closed?”
"Well, I thought about it. A tide of strong wind suddenly broke out in the void near Mozhu Island. The Nine Heavens Gang Wind disturbed the void. Riding the teleportation array would bring unpredictable dangers, so they temporarily closed the teleportation array." Ma Lian The monk flashed and quickly approached Yin Xuege. He laughed ferociously and said, "Master Dao can easily come up with dozens of excuses like this."
With a wave of his hands, dozens of black scimitars whirled, slashing towards Yin Xuegue with a shrill sound of breaking through the air and large amounts of black smoke. The horse-faced monk looked at the blood parrot with ardent eyes, and shouted sternly: "Stop resisting, let the Taoist chop off your heads and exchange them for the bounty. By the way, all the good things you have on your body belong to the Taoist."
With a long roar, the blood mist in Yin Xuege's body quickly spread to his hands. His broken bones were beating lightly and were being connected freely, and the cracks in his bones were being repaired at an astonishing speed. For a moment, his arms couldn't move, but the Sanyang Kaitai ax flew out of his sleeves freely, bringing a ball of fire about ten feet in diameter towards the scimitars.
"Dang, dang, dang," there were three loud sounds, Yin Xuege's body bounced violently, and another burst of gold stars flashed in front of his eyes.
The Sanyang Kaitai Ax knocked back the three scimitars, but more scimitars roared in, forcing the Sanyang Kaitai Ax to retreat steadily. There was a sudden hole in Yin Xuege's dantian, and all his blood energy had been exhausted after just three head-on collisions with the opponent.
Although practicing the Blood Sea Buddha Sutra and tempering the blood essence with the nameless method of the First Family, the blood essence obtained is as pure and powerful as the infant essence of the Nascent Soul monk, but Yin Xuege's cultivation level is too low. After all, he Just a monk in the Qi training period. No matter how high the quality of the blood element is, Yin Xuege's realm is not enough, and the amount of blood element in his body is very limited.
Against the enemy of the monks in the Golden Core Realm, Yin Xuege was naturally unstoppable. With the help of the blood element's tyranny, he was able to crush the opponent.
But when he met a real Nascent Soul cultivator, after only three collisions, three collisions without falling behind, all the blood in Yin Xuege's body had been exhausted. The small tower of the Nine-layered Pagoda made a low roar. A large amount of Yin Xuege's blood essence was swallowed up by the small tower, and it was continuously transformed into sticky blood essence and poured into the meridians around his body. His face turned white and his body shriveled up. Go down.
With the help of the blood essence transformed by Yin Xuege's own essence and blood, Sanyang Kaitai's ax collided head-on with those scimitars five times again. With five consecutive roars, the corners of Yin Xuege's eyes exploded, and two lines of blood tears flowed. out. More than half of the essence and blood in his body had been transformed by Xiaota. His body became weak in waves, and even the recovery speed of his arms slowed down.
Fortunately, Yin Xuege still had a huge amount of siren blood in his body. The Nine-Layer Pagoda was like a black hole and frantically extracted the siren blood from his body. There was no time to purify it with the nameless magic of the First Family, so it directly converted it into blood. Yuan, injected into the Sanyang Kaitai Ax.
The small ax spewed flames, accompanied by a low whistling sound. Before the huge sea monster blood in the body was exhausted, the Sanyang Kaitai ax struggled to knock away all the scimitars that came towards the face.
Not only that, the Sanyang Kaitai Ax also mustered up the remaining strength and struck a heavy blow to the horse-faced monk. The horse-faced monk's face turned pale with fright. He screamed, and a large net made of the sinews of an unknown animal flew out of his sleeves. It turned into a green light net and barely blocked the Sanyang Kaitai axe. one strike.
This was also Yin Xuege's last blow. He no longer had any strength at all. The blood essence and blood he had just killed Wanhai Demon had all been turned into blood and wasted away. He struggled to get out of the hole in the tree trunk, staggering and finally regaining his balance.
The horse-faced monk did not dare to step forward for a while. He was extremely vigilant and used the green light net to protect his whole body to guard against Yin Xuege's possible surprise attack. A hundred feet away, he stared at Yin Xuege, gritted his teeth and sneered: "No wonder I offered a reward of fifty high-grade spiritual stones for killing you, a mere monk in the Qi training period. It's not too much, not too much at all. You really The Qi is actually more solid and pure than the Taoist Ying Yuan."
A trace of greed flashed across the long, ugly horse face, and the horse-faced monk said in a sinister voice: "I didn't expect it to be such a beautiful thing. In fact, this time, I don't need any reward, as long as I know what your true energy is. , Master Dao is worth the risk."
During the qi training stage, the nature of the true qi is equivalent to that of the Ying Yuan of the Nascent Soul Realm monks. So when it comes to the Nascent Soul Realm, wouldn't it be that the Ying Yuan can be comparable to the great monks of the Transformation God Realm or even the Three Disasters and Three Tribulations Realm? Comparable mana? With such pure and powerful magic power, wouldn't it be easy to survive all kinds of disasters
What the evil monks fear most is that their magic power is mixed and impure, causing them to fail in resisting the invasion of disasters during the tribulation. Yin Xuege was able to temper his true energy during the Qi training period to the level of a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm. This is basically the golden road leading directly to the immortal state.
"Boy, follow the Taoist master. If you are obedient, the Taoist master can keep your life and even accept you as his disciple." The horse-faced monk laughed shamelessly: "Do you still have the strength to fight with me? No matter how pure and refined your true energy is, after all, your realm is here, you don’t have much strength left, right?”
Yin Xuege took a deep breath. He squinted at the horse-faced monk, thinking that he was the most idiotic pig in the world.
The blood of the Blood Saint remaining in the heart poured into the Nine-layered Pagoda like a tsunami, and even the divine blood in the natal bat wings was rapidly consumed. A large amount of new, purer and purer blood continuously poured into the whole body; the blood essence, which was as thick and thick as mercury, quickly spurted out from the small tower of the Nine Layers Pagoda, flowing rapidly along the meridians throughout the body.
The bones of both arms recovered rapidly, accompanied by a weird "click" sound. In just a few breaths, the two broken arm bones had been completely restored. Not only that, with the continuous nourishment of the new blood mist, both arms have been faintly covered with a rich blood color, and some strange changes have taken place.
"You will regret it. Today, I will kill you!" For some reason, Yin Xuege suddenly felt endless courage in his heart.
Being chased by Nascent Soul Realm monks and facing such a desperate situation, the nameless method of the First Family started to work on its own. The surrounding mountains and rivers, the sky and the sea in the distance, all the invisible forces of heaven and earth gathered faintly and blessed Yin Xuege. Every breath he takes will cause fluctuations in the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth. Gradually, every time he inhales, he can see large streams of light flying rapidly around him.
This is the strange light emitted by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flowing too fast, causing the spiritual energy to rub against each other.
The face of the horse-faced monk suddenly changed miserably, and he shouted sternly: "You do have an ulterior secret, but no matter where you come from, since Taoist Master has offended you, all the good things that come to you today must be Taoist." Damn it."
People die for wealth and birds die for food. The horse-faced monk didn't realize what was going to happen next. He just waved his sleeves and the scimitars that were knocked away by the Sanyang Kaitai ax spun rapidly again, with a shrill scream. The screams and billowing poisonous smoke slashed towards Yin Xuege.
The general trend of heaven and earth is blessing me, and my heart is filled with awe-inspiring righteousness. Yin Xuege looked at the scimitars coming from all directions without fear. His spiritual platform was extremely clear at this moment, and some strange instinct in his blood was awakened. He was like the commander of hundreds of millions of soldiers. At this moment, he synthesized Taking into account all the resources at his disposal, he made the most appropriate adjustments.
Opening his mouth, a vast stream of blood mist spurted out. The Blood Sea Spiritual Treasure Forbidden Treasure was fully activated. The blood mist quickly enveloped the incoming scimitar, and for a while, the sound of "chichi" could be heard endlessly. The horse-faced monk suddenly felt a sting in his soul, and the mental connection between him and his flying knife was weakened by 30%.
"What kind of evil magic is this?" The horse-faced monk himself is a member of the evil demons of the Wan Gu Sect, but because the Great Forbidden Treasure used by Yin Xuege was too evil, he cursed the word "evil magic" A type of words.
Seeing that the speed of dozens of scimitars flying in the blood mist had more than doubled, the horse-faced monk's expression changed slightly, and he immediately took out a flying sword that was more than a foot long and shaped like a black snake. He thrust it hard into his shoulder. The dagger sank deeply into his shoulder, and a large amount of blood was swallowed up by the dagger. He recited a spell, and the dagger turned into a vivid black poisonous snake and flew into the air, spitting poisonous flames and flew towards Yin Xuege.
Glancing at the black snake coldly, Yin Xuege just sneered: "Piss!"
'Urine'
The horse-faced monk was confused for a while, 'pee'? What is 'pee'
The blood parrot had already stood up from Yin Xuege's shoulders. He straightened his chest and thrust his plump butt forward. A stream of light red urine spurted out, hitting the black snake that was shooting towards him. There was a constant sound of "chichi", thick black smoke was emitted from the black snake, the horse-faced monk's expression changed horribly, and a large amount of sticky blood immediately spurted out from his seven orifices.
The black snake flying sword is the horse-faced monk's natal flying sword. Once it is damaged, his soul will be severely damaged.
He never dreamed that the blood parrot could have such a cruel and strange move. The problem was that the black snake flying sword itself was extremely filthy, and it was best at contaminating other people's flying sword magic weapons. How dirty must it be to make his filthy poisonous sword unable to withstand such contamination and almost turn into scrap metal
Vomiting blood, the horse-faced monk angrily took out a three-foot-two-inch black bone spear from his sleeve. He gritted his teeth and traced Yin Xuege over and over again. He was about to bite the tip of his tongue and take a bite. The life essence and blood sprayed on the bone spear, and Yin Xuege had sacrificed himself to the Eighteen Forbidden Temple of the Netherworld.
A small black pagoda was suspended in front of Yin Xuege's eyebrows. Along with the shrill ghost whistle, three ghost figures rushed out of the pagoda.
They were three hideous evil ghosts that were skinny and skeletal, their bodies shining with metallic luster as if they were made of black iron, with sharp horns on their heads, wings on their backs, and three-pronged steel forks. The three-headed evil ghost was about one foot tall, and was shrouded in a hazy black air. Its body shape was somewhere between a solid body and a shadow. It flew extremely quickly, and its body flashed and almost teleported before it arrived in front of the horse-faced monk.
This is the prison guard of the ghost prison, a ferocious ghost that was killed by the Nether Taoist in ancient times and then suppressed in the tower prison.
These three evil spirits are among them Yaksha, who can fly and disappear, and is best at traveling through the void and killing people invisible.
The horse-faced monk never expected that Yin Xuege would actually sacrifice such a ferocious ghost. His mind was focused on the black bone spear. Who would have thought that Yin Xuege, who was only in the Qi training period, would have such endless means
The three steel forks pierced the chest of the horse-faced monk almost at the same time. The black ghost fire burned brightly, burning his body and soul crazily. The horse-faced monk let out a shrill howl. He hurriedly took out a thumb-sized elixir and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he swayed his body and set up an evil wind to escape.
The evil yaksha demons made a sharp cry, and they brought gusts of sinister wind around the horse-faced monk, constantly flying around him. No matter how much the horse-faced monk vomited blood and escaped, he could never escape the pursuit of these three-headed yakshas.
The three-pronged steel fork continuously penetrated the body of the horse-faced monk. After hundreds of blows, one fork finally penetrated his dantian and forced his Nascent Soul out of his dantian.
A stream of black and red light shot out, firmly fixating the horse-faced monk's Nascent Soul.
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