The Blood Song of the Three Realms

Chapter 557: Do your best (1)

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"Through all the tribulations of life, human relations are destroyed, the heaven and earth are miserable, and there is great virtue in the dark world."

The tone was sinister and the voice was erratic, like a ghost moaning.

The old man who spoke was born with a jade tree facing the wind, and his face was like a silver basin, clean and without any wrinkles.

He was wearing a neat purple gown and had a nice smile, just like the kind gentleman from his neighbor's family.

But the old man's snake-like eyes and his pair of inverted triangular eyes completely destroyed his temperament. Although he smiled as hard as he could, his smile only made people feel cold and desperate.

"The current Dharma King of Netherworld Jiesheng Palace, Killing Souls, would like to say hello to you two."

Killing Spirit smiled and bowed to Yin Xuege and Youquan, his eyes glinting as he just turned around Youquan's body.

Yin Xuege's vision went dark for a while, and his soul was shaken by the soul-killing impact. It was as if he had hit his head on a big rock, and there was a buzzing in his head.

Wave after wave of cold, evil soul impact continued to pour into Yin Xuege's sea of consciousness, constantly washing away his soul. Yin Xuege silently recited the Taoist mantra for subduing demons. In the sea of consciousness, the clear air and rays of light shrouded the soul, blocking the impact on the soul.

Wuming walked over step by step with heavy steps. He looked at Yin Xuuge intently, clenching his hands into fists and making a 'click' sound.

"Donor, today is a good day for the benefactor to put down his butcher knife."

A golden light enveloped Wuming's body, and his body turned into a golden statue. Every step he took left deep footprints on the ground. He recited salvation scriptures in a low voice, and had already begun to prepare for Yin Xuege's salvation in advance.

Killing Spirit looked at Yin Xuegei with a smile, a purple light surged between his eyebrows, and the soul impact like a tide kept attacking Yin Xuege.

"I would also like to thank my little brother for helping us open this formation."

The killing spirit smiled happily, and slowly pulled out a strange-shaped scimitar that looked like a poisonous snake's fangs from his sleeve, and made a light show with it.

"The Body Casting Technique of the Indestructible Saint Ji Sect, our Netherworld Tribulation Palace also really wants it, but we have never been able to get it."

"Thanks to the blessing of you two, our Netherworld Tribulation Palace..."

Yin Xuege suddenly opened his eyes, and a green light shot up from his head dozens of feet high. The shadow of a big tree was looming in the blue light. On the lush tree, in the middle of the countless leaves, there is a mysterious Taoist magic seal that emits a dazzling light.

He formed a seal with his hands, shouted the mantra to subdue the demon, and pushed forward with both hands.

Killing Soul's face changed horribly, and the impact of his soul was suddenly rolled back by an incomparable and terrifying power full of life. An endless forest suddenly appeared in front of him. The impact of his soul washed through the forest, but the force was shared by countless big trees.

Originally, he could easily destroy any big tree, but facing an entire forest, he was powerless.

He clearly sensed that Yin Xuuge's soul was hidden in this forest, but he could no longer capture any breath of Yin Xuuge's soul.

"Wu Ming, kill him! Quick!"

Killing Soul only had time to roar, and then Yin Xuuge's counterattack hit him between the eyebrows.

Amidst the flashes of thunder and fire, the invisible Qingmu Evil-killing Divine Thunder exploded in Killing Soul's sea of consciousness. A whirlpool composed of dark and cold mist in his sea of consciousness was hit by the blue thunder and was forcibly split open. Tiny gaps.

He spat out a stream of blood, turned around and left.

The Netherworld Tribulation Palace is ferocious and cruel, specializing in plundering the souls of living things to strengthen themselves. Their strength lies in the unpredictable soul attacks. However, Yin Xuege was able to share the impact of the soul with the help of countless plants and trees in the underground foreign land, and even had the evil-killing magical power to directly attack the Soul Killer's own soul.

This is a powerful enemy beyond Killing Ling's expectation. The broken inherited secrets of Netherworld Tribulation Palace cannot allow Killing Soul to cope with Yin Xuege's magical power.

So the cunning and cunning man retreated immediately, and even called Wuming before retreating, asking him to rush up and attack Yin Xuege.

Wuming rushed towards Yin Xuegei very innocently, the muscles all over his body rose, and the golden light was flowing under his skin. There is a swastika Buddha seal in his palm that is constantly rotating, and behind him there is a flaming lion roaring up to the sky.

"Yin Xuege, this time, let's compete again!"

"I was defeated by you last time. I have refined an ancient Buddhist golden body relic in the past few months. I..."

Yin Xuuge took a deep breath and stood with his feet on the ground, as if a big tree was rooted in the earth, gaining endless power.

"Do you have Buddhist magical powers? It seems that I can do it too!"

Yin Xuege looked at Wuming with a smile, and the long roar was like the long roar of a heavenly dragon, rising continuously.

He recited the eighteen sets of ancient Buddha's titles sung by ancient Buddhism, and continuously transformed eighteen Buddhist seals with his hands. His fists were like shooting stars, and he hit Wuming head-on.

Wuming refined an ancient golden body relic, and his strength was greatly improved, but how could Yin Xuege be the same

After the Qi channeled through the hundreds of meridians, all the acupoints in Yin Xuuge's body were opened, and his strength increased dozens of times compared to what he had in Yangshui Town.

The four fists of the two men were also shining with a faint Buddha light, and they collided fiercely.

There was a loud noise, and countless cracks opened in the ground under Yin Xuege's feet. An extremely long crack extended dozens of feet away, and a remote palace cracked in the middle with a 'click' sound.

Yin Xuuge's feet were firmly connected to the earth. The unknown huge force made his whole body tingle and hurt, but it could not make his body shake even a little bit. The ground beneath his feet was torn apart, and all the power that the unknown force struck him was transferred to the ground.

Wuming didn't have Yin Xuege's magical power that was rooted in the earth. He was shaken by the huge force. There was a loud cracking sound in his arms, and his body was blown up like a cannonball. He vomited blood, roared loudly and depressedly, and as soon as his body landed on the ground, he turned around and fled in embarrassment on the white lotus.

The Jade-horned Listening Beast let out a long sigh and turned into a ray of light and shadow and sprang out from behind the hall on the side, followed by Wuming and fled.

"I told you not to hang out with the demons in the Netherworld Tribulation Palace. They are not reliable."

"Don't be nagging and run away. Next time, I will break his bones."

Wuming complained angrily and ran as fast as he could.

Yin Xuege also had no intention of chasing Wuming. His ultimate goal of breaking into the Indestructible Holy City was not unrelated people like Wuming and Killing Spirits.

Striding into the main hall where the body casting inheritance was stored, Yin Xuegue looked at the words on the stone tablet attentively. The colorful broken stone tablet records all the secrets of body casting. It is the "tortoise shell ancient seal script" popular among some Qimen monks in ancient times.

Black iron, bronze, silver, gold, and even the highest body casting secrets are all on this stone tablet.

The materials required for each stage of casting, the required magic formations, and all the mysteries are clearly recorded.

However, after Yin Xuuge carefully studied the records on the stone tablet, she discovered that the Body Casting Technique of the Indestructible Saint Ji Sect was actually incomplete.

They lacked the most important 'spiritual casting technique' and the matching magical powers and secrets.

Without the spirit-casting technique, no matter how physically strengthened the current disciples of the Indestructible Saint Ji Sect are, they are just mortal bodies, and their souls cannot undergo essential changes, so they cannot live forever.

Without matching magical powers and secrets, the disciples of the Indestructible Saint Ji Sect can only rely on their bodies to fight. They are unable to practice, unable to cultivate their elemental power and magic power. They have powerful bodies, but they cannot let their powerful bodies reflect their due value.

"No wonder, although the current elders of the Immortal Saint Ji Sect are so physically powerful, their offensive power is so unbearable."

After laughing three times, Yin Xuuge grabbed the stone tablet and threw it into the storage ring.

In the distant city, the laughter of Taoist Feng Wu kept coming, and the loud sound of the cane hitting the flesh was as shocking as thunder.

The main combat power of the Immortal Saint Ji Sect was entangled by Taoist Feng Wu, and no one could come back to stop Yin Xuege. He broke into the warehouse of the Indestructible Saint Ji Sect and plundered all the materials needed for the casting in the warehouse, not even a single piece of ore was left behind.

Less than half an hour later, a whole casting hall in the royal city was pulled up.

The body casting hall with a radius of 100 feet made a dull and loud noise, and a large piece of the foundation was forcibly pulled out by Yin Xuege with his magical power, and the ring was also stuffed into it.

Then another casting hall was uprooted. Soon, all the casting halls in the Indestructible Saint Ji Sect's royal city and the inner city, and all the casting halls that could complete the strengthening of silver and gold castings, were destroyed by Yin Xue. The song is in the bag.

After plundering all the core areas of the Indestructible Saint Ji Sect, Yin Xuege whistled, took Youquan's hand and rode away in the strong wind.

Passing by the Central Ring City of the Indestructible Holy City, Taoist Feng Wu looked at Yin Xuege and others returning home with a full load, and laughed happily a few times.

He waved his crutch and knocked Yuantaiyi, who was slashing and snarling at him, flying dozens of miles away, and then he also flew up on the clouds.

The three thousand little dryads swayed, and their huge bodies shriveled up rapidly, turning into three thousand tiny sycamore seeds, which flew back into Taoist Feng Wu's hands. Taoist Feng Wu waved to a group of elders from the Immortal Saint Ji Sect with bruises and swollen faces, turned around and left with a smile.

"Everyone, I won't send it, I won't send it."

"After countless years of hard work, I finally gained a human body today. This fight was indeed hearty, joyful, and joyful."

Clenching the crutch in his hand tightly, Taoist Feng Wu followed Yin Xuege far away with his eyes full of joy.

Only a group of elders and disciples of the Indestructible Saint Ji Sect were left on the spot, looking at each other and speechless for a long time.

After a long time, Yuan Taiyi struggled and ran back unsteadily. He jumped on his feet and yelled angrily, and was so angry that he vomited blood.

"Old guy, I recognize you! Old tree ghost in Senluo Domain, you have turned into a human form, and I recognize you too!"

"Today's matter is not over yet. We are not bad at the Holy Ji Sect, and you are not someone you can bully!"

Amidst the shouting and cursing, Yin Xuege and the others had already disappeared without a trace, and returned to the Senluo Domain along the corridor.

In the Senluo Domain, Taoist Fengwu submerged himself into his own body and began to quietly comprehend the experience of appearing in human form and fighting with others. This was an unprecedented experience for him, and every bit of understanding was extremely precious.

Yin Xuege returned to the cave he opened.

The cliff trembled violently, and he took out the plundered Casting Hall and placed it flatly on the platform in front of the cave.

(End of chapter)