The Blood Song of the Three Realms

Chapter 698: Corpse God (1)

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"Zhi~zhi~"

The Chaos Law Source Bell was suspended next to Yin Xuuge. A misty aura hung down from the bell's mouth, turning into countless necklace-like streams of light, binding the ghost mother tightly to the bell's mouth, unable to move.

The body of the ghost mother was compressed to a foot in diameter, and she had completely turned into a big black insect. A sad wound opened in her abdomen. She had worked hard for countless years. The most important thing was that it related to everything about her. The inner elixir, including magical powers and secret techniques, has been taken out. Without the inner elixir, she no longer has any magic power and is just a worm that cannot speak.

She howled desperately under the restraint of the Fayuan Bell, and green tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes.

She never dreamed that she had survived the cruel wars in the Void Spirit Realm, but that she would be beaten back in this insignificant lower world in the Yuanlu World, whose average strength was a thousand times weaker than the Void Spirit Realm. The original shape.

She had not been killed yet, but she knew that the reason why Yin Xuuge kept her alive was just to take off the carapace from her body alive. Her body is huge, and once she fully recovers, she will be a thousand miles long.

With such a huge body, the carapace on her body is a treasure that has been tempered for hundreds of millions of years. As long as it is taken off and refined, it can become a very good defensive magic weapon. With the overall strength of the Yuanlu world, once someone wears a full set of armor made from her carapace, it can be said that they are basically invincible and invincible Iron King Kong.

Unless they are magical weapons that have strayed from the void spiritual world, those top-quality magic weapons originating from the Yuanlu world cannot break through the defense of this kind of armor.

"Zhi~zhi~"

The ghost mother howled at the top of her lungs. She looked pitifully at Yin Xuege, her head moving slightly, showing her willingness to surrender. Although the inner elixir was taken away, her intelligence was still the same, and given enough time, she could still recover her cultivation. She believes that she is still valuable to Yin Xuuge. One more powerful thug is more cost-effective than a bunch of armors, right

But Yin Xuege was unmoved. After he imprisoned Yi Guimu with the Fayuan Bell, he never looked at her again. He just focused on himself and communicated with the huge ghostly face looming in the black mist.

Wuming, on the other hand, walked up to Mother Yi with a smile and kept poking her randomly with the Bodhi Zen staff.

"Little insect, you are so ugly. The Buddha wants to save you and make you the protector of our sect, but it is a bit difficult to do so. My Buddhist sect is vast, but I will not save those who are not destined. In the eyes of the Buddha, you At least you have to look like a real beauty to be the destined one, right?"

Wuming was here again, misinterpreting Buddhist scriptures with nonsense, and the listening beast on the side kept rolling his eyes.

"Bald man, bald donkey, Buddhism is vast and does not save those who are not destined. Does this so-called predestined but not predestined have anything to do with the appearance of a hairball?"

Wuming looked at the Listening Beast deeply. After a long time, he nodded seriously.

"Now in the whole world of Yuanlu, I am the only serious monk who has the Eight Classics. If I say it's relevant, then it's relevant."

"Isn't the color of the hair ball important? Isn't it important? Tingting, do you think I should recruit another female Tingting to become the guardian beast under the Buddha to match you, or should I randomly recruit a fertilized female wild dog? How about pairing up with you?”

The listening beast froze. He stared blankly at Wuming for a long time, and then he lowered his head deeply.

"The Wuming Master has great foresight. The Buddhist sect is so vast that it really does not save those who are not destined for it. In my opinion, the other guardian beast under the Wuming Master must be a pure-blooded, young and beautiful mother."

Two shameless Buddhist scum were flattering each other here, while the Nine Spirits Saint on the side grinned, shaking his head and sighing.

In the Holy Spirit Realm, Buddhism and Taoism stand side by side, controlling the right to speak in the Holy Spirit Realm. There are many Buddhas in Buddhism, all of whom are compassionate and profound in Zen. They are truly virtuous and virtuous monks. But these two guys in front of us, the foundation of Buddhism in the world of Yuanlu depends on them to inherit the mantle and carry it forward

"The future of Buddhism is not bright. Oh, that is so kind, O Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

Jiuling Shengzun bowed his head to the sky, then opened his mouth and swallowed the inner elixir that had just been dug out from the belly of the ghost mother, still stained with some body fluids. He is a demon cultivator himself, and he is not very particular about what he eats. As soon as this inner elixir enters his stomach, it immediately exerts its intended effect.

Seeing the Jiuling Holy Master's energy becoming more and more abundant, his complexion became better and better, and his energy and spirit soared a lot. There was a thunderous roar in his stomach, and suddenly the Holy Nine Spirits opened his mouth and sprayed out more than a dozen turtle eggs from his mouth.

Yin Xuege looked back in shock, while Wuming and Diting trembled in fright and jumped far away while rolling and crawling.

Taoist Fengwu, who was commanding his tree demons to kill the fleeing black ants one by one, was so frightened that he fell down from the clouds. He stared at the pale-faced Nine Spirits Saint with wide eyes and screamed.

"Old Turtle, what's wrong with you... Although this inner elixir can enhance your ability to reproduce, you... you can't lay eggs by yourself. This, this is the matter of those turtle ladies in your room, how can you surpass the cooking generation? Cooked?"

Jiuling Shengzun was so frightened that his face turned pale. His legs weakened. The demon ancestor-level figure who came from the Holy Spirit Realm was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. He looked at the dozen or so steaming turtle eggs in front of him, and suddenly started wailing at the top of his lungs.

"I'm a ghost. Oh my god, my god, this damn ghost mother, her inner alchemy, is actually so...evil!"

The Demon Mother Yi who was trapped under the Fayuan Bell chirped triumphantly, her chirps filled with gloating joy. Her crimson eyes flashed with a ferocious cold light as she stared blankly at the Nine Spirits Saint, wishing she could devour his flesh and drink his blood.

Jiuling Shengzun stayed for a while, then stood up, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with a gloomy face, and shook his head gently.

"That's all, that's all, there are gains and there are losses. Although it's indecent to spread the word that I lay eggs by myself, as long as our clan can multiply and grow, this, this, this, isn't... not a bad thing, right?"

With a "clicking" sound, more than a dozen turtle eggs cracked open at the same time, and a dozen little turtle demons, whose muscles were flexing and moving with human strength, crawled out of the turtle eggs. As soon as they came out, they grabbed their own eggshells and stuffed them into their mouths, swallowing them cleanly in a few gulps.

With each piece of eggshell swallowed, the bodies of these little turtle monsters expanded a little. When all the eggshells were swallowed, these little turtle monsters had grown to a height of one foot. They turned around and looked at the Holy Lord Nine Spirits, then they prostrated themselves on the ground and worshiped him, calling him 'Father' repeatedly.

With a few sounds of "Huhu", a white cloud of water rose into the sky behind the heads of these little turtle monsters. In the water cloud, spiritual souls with a height of more than ten feet could be seen flying and whirling, constantly making high-pitched chirping sounds.

Jiuling Shengzun looked at the divine images behind the heads of these little turtle demons, and suddenly couldn't help but grin.

Just like the Ghost Mother, the Nine Spirits Saint Lord also has such miraculous power. Although it is a little unsightly to hear that a husband turtle spits out turtle eggs, the eggs he spits out are just like the Yi ghost mother. They can hatch new offspring in the blink of an eye, and they are all masters who have condensed their souls into magical forms.

Compared with the reproduction and growth of the ethnic group, what is a slight loss of reputation

The Holy Lord Nine Spirits was very pregnant. He hurriedly walked to these little turtle monsters, patted their bodies with great kindness, and helped them up one by one.

"interesting."

In the black mist, the huge ghost face sighed faintly.

"It's just that this old turtle is different from the old bug. Bugs can reproduce tens of thousands of eggs at a time and hatch countless offspring. This is the innate instinct of bugs. Although this old turtle has taken away the inner elixir of the old bug, but the turtle clan The reproduction is still not as good as that of insects, hey... better than nothing."

Yin Xuuge turned around and looked at the ghost face carefully.

Huang Pu Xiongqi and others were dragged forward into the Black Mist Valley of the Gods by the ghostly face that Yin Xuege saw with his own eyes back then.

Now the flying yakshas transformed by Huangpu Xiongqi and others are suspended in the black mist, clustered in front of this huge ghost face. In addition to these masters of the most holy method, other ancestors of the Kunhuan Dynasty such as Yao Wuyou also transformed into Feitian Yaksha, standing silently in the black mist.

Obviously, these masters of the Jue family were poisoned by this ghost face at some point, and were transformed from living people into zombie yakshas.

The huge grimace also widened its blank eyes, looking up and down at Yin Xuege.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and then the huge grimace sighed slowly and said something.

"In the past, our sect suffered a great disaster. At that time, the headmaster gave up the opportunity of reincarnation, burned his soul, and moved the last fundamental place of our sect to this ghost place where the sun has never been seen. Countless years, countless years, it has been very difficult for me After practicing again, I gathered some of the spiritual wisdom that had been scattered by those demon cubs, and I was just about to find a way to recruit a few inheritance disciples who are suitable for my sect, when I unexpectedly encountered such an interesting thing."

"Oh? Who is senior?"

Yin Xuuge clasped his hands behind his back and curiously asked this huge ghost face.

"You can call me, Corpse God. This face is my external incarnation, and it is also an illusion transformed by the last restriction in the core of our sect. It doesn't matter. As for my true body, I am still sleeping deep in this canyon. , junior, if you have the courage, do you dare to come down and meet me?"

The huge grimace narrowed his eyes and sighed slowly.

"If you don't dare to come down, then there is nothing more to say. I will not disdain to cooperate with such a courageous person."

"But if you dare to come down, maybe I can give you some additional benefits. For example, your body seems to be dominated by Aoki energy, but you are striving to make the five elements of energy reach a harmonious and unified state of balance? "

(End of chapter)