More red-blooded thunder struck down from the blood cloud, and the previous vision of heaven and earth seemed to be completely disrupted.
This mother really encountered a ghost.
"Ouch!" The blood dragon roared and turned around to hide in the depths of the rift valley, but in an instant, thousands of thunder pillars had gathered in the blood cloud, all of which shrouded the rift valley where the blood dragon fell.
The Blood Cloud Wasteland was already weird enough, but when he thought that there would be a large group of Rakshasa White Walkers, especially those that were extremely powerful, breaking in, Chen Hai's heart was beating wildly.
"The laws of heaven and earth in Blood Cloud Wasteland are still in effect?" Chen Hai saw this scene and asked Zuo Er fearfully, thinking that Zuo Er at this time should not have such a strong and irreversible power, otherwise he wouldn't The temple shrank into the ground...
The voice became louder and louder, like an invisible heavy hammer, severely impacting Chen Hai's soul and thoughts, making him miserable.
More red-blooded thunder struck down from the blood cloud, and the previous vision of heaven and earth seemed to be completely disrupted.
Suddenly, there was a strange and loud sound. It was extremely weird, as if it was seeping out from the void in all directions of the Blood Cloud Wasteland. It was sharp and harsh, like Sanskrit singing or drum sound, full of evil and mysterious power. It strongly impacted Chen Hai's soul and thoughts staying in the sea of consciousness of the puppet clone, and seemed to tear Chen Hai's soul and thoughts into pieces.
The next moment, his soul and thoughts seemed to be completely integrated into the sea of consciousness of the puppet clone. There was no longer a layer of separation like before. At this moment, the puppet clone's body seemed to be his body, and the puppet clone's hands and feet, It's his hands and feet...
"Place of the Past?" Chen Hai wondered what the hell the Land of the Past was, but seeing the countless phantoms rushing towards the remains of the ghosts covering the ground, a thought flashed through his mind and he asked in horror, "Could it be that? These are all the souls of Rakshasa ghosts, and they all rushed to the Blood Cloud Wasteland to be reincarnated, right?"
Chen Hai covered the ears of the puppet clone, but this strange sound was pervasive. Perhaps it was the first tiny space in the blood cloud wasteland where this strange sound seeped out. Chen Hai could not block the sound from getting in at all.
If the puppet clone had a heart, Chen Hai thought that his puppet clone's heart would definitely burst out of fear at this moment. A strange ghost skeleton came to life in front of his eyes and nose, and he sat up on top of him.
Chen Hai suddenly captured the key information in Zuo Er's words.
His guess was soon confirmed when he saw rain of blood pouring down. The skeletons seemed to be covered with a layer of blood film. They quickly absorbed more of the blood rain full of mysterious power and grew a film of flesh and blood. Come.
Chen Hai suddenly captured the key information in Zuo Er's words.
I don’t know how long it took before the voice full of evil and mysterious power gradually faded away. As Chen Hai struggled painfully, the bloody corpse-like puppet clone dug into the mud pit with its hunched limbs, and several Rakshasa were pressed on it. The bones of the White Walkers.
Zuo Er was completely unresponsive at this time. He seemed not to want to be noticed by beings outside the Blood Cloud Wasteland that he was still in the Blood Cloud Wasteland.
Chen Hai no longer cared whether his left ear could spy on what he was thinking, and silently raised a middle finger in his heart to express protest.
He didn't know how long the pain lasted, and he thought he would rather lose his soul than endure it again.
"The secret method of Rakshasa blood refining?"
The voice became louder and louder, like an invisible heavy hammer, severely impacting Chen Hai's soul and thoughts, making him miserable.
The Blood Cloud Wasteland was already weird enough, but when he thought that there would be a large group of Rakshasa White Walkers, especially those that were extremely powerful, breaking in, Chen Hai's heart was beating wildly.
Chen Hai suddenly captured the key information in Zuo Er's words.
The Blood Cloud Wasteland was already weird enough, but when he thought that there would be a large group of Rakshasa White Walkers, especially those that were extremely powerful, breaking in, Chen Hai's heart was beating wildly.
Chen Hai followed the Dragon Emperor Cang Yu into another world and thought it was an eye-opener. But when he saw the scene in front of him, he still felt it was extremely weird and unbelievable.
"There is an old ghost in the Rakshasa Realm who has mastered the Rebirth Formation..." The old voice in the left ear, which had disappeared for a long time, sounded again.
At this time, Chen Hai wanted to cut off the connection with the snake bracelet, break away from the puppet clone, and return to the Medicine Garden where he was sitting cross-legged and meditating. However, he found that his soul and thoughts seemed to be imprisoned by this strange voice, and he could only resist the process of opening the skull and removing the brain. Such unspeakable pain.
Thinking of this, Chen Hai made up his mind and said: "Please pass on the secret method of Rakshasa blood refining to me..."
Chen Hai had previously thought that he might be able to cope with the intrusion of thirty or fifty Rakshasa ghosts, but now he saw tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of ferocious corpses coming to life like possessed spirits. , his legs and feet were paralyzed with fear, and he even forgot to push away the few remaining bones on his body.
What, a blood-refined demonic body
I don’t know how long it took before the voice full of evil and mysterious power gradually faded away. As Chen Hai struggled painfully, the bloody corpse-like puppet clone dug into the mud pit with its hunched limbs, and several Rakshasa were pressed on it. The bones of the White Walkers.
It’s so fucking alive!
I don’t know how long it took before the voice full of evil and mysterious power gradually faded away. As Chen Hai struggled painfully, the bloody corpse-like puppet clone dug into the mud pit with its hunched limbs, and several Rakshasa were pressed on it. The bones of the White Walkers.
Suddenly, there was a strange and loud sound. It was extremely weird, as if it was seeping out from the void in all directions of the Blood Cloud Wasteland. It was sharp and harsh, like Sanskrit singing or drum sound, full of evil and mysterious power. It strongly impacted Chen Hai's soul and thoughts staying in the sea of consciousness of the puppet clone, and seemed to tear Chen Hai's soul and thoughts into pieces.
Chen Hai wanted to push the bones on his body away, but when he raised his head, he saw that the blood cloud above his head was surging violently like lava.
The skeleton-like bones turned into hideous and terrifying Rakshasa blood corpses, and at the same time they became more flexible and powerful.
Chen Hai followed the Dragon Emperor Cang Yu into another world and thought it was an eye-opener. But when he saw the scene in front of him, he still felt it was extremely weird and unbelievable.
The Blood Cloud Wasteland was already weird enough, but when he thought that there would be a large group of Rakshasa White Walkers, especially those that were extremely powerful, breaking in, Chen Hai's heart was beating wildly.
"Bang!" A bolt of lightning suddenly released from the blood cloud, turning into a lightning pillar that connected to the sky, and slashed towards the blood dragon's ferocious head.
As soon as Chen Hai finished speaking, he saw a wave of golden light rising from the depths of the puppet clone's sea of consciousness, wrapping his soul and thoughts.
Chen Hai didn't have time to appreciate the subtle feelings anymore. The strange voice filled with the power of evil souls sounded again pervasively.
Soon, blood raindrops hit Chen Hai's puppet clone, causing a burning pain. It felt like it was not rain, but sulfuric acid, but he did not think about avoiding it, because he felt that every drop of blood rain had a trace of mystery. Power, in this burning pain, poured into the body of the puppet clone.
Those bloody arcs of lightning did not strike down anymore, but instead condensed into a strange ball deep in the blood cloud, as if a huge Blood Wheel Demonic Eye was overlooking this deserted and strange land...
Chen Hai didn't expect that the soul of a Rakshasa ghost would be resurrected inside this dragon bone that looked like it was made of gold!
What, a blood-refined demonic body
The Blood Cloud Wasteland was already weird enough, but when he thought that there would be a large group of Rakshasa White Walkers, especially those that were extremely powerful, breaking in, Chen Hai's heart was beating wildly.
Why aren't you afraid? Even if these low-level White Walkers have extremely low IQs, they won't be able to see any flaws for a while. Who wouldn't be upset if they stayed in this hellish place? Chen Hai cursed.
"Bang!" A bolt of lightning suddenly released from the blood cloud, turning into a lightning pillar that connected to the sky, and slashed towards the blood dragon's ferocious head.
The skeleton-like ferocious alien ghost opened and closed its jaws and uttered meaningless syllables, seeming to be saying something to Chen Hai.
Chen Hai thought to himself that he should leave this strange place quickly. This is not a place for people to stay at all.
Soon, countless ghost-like shadows floated out from the blood-colored magic eyes condensed by lightning.
Zuo Er was completely unresponsive at this time. He seemed not to want to be noticed by beings outside the Blood Cloud Wasteland that he was still in the Blood Cloud Wasteland.
It’s so fucking alive!
Suddenly, there was a strange and loud sound. It was extremely weird, as if it was seeping out from the void in all directions of the Blood Cloud Wasteland. It was sharp and harsh, like Sanskrit singing or drum sound, full of evil and mysterious power. It strongly impacted Chen Hai's soul and thoughts staying in the sea of consciousness of the puppet clone, and seemed to tear Chen Hai's soul and thoughts into pieces.
It was as if his soul and thoughts were truly divided into two independent and closely connected existences at this moment.
Chen Hai followed the Dragon Emperor Cang Yu into another world and thought it was an eye-opener. But when he saw the scene in front of him, he still felt it was extremely weird and unbelievable.
One by one, Rakshasa blood corpses stood up in the blood cloud wasteland and roared towards the sky. Soon, a mysterious and irresistible will began to revive in their minds, controlling these countless, blood corpse-like Rakshasa ghosts. , slowly gathered towards the place where the temple sank.
"There is an old ghost in the Rakshasa Realm who has mastered the Rebirth Formation..." The old voice in the left ear, which had disappeared for a long time, sounded again.
"The laws of heaven and earth in Blood Cloud Wasteland are still in effect?" Chen Hai saw this scene and asked Zuo Er fearfully, thinking that Zuo Er at this time should not have such a strong and irreversible power, otherwise he wouldn't The temple shrank into the ground...
If the puppet clone had a heart, Chen Hai thought that his puppet clone's heart would definitely burst out of fear at this moment. A strange ghost skeleton came to life in front of his eyes and nose, and he sat up on top of him.
"Those old ghosts were afraid of the backlash from the power of the laws of heaven and earth, so they didn't dare to come in directly. They forced the formation of the afterlife and let so many lonely ghosts in, probably because they wanted to completely consume the power of the temple. , so that they can come in with confidence in the future. Don’t be afraid, these low-level white ghosts have very low IQs, and they won’t be able to see any flaws for a while... "
"This White Walker regards you as its own kind and wants you to help it stand up."
I don’t know how long it took before the voice full of evil and mysterious power gradually faded away. As Chen Hai struggled painfully, the bloody corpse-like puppet clone dug into the mud pit with its hunched limbs, and several Rakshasa were pressed on it. The bones of the White Walkers.
Chen Hai thought to himself, even if these countless low-level white ghosts immediately kill each other after being resurrected, if he gets involved, he will die without any chance of survival. What is the point of practicing
The skeletons of the strange ghosts all over the ground were weird enough, but what was even weirder was seeing the countless shadows of ghosts throwing themselves into these ferocious skeletons, and soon they were all big and small. The skeleton began to twist "click-click-click", trying to sit up and stand up as if it was alive. The empty eye sockets were no longer empty, but seemed to be stuffed with balls of will-o'-the-wisps that made hair grow in the heart. Looking around grimly.
Chen Hai no longer cared whether his left ear could spy on what he was thinking, and silently raised a middle finger in his heart to express protest.
Soon, blood raindrops hit Chen Hai's puppet clone, causing a burning pain. It felt like it was not rain, but sulfuric acid, but he did not think about avoiding it, because he felt that every drop of blood rain had a trace of mystery. Power, in this burning pain, poured into the body of the puppet clone.
"Ouch!"
Chen Hai didn't expect that the soul of a Rakshasa ghost would be resurrected inside this dragon bone that looked like it was made of gold!
He didn't know how long the pain lasted, and he thought he would rather lose his soul than endure it again.
Most of the skeletons possessed by Rakshasa ghosts could not move very much and were still adapting to the new environment. When they saw the rain of blood falling from the sky, they all got up one after another as if they had been on stimulants. Use all your strength to suck, and open your jaws to receive this rain of blood...
"Those old ghosts were afraid of the backlash from the power of the laws of heaven and earth, so they didn't dare to come in directly. They forced the formation of the afterlife and let so many lonely ghosts in, probably because they wanted to completely consume the power of the temple. , so that they can come in with confidence in the future. Don’t be afraid, these low-level white ghosts have very low IQs, and they won’t be able to see any flaws for a while... "
Soon, countless ghost-like shadows floated out from the blood-colored magic eyes condensed by lightning.
"Your soul and thoughts can withstand the purification of the secret curse of the past life. I don't know how many people can't dream of it." The old voice of Zuo Er said, "These old ghosts in the Rakshasa realm cannot directly open it and enter the bloodstream." The passage to Cloud Wasteland, but I didn’t expect that they actually regarded Blood Cloud Wasteland as the place of death for their lonely ghosts!”
Most of the skeletons possessed by Rakshasa ghosts could not move very much and were still adapting to the new environment. When they saw the rain of blood falling from the sky, they all got up one after another as if they had been on stimulants. Use all your strength to suck, and open your jaws to receive this rain of blood...
He didn't know how long the pain lasted, and he thought he would rather lose his soul than endure it again.
It’s so fucking alive!
Chen Hai wanted to push the bones on his body away, but when he raised his head, he saw that the blood cloud above his head was surging violently like lava.
Those bloody arcs of lightning did not strike down anymore, but instead condensed into a strange ball deep in the blood cloud, as if a huge Blood Wheel Demonic Eye was overlooking this deserted and strange land...
The old voice in the left ear came again at this time.
I don’t know how long it took before the voice full of evil and mysterious power gradually faded away. As Chen Hai struggled painfully, the bloody corpse-like puppet clone dug into the mud pit with its hunched limbs, and several Rakshasa were pressed on it. The bones of the White Walkers.
"Place of the Past?" Chen Hai wondered what the hell the Land of the Past was, but seeing the countless phantoms rushing towards the remains of the ghosts covering the ground, a thought flashed through his mind and he asked in horror, "Could it be that? These are all the souls of Rakshasa ghosts, and they all rushed to the Blood Cloud Wasteland to be reincarnated, right?"
Those bloody arcs of lightning did not strike down anymore, but instead condensed into a strange ball deep in the blood cloud, as if a huge Blood Wheel Demonic Eye was overlooking this deserted and strange land...
He didn't know how long the pain lasted, and he thought he would rather lose his soul than endure it again.
Chen Hai wanted to push the bones on his body away, but when he raised his head, he saw that the blood cloud above his head was surging violently like lava.
Most of the skeletons possessed by Rakshasa ghosts could not move very much and were still adapting to the new environment. When they saw the rain of blood falling from the sky, they all got up one after another as if they had been on stimulants. Use all your strength to suck, and open your jaws to receive this rain of blood...
The Blood Cloud Wasteland was already weird enough, but when he thought that there would be a large group of Rakshasa White Walkers, especially those that were extremely powerful, breaking in, Chen Hai's heart was beating wildly.
At this time, Chen Hai wanted to cut off the connection with the snake bracelet, break away from the puppet clone, and return to the Medicine Garden where he was sitting cross-legged and meditating. However, he found that his soul and thoughts seemed to be imprisoned by this strange voice, and he could only resist the process of opening the skull and removing the brain. Such unspeakable pain.
"Kakakaka" a strange sound came...
"These low-level white ghosts are bloodthirsty. Those old ghosts can only instill some simple will into them. Once they cannot find the temple, they will kill each other very quickly - this will also be a rare opportunity for you to cultivate the blood-refined demon body." ." Zuo Er said.
"Although it's not exactly the same thing, it's almost the same," Zuo Er seemed to regret his mistake, and did not forget to explain to Chen Hai, "None of those old ghosts in the Rakshasa Realm have truly mastered the laws of heaven and earth. If the physical body can't come in for a while, let these lonely wild ghosts break in first and use the bones of the strange ghosts all over the ground to resurrect..."
Chen Hai no longer cared whether his left ear could spy on what he was thinking, and silently raised a middle finger in his heart to express protest.
More red-blooded thunder struck down from the blood cloud, and the previous vision of heaven and earth seemed to be completely disrupted.
The skeletons of the strange ghosts all over the ground were weird enough, but what was even weirder was seeing the countless shadows of ghosts throwing themselves into these ferocious skeletons, and soon they were all big and small. The skeleton began to twist "click-click-click", trying to sit up and stand up as if it was alive. The empty eye sockets were no longer empty, but seemed to be stuffed with balls of will-o'-the-wisps that made hair grow in the heart. Looking around grimly.
The skeleton-like bones turned into hideous and terrifying Rakshasa blood corpses, and at the same time they became more flexible and powerful.
It was as if his soul and thoughts were truly divided into two independent and closely connected existences at this moment.
Chen Hai didn't expect that the soul of a Rakshasa ghost would be resurrected inside this dragon bone that looked like it was made of gold!
The skeletons of the strange ghosts all over the ground were weird enough, but what was even weirder was seeing the countless shadows of ghosts throwing themselves into these ferocious skeletons, and soon they were all big and small. The skeleton began to twist "click-click-click", trying to sit up and stand up as if it was alive. The empty eye sockets were no longer empty, but seemed to be stuffed with balls of will-o'-the-wisps that made hair grow in the heart. Looking around grimly.
It’s so fucking alive!
"Kakakaka" a strange sound came...
"Ouch!"
The voice became louder and louder, like an invisible heavy hammer, severely impacting Chen Hai's soul and thoughts, making him miserable.
Chen Hai had previously thought that he might be able to cope with the intrusion of thirty or fifty Rakshasa ghosts, but now he saw tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of ferocious corpses coming to life like possessed spirits. , his legs and feet were paralyzed with fear, and he even forgot to push away the few remaining bones on his body.
"Don't ask too much. I want to hide the temple deeper, and I want to put the Rakshasa blood refining secret method and some simple Rakshasa language directly into the sea of consciousness of the puppet clone. I want to help some of your soul thoughts and the puppet The fusion of the avatar's sea of consciousness consumes a lot, and I don't have the energy to explain too many things to you." Zuo Er's voice said anxiously, "What you have to remember is that once you practice the Nirvana Blood Refining Technique, you will have a part of your soul. Your thoughts are completely integrated with the puppet clone. When the time comes, you can no longer give up the puppet clone easily; in addition, your real body must not practice the Rakshasa blood refining secret method easily... "
Chen Hai suddenly captured the key information in Zuo Er's words.
"Kakakaka" a strange sound came...
"Those old ghosts were afraid of the backlash from the power of the laws of heaven and earth, so they didn't dare to come in directly. They forced the formation of the afterlife and let so many lonely ghosts in, probably because they wanted to completely consume the power of the temple. , so that they can come in with confidence in the future. Don’t be afraid, these low-level white ghosts have very low IQs, and they won’t be able to see any flaws for a while... "
The skeleton-like bones turned into hideous and terrifying Rakshasa blood corpses, and at the same time they became more flexible and powerful.
This mother really encountered a ghost.
"Your soul and thoughts can withstand the purification of the secret curse of the past life. I don't know how many people can't dream of it." The old voice of Zuo Er said, "These old ghosts in the Rakshasa realm cannot directly open it and enter the bloodstream." The passage to Cloud Wasteland, but I didn’t expect that they actually regarded Blood Cloud Wasteland as the place of death for their lonely ghosts!”
"Your soul and thoughts can withstand the purification of the secret curse of the past life. I don't know how many people can't dream of it." The old voice of Zuo Er said, "These old ghosts in the Rakshasa realm cannot directly open it and enter the bloodstream." The passage to Cloud Wasteland, but I didn’t expect that they actually regarded Blood Cloud Wasteland as the place of death for their lonely ghosts!”
As soon as Chen Hai finished speaking, he saw a wave of golden light rising from the depths of the puppet clone's sea of consciousness, wrapping his soul and thoughts.
"呄GA..."
As soon as Chen Hai finished speaking, he saw a wave of golden light rising from the depths of the puppet clone's sea of consciousness, wrapping his soul and thoughts.
If the puppet clone had a heart, Chen Hai thought that his puppet clone's heart would definitely burst out of fear at this moment. A strange ghost skeleton came to life in front of his eyes and nose, and he sat up on top of him.
His guess was soon confirmed when he saw rain of blood pouring down. The skeletons seemed to be covered with a layer of blood film. They quickly absorbed more of the blood rain full of mysterious power and grew a film of flesh and blood. Come.
However, this skeleton must have been lying here for too long. It is like a rusty machine. The ghost spirit has only just possessed it and cannot be integrated well. It can only sit up reluctantly and struggles to stand up, but it staggers. , as if it would fall apart at any time.
Chen Hai covered the ears of the puppet clone, but this strange sound was pervasive. Perhaps it was the first tiny space in the blood cloud wasteland where this strange sound seeped out. Chen Hai could not block the sound from getting in at all.
"呄GA..."
However, this skeleton must have been lying here for too long. It is like a rusty machine. The ghost spirit has only just possessed it and cannot be integrated well. It can only sit up reluctantly and struggles to stand up, but it staggers. , as if it would fall apart at any time.
However, this skeleton must have been lying here for too long. It is like a rusty machine. The ghost spirit has only just possessed it and cannot be integrated well. It can only sit up reluctantly and struggles to stand up, but it staggers. , as if it would fall apart at any time.
This time, the weird sound didn't last long, and soon the huge demonic eye with blood-red lightning exploded suddenly, turning into a majestic rain of blood, falling down to the land of blood clouds.
"Your soul and thoughts can withstand the purification of the secret curse of the past life. I don't know how many people can't dream of it." The old voice of Zuo Er said, "These old ghosts in the Rakshasa realm cannot directly open it and enter the bloodstream." The passage to Cloud Wasteland, but I didn’t expect that they actually regarded Blood Cloud Wasteland as the place of death for their lonely ghosts!”
Chen Hai no longer cared whether his left ear could spy on what he was thinking, and silently raised a middle finger in his heart to express protest.
Most of the Rakshasa blood corpses were as tall as Chen Hai's puppet clones, and their movements were slower. But seeing those Rakshasa giant corpses that were often 17 or 18 meters tall, Chen Hai trembled in his heart, thinking, with these Isn't he tired of living with trolls killing each other
If the puppet clone had a heart, Chen Hai thought that his puppet clone's heart would definitely burst out of fear at this moment. A strange ghost skeleton came to life in front of his eyes and nose, and he sat up on top of him.
Suddenly, there was a strange and loud sound. It was extremely weird, as if it was seeping out from the void in all directions of the Blood Cloud Wasteland. It was sharp and harsh, like Sanskrit singing or drum sound, full of evil and mysterious power. It strongly impacted Chen Hai's soul and thoughts staying in the sea of consciousness of the puppet clone, and seemed to tear Chen Hai's soul and thoughts into pieces.
The voice became louder and louder, like an invisible heavy hammer, severely impacting Chen Hai's soul and thoughts, making him miserable.
Probably because he was afraid that Chen Hai would completely cut off the connection with the snake bracelet, Zuo Er, who had been reluctant to give him any real benefits, finally relaxed: "Although the secrets of martial arts you have understood are not complete, there are nearly a hundred types, which is just enough to continue. Practicing the secret method of Rakshasa blood refining..."
And this strange ghost seemed to notice something abnormal underneath him, plugging two will-o'-the-wisp-like eye sockets, staring at Chen Hai underneath him, so frightened that Chen Hai wanted to immediately cut off the connection between his mind and the snake bracelet.
Chen Hai thought to himself that he should leave this strange place quickly. This is not a place for people to stay at all.
Chen Hai suddenly captured the key information in Zuo Er's words.
As soon as Chen Hai finished speaking, he saw a wave of golden light rising from the depths of the puppet clone's sea of consciousness, wrapping his soul and thoughts.
Most of the Rakshasa blood corpses were as tall as Chen Hai's puppet clones, and their movements were slower. But seeing those Rakshasa giant corpses that were often 17 or 18 meters tall, Chen Hai trembled in his heart, thinking, with these Isn't he tired of living with trolls killing each other
"These low-level white ghosts are bloodthirsty. Those old ghosts can only instill some simple will into them. Once they cannot find the temple, they will kill each other very quickly - this will also be a rare opportunity for you to cultivate the blood-refined demon body." ." Zuo Er said.
The skeletons of the strange ghosts all over the ground were weird enough, but what was even weirder was seeing the countless shadows of ghosts throwing themselves into these ferocious skeletons, and soon they were all big and small. The skeleton began to twist "click-click-click", trying to sit up and stand up as if it was alive. The empty eye sockets were no longer empty, but seemed to be stuffed with balls of will-o'-the-wisps that made hair grow in the heart. Looking around grimly.
"This White Walker regards you as its own kind and wants you to help it stand up."
"呄GA..."
"Those old ghosts were afraid of the backlash from the power of the laws of heaven and earth, so they didn't dare to come in directly. They forced the formation of the afterlife and let so many lonely ghosts in, probably because they wanted to completely consume the power of the temple. , so that they can come in with confidence in the future. Don’t be afraid, these low-level white ghosts have very low IQs, and they won’t be able to see any flaws for a while... "
"Ouch!"
"Those old ghosts were afraid of the backlash from the power of the laws of heaven and earth, so they didn't dare to come in directly. They forced the formation of the afterlife and let so many lonely ghosts in, probably because they wanted to completely consume the power of the temple. , so that they can come in with confidence in the future. Don’t be afraid, these low-level white ghosts have very low IQs, and they won’t be able to see any flaws for a while... "
The skeleton-like ferocious alien ghost opened and closed its jaws and uttered meaningless syllables, seeming to be saying something to Chen Hai.
His guess was soon confirmed when he saw rain of blood pouring down. The skeletons seemed to be covered with a layer of blood film. They quickly absorbed more of the blood rain full of mysterious power and grew a film of flesh and blood. Come.
Chen Hai wanted to push the bones on his body away, but when he raised his head, he saw that the blood cloud above his head was surging violently like lava.
Chen Hai followed the Dragon Emperor Cang Yu into another world and thought it was an eye-opener. But when he saw the scene in front of him, he still felt it was extremely weird and unbelievable.
Most of the Rakshasa blood corpses were as tall as Chen Hai's puppet clones, and their movements were slower. But seeing those Rakshasa giant corpses that were often 17 or 18 meters tall, Chen Hai trembled in his heart, thinking, with these Isn't he tired of living with trolls killing each other
Chen Hai thought to himself that he should leave this strange place quickly. This is not a place for people to stay at all.
"There is an old ghost in the Rakshasa Realm who has mastered the Rebirth Formation..." The old voice in the left ear, which had disappeared for a long time, sounded again.
As soon as Chen Hai finished speaking, he saw a wave of golden light rising from the depths of the puppet clone's sea of consciousness, wrapping his soul and thoughts.
Why aren't you afraid? Even if these low-level White Walkers have extremely low IQs, they won't be able to see any flaws for a while. Who wouldn't be upset if they stayed in this hellish place? Chen Hai cursed.
"Although it's not exactly the same thing, it's almost the same," Zuo Er seemed to regret his mistake, and did not forget to explain to Chen Hai, "None of those old ghosts in the Rakshasa Realm have truly mastered the laws of heaven and earth. If the physical body can't come in for a while, let these lonely wild ghosts break in first and use the bones of the strange ghosts all over the ground to resurrect..."
Chen Hai wanted to push the bones on his body away, but when he raised his head, he saw that the blood cloud above his head was surging violently like lava.
Chen Hai no longer cared whether his left ear could spy on what he was thinking, and silently raised a middle finger in his heart to express protest.
Those bloody arcs of lightning did not strike down anymore, but instead condensed into a strange ball deep in the blood cloud, as if a huge Blood Wheel Demonic Eye was overlooking this deserted and strange land...
Soon, countless ghost-like shadows floated out from the blood-colored magic eyes condensed by lightning.
"This White Walker regards you as its own kind and wants you to help it stand up."
"Don't ask too much. I want to hide the temple deeper, and I want to put the Rakshasa blood refining secret method and some simple Rakshasa language directly into the sea of consciousness of the puppet clone. I want to help some of your soul thoughts and the puppet The fusion of the avatar's sea of consciousness consumes a lot, and I don't have the energy to explain too many things to you." Zuo Er's voice said anxiously, "What you have to remember is that once you practice the Nirvana Blood Refining Technique, you will have a part of your soul. Your thoughts are completely integrated with the puppet clone. When the time comes, you can no longer give up the puppet clone easily; in addition, your real body must not practice the Rakshasa blood refining secret method easily... "
An earth-shattering roar almost tore apart the blood cloud covering the earth. An unimaginably ferocious blood dragon flew out of a rift valley, baring its teeth and claws, and flew towards the direction of the temple's sinking.
Most of the skeletons possessed by Rakshasa ghosts could not move very much and were still adapting to the new environment. When they saw the rain of blood falling from the sky, they all got up one after another as if they had been on stimulants. Use all your strength to suck, and open your jaws to receive this rain of blood...
Why aren't you afraid? Even if these low-level White Walkers have extremely low IQs, they won't be able to see any flaws for a while. Who wouldn't be upset if they stayed in this hellish place? Chen Hai cursed.
Probably because he was afraid that Chen Hai would completely cut off the connection with the snake bracelet, Zuo Er, who had been reluctant to give him any real benefits, finally relaxed: "Although the secrets of martial arts you have understood are not complete, there are nearly a hundred types, which is just enough to continue. Practicing the secret method of Rakshasa blood refining..."
It’s so fucking alive!
The voice became louder and louder, like an invisible heavy hammer, severely impacting Chen Hai's soul and thoughts, making him miserable.
The old voice in the left ear came again at this time.
The skeletons of the strange ghosts all over the ground were weird enough, but what was even weirder was seeing the countless shadows of ghosts throwing themselves into these ferocious skeletons, and soon they were all big and small. The skeleton began to twist "click-click-click", trying to sit up and stand up as if it was alive. The empty eye sockets were no longer empty, but seemed to be stuffed with balls of will-o'-the-wisps that made hair grow in the heart. Looking around grimly.
This mother really encountered a ghost.
"Ouch!" The blood dragon roared and turned around to hide in the depths of the rift valley, but in an instant, thousands of thunder pillars had gathered in the blood cloud, all of which shrouded the rift valley where the blood dragon fell.
At this time, Chen Hai wanted to cut off the connection with the snake bracelet, break away from the puppet clone, and return to the Medicine Garden where he was sitting cross-legged and meditating. However, he found that his soul and thoughts seemed to be imprisoned by this strange voice, and he could only resist the process of opening the skull and removing the brain. Such unspeakable pain.
This time, the weird sound didn't last long, and soon the huge demonic eye with blood-red lightning exploded suddenly, turning into a majestic rain of blood, falling down to the land of blood clouds.
Zuo Er was completely unresponsive at this time. He seemed not to want to be noticed by beings outside the Blood Cloud Wasteland that he was still in the Blood Cloud Wasteland.
Most of the skeletons possessed by Rakshasa ghosts could not move very much and were still adapting to the new environment. When they saw the rain of blood falling from the sky, they all got up one after another as if they had been on stimulants. Use all your strength to suck, and open your jaws to receive this rain of blood...
"Those old ghosts were afraid of the backlash from the power of the laws of heaven and earth, so they didn't dare to come in directly. They forced the formation of the afterlife and let so many lonely ghosts in, probably because they wanted to completely consume the power of the temple. , so that they can come in with confidence in the future. Don’t be afraid, these low-level white ghosts have very low IQs, and they won’t be able to see any flaws for a while... "
"Yes, the laws of heaven and earth in the Blood Cloud Wasteland are still in effect, so those old ghosts dare not break in directly. The scene just now has taught them enough lessons. I am too tired, I am afraid I will fall into eternal dormancy. Even if the temple is exposed, don't worry, they will eventually control the entire Blood Cloud Wasteland. If you practice the secret method of Rakshasa Blood Refining, you will hopefully become a Rakshasa Demonic Body, but don't forget that your original intention is to be a human being, not a demon... "
"Although it's not exactly the same thing, it's almost the same," Zuo Er seemed to regret his mistake, and did not forget to explain to Chen Hai, "None of those old ghosts in the Rakshasa Realm have truly mastered the laws of heaven and earth. If the physical body can't come in for a while, let these lonely wild ghosts break in first and use the bones of the strange ghosts all over the ground to resurrect..."
Most of the Rakshasa blood corpses were as tall as Chen Hai's puppet clones, and their movements were slower. But seeing those Rakshasa giant corpses that were often 17 or 18 meters tall, Chen Hai trembled in his heart, thinking, with these Isn't he tired of living with trolls killing each other
"Yes, the laws of heaven and earth in the Blood Cloud Wasteland are still in effect, so those old ghosts dare not break in directly. The scene just now has taught them enough lessons. I am too tired, I am afraid I will fall into eternal dormancy. Even if the temple is exposed, don't worry, they will eventually control the entire Blood Cloud Wasteland. If you practice the secret method of Rakshasa Blood Refining, you will hopefully become a Rakshasa Demonic Body, but don't forget that your original intention is to be a human being, not a demon... "
The Blood Cloud Wasteland was cracked and dried up. He hadn't seen any raindrops falling from the blood clouds for more than half a year since he came here. Now it was actually raining blood!
Chen Hai didn't expect that the soul of a Rakshasa ghost would be resurrected inside this dragon bone that looked like it was made of gold!
Chen Hai didn't expect that the soul of a Rakshasa ghost would be resurrected inside this dragon bone that looked like it was made of gold!
Why aren't you afraid? Even if these low-level White Walkers have extremely low IQs, they won't be able to see any flaws for a while. Who wouldn't be upset if they stayed in this hellish place? Chen Hai cursed.
"Place of the Past?" Chen Hai wondered what the hell the Land of the Past was, but seeing the countless phantoms rushing towards the remains of the ghosts covering the ground, a thought flashed through his mind and he asked in horror, "Could it be that? These are all the souls of Rakshasa ghosts, and they all rushed to the Blood Cloud Wasteland to be reincarnated, right?"
Those bloody arcs of lightning did not strike down anymore, but instead condensed into a strange ball deep in the blood cloud, as if a huge Blood Wheel Demonic Eye was overlooking this deserted and strange land...
"These low-level white ghosts are bloodthirsty. Those old ghosts can only instill some simple will into them. Once they cannot find the temple, they will kill each other very quickly - this will also be a rare opportunity for you to cultivate the blood-refined demon body." ." Zuo Er said.
Chen Hai had seen the blood dragon's bones before. Unlike those gray-white or blue-black withered bones, the blood dragon's bones were golden yellow, as if they were made of gold. Even though there was only a pile of bones left in the wasteland like a giant tomb, It still gives people the feeling that there is terrifying power inside.
His guess was soon confirmed when he saw rain of blood pouring down. The skeletons seemed to be covered with a layer of blood film. They quickly absorbed more of the blood rain full of mysterious power and grew a film of flesh and blood. Come.
Chen Hai had previously thought that he might be able to cope with the intrusion of thirty or fifty Rakshasa ghosts, but now he saw tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of ferocious corpses coming to life like possessed spirits. , his legs and feet were paralyzed with fear, and he even forgot to push away the few remaining bones on his body.
Chen Hai thought to himself that he should leave this strange place quickly. This is not a place for people to stay at all.
"These low-level white ghosts are bloodthirsty. Those old ghosts can only instill some simple will into them. Once they cannot find the temple, they will kill each other very quickly - this will also be a rare opportunity for you to cultivate the blood-refined demon body." ." Zuo Er said.
He didn't know how long the pain lasted, and he thought he would rather lose his soul than endure it again.
Chen Hai had previously thought that he might be able to cope with the intrusion of thirty or fifty Rakshasa ghosts, but now he saw tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of ferocious corpses coming to life like possessed spirits. , his legs and feet were paralyzed with fear, and he even forgot to push away the few remaining bones on his body.
Chen Hai wanted to push the bones on his body away, but when he raised his head, he saw that the blood cloud above his head was surging violently like lava.
"Ouch!" The blood dragon roared and turned around to hide in the depths of the rift valley, but in an instant, thousands of thunder pillars had gathered in the blood cloud, all of which shrouded the rift valley where the blood dragon fell.
The skeletons of the strange ghosts all over the ground were weird enough, but what was even weirder was seeing the countless shadows of ghosts throwing themselves into these ferocious skeletons, and soon they were all big and small. The skeleton began to twist "click-click-click", trying to sit up and stand up as if it was alive. The empty eye sockets were no longer empty, but seemed to be stuffed with balls of will-o'-the-wisps that made hair grow in the heart. Looking around grimly.
It was as if his soul and thoughts were truly divided into two independent and closely connected existences at this moment.
The Blood Cloud Wasteland was cracked and dried up. He hadn't seen any raindrops falling from the blood clouds for more than half a year since he came here. Now it was actually raining blood!
Chen Hai thought to himself, even if these countless low-level white ghosts immediately kill each other after being resurrected, if he gets involved, he will die without any chance of survival. What is the point of practicing
"Ouch!"
Chen Hai thought to himself, even if these countless low-level white ghosts immediately kill each other after being resurrected, if he gets involved, he will die without any chance of survival. What is the point of practicing
His guess was soon confirmed when he saw rain of blood pouring down. The skeletons seemed to be covered with a layer of blood film. They quickly absorbed more of the blood rain full of mysterious power and grew a film of flesh and blood. Come.
What, a blood-refined demonic body
The Blood Cloud Wasteland was cracked and dried up. He hadn't seen any raindrops falling from the blood clouds for more than half a year since he came here. Now it was actually raining blood!
He didn't know how long the pain lasted, and he thought he would rather lose his soul than endure it again.
"Ouch!" The blood dragon roared and turned around to hide in the depths of the rift valley, but in an instant, thousands of thunder pillars had gathered in the blood cloud, all of which shrouded the rift valley where the blood dragon fell.
Chen Hai suddenly captured the key information in Zuo Er's words.
The voice became louder and louder, like an invisible heavy hammer, severely impacting Chen Hai's soul and thoughts, making him miserable.
This time, the weird sound didn't last long, and soon the huge demonic eye with blood-red lightning exploded suddenly, turning into a majestic rain of blood, falling down to the land of blood clouds.
His guess was soon confirmed when he saw rain of blood pouring down. The skeletons seemed to be covered with a layer of blood film. They quickly absorbed more of the blood rain full of mysterious power and grew a film of flesh and blood. Come.
"Place of the Past?" Chen Hai wondered what the hell the Land of the Past was, but seeing the countless phantoms rushing towards the remains of the ghosts covering the ground, a thought flashed through his mind and he asked in horror, "Could it be that? These are all the souls of Rakshasa ghosts, and they all rushed to the Blood Cloud Wasteland to be reincarnated, right?"
It’s so fucking alive!
"There is an old ghost in the Rakshasa Realm who has mastered the Rebirth Formation..." The old voice in the left ear, which had disappeared for a long time, sounded again.
"These low-level white ghosts are bloodthirsty. Those old ghosts can only instill some simple will into them. Once they cannot find the temple, they will kill each other very quickly - this will also be a rare opportunity for you to cultivate the blood-refined demon body." ." Zuo Er said.
Probably because he was afraid that Chen Hai would completely cut off the connection with the snake bracelet, Zuo Er, who had been reluctant to give him any real benefits, finally relaxed: "Although the secrets of martial arts you have understood are not complete, there are nearly a hundred types, which is just enough to continue. Practicing the secret method of Rakshasa blood refining..."
Soon, blood raindrops hit Chen Hai's puppet clone, causing a burning pain. It felt like it was not rain, but sulfuric acid, but he did not think about avoiding it, because he felt that every drop of blood rain had a trace of mystery. Power, in this burning pain, poured into the body of the puppet clone.
"The laws of heaven and earth in Blood Cloud Wasteland are still in effect?" Chen Hai saw this scene and asked Zuo Er fearfully, thinking that Zuo Er at this time should not have such a strong and irreversible power, otherwise he wouldn't The temple shrank into the ground...
However, this skeleton must have been lying here for too long. It is like a rusty machine. The ghost spirit has only just possessed it and cannot be integrated well. It can only sit up reluctantly and struggles to stand up, but it staggers. , as if it would fall apart at any time.
"The secret method of Rakshasa blood refining?"
The skeleton-like ferocious alien ghost opened and closed its jaws and uttered meaningless syllables, seeming to be saying something to Chen Hai.
The old voice in the left ear came again at this time.
The voice became louder and louder, like an invisible heavy hammer, severely impacting Chen Hai's soul and thoughts, making him miserable.
Chen Hai thought to himself, even if these countless low-level white ghosts immediately kill each other after being resurrected, if he gets involved, he will die without any chance of survival. What is the point of practicing
"Ouch!"
Chen Hai thought to himself that he should leave this strange place quickly. This is not a place for people to stay at all.
Probably because he was afraid that Chen Hai would completely cut off the connection with the snake bracelet, Zuo Er, who had been reluctant to give him any real benefits, finally relaxed: "Although the secrets of martial arts you have understood are not complete, there are nearly a hundred types, which is just enough to continue. Practicing the secret method of Rakshasa blood refining..."
One by one, Rakshasa blood corpses stood up in the blood cloud wasteland and roared towards the sky. Soon, a mysterious and irresistible will began to revive in their minds, controlling these countless, blood corpse-like Rakshasa ghosts. , slowly gathered towards the place where the temple sank.
"Don't ask too much. I want to hide the temple deeper, and I want to put the Rakshasa blood refining secret method and some simple Rakshasa language directly into the sea of consciousness of the puppet clone. I want to help some of your soul thoughts and the puppet The fusion of the avatar's sea of consciousness consumes a lot, and I don't have the energy to explain too many things to you." Zuo Er's voice said anxiously, "What you have to remember is that once you practice the Nirvana Blood Refining Technique, you will have a part of your soul. Your thoughts are completely integrated with the puppet clone. When the time comes, you can no longer give up the puppet clone easily; in addition, your real body must not practice the Rakshasa blood refining secret method easily... "
Chen Hai thought to himself that he should leave this strange place quickly. This is not a place for people to stay at all.
The skeleton-like bones turned into hideous and terrifying Rakshasa blood corpses, and at the same time they became more flexible and powerful.
If the puppet clone had a heart, Chen Hai thought that his puppet clone's heart would definitely burst out of fear at this moment. A strange ghost skeleton came to life in front of his eyes and nose, and he sat up on top of him.
I don’t know how long it took before the voice full of evil and mysterious power gradually faded away. As Chen Hai struggled painfully, the bloody corpse-like puppet clone dug into the mud pit with its hunched limbs, and several Rakshasa were pressed on it. The bones of the White Walkers.
Chen Hai covered the ears of the puppet clone, but this strange sound was pervasive. Perhaps it was the first tiny space in the blood cloud wasteland where this strange sound seeped out. Chen Hai could not block the sound from getting in at all.
"Yes, the laws of heaven and earth in the Blood Cloud Wasteland are still in effect, so those old ghosts dare not break in directly. The scene just now has taught them enough lessons. I am too tired, I am afraid I will fall into eternal dormancy. Even if the temple is exposed, don't worry, they will eventually control the entire Blood Cloud Wasteland. If you practice the secret method of Rakshasa Blood Refining, you will hopefully become a Rakshasa Demonic Body, but don't forget that your original intention is to be a human being, not a demon... "
His guess was soon confirmed when he saw rain of blood pouring down. The skeletons seemed to be covered with a layer of blood film. They quickly absorbed more of the blood rain full of mysterious power and grew a film of flesh and blood. Come.
An earth-shattering roar almost tore apart the blood cloud covering the earth. An unimaginably ferocious blood dragon flew out of a rift valley, baring its teeth and claws, and flew towards the direction of the temple's sinking.
Chen Hai thought to himself that his real body couldn't practice the Rakshasa Blood Refining Secret Technique, so what significance would that have? However, thinking of Zuo Er's serious tone, he thought that the Rakshasa Blood Refining Secret Technique was by no means simple, and he would probably have to complete the elixir. Ding Jue had gone out on a few streets, and people like Zhou Jingyuan dared to bet heavily on him. He wanted to make a big bet no matter what.
"Those old ghosts were afraid of the backlash from the power of the laws of heaven and earth, so they didn't dare to come in directly. They forced the formation of the afterlife and let so many lonely ghosts in, probably because they wanted to completely consume the power of the temple. , so that they can come in with confidence in the future. Don’t be afraid, these low-level white ghosts have very low IQs, and they won’t be able to see any flaws for a while... "
Those bloody arcs of lightning did not strike down anymore, but instead condensed into a strange ball deep in the blood cloud, as if a huge Blood Wheel Demonic Eye was overlooking this deserted and strange land...
"There is an old ghost in the Rakshasa Realm who has mastered the Rebirth Formation..." The old voice in the left ear, which had disappeared for a long time, sounded again.
Chen Hai guessed that the blood rain was caused by the old ghosts from the Rakshasa Realm in Zuo Er's mouth to strengthen the lonely ghosts who entered the Blood Cloud Wasteland.
Soon, blood raindrops hit Chen Hai's puppet clone, causing a burning pain. It felt like it was not rain, but sulfuric acid, but he did not think about avoiding it, because he felt that every drop of blood rain had a trace of mystery. Power, in this burning pain, poured into the body of the puppet clone.
Thinking of this, Chen Hai made up his mind and said: "Please pass on the secret method of Rakshasa blood refining to me..."
Most of the skeletons possessed by Rakshasa ghosts could not move very much and were still adapting to the new environment. When they saw the rain of blood falling from the sky, they all got up one after another as if they had been on stimulants. Use all your strength to suck, and open your jaws to receive this rain of blood...
Chen Hai had previously thought that he might be able to cope with the intrusion of thirty or fifty Rakshasa ghosts, but now he saw tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of ferocious corpses coming to life like possessed spirits. , his legs and feet were paralyzed with fear, and he even forgot to push away the few remaining bones on his body.
At this time, Chen Hai wanted to cut off the connection with the snake bracelet, break away from the puppet clone, and return to the Medicine Garden where he was sitting cross-legged and meditating. However, he found that his soul and thoughts seemed to be imprisoned by this strange voice, and he could only resist the process of opening the skull and removing the brain. Such unspeakable pain.
As soon as Chen Hai finished speaking, he saw a wave of golden light rising from the depths of the puppet clone's sea of consciousness, wrapping his soul and thoughts.
The skeleton-like bones turned into hideous and terrifying Rakshasa blood corpses, and at the same time they became more flexible and powerful.
Chen Hai thought to himself that his real body couldn't practice the Rakshasa Blood Refining Secret Technique, so what significance would that have? However, thinking of Zuo Er's serious tone, he thought that the Rakshasa Blood Refining Secret Technique was by no means simple, and he would probably have to complete the elixir. Ding Jue had gone out on a few streets, and people like Zhou Jingyuan dared to bet heavily on him. He wanted to make a big bet no matter what.
However, this skeleton must have been lying here for too long. It is like a rusty machine. The ghost spirit has only just possessed it and cannot be integrated well. It can only sit up reluctantly and struggles to stand up, but it staggers. , as if it would fall apart at any time.
"This White Walker regards you as its own kind and wants you to help it stand up."
As soon as Chen Hai finished speaking, he saw a wave of golden light rising from the depths of the puppet clone's sea of consciousness, wrapping his soul and thoughts.
Chen Hai didn't expect that the soul of a Rakshasa ghost would be resurrected inside this dragon bone that looked like it was made of gold!
Chen Hai didn't expect that the soul of a Rakshasa ghost would be resurrected inside this dragon bone that looked like it was made of gold!
The next moment, his soul and thoughts seemed to be completely integrated into the sea of consciousness of the puppet clone. There was no longer a layer of separation like before. At this moment, the puppet clone's body seemed to be his body, and the puppet clone's hands and feet, It's his hands and feet...
The skeleton-like bones turned into hideous and terrifying Rakshasa blood corpses, and at the same time they became more flexible and powerful.
The Blood Cloud Wasteland was already weird enough, but when he thought that there would be a large group of Rakshasa White Walkers, especially those that were extremely powerful, breaking in, Chen Hai's heart was beating wildly.
Most of the skeletons possessed by Rakshasa ghosts could not move very much and were still adapting to the new environment. When they saw the rain of blood falling from the sky, they all got up one after another as if they had been on stimulants. Use all your strength to suck, and open your jaws to receive this rain of blood...
His guess was soon confirmed when he saw rain of blood pouring down. The skeletons seemed to be covered with a layer of blood film. They quickly absorbed more of the blood rain full of mysterious power and grew a film of flesh and blood. Come.
Zuo Er was completely unresponsive at this time. He seemed not to want to be noticed by beings outside the Blood Cloud Wasteland that he was still in the Blood Cloud Wasteland.
This mother really encountered a ghost.
It was as if his soul and thoughts were truly divided into two independent and closely connected existences at this moment.
Chen Hai followed the Dragon Emperor Cang Yu into another world and thought it was an eye-opener. But when he saw the scene in front of him, he still felt it was extremely weird and unbelievable.
Most of the Rakshasa blood corpses were as tall as Chen Hai's puppet clones, and their movements were slower. But seeing those Rakshasa giant corpses that were often 17 or 18 meters tall, Chen Hai trembled in his heart, thinking, with these Isn't he tired of living with trolls killing each other
Chen Hai suddenly captured the key information in Zuo Er's words.
Chen Hai thought to himself, even if these countless low-level white ghosts immediately kill each other after being resurrected, if he gets involved, he will die without any chance of survival. What is the point of practicing
Chen Hai didn't have time to appreciate the subtle feelings anymore. The strange voice filled with the power of evil souls sounded again pervasively.
The next moment, his soul and thoughts seemed to be completely integrated into the sea of consciousness of the puppet clone. There was no longer a layer of separation like before. At this moment, the puppet clone's body seemed to be his body, and the puppet clone's hands and feet, It's his hands and feet...
The Blood Cloud Wasteland was cracked and dried up. He hadn't seen any raindrops falling from the blood clouds for more than half a year since he came here. Now it was actually raining blood!
"Don't ask too much. I want to hide the temple deeper, and I want to put the Rakshasa blood refining secret method and some simple Rakshasa language directly into the sea of consciousness of the puppet clone. I want to help some of your soul thoughts and the puppet The fusion of the avatar's sea of consciousness consumes a lot, and I don't have the energy to explain too many things to you." Zuo Er's voice said anxiously, "What you have to remember is that once you practice the Nirvana Blood Refining Technique, you will have a part of your soul. Your thoughts are completely integrated with the puppet clone. When the time comes, you can no longer give up the puppet clone easily; in addition, your real body must not practice the Rakshasa blood refining secret method easily... "
Chen Hai followed the Dragon Emperor Cang Yu into another world and thought it was an eye-opener. But when he saw the scene in front of him, he still felt it was extremely weird and unbelievable.
Zuo Er was completely unresponsive at this time. He seemed not to want to be noticed by beings outside the Blood Cloud Wasteland that he was still in the Blood Cloud Wasteland.
This time, the weird sound didn't last long, and soon the huge demonic eye with blood-red lightning exploded suddenly, turning into a majestic rain of blood, falling down to the land of blood clouds.
"Although it's not exactly the same thing, it's almost the same," Zuo Er seemed to regret his mistake, and did not forget to explain to Chen Hai, "None of those old ghosts in the Rakshasa Realm have truly mastered the laws of heaven and earth. If the physical body can't come in for a while, let these lonely wild ghosts break in first and use the bones of the strange ghosts all over the ground to resurrect..."
Soon, blood raindrops hit Chen Hai's puppet clone, causing a burning pain. It felt like it was not rain, but sulfuric acid, but he did not think about avoiding it, because he felt that every drop of blood rain had a trace of mystery. Power, in this burning pain, poured into the body of the puppet clone.
The voice became louder and louder, like an invisible heavy hammer, severely impacting Chen Hai's soul and thoughts, making him miserable.
This time, the weird sound didn't last long, and soon the huge demonic eye with blood-red lightning exploded suddenly, turning into a majestic rain of blood, falling down to the land of blood clouds.
This mother really encountered a ghost.
Probably because he was afraid that Chen Hai would completely cut off the connection with the snake bracelet, Zuo Er, who had been reluctant to give him any real benefits, finally relaxed: "Although the secrets of martial arts you have understood are not complete, there are nearly a hundred types, which is just enough to continue. Practicing the secret method of Rakshasa blood refining..."
An earth-shattering roar almost tore apart the blood cloud covering the earth. An unimaginably ferocious blood dragon flew out of a rift valley, baring its teeth and claws, and flew towards the direction of the temple's sinking.
The Blood Cloud Wasteland was cracked and dried up. He hadn't seen any raindrops falling from the blood clouds for more than half a year since he came here. Now it was actually raining blood!
"Ouch!"
Chen Hai had previously thought that he might be able to cope with the intrusion of thirty or fifty Rakshasa ghosts, but now he saw tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of ferocious corpses coming to life like possessed spirits. , his legs and feet were paralyzed with fear, and he even forgot to push away the few remaining bones on his body.
Chen Hai followed the Dragon Emperor Cang Yu into another world and thought it was an eye-opener. But when he saw the scene in front of him, he still felt it was extremely weird and unbelievable.
Chen Hai didn't have time to appreciate the subtle feelings anymore. The strange voice filled with the power of evil souls sounded again pervasively.
"These low-level white ghosts are bloodthirsty. Those old ghosts can only instill some simple will into them. Once they cannot find the temple, they will kill each other very quickly - this will also be a rare opportunity for you to cultivate the blood-refined demon body." ." Zuo Er said.
Chen Hai thought to himself that he should leave this strange place quickly. This is not a place for people to stay at all.
The Blood Cloud Wasteland was cracked and dried up. He hadn't seen any raindrops falling from the blood clouds for more than half a year since he came here. Now it was actually raining blood!
The voice became louder and louder, like an invisible heavy hammer, severely impacting Chen Hai's soul and thoughts, making him miserable.
Why aren't you afraid? Even if these low-level White Walkers have extremely low IQs, they won't be able to see any flaws for a while. Who wouldn't be upset if they stayed in this hellish place? Chen Hai cursed.
The skeleton-like bones turned into hideous and terrifying Rakshasa blood corpses, and at the same time they became more flexible and powerful.
Soon, blood raindrops hit Chen Hai's puppet clone, causing a burning pain. It felt like it was not rain, but sulfuric acid, but he did not think about avoiding it, because he felt that every drop of blood rain had a trace of mystery. Power, in this burning pain, poured into the body of the puppet clone.
"This White Walker regards you as its own kind and wants you to help it stand up."
This mother really encountered a ghost.
Most of the skeletons possessed by Rakshasa ghosts could not move very much and were still adapting to the new environment. When they saw the rain of blood falling from the sky, they all got up one after another as if they had been on stimulants. Use all your strength to suck, and open your jaws to receive this rain of blood...
"呄GA..."
The Blood Cloud Wasteland was already weird enough, but when he thought that there would be a large group of Rakshasa White Walkers, especially those that were extremely powerful, breaking in, Chen Hai's heart was beating wildly.
One by one, Rakshasa blood corpses stood up in the blood cloud wasteland and roared towards the sky. Soon, a mysterious and irresistible will began to revive in their minds, controlling these countless, blood corpse-like Rakshasa ghosts. , slowly gathered towards the place where the temple sank.
Soon, blood raindrops hit Chen Hai's puppet clone, causing a burning pain. It felt like it was not rain, but sulfuric acid, but he did not think about avoiding it, because he felt that every drop of blood rain had a trace of mystery. Power, in this burning pain, poured into the body of the puppet clone.
The Blood Cloud Wasteland was cracked and dried up. He hadn't seen any raindrops falling from the blood clouds for more than half a year since he came here. Now it was actually raining blood!
Chen Hai didn't expect that the soul of a Rakshasa ghost would be resurrected inside this dragon bone that looked like it was made of gold!
Chen Hai guessed that the blood rain was caused by the old ghosts from the Rakshasa Realm in Zuo Er's mouth to strengthen the lonely ghosts who entered the Blood Cloud Wasteland.
Soon, blood raindrops hit Chen Hai's puppet clone, causing a burning pain. It felt like it was not rain, but sulfuric acid, but he did not think about avoiding it, because he felt that every drop of blood rain had a trace of mystery. Power, in this burning pain, poured into the body of the puppet clone.
"Don't ask too much. I want to hide the temple deeper, and I want to put the Rakshasa blood refining secret method and some simple Rakshasa language directly into the sea of consciousness of the puppet clone. I want to help some of your soul thoughts and the puppet The fusion of the avatar's sea of consciousness consumes a lot, and I don't have the energy to explain too many things to you." Zuo Er's voice said anxiously, "What you have to remember is that once you practice the Nirvana Blood Refining Technique, you will have a part of your soul. Your thoughts are completely integrated with the puppet clone. When the time comes, you can no longer give up the puppet clone easily; in addition, your real body must not practice the Rakshasa blood refining secret method easily... "
As soon as Chen Hai finished speaking, he saw a wave of golden light rising from the depths of the puppet clone's sea of consciousness, wrapping his soul and thoughts.
His guess was soon confirmed when he saw rain of blood pouring down. The skeletons seemed to be covered with a layer of blood film. They quickly absorbed more of the blood rain full of mysterious power and grew a film of flesh and blood. Come.
The skeleton-like ferocious alien ghost opened and closed its jaws and uttered meaningless syllables, seeming to be saying something to Chen Hai.
"This White Walker regards you as its own kind and wants you to help it stand up."
Chen Hai suddenly captured the key information in Zuo Er's words.
"Place of the Past?" Chen Hai wondered what the hell the Land of the Past was, but seeing the countless phantoms rushing towards the remains of the ghosts covering the ground, a thought flashed through his mind and he asked in horror, "Could it be that? These are all the souls of Rakshasa ghosts, and they all rushed to the Blood Cloud Wasteland to be reincarnated, right?"
Chen Hai wanted to push the bones on his body away, but when he raised his head, he saw that the blood cloud above his head was surging violently like lava.
"The secret method of Rakshasa blood refining?"
The skeleton-like bones turned into hideous and terrifying Rakshasa blood corpses, and at the same time they became more flexible and powerful.
Chen Hai didn't expect that the soul of a Rakshasa ghost would be resurrected inside this dragon bone that looked like it was made of gold!
Why aren't you afraid? Even if these low-level White Walkers have extremely low IQs, they won't be able to see any flaws for a while. Who wouldn't be upset if they stayed in this hellish place? Chen Hai cursed.
Suddenly, there was a strange and loud sound. It was extremely weird, as if it was seeping out from the void in all directions of the Blood Cloud Wasteland. It was sharp and harsh, like Sanskrit singing or drum sound, full of evil and mysterious power. It strongly impacted Chen Hai's soul and thoughts staying in the sea of consciousness of the puppet clone, and seemed to tear Chen Hai's soul and thoughts into pieces.
And this strange ghost seemed to notice something abnormal underneath him, plugging two will-o'-the-wisp-like eye sockets, staring at Chen Hai underneath him, so frightened that Chen Hai wanted to immediately cut off the connection between his mind and the snake bracelet.
Those bloody arcs of lightning did not strike down anymore, but instead condensed into a strange ball deep in the blood cloud, as if a huge Blood Wheel Demonic Eye was overlooking this deserted and strange land...
One by one, Rakshasa blood corpses stood up in the blood cloud wasteland and roared towards the sky. Soon, a mysterious and irresistible will began to revive in their minds, controlling these countless, blood corpse-like Rakshasa ghosts. , slowly gathered towards the place where the temple sank.
"Ouch!" The blood dragon roared and turned around to hide in the depths of the rift valley, but in an instant, thousands of thunder pillars had gathered in the blood cloud, all of which shrouded the rift valley where the blood dragon fell.
"Bang!" A bolt of lightning suddenly released from the blood cloud, turning into a lightning pillar that connected to the sky, and slashed towards the blood dragon's ferocious head.
At this time, Chen Hai wanted to cut off the connection with the snake bracelet, break away from the puppet clone, and return to the Medicine Garden where he was sitting cross-legged and meditating. However, he found that his soul and thoughts seemed to be imprisoned by this strange voice, and he could only resist the process of opening the skull and removing the brain. Such unspeakable pain.
What, a blood-refined demonic body
And this strange ghost seemed to notice something abnormal underneath him, plugging two will-o'-the-wisp-like eye sockets, staring at Chen Hai underneath him, so frightened that Chen Hai wanted to immediately cut off the connection between his mind and the snake bracelet.
At this time, Chen Hai wanted to cut off the connection with the snake bracelet, break away from the puppet clone, and return to the Medicine Garden where he was sitting cross-legged and meditating. However, he found that his soul and thoughts seemed to be imprisoned by this strange voice, and he could only resist the process of opening the skull and removing the brain. Such unspeakable pain.
Most of the Rakshasa blood corpses were as tall as Chen Hai's puppet clones, and their movements were slower. But seeing those Rakshasa giant corpses that were often 17 or 18 meters tall, Chen Hai trembled in his heart, thinking, with these Isn't he tired of living with trolls killing each other
One by one, Rakshasa blood corpses stood up in the blood cloud wasteland and roared towards the sky. Soon, a mysterious and irresistible will began to revive in their minds, controlling these countless, blood corpse-like Rakshasa ghosts. , slowly gathered towards the place where the temple sank.
"Don't ask too much. I want to hide the temple deeper, and I want to put the Rakshasa blood refining secret method and some simple Rakshasa language directly into the sea of consciousness of the puppet clone. I want to help some of your soul thoughts and the puppet The fusion of the avatar's sea of consciousness consumes a lot, and I don't have the energy to explain too many things to you." Zuo Er's voice said anxiously, "What you have to remember is that once you practice the Nirvana Blood Refining Technique, you will have a part of your soul. Your thoughts are completely integrated with the puppet clone. When the time comes, you can no longer give up the puppet clone easily; in addition, your real body must not practice the Rakshasa blood refining secret method easily... "
"呄GA..."
"Ouch!"
"The secret method of Rakshasa blood refining?"
Chen Hai wanted to push the bones on his body away, but when he raised his head, he saw that the blood cloud above his head was surging violently like lava.
"The secret method of Rakshasa blood refining?"
At this time, Chen Hai wanted to cut off the connection with the snake bracelet, break away from the puppet clone, and return to the Medicine Garden where he was sitting cross-legged and meditating. However, he found that his soul and thoughts seemed to be imprisoned by this strange voice, and he could only resist the process of opening the skull and removing the brain. Such unspeakable pain.
An earth-shattering roar almost tore apart the blood cloud covering the earth. An unimaginably ferocious blood dragon flew out of a rift valley, baring its teeth and claws, and flew towards the direction of the temple's sinking.
One by one, Rakshasa blood corpses stood up in the blood cloud wasteland and roared towards the sky. Soon, a mysterious and irresistible will began to revive in their minds, controlling these countless, blood corpse-like Rakshasa ghosts. , slowly gathered towards the place where the temple sank.
The skeletons of the strange ghosts all over the ground were weird enough, but what was even weirder was seeing the countless shadows of ghosts throwing themselves into these ferocious skeletons, and soon they were all big and small. The skeleton began to twist "click-click-click", trying to sit up and stand up as if it was alive. The empty eye sockets were no longer empty, but seemed to be stuffed with balls of will-o'-the-wisps that made hair grow in the heart. Looking around grimly.
His guess was soon confirmed when he saw rain of blood pouring down. The skeletons seemed to be covered with a layer of blood film. They quickly absorbed more of the blood rain full of mysterious power and grew a film of flesh and blood. Come.
If the puppet clone had a heart, Chen Hai thought that his puppet clone's heart would definitely burst out of fear at this moment. A strange ghost skeleton came to life in front of his eyes and nose, and he sat up on top of him.
This mother really encountered a ghost.
Soon, countless ghost-like shadows floated out from the blood-colored magic eyes condensed by lightning.
Chen Hai followed the Dragon Emperor Cang Yu into another world and thought it was an eye-opener. But when he saw the scene in front of him, he still felt it was extremely weird and unbelievable.
Probably because he was afraid that Chen Hai would completely cut off the connection with the snake bracelet, Zuo Er, who had been reluctant to give him any real benefits, finally relaxed: "Although the secrets of martial arts you have understood are not complete, there are nearly a hundred types, which is just enough to continue. Practicing the secret method of Rakshasa blood refining..."
Chen Hai had seen the blood dragon's bones before. Unlike those gray-white or blue-black withered bones, the blood dragon's bones were golden yellow, as if they were made of gold. Even though there was only a pile of bones left in the wasteland like a giant tomb, It still gives people the feeling that there is terrifying power inside.
"This White Walker regards you as its own kind and wants you to help it stand up."
His guess was soon confirmed when he saw rain of blood pouring down. The skeletons seemed to be covered with a layer of blood film. They quickly absorbed more of the blood rain full of mysterious power and grew a film of flesh and blood. Come.
"Ouch!"
The Blood Cloud Wasteland was cracked and dried up. He hadn't seen any raindrops falling from the blood clouds for more than half a year since he came here. Now it was actually raining blood!
Thinking of this, Chen Hai made up his mind and said: "Please pass on the secret method of Rakshasa blood refining to me..."
Chen Hai guessed that the blood rain was caused by the old ghosts from the Rakshasa Realm in Zuo Er's mouth to strengthen the lonely ghosts who entered the Blood Cloud Wasteland.
It’s so fucking alive!
Chen Hai had seen the blood dragon's bones before. Unlike those gray-white or blue-black withered bones, the blood dragon's bones were golden yellow, as if they were made of gold. Even though there was only a pile of bones left in the wasteland like a giant tomb, It still gives people the feeling that there is terrifying power inside.
Chen Hai didn't expect that the soul of a Rakshasa ghost would be resurrected inside this dragon bone that looked like it was made of gold!
"Your soul and thoughts can withstand the purification of the secret curse of the past life. I don't know how many people can't dream of it." The old voice of Zuo Er said, "These old ghosts in the Rakshasa realm cannot directly open it and enter the bloodstream." The passage to Cloud Wasteland, but I didn’t expect that they actually regarded Blood Cloud Wasteland as the place of death for their lonely ghosts!”
An earth-shattering roar almost tore apart the blood cloud covering the earth. An unimaginably ferocious blood dragon flew out of a rift valley, baring its teeth and claws, and flew towards the direction of the temple's sinking.
"Don't ask too much. I want to hide the temple deeper, and I want to put the Rakshasa blood refining secret method and some simple Rakshasa language directly into the sea of consciousness of the puppet clone. I want to help some of your soul thoughts and the puppet The fusion of the avatar's sea of consciousness consumes a lot, and I don't have the energy to explain too many things to you." Zuo Er's voice said anxiously, "What you have to remember is that once you practice the Nirvana Blood Refining Technique, you will have a part of your soul. Your thoughts are completely integrated with the puppet clone. When the time comes, you can no longer give up the puppet clone easily; in addition, your real body must not practice the Rakshasa blood refining secret method easily... "
"Bang!" A bolt of lightning suddenly released from the blood cloud, turning into a lightning pillar that connected to the sky, and slashed towards the blood dragon's ferocious head.
If the puppet clone had a heart, Chen Hai thought that his puppet clone's heart would definitely burst out of fear at this moment. A strange ghost skeleton came to life in front of his eyes and nose, and he sat up on top of him.
Chen Hai wanted to push the bones on his body away, but when he raised his head, he saw that the blood cloud above his head was surging violently like lava.
"The laws of heaven and earth in Blood Cloud Wasteland are still in effect?" Chen Hai saw this scene and asked Zuo Er fearfully, thinking that Zuo Er at this time should not have such a strong and irreversible power, otherwise he wouldn't The temple shrank into the ground...
His guess was soon confirmed when he saw rain of blood pouring down. The skeletons seemed to be covered with a layer of blood film. They quickly absorbed more of the blood rain full of mysterious power and grew a film of flesh and blood. Come.
Why aren't you afraid? Even if these low-level White Walkers have extremely low IQs, they won't be able to see any flaws for a while. Who wouldn't be upset if they stayed in this hellish place? Chen Hai cursed.
Chen Hai had previously thought that he might be able to cope with the intrusion of thirty or fifty Rakshasa ghosts, but now he saw tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of ferocious corpses coming to life like possessed spirits. , his legs and feet were paralyzed with fear, and he even forgot to push away the few remaining bones on his body.
More red-blooded thunder struck down from the blood cloud, and the previous vision of heaven and earth seemed to be completely disrupted.
Soon, blood raindrops hit Chen Hai's puppet clone, causing a burning pain. It felt like it was not rain, but sulfuric acid, but he did not think about avoiding it, because he felt that every drop of blood rain had a trace of mystery. Power, in this burning pain, poured into the body of the puppet clone.
"Ouch!" The blood dragon roared and turned around to hide in the depths of the rift valley, but in an instant, thousands of thunder pillars had gathered in the blood cloud, all of which shrouded the rift valley where the blood dragon fell.
"Don't ask too much. I want to hide the temple deeper, and I want to put the Rakshasa blood refining secret method and some simple Rakshasa language directly into the sea of consciousness of the puppet clone. I want to help some of your soul thoughts and the puppet The fusion of the avatar's sea of consciousness consumes a lot, and I don't have the energy to explain too many things to you." Zuo Er's voice said anxiously, "What you have to remember is that once you practice the Nirvana Blood Refining Technique, you will have a part of your soul. Your thoughts are completely integrated with the puppet clone. When the time comes, you can no longer give up the puppet clone easily; in addition, your real body must not practice the Rakshasa blood refining secret method easily... "
As soon as Chen Hai finished speaking, he saw a wave of golden light rising from the depths of the puppet clone's sea of consciousness, wrapping his soul and thoughts.
"Kakakaka" a strange sound came...
Soon, blood raindrops hit Chen Hai's puppet clone, causing a burning pain. It felt like it was not rain, but sulfuric acid, but he did not think about avoiding it, because he felt that every drop of blood rain had a trace of mystery. Power, in this burning pain, poured into the body of the puppet clone.
"The laws of heaven and earth in Blood Cloud Wasteland are still in effect?" Chen Hai saw this scene and asked Zuo Er fearfully, thinking that Zuo Er at this time should not have such a strong and irreversible power, otherwise he wouldn't The temple shrank into the ground...
Those bloody arcs of lightning did not strike down anymore, but instead condensed into a strange ball deep in the blood cloud, as if a huge Blood Wheel Demonic Eye was overlooking this deserted and strange land...
"呄GA..."
"These low-level white ghosts are bloodthirsty. Those old ghosts can only instill some simple will into them. Once they cannot find the temple, they will kill each other very quickly - this will also be a rare opportunity for you to cultivate the blood-refined demon body." ." Zuo Er said.
His guess was soon confirmed when he saw rain of blood pouring down. The skeletons seemed to be covered with a layer of blood film. They quickly absorbed more of the blood rain full of mysterious power and grew a film of flesh and blood. Come.
Thinking of this, Chen Hai made up his mind and said: "Please pass on the secret method of Rakshasa blood refining to me..."
The skeleton-like bones turned into hideous and terrifying Rakshasa blood corpses, and at the same time they became more flexible and powerful.
This time, the weird sound didn't last long, and soon the huge demonic eye with blood-red lightning exploded suddenly, turning into a majestic rain of blood, falling down to the land of blood clouds.
"Although it's not exactly the same thing, it's almost the same," Zuo Er seemed to regret his mistake, and did not forget to explain to Chen Hai, "None of those old ghosts in the Rakshasa Realm have truly mastered the laws of heaven and earth. If the physical body can't come in for a while, let these lonely wild ghosts break in first and use the bones of the strange ghosts all over the ground to resurrect..."
"Yes, the laws of heaven and earth in the Blood Cloud Wasteland are still in effect, so those old ghosts dare not break in directly. The scene just now has taught them enough lessons. I am too tired, I am afraid I will fall into eternal dormancy. Even if the temple is exposed, don't worry, they will eventually control the entire Blood Cloud Wasteland. If you practice the secret method of Rakshasa Blood Refining, you will hopefully become a Rakshasa Demonic Body, but don't forget that your original intention is to be a human being, not a demon... "
The voice became louder and louder, like an invisible heavy hammer, severely impacting Chen Hai's soul and thoughts, making him miserable.
However, this skeleton must have been lying here for too long. It is like a rusty machine. The ghost spirit has only just possessed it and cannot be integrated well. It can only sit up reluctantly and struggles to stand up, but it staggers. , as if it would fall apart at any time.
"Ouch!" The blood dragon roared and turned around to hide in the depths of the rift valley, but in an instant, thousands of thunder pillars had gathered in the blood cloud, all of which shrouded the rift valley where the blood dragon fell.
He didn't know how long the pain lasted, and he thought he would rather lose his soul than endure it again.
The Blood Cloud Wasteland was cracked and dried up. He hadn't seen any raindrops falling from the blood clouds for more than half a year since he came here. Now it was actually raining blood!
However, this skeleton must have been lying here for too long. It is like a rusty machine. The ghost spirit has only just possessed it and cannot be integrated well. It can only sit up reluctantly and struggles to stand up, but it staggers. , as if it would fall apart at any time.
"Yes, the laws of heaven and earth in the Blood Cloud Wasteland are still in effect, so those old ghosts dare not break in directly. The scene just now has taught them enough lessons. I am too tired, I am afraid I will fall into eternal dormancy. Even if the temple is exposed, don't worry, they will eventually control the entire Blood Cloud Wasteland. If you practice the secret method of Rakshasa Blood Refining, you will hopefully become a Rakshasa Demonic Body, but don't forget that your original intention is to be a human being, not a demon... "