At this time, Yue Hongling was basically in a state of explosive growth.
Funny enough, the reason for the explosion was not because the swordsman was determined to fight against a strong enemy, but because he felt that he could not become a burden to the younger man.
From the corner of her eye, she could see Zhao Changhe slashing at Aotou. He was obviously not affected by the blood sea aura, but seemed to have a little effect. Although it seemed that he could not break the defense, he accurately interfered with the opponent's connection with heaven and earth - or the connection with the environment.
This is the first level of Zhao Changhe's hidden perception, and it just so happens that this place fits him very well. Originally, the spread of this blood wave not only caused Yue Hongling's blood to be disordered, but the blood evil was like a knife, which could cut the lives within the range into pieces. But Zhao Changhe pulled the knife, the knife stopped, and the blood stopped. The surrounding evil spirit was calm, and was suppressed by his knife.
Blood-filled mountains and rivers vs. blood-filled mountains and rivers, both of them are about blood and evil spirits. The blood ao that was restrained by the corpse demon was not able to defeat Zhao Changhe. As a result, the effect of absorbing blood and flesh nutrients to restore the supply was not very good. The eyelid was slightly injured by Yue Hongling before, and it was still bleeding.
But Zhao Changhe still frowned, very dissatisfied with his own aggressiveness. This knife only restricted the external environment of the blood aggro, and it did not break the defense itself, so the effect was not ideal.
No matter what, Zhao Changhe had achieved his role, but Yue Hongling had not played any role at all... How long would it take for her to be his guide before she became a burden to him
This is intolerable!
The female warrior, who felt that half of the meaning of existence had been lost, could not bear it from the bottom of her heart. When she thrust out the sword, she really felt as if the sky was pulling her with the wind and clouds changing colors. It was as if with this sword, the sunset was setting in the west, and the sunset just fell over the top of the mountain.
Although it was not enough to break through the hurdle in battle, this sword was indeed infinitely close to the level of the second level of secret collection. It not only injured the body, but also the spirit.
The sharp sword energy penetrated into his forehead, and the Blood Ao screamed in pain. A flaw appeared on the spirit platform, which was not tightly connected to the body.
The corpse demon was overjoyed. A wisp of black gas seeped out from the poisonous insect and drilled into the wound.
It felt good, but Yue Hongling was in trouble. The moment the corpse demon stopped restraining him, a wave of blood gushed out from the blood turtle's mouth. Yue Hongling was so close that he had no way to avoid it. He was hit hard and thrown backwards like a kite with a broken string, with blood spilling all over the sky.
"Shit!" Zhao Changhe's heart skipped a beat. He was about to leap out to meet the challenge, but suddenly a huge force came over him and he couldn't stand still. He staggered for several steps before he could stand firm.
Looking up, I saw the blood turtle was shaking wildly. Its four legs had completely left the blood pool at the bottom, stepped onto the ground, and rushed around wildly.
The mountain shook violently and the earth trembled.
That was deep in the spirit platform, where two souls were fighting for control of the blood turtle's body, and they were fighting like crazy.
The blood turtle's body was rushing around completely unconsciously, instinctively tearing apart all the life it could see in order to fill the desire for the loss of flesh and blood!
"Boom!" The blood turtle slammed heavily into Zhao Changhe. Zhao Changhe flipped in the air and narrowly avoided the attack. On the other side, the blood turtle crashed into the rocks beside the pool, and the thousand-pound rock was smashed into pieces like tofu.
"Bang!" Yue Hongling, who had been blown away before, just landed on the ground. Just as he looked up, he saw the blood turtle rushing towards him madly.
Yue Hongling was weak at the moment, his internal organs were churning, and even blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth. How could he avoid this attack
Zhao Changhe suddenly rushed over, picked up Yue Hongling and rushed out. The bloody turtle rushed over, and the air wave caused the two to roll on the ground several times, and they almost hit the huge rocks on the edge of the cliff. Zhao Changhe was knocked away and couldn't hold Yue Hongling. The two of them sprayed blood and scattered on both sides.
The corpse demon's thoughts were transmitted in the void, echoing with the blood waves: "Do it again with the knife that chopped towards Tian Ling just now! As long as I can injure its crown and break its heaven and earth roots, I can drive this guy out completely! Don't worry, if I entangle it, this Ao will not shrink its head, it will only rush around!"
Zhao Changhe looked up and saw the mad body of the blood turtle rushing out of the mountain again.
There were still countless Ling people and Xia people fighting outside the mountain! Seeing the blood turtle rushing over, a group of people were stunned.
How many people would die if they were run over by this heavy tank
Yue Hongling endured the severe pain as if her bones were falling apart, leaped up, and landed on the head of the turtle. Just as she was about to thrust her sword downwards, the blood turtle shook violently and threw her off again.
Zhao Changhe took over and took advantage of the gap when the blood turtle had not yet regained its strength, and used all his strength to cut the turtle's head with a sharp knife.
The blood wave was broken, and the precious sword cut on the turtle's head, breaking the scalp, but it could do nothing to the bones.
Not enough... Output is not enough...
Zhao Changhe tightly grasped the wrinkles of the turtle head, trying to keep from being thrown out in the violent turbulence. His eyes fell on the cut flesh and blood, and he could vaguely see a slight gap connecting the skull.
If you want to break in, it is possible. If Yue Hongling is uninjured, it probably will be possible.
But he couldn't... He had to gather all his strength into one point, but his sword energy couldn't be gathered to such an extreme, it was too rough.
To achieve such extreme sharpness, one must reach the second stage of the Blood Shura Body.
Li Shentong had already pointed out that body forging has a targeted direction. The second stage of the Blood Shura Body is aimed at this stage, and Zhao Changhe's sword training is also for this purpose. All the preparatory work has been completed, the sword will has been honed, the Juntian Blood Jade has been transformed, and everything is ready. All that is missing is a blade grass to guide the sharp sword will to sharpen the blood...
There are pills containing the ingredient of sharp blade grass, but I don’t dare to take them.
Looking up at the crowd running around in front of him in a daze, and Sisi rushing towards him like crazy... Zhao Changhe's eyes were filled with madness.
This sharp sword pill... you might be tortured to death if you eat it, but there is a glimmer of hope.
If you don't eat, you will die. The entire spirit race will collapse, and even Hong Ling will not survive...
There was no need to choose at all. Zhao Changhe suddenly took out the pill and swallowed it into his mouth.
Yue Hongling rushed over from behind, looked up and said in a lost voice: "You are going to die!"
Zhao Changhe panted and whispered, "We are only one step away. How can I give up so easily?" "Swish, swish, swish!" Thousands of sword energies in his body burst out, and countless sword energies penetrated his body. In just an instant, Zhao Changhe turned into a bloody man with sword holes all over his body.
Zhao Changhe roared in pain and grabbed the folds of Ao's head tightly.
As Sisi was flying madly, she felt as if her heart was hit by a heavy hammer and she almost fell down.
On the holy mountain and in the plains, countless people stared in amazement. They didn’t even know why this foreign man was fighting so hard for them.
The Xia soldiers and horses that Sisi brought in from the outside world were discussing: "On the head of that turtle is... the Blood Shura Zhao Changhe?"
"It should be, that broadsword, that scar... But at this moment it's almost unrecognizable, it's all blood."
"Isn't this moment even more bloody..."
"This is Shura? This is a god or demon! Is this something a human can endure? He even has the strength to fight!"
Zhao Changhe could not see the reactions of Yue Hongling and Sisi, nor could he hear the exclamations of others. The pain of being pierced by thousands of swords had completely made him lose all other thoughts. Only one obsession echoed in his mind: This is body training. Body training with soaking medicine was also very painful before, but this time I added a little more ingredients.
Ignore the runaway sword energy, find the medicinal properties of the sharp blade grass, lead the sword energy to merge into the qi and blood, guide the energy in the flesh and blood that was originally like the rush of rivers and hammer it into thousands of sharp threads bit by bit, the rushing river is full of sword energy, and this body is formed.
Juntian Blood Jade has laid a solid foundation, and I can do it...
Just bear the pain and don't let it interfere with your thinking... But... It's so difficult... Zhao Changhe was a little confused, and all he saw was blood, but he gritted his teeth and held on.
Just hold on!
At this moment, the pain suddenly eased.
Zhao Changhe looked inward in shock. It was not that the pain was relieved, but that the energy in his body had been reduced by more than half, and the raging sword energy had also been weakened by more than half. He could now withstand it with his physical body alone.
What's going on? Who was so kind as to temporarily lower the difficulty of Lingchi from hell to the difficulty of catching a cold
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The distant Wushan Mountain.
Ever since the Blood Turtle appeared in the world, the Blood God Array in the secret cave has been vibrating wildly, as if it had found its related bloodline and was responding.
Xue Canghai, sweating profusely, led the crowd to form a formation to suppress the attack. All the Blood God believers were unable to determine what had happened to the holy relic and could only suppress it tightly, otherwise Wushan would be overturned.
Just as he was having a headache, a believer came in hurriedly from outside and reported anxiously: "Master, Master! Someone is visiting the mountain, and he is extremely arrogant."
A clear voice spread across the mountains: "Where is Xue Canghai? Pay your respects to the king on Langya Road!"
Xue Canghai was angry and anxious. The holy object was out of control, and he was in a state of panic. The main force was in Xiangyang, and there were not many people on Wushan. A powerful enemy came at this time. Was the Blood God Cult going to be destroyed here
Before he could figure out what was going on, he heard screams from the guards outside. They were all kicked away one by one by Wang Daozhong.
Wang Daozhong walked in with his hands behind his back, looked up at the formation, and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, you guys are in trouble? Well, this is not my fault, it's just a coincidence, no need to stare at me like that."
Xue Canghai asked coldly: "What are you doing here, Mr. Wang?"
Wang Daozhong said: "This is the foundation of Zhao Changhe's practice... My Wang family wants this thing, let Zhao Changhe come to Langya to get it if he has the ability."
"Fuck you!" Even Zhuque didn't dare to snatch the holy object, how much does it count for in the King's Way? Xue Canghai was furious, and the Blood God Sword flew out and slashed: "Let's die together!"
"We shall perish together, are you worthy?" Wang Daozhong looked at the weakened Xue Canghai with a smile, and stabbed him casually with a sword.
Just at this moment, Wang Daozhong's expression changed drastically.
The Qi and blood in his body surged, his internal organs felt like they were being churned, the pain was so severe that he almost convulsed, his Qi was almost completely dissipated, and he felt extremely weak.
How could I have the strength to strike that sword
The Blood God Knife chopped off his sword and sent it flying. Xue Canghai was stunned for a moment, then he was ecstatic: "What idiot is pretending here? Die!"
"Bang!" Wang Daozhong tried hard to gather up his last bit of strength, slapped Xue Canghai on the side of his knife, and staggered away.
I was puzzled: "Who poisoned me?"
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In Miaojiang, in front of Lei Zhentang's sickbed, Lei Zhentang put on his clothes and chanted an incantation with great effort. In front of him was a straw man with red paper pasted on it, with the words "Wang Daozhong" and his birth date written on it. The straw man was smeared with the blood that Zhao Changhe left in the lake. After cursing for seven days, it finally took effect.
At the same time, Zhao Changhe's royal path was sharing the damage, and the energy in his body was almost simultaneously consumed without a trace.
Zhao Changhe, who had taken Sisi's preventive medicine, was a little better, but his energy was weakened, and his body was not hurt. Wang Daozhong's internal organs were burning, and he coughed up blood while fleeing thousands of miles from the pursuit of the Blood God Cultists, heading straight to the southwest.
(End of this chapter)