Chapter 364 Two Great Nineteenth Realm Sacrifice to Spirits
The "Pyramid" mountain is the back of the ancestor of the horsefly. Without the affinity of the cattle clan's bloodline, it would be equivalent to suicidal nutrients for ordinary people to climb up.
Xin Zhuo fell into a quagmire of overwhelming pressure, hostility, and the green witchcraft curse of the ancestor. If there was no accident, he would not be able to move at all. He would soon become the same as my mother and Ningshuang. The meridians all over the body were bitten by insects, and he died in pain!
But it happened that he was an "accident". His meridians were as messed up as a landslide and tsunami. His martial arts and the fusion of heaven and earth's general trends were basically mutations. Even the true spirit of the ancestor of the dragonfly couldn't do it in a short time. Complete control, so after a painful struggle, I found that I could barely raise one hand, and then without hesitation, I pinched out thirty-two silver needles and inserted them into the top of my head to keep my consciousness awake, and then immediately performed the moon-gazing water sacrifice to the spirit.
The spirit sacrifice was successful, but the fusion cannot be shared and needs to be surrendered!
He felt that Mochizuki was playing a big joke on him, like taking off his pants and farting.
What ability do I have to subdue an ancient gadfly of the Nineteenth Realm? Not to mention that there seemed to be hundreds of resentful spirits of ancient masters in the gadfly's body.
Isn’t this nonsense?
I gave hope and then found out that it was unsolvable despair!
He looked around blankly and vaguely saw the Demon Queen and Ningshuang who were watching curiously. He was vaguely aware of the intensive shouts of killing and monstrous collisions in the distance outside the cave.
Is it the Fox Clan and other Monster Clan that are coming to kill them, or is it the Seventh Brother and Eldest Sister’s Jiao Clan who are coming?
The next moment, he no longer had the mind to think about this. He found that the ancestor of the dragonfly at his feet seemed to be annoyed by something, and the countless heads in his compound eyes showed pain. The ancestor of the dragonfly's wooden sculpture-like body trembled slightly, and he The seven silk threads on his body were swaying.
More pressure came, more Qi and blood were extracted from the body, and the consciousness became a little blurry again.
He slumped down and struggled to summon the moon-watching well again. He saw that the introduction of the latest sacrifice to the spirit [Nineteenth Realm Gadfly Demon] had not changed, but a gadfly figure inexplicably appeared in the well... ...
This... seems to have nothing to do with Xin Zhuo, the owner of the well, but some kind of devouring by Wangyue Well himself?
This made Xin Zhuo feel a little confused. Could it be that the shadows and weapons in the well were all copies or devouring of living organisms?
With their existence, can Wangyuejing help him integrate, copy and share various martial arts?
Or maybe Wangyuejing itself is a magic weapon used by some extremely talented person to refine the magical powers and weapons of martial arts in the world?
This is in line with the changes in the well surface when I integrate martial arts.
He focused his attention on the ancestor of the dragonfly at his feet. Did the "infringement" of Wangyue Well Water disturb it, or did it feel some kind of fear?
"Submit... Mavericks... You, I am an existence you... cannot afford to offend!"
He reluctantly said this sentence, which sounded like a second grader, but it has the most direct lethality to monsters. words.
“?”
Ningshuang and Demon Demon Empress showed a trace of doubt on their faces at the same time.
Is this kid crazy? What is he talking about?
Even Ancestor Gan couldn't afford to offend him? Who does he think he is?
It doesn’t work!
Zhu Qi didn’t buy it, or he simply saw that he was a rookie, and the terrifying aura just now had nothing to do with him.
Everything is calm!
But Xin Zhuo's feeling of "being stuck in a quagmire" is still there, even a little stronger.
He had no choice but to put aside any unrealistic illusions, and while trying his best to resist the corrosion of the Qizu's aura, he wondered if it was possible to conquer it?
Like the three-color demon feather and the rat jade cat, are you looking for the weakness of this ancestor?
What are its weaknesses?
No! It basically has no weaknesses, and even if it does, it cannot be solved by itself.
Can an ant exploit an elephant's weakness?
what to do?
Agou’s sword, martial arts fusion techniques, dog head escape technique, blood-transforming magic sword, soul-inducing plant and white blade, ancient ten-direction fighting skills are all displayed one by one...
One stick fragrant!
Two sticks of incense!
Half an hour!
...
For three whole hours, Xin Zhuo found that he had no solution and no method was of any use.
The strength in his body is getting weaker, and his true energy is slowly disappearing. I am afraid that my life will be decided here before long.
In a daze, he suddenly found that he seemed to have entered a misunderstanding, that is... he thought that the water from Wangyue Well could make the ancestors afraid, but Wangyue Well and himself were two different individuals. However, now Think about why you can't be Wangyuejing? Did the well owner work in vain?
"Little Gadfly, are you really not afraid of death?"
He once again controlled the moon-watching well and spread a piece of well water.
"Buzz..."
The entire "pyramid" began to shake again, more violently than the last time.
He quickly looked towards the moon-watching well.
【Sacrifice to the Spirit: Nineteenth Realm Fly Demon...
Sharing: Class A inferior, unsurrendered (Two out of ten)]
This is like some kind of strong shock, and the ancestor of the dragon is a little succumbed!
There is a door!
A large area of water from Moon Moon Well was spilled again. (Third of ten)
…
Sprinkle water.
(four out of ten)
Sprinkle water.
(fifth of ten)
…
Sprinkle water.
(eight out of ten)
……
Sprinkle water.
"Chi chi chi..."
This time he failed, and suddenly he let out an angry scream, as if he realized that he had been deceived.
"Uh..."
Xin Zhuo was so happy that he was about to successfully surrender that he suddenly fell to the bottom.
"This..."
Not far away, in front of the White Jade Gate, the Demon Queen and Ningshuang were extremely shocked by the inexplicable series of vibrations from the Flying Ancestor. Now they heard the hazy cry, and they were even more frightened!
Even the Earth Immortal is not enough to be seen in front of the Dragon Ancestor!
The Fly Ancestor does not care at all about Jiang Yuqing, a mere Great Venerable Realm, let alone his identity as a mere mortal prince, but why is he so angry, even going against the dead silence of thousands of years?
Xin Zhuo from above suddenly smiled calmly: "Little Gadfly, do you really think I'm lying to you? Can't you see who I am?"
On pretense and deception Man, Xin Zhuo has countless ways. No matter whether it works or not, he must withstand it and not weaken even half a point.
The sound no longer appeared, as if all the strength had been exhausted by the strange scream, but the terrifying anger and green breath rushed straight towards Xin Zhuo, seeming to crush him completely.
Xin Zhuo once again fell into an extremely difficult situation.
It’s just that it seems impossible for the ancestor of the dragonfly to completely deny him, and his moon-watching well water is unlikely to cause substantial harm to the ancestor of the dragonfly.
Strange standoff!
It’s still a little worse!
Just a little bit closer!
Agou's knife and all his own methods were used, but it was obviously of no use to the ancestor.
What else?
He suddenly thought of the bead that his eldest sister Jiang Huan had given him. He stretched out his hand to take it out with difficulty. The bead was crystal clear and jade-like. It was made of an unknown material. The red bird inside was lifelike, with faint traces of flames glowing on the surface of the bead. It also exudes indescribable heat.
I wonder what the hell it is? It's a bit like the artwork processed by the assembly line in the previous life!
He subconsciously sprinkled water from the Moon Watching Well.
Only traces of water visible to the naked eye instantly climbed to all directions inside the bead.
Look at the well surface again.
[Sacrifice to the Spirit: The Nineteenth Realm Lihuo Suzaku True Spirit, which contains the true spirit demon energy and mana of the Nineteenth Realm monster clan.
The realm of the demon clan cannot be shared!
Auras and forms can be shared for refining!
Share: Class A inferior, not surrendered! 】
It’s the Nineteenth Realm Monster Clan again!
Is this a goal to surrender?
Xin Zhuo tried to lift Agou's knife, but unfortunately he didn't even have the strength to lift the knife!
He looked down subconsciously and suddenly had a strange idea -
What strange changes would happen if the Lihuo Suzaku of the Nineteenth Realm collided with the Flying Ancestor of the Nineteenth Realm beneath him?
So, he immediately said loudly: "Gadfly, try...test the power of my Suzaku!"
Blick the ball lightly and it will fall towards the huge Gadfly. Overhead!
(End of this chapter)