Chapter 1072 The Third Way
Si Li couldn't help but sit up straight. His eyes were suddenly caught by the eyes of the blood-stained young man in the mirror, and his pupils tightened like never before.
A variety of emotions slowly appeared on her face, and the knuckles on her knees turned pale.
"How is it possible...no one taught him, how could he think of using this method to..."
Before he finished speaking, Si Li suddenly tightened his lips, no Go on.
Si Li had always shown emotion and anger, and this was the first time the little raccoon saw such emotions on His Highness's face.
So it was difficult for it to suppress the strong curiosity in its heart at this moment, and it couldn't help but ask:
"In what way? What does this little guy want to do to surprise His Highness so much?"
Si Li did not speak, because Bailian in the mirror had already answered.
Fengxu's fingertips that reached forward suddenly froze, and his wrist was strangled by a suddenly raised palm.
His twisted smile with ecstasy suddenly froze on his face, and he found that it was difficult for his fingers to penetrate even an inch.
And the palm that he could easily wave away not long ago, for some reason at this moment, actually carried an undoubted calm power.
Like iron! Like a mountain! The wrists that tightly restrained him were so pinched that his wrist bones hurt and almost shattered.
The Corpse Bead was right in front of him, and Fengxu was eager to devour it, unable to tolerate the resistance and obstruction of Bai Lian.
A violent low roar came from his throat, and he pressed forward with all the strength of his body.
The deep pit in Balian's back collapsed again, and the ground cracked rapidly beneath him.
But Bailian's hand holding his wrist was still very steady, not letting his sharp nails touch the corpse bead.
Even pushing it back inch by inch.
"It's really too much. Not satisfied with possessing the corpse beads of the two brothers, he actually wants to get his hands on sister Si Li's corpse beads."
"This... is not something you can touch. Touched. ”
As Bailian moved, his sternum cracked even more.
Runzhu's blood spurted out from his lungs and heart.
But he still had that chilling smile on his face.
He bent one leg, ignoring the terrifying blood energy and the heavy and terrifying power erupting from Fengxu's body. He stepped on the ground and pushed himself up with all his strength.
Then the body stood upright, carrying Fengxu, like a stiff corpse.
Blood splashed out from his empty sternum, and the pieces of meat hanging between the white bones fell between the plump uppers.
Fengxu found strangely that the blood flowing onto his shoes had an inhumanly hot temperature.
Bailian looked at him nonchalantly, with the messy and hanging hair on his forehead soaked in blood, and a slight smile on his lips.
"You are not allowed to touch this place. You might as well find another place."
His palm moved Fengxu's wrist, causing the sharp and slender nails of his to be entangled with the burning blood. The black nails pressed hard against his throat.
Then push it in inch by inch!
The hot blood gushes out and soon dyes Fengxu's palms and sleeves red.
Bailian narrowed his eyes, and his vocal cords seemed to be pierced.
His voice was hoarse when he spoke, and the slight vibration frequency was clearly transmitted to Fengxu's fingers.
"What? Lord Fengxu, who participated in the Battle of Burning Sea, should know how to kill zombie demons very well. Why did you stop? Do you need me to teach you how to do it?"
Balian took control of his wrist and made a clean stroke with all his strength.
The sharp nails cut straight through his throat, and the bloody and rolled wound was displayed in front of Fengxu.
Fengxu kept his feet on the ground and his pupils were wide open, as if he was looking at a monster.
Tan Guangjun, who was kneeling on the ground holding the scepter, was also stunned and stunned.
I thought that Balian was driven crazy under the painful abuse.
The bloody wound in his throat quickly closed again and returned to a thin blood line.
The blood line is slightly open, and under the young man's blood-stained smile, two side-by-side symbiotic flowers sprout from it.
Fiery red stamens grew from his throat like flames.
Bloody and beautiful, full of burning death.
This growth process undoubtedly brought great pain to Balian, and his peaceful face also frowned in pain.
The two other shore flowers bloomed extremely vigorously, and several clusters of stamens changed as if they were wrapped around a golden gem-like bead.
In just a moment, he was wrapped in the bright red flowers and leaves again, and was withdrawn into the blood line of his throat.
Then the golden spirit sank all the way down, along Bailian's empty chest and into his belly, where it was about to sink into the sea of qi in Dantian.
Bailian's empty chest began to grow new flesh and blood, and the cracks in the bones wrapped in the flesh and blood also healed again.
The cut heart seemed to be stitched back together by invisible threads, hiding the golden corpse beads the size of beans.
Flesh grows and bones heal.
An evolution process from death to life.
Under the torn clothes, the skin is pale and has a texture like cold jade.
However, Fengxu's finger that was deeply inserted into Bai Lian's throat could not be withdrawn.
The flower of the other shore bloomed in full swing, spread out its branches and stamens, and brushed his fingers gently.
Then Fengxu's fingers, the back of his hand, and even his entire arm blossomed into enchanting and gorgeous flowers like flames.
Bailian's body seemed to be activated, swallowing up the energy and blood in Fengxu's body step by step.
Finally...
There was a soft sound.
Fengxu's left pupil unfolded a bright scarlet flower, burning like a crimson prairie fire.
The stamens bloomed gently, and the eyeball that had been loosened by Balian's sword was easily picked out.
With a casual smile on his face, Balian raised his fingers to remove the eyeball surrounded by stamens.
While pulling gently, there was a slight resistance, and there were countless tendons connected to the back of the eyeball.
He still didn't want to hear Fengxu's tragic scream, and his eyes without emotion tore off the tendons of the eyeball.
With a slight exertion of his fingers, the surface of the eyeball melted like sugar under high temperatures and turned into a pool of blood, sliding down Bailian's fingertips.
But under the layer of sugar-like blood, there was a bead dyed pitch black.
Bailian played with the beads in his hand casually, and blood flowed into the beads from his fingertips, as if cleaning away dirt and impurities.
The dense blackness faded away like mist blown away by the wind, returning to its inorganic golden color.
After doing this, Balian put the beads into the ring as if nothing had happened. He looked so casual and calm, as if he had no idea what a terrible and terrible thing he had just done.
"Fuck! Come on, come on, come on!!!! What did I see! Your Highness! Your Highness! Your Highness!"
The little raccoon's bare head wanted to hit the mirror, and his eyes almost popped out. Eye sockets.
It shook its beard and said in disbelief: "He just...did he condense the corpse beads just now? In such a situation of being tortured!
He actually condensed the corpse beads. Corpse bead!
It’s still... it’s still a pure golden corpse bead!”
The empty wine cup in Si Li's hand also slipped from his pale and slender fingertips, making a crisp sound on the steps.
The emotion in her eyes fell into blankness for a moment, and she looked straight at the young man covered in bright red flowers in the mirror, her empty fingers trembling slightly.
At this moment, her expression and tone became extremely complicated.
Si Li slowly curled up his trembling fingertips, smiled to himself, and said: "Now, Gu finally knows why his father would save him at such a cost, even at the expense of Gu. He did ...Have the qualifications.”
Once upon a time, the little raccoon could actually see a hint of subtle frustration on His Highness Si Li’s face!
It was so shocked that it could only stare blankly at the figure in the blood mirror, its throat dry:
"But...but how did he do it, condense the corpse beads?" You need to receive a second covenant or be baptized by the blood holy pool to succeed.
His Majesty the General is here at the moment. Sleeping, the Holy Blood Pool has long been sealed.
Without the help of these two, if he wants to condense the Corpse Pearl, it will take at least ten thousand years."
"But I. Remember...it's only been four years since he woke up. Is he a monster?"
After all, Si Li was still the aloof princess on the throne, and her turbulent emotions were quickly calmed down by her.
Si Li's expression returned to normal and he said calmly: "There is no monster, he is just an arrogant lunatic."
"To condense the corpse beads, it is true that you need a treaty from your father or something else. It is the help of baptism in the Holy Pool of Blood. Choose one of the two.
But what really allows us to condense the corpse beads is not the power of the covenant or the holy pool itself.
It is the corpse demon who will go through a process when accepting the second covenant. An unparalleled and extremely painful process."
Si Li seemed to recall how his body was dismembered, separated, devoured, torn apart, reunited, and started over and over again in the holy pool of blood. He experienced countless horrific cycles from life to death, and from death to life again. process.
In this world, no race understands ‘death’ better than the Corpse Demon King.
Compared with the ordinary promise of fangs entering the neck, there is no doubt that the pain of entering the holy pool of blood is more terrifying.
The generals of the Corpse King are not interested in biting women's necks, and they have never thought of creating female descendants since ancient times.
If she had not been able to withstand two rounds of baptism in the holy pool, her body would have rotted away and her soul would have been thrown into the six realms of reincarnation.
Before his father fell asleep for the last time, he had always wanted to break the seal of the Holy Pond and let her take the little guy back to the Dark Continent to undergo the Holy Pond baptism and condense the Corpse Pearl.
Unfortunately, the woman on Kunlun Mountain has extremely terrifying spiritual thoughts.
It seemed that he had noticed the fact that his father had woken up, and he did not know what kind of heaven-reaching magic was cast on his father's heart to actually make his father fall into a deep sleep again.
Si Li did not think that Si Chen's immature mind could accept the baptism of the holy pool so quickly, and he was deeply confused.
Since my father had already woken up, why not just make a second agreement with him to condense the Corpse Beads, but instead choose the holy pool method which is a hundred times more painful.
She didn't even understand how this little guy could deserve her father's high hopes.
Until now, she finally understood why her father valued him so much.
This kid actually awakened his own Corpse Pearl using a third method that no one has ever tried before, without going through the contract or being baptized in the holy pool!
Fengxu became a demon and swallowed the corpse beads of two corpse demon kings.
When faced with such a desperate existence, the first thought that arose in his heart was not how to survive.
Are you thinking about how to use Fengxu's burst of blood and power to awaken the Corpse Pearl?
He was actually able to confirm through battle after battle that the way to awaken the Corpse Pearl was blood and pain.
He just took Jinxian Fengxu as his test stone.
How dare he!
Obviously no one has taught him how to condense corpse beads, yet he dares to try this with his own body.
If he made any mistakes, the corpse bead belonging to her that maintained his body functions would be taken away and devoured by Fengxu before he could gather the corpse beads.
The only fate waiting for him is death.
However, judging from the current results.
Jinxian Fengxu was really completely used by him.
Being forced to abandon the path of immortality and become a demon, he was actually used so thoroughly that he used the opportunity to condense the Corpse Pearl.
Today's battle is quite interesting.
Since the Battle of Burning Sea, this little guy has done what she wanted to do but has never been able to do.
He successfully took back one of the royal corpse beads that was taken away.
Of course, if Fengxu was not so greedy, he just placed the corpse beads in the Golden Immortal Palace.
No matter how cunning this kid is, he will be as helpless as she is.
The royal family can kill each other, but they cannot swallow the corpse beads of the royal family members and use their power for their own use.
There are very few people like Si Li and Bai Lian.
If Si Li had not taken the initiative to integrate the Corpse Bead into his body, the initiative would have been given to Bai Lian.
Bailian cannot be resurrected with the power of her corpse beads.
Even so, Si Lidu paid a heavy price for this, during the two hundred years that Balian slept.
She also needs to enter his coffin regularly and have close physical contact with him to heal the demons and maintain her body's immortality.
And now, even if Balian gets Brother Wang's Corpse Bead, he still has no way to fuse and assimilate it.
But even so, Bailian couldn't tolerate Fengxu continuing to defile the two corpse beads.
He raised his finger and pointed it at Fengxu. Fengxu's remaining right pupil was turning crazily in his eye socket, and a delicate and bright red stamen was about to bloom.
Fengxu decisively cut off his finger and kicked it hard.
The sunken pit collapsed deeper, and his body retreated dozens of feet away.
The naked eye can see that in the burly body like pig iron, there is extremely powerful spiritual power wrapped in blood and spurting out wildly.
With the hissing sound like cold water on a hot pot, all the other shore flowers that were blooming around his body withered, melted into blood from his wounds, and withered and dripped.
Supported by the two terrifying powers of immortals and demons, Fengxu floated between heaven and earth, looking at Balian with shock on his face, and his only eye was full of unstoppable horror.
Bai Lijing glanced at him quietly, saw the timidity in his eyes, and raised a sneer at the corner of his lips:
"Since it is a life-and-death battle, we cannot allow Master Fengxu to escape before the battle."
He pulled out the severed finger that was deeply embedded in his throat, stepped on the breeze and snow, and stood up.
The blood-stained plain robe was fluttering in the wind, and the bright red blood was flying everywhere like silk.
At this moment, the murderous intent in Balian's eyes had reached its extreme.
(End of this chapter)