The Blood God Son did not speak, but the elder beside him shouted.
"Wu Changqing! This is the holy land of my Blood River tribe. How dare you lead people to trespass? Are you trying to provoke a war between the two tribes?"
"Where are the patrol guards outside? Why is there no notice?"
"Come here! Set up a big formation in the Blood River and surround these Wu tribe thieves!"
Seeing the elders of the Blood River tribe roaring in anger, then The Wu Clan man laughed.
"Elders, there is no need to waste your efforts. Since I, Wu Changqing, dare to come, how could I be stupid enough to bring only this few people? Just when you were dealing with Nanxuan's army, I, the warrior of the Wu clan, had already taken the opportunity to seal ninety percent of your clan members. Now only you old immortals are left.”
“You!”
After hearing this, an elder from the Blood River tribe became angry and stood up. The blood was rolling, as if he was about to take action.
But he was stopped by the Blood God Son beside him.
The Son of Blood God is the clan leader after all. Although the Blood River clan is violent, cruel and murderous by nature, he can still keep his composure at this critical moment.
"Wu Changqing, although my Blood River Clan and your Wu Clan have had several disputes, they are not considered to be deep hatreds, right? What's more, after the invasion of foreign tribes, we have entered into an alliance agreement, agreeing not to invade each other and to jointly resist foreign enemies. Why? You Wu Clan want to break the contract?"
"Alliance?"
Wu Changqing raised his eyebrows and laughed: "Who is your alliance? ? The Blood River clan is stubborn and stubborn. In my eyes, you are the biggest stumbling block! The reason why we formed the alliance is just to make you relax your vigilance. ”
>Even the Son of Blood God was really angry at this moment and shouted: "Bold Wu Changqing, what do you want to do? Are you going to violate the teachings of your ancestors?"
"Humph, the way our ancestors used it has long been outdated. If you have any grievances, just wait until you die and talk to your ancestors about it!"
Wu Changqing snorted coldly and waved his sleeves without hesitation. , shouted: "Kill me, no one from the Blood River clan will be spared!"
"Yes!"
Everyone behind him responded with a cry, rushed into the valley, and ran various Use magical powers and spells to attack the Blood River clan monks.
“Meet the enemy!”
Not to be outdone, the Blood River clan members, under the leadership of several elders, activated the Blood River magical power and used the power of the "fallen spirit pool" above their heads to fight against the Wu clan monks.
There were hundreds of people on both sides, all of whom were elites of the two races. The one with the worst cultivation level was equivalent to the human race’s True Lord Tongxuan. Therefore, a fierce battle broke out in the valley, with all kinds of rays of light flying around. , the aftermath of the spell spread out, tearing the void apart.
If it weren’t for the Blood River clan’s mantra runes on the stone walls of the valley, it would have been destroyed by the aftermath of the battle between the two sides and turned into ruins.
On the battlefield, Wu Changqing held a golden bell and shook it gently, and invisible ripples immediately spread out.
Several Blood River monks were unable to dodge and were hit by this ripple. Their hands and feet suddenly became weak and they could not even pinch out magic spells. They could only watch helplessly as the magic powers of the Wu monks fell on them. His body was beaten to ashes.
"It's just a fight between trapped beasts!"
Wu Changqing laughed, suddenly flew into the air, shook the golden bell in his hand, and immediately a golden light flew out and hit the blood pool above the valley.
“Stop!”
When the blood god son saw this scene, he immediately jumped into the air, formed a strange seal with his hands, and saw thousands of bloody lights above his head, converging into a A river of blood washed away towards the golden light produced by Wu Changqing.
Bang!
Amidst the loud noise, the blood river flowed backwards and the golden light dissipated. The Blood God Son and Wu Changqing each took a hundred steps back.
"Wu Changqing, you are so cruel! Did you attack the Fallen Spirit Pond to destroy the inheritance of my Blood River Clan?" the Son of Blood God said bitterly.
“Hahaha!” Wu Changqing laughed: “I know that as long as the Fallen Spirit Pool is not destroyed, your Blood River clan will be able to continue to be reborn. This pool is the source of all the true spirits of your clan. It’s a pity. , you fell into my witchcraft, and now the true spirit cannot leave the body, so it cannot return to the Fallen Soul Pool to be reborn."
After saying that, he shook the bell, and the Blood God Son's face turned pale again. a bit.
“Are you really going to kill them all?” The Blood God Son gritted his teeth and asked word by word.
"Humph, it's useless to talk more. The eight tribes like us are incompatible with each other, so today we will let the Blood River tribe disappear from the world!"
Wu Changqing sneered, threw up the voodoo doll in his left hand, and shook the bell in his right hand. He stood up and shot out streaks of golden light, pricking the voodoo doll full of holes.
“Hmm”
The Blood God Son groaned, holes appeared on his body, and blood spurted out. The injury was extremely serious, like a candle in the wind, crumbling.
“Wu Changqing, I will fight with you!”
A streak of blood light rushed over, but it was the Blood God Son who used the secret method of burning blood essence and forcibly circulated the blood path secret technique, causing himself to return to the light.
Seeing the power of the blood river rushing in, Wu Changqing was enveloped in it, but the latter was not confused at all. He pinched the magic formula in his hand, and nine identical versions of himself appeared.
Dingle bell!
As soon as the golden bell rang, nine "Witch Changqings" flew in different directions. The Blood God Son couldn't tell the true from the false for a moment, so he could only divide the power of the blood river into nine strands, and chased and killed nine people respectively.
At this moment, a wisp of green smoke suddenly appeared behind the head of the Blood God Son. It was colorless and odorless, which caught him off guard. He took a strong breath and suddenly felt like the world was spinning.
"How does my voodoo taste?"
With a sneer, Wu Changqing appeared behind the Blood God Son, grabbed it with his hand, and sucked the opponent's Tianling Cap. Then the skill started to work, and the Blood God Son suddenly became miserable. He yelled again and again, his eyes rolled up.
"Blood God Son, your strength is only this much. Even if you use the method of burning your life to return to the stage of complete victory, what will happen? If 'all evil' is here, I may still be afraid of three points, but you send it Go and stop Nanxuan's army. From that moment on, your blood river clan's strength will be exhausted!"
After saying that, he pinched hard and dug his five fingers deeply into the opponent's Tianling Gai.
“Ah!”
The Blood God Son screamed repeatedly, his body shaking like chaff.
Seeing that his breath was getting weaker and weaker, his eyes gradually became crazy.
"Okay, Wu Changqing, you forced me to do this! Since you want to destroy my entire Blood River clan, I won't let you walk out of this valley alive. Let's all die together!"
After saying that, the body of the Blood God Son expanded rapidly, hundreds of strange blood words appeared on his chest, and a terrifying pressure began to permeate the valley.
“It’s this trick again, Blood River Mantra!”
Wu Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly, but there was not much surprise in them.
With a finger pointing, a ray of golden light flew out from the fingertips and entered the body of the Blood God Son. The body that was still expanding stopped instantly, like a punctured ball, and the spiritual power in the body plummeted!
At the same time, the blood words on the chest quickly became thinner, and in just a few breaths, they completely disappeared from the Blood God Son's chest.
“You!” The Blood God Son’s eyes widened and he wanted to speak, but he couldn’t utter a few syllables and could only shout meaninglessly.
"Haha." Wu Changqing smiled lightly, looking like he had everything under control.
"Blood God Son, you underestimate me too much. Since I, Wu Changqing, have appeared here, how can I not be completely prepared? Since the battle half a year ago, everyone knows that your The Blood River Zhenwen was restrained by Buddhism!"
After saying this, he exerted force with his right hand, and the soul of the Blood God Son quickly withered, and all the essence and blood in his body was drained, leaving only a skin and bones, and his eyes. All sunk in.
"You must die a good death!"
After saying these last words, the blood god son's soul and true spirit were scattered, and there was no longer any breath left.
"Hmph!"
Wu Changqing sneered, moved his hand, and flew out a golden pill from the body of the Blood God Son. It looked like it should be the relic left by the Buddhist monk after his death, and there was a golden dragon on it. pattern.
Putting away the relics, he turned his eyes and looked at the Fallen Spirit Pond above his head.
The next moment, Wu Changqing jumped out of the light and jumped onto the iron chain near the Fallen Spirit Pond. Then he used his magical power with all his strength and clapped his hands in the air.
A huge black palm print appeared above the Fallen Spirit Pond, fell from the sky, and struck the blood pond with one palm.
Boom!
Amidst the loud noise, the Fallen Soul Pond was smashed to pieces, and blood gushed out crazily, soaking most of the valley in the blink of an eye.
Wu Changqing didn't even look back, he muttered something in his mouth, and with one move of his hand, he grabbed something from the bottom of the blood pool.
What I saw was a stone slab, all blood red, with mysterious runes carved on it, and there was a faint flash of blood.
Looking at the slate in his hand, Wu Changqing's face was excited, and his eyes showed a rare look of excitement.
"Finally got it"
Muttered to himself, Wu Changqing narrowed his eyes and carefully put the stone slab into the storage ring.
Then, he turned around and looked at the battlefield where the fighting was taking place in the valley. He raised his arms and shouted: "Warriors of the Wu Clan, the Fallen Spirit Pool has been destroyed, and the Blood River Clan can no longer be reborn. Today Kill them all, leave no one behind!”
“Kill them all!”
The masters of the Wu clan were all red-eyed, and they didn't need Wu Changqing to remind them at all. At this time, they were killing everyone on sight. The whole valley was already covered with corpses and seas of blood.
Brush!
A sword light fell, and the monster in front of him was injured by the sword energy again.
But it was not afraid. Instead, it laughed loudly: "It's useless. I am the fusion of several generations of monks from the Blood River clan using real spirits. I am immortal! No matter how strong your magical power is, there will always be a chance of death." The moment you are exhausted, you will die!"
After saying that, the scarlet stick in his hand suddenly swung and hit Liang Yan on the head.
This big stick contained a ferocious aura. Before he even got close, blood appeared around Liang Yan, as if blood flukes were desperately trying to break through the golden light protecting his body, then break into his bones, suck out his marrow, and eat up his flesh and blood. net.
Fortunately, Liang Yan has sword energy to protect him. The four sword energies contain the power of different laws. No matter how many traces of blood and light, he can't get close to him and is pierced by the sword energy one by one!
Dang!
There was a crisp sound, but Liang Yan used the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword to hold the monster's weapon. Then with a finger, the three swords of Mayfly, Black Lotus, and Dingguang came from different directions, firmly The monster in the blood river was locked.
The monster also knew how powerful it was. Hundreds of faces on its body screamed at the same time, and its long scarlet tongue spit out, trying to block the sword light.
Although the long tongue was strange, it could block one sword light, but it could not block three sword lights. In addition to the Fixed Light Sword, the two swords of Mayfly and Black Lotus, one on the left and one on the right, struck the monster's waist and immediately cut it into two. Half.
The upper half of the monster's body flew high, but it did not show any signs of depression. One of the faces turned its eyes and suddenly self-destructed, revealing a bloody hole.
Before Liang Yan could react, he saw a bloody light emitting from the hole. In an instant, it was in front of him and turned into a huge bloody cage, sealing him inside.
"Hahaha, it's useless for you to kill me. If you kill me, you will be resurrected immediately. But if you hit me even once and half of my moves, you will not feel comfortable later!"
Although the monster was cut in half, it was still laughing wildly in mid-air.
Liang Yan's face was cold and he ignored the other party. He pinched the sword secret in the bloody cage, only to see the four-color sword light of purple, green, silver, and black continue to cut the monster into hundreds of pieces again.
Many of the corpses still had mutilated faces, and they all had mocking looks on their faces.
Some faces shouted: "You have been sealed by me. When my true spirit is reborn, I will prepare you again!"
Some faces said: "Yes, we are immortal. Immortal existence, as long as..."
Before he finished speaking, the face falling in the blood river suddenly sensed something, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted in unison: "What's going on, why... why repair it? No injury? ”
Liang Yan heard it from a distance, his heart moved, and he looked intently.
In the river of blood, the pieces of broken corpses and flesh did not reunite as before, but slowly sank along the current.
Gudong, Gudong!
Blood bubbles popped up one by one, but the strange faces sank to the bottom of the river.
"Why can't I be resurrected? Could it be the Fallen Spirit Pool?" The monster's voice became increasingly blurry and gradually covered with blood.
Eventually, the disgusting monster sank to the bottom of the river, never to surface again.
“The Blood River clan monks cannot be reborn!”
The Nanxuan monks who were fighting also discovered this. There are fewer and fewer Blood River clan monks, and they will never return after being killed in battle. Rebirth at the bottom of the river.
Under the command of Nan Youyue, Hongyun, Wang Chonghua and the generals from all directions, the Bamboo Army began to counterattack, using the Three Talents and Nine Jue formation as the formation, and took the initiative to kill the Blood River monks.
To say that the Blood River clan monks themselves are not strong, the reason why they are difficult to deal with is nothing more than two points, one is the "Blood River Mantra", and the other is the ability to rebirth.
Now, they have completely lost the ability to rebirth, and the Blood River Mantra has been restrained by Luo Tianshan Buddhism. Who is the opponent of the Bamboo Army?
Within a moment, the Bamboo Army had the absolute upper hand. Nearly half of the Blood River clan monks were killed, and the rest fled, but they were also attacked by Tang Qianzhi, Tianxie Demon Lord, Su Muyun, etc. The generals from all directions led their troops to intercept and kill him.
The overall situation has been decided.
Liang Yan flicked his finger in the bloody cage, and the sword energy spread out, instantly breaking the cage set by the monster.
Of course the other party can't stop him, but if they really want to fight, Liang Yan can't do anything to the monster. With his strength, there is really no way to kill this monster without using the realm of reincarnation.
I thought it would be a difficult battle, but I didn't expect it to end so hastily.
“It’s strange, aren’t the monks of the Blood River tribe able to rely on the blood river for continuous rebirth? Why did this ability suddenly fail?”
Liang Yan looked at the calm surface of the Blood River in front of him, with a look in his eyes. A hint of doubt.