Chapter 217 The blood jade coffin is ruthlessly killed (please subscribe)
Self-destruction.
Self-destruction again.
As if self-destruction is an art form, one will self-destruct whenever they disagree.
The moment before Master Huoquan attacked, he could clearly see the look of astonishment in Master Huang Feng's eyes.
However, this man's body swelled up in an instant, and the magic power accumulated in his body made it explode like air.
With only ten steps away, Master Huoquan and Taoist Qingshan couldn't dodge at all, and they all flew away in the fierce fluctuation of mana.
"Pfft!"
Before landing, two mouthfuls of bright red blood spurted out in the air, and then I watched helplessly as the mana flow devoured the blood coffin. It hit the wall behind him hard, and two large human-shaped craters appeared.
“This!”
Zhao Wuji looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
He understands Cheng Tai's betrayal.
After all, he saw with his own eyes how this person was taken away from his soul by Senior Han and then controlled.
Although Zhao Wuji was a little surprised as to why those three comrades, who seemed to be healing, attacked Cheng Tai brazenly, it made sense after thinking about it carefully.
As for why Taoist Huang Feng, who was famous in the Lianyun Mountains, suddenly rebelled, he really couldn't understand.
However, Lin Yi understands.
When Taoist Huang Feng had a murderous intention against him, and he sensed it, he was destined not to survive.
However, when Ji Yi's eyes fell on the rising light of the blood coffin, his eyes changed slightly.
“Let’s go.”
While in this daze, Zhao Wuji heard a low shout in his ear.
Then, Zhao Wuji's eyes fell on the blood coffin, his pupils shrank suddenly, and in a state of shock, he quickly followed Mo Youwei and Lin Yi back.
"Although I don't know when you manipulated Taoist Huang Feng, it ruined my plan, so it's better to stay here."
As these words sounded, , a monstrous blood energy rose into the sky from the blood coffin.
This blood energy not only blocked and wiped out all Taoist Huang Feng's self-destructive attacks in an instant, but also turned into a bloody hand in an instant and struck at the three of them first. .
Golden elixir.
Before the bloody hand even came close, the expressions of Zhao Wuji and Mo Youwei suddenly changed.
The overwhelming pressure came from all directions, making the air at this moment like a swamp, full of endless resistance and pressure.
“Pfft!”
Without any possibility of resistance, Mo Youwei and Zhao Wuji spit out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.
"Zhenren Jindan, there is Zhenren Jindan here, senior, save me."
Zhao Wuji looked back, and at this moment, his mind was taken away by the bloody hand that was like a monument in the sky, and he screamed like crazy in despair.
Boom!
Jin Yi turned around, the red fire on his right hand flashed, and the purple energy rose like clouds.
“Five Fire Purple Sun Seal!”
Bang!
In an instant, two palm prints collided with each other in mid-air.
Zhao Wuji felt that the air was like a swamp, twisting at this moment, and then dissipating.
Ahead.
The moment the scorching fire palm clashed with the blood palm, the space began to distort, and burning tut tut sounds continued to burst out from between the two.
In just one breath, the bloody palm prints shattered. The fire palms that also consumed a lot of energy suddenly condensed into a sword and roared towards the blood coffin.
"Unexpectedly, there is actually a real Jindan hidden among you."
Seeing that the fiery sword energy was about to split the blood coffin into two, a blood-colored bronze mirror suddenly rose from the blood coffin. He rose up and swallowed up the whistling sword energy.
"Your Excellency, this is Deng Quan."
Jin Yi stopped his hand and looked at the middle-aged Taoist who stood up from the blood coffin, his eyes moving slightly.
He couldn't see through this person's cultivation.
Then, a huge power of spiritual consciousness surged out from Ji Yi's sea of consciousness, turning into a sharp spike and piercing towards this person.
However, as soon as the attackers of Jingshenshen approached this person, they were blocked out as if they had hit an invisible barrier.
This made Ji Yi's eyes quickly fall on the blood coffin.
“This coffin is called the Blood Jade Coffin. Although it has no offensive power, if fellow Taoists want to use spiritual attacks to sneak up and win, they are overthinking it.”
Deng Quan stood in the blood coffin, his words full of ridicule.
However, under the seemingly indifferent expression, a cold sweat broke out in his heart.
Although he was not affected by the spiritual attack, the power of the spiritual attack just now was comparable to that of a monk at the third level of the Golden Core.
“The cultivation level that this person just showed is obviously only the first level of the golden elixir, but he has the power of spiritual consciousness that is comparable to the third level of the golden elixir.
This person’s true cultivation level , I am afraid that I have already reached the second level of the Golden Core. Fortunately, the blood jade coffin has absorbed enough blood soul power." Thinking of this, a cold look appeared in Deng Quan's heart, but a smile appeared on his face. said.
"As an explanation, I ask fellow Taoists to die!"
After saying this, Deng Quan held a blood-colored ancient mirror and looked at Lin Yi from afar.
But a red blood light flew out of the blood mirror, and in just a blink of an eye, it came to Ji Yi.
The blood light seemed gentle, but as soon as Fang came into contact with Ji Yi's body-protecting aura, the mana was corroded away.
"Senior Han."
Seeing this scene, Zhao Wuji's expression changed.
But the next moment, he saw a line of fire surrounding Ji Yi's body, blocking out all the light of the bloody mirror.
“Go!”
Deng Quan was not surprised at all by this scene, but at this moment he suddenly slapped the blood coffin in front of him with both hands.
Boom!
In an instant, the blood light surged into the sky, and one after another blood light soared into the sky from the blood coffin, towards the ferocious blood snakes, rushing towards the three of them from all directions.
"If you want Lin to die, you are not qualified enough."
Seeing this scene, Lin Yi stepped forward, and the fire around him changed from red to red gold, turning into A fire lotus wiped out all the light pillars of the blood mirror.
Puff, puff, puff!
Then, the red-gold fire lotus bloomed at this moment, burning all the blood snakes turned into hundreds of blood lights.
"Third-level spiritual fire!"
Deng Quan's pupils suddenly shrank, and his magic power was not reserved at this moment.
“It’s too late!”
Jin Yi raised his hand and activated his sword skills.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
In an instant, the Xuanyang Earth Fire turned into streaks of red-gold sword light as the fire lotus rotated, slashing towards Deng Quan in the blood coffin like a long river.
Boom!
Obviously it was just a sword made of flames, but amidst the roar, there was a muffled sound of thunder.
"Sword Qi Thunder Sound!"
As the blood was swallowed up, Deng Quan's face turned extremely ugly.
Dangjie turned into a streak of blood light, rolled up the blood jade coffin, and together with the blood mirror, quickly dodged and rushed towards a corner of the cave.
“I want to leave.”
Jin Yi’s eyes moved, his feet moved, and in an instant, the man and the sword became one.
"Ding!"
At the same time, his cold snort turned into rolling sound waves and exploded in Deng Quan's ears.
The blood jade coffin may be able to protect Deng Quan's spiritual consciousness, but the art of speech is a combination of spells and spiritual consciousness attacks, which can affect it from the outside.
Deng Quan, who was protected by a blood jade coffin, did not expect to face such an attack. The moment the sound exploded, his ears were deafened and his eyes were covered with flowers.
His spiritual consciousness was not attacked, but his physical body was affected.
“Death!”
Then, Deng Quan saw a flower in front of his eyes, and a sword light bloomed in front of his eyes.
Keng!
At the critical moment, he used his blood mirror to block this fatal sword.
But before Deng Quan had time to be happy, he saw a burst of green spiritual fire suddenly appear on the sword.
Under the bombardment of the fire, the connection between him and his magic weapon became blurred for some reason.
Pfft!
Between the lightning and flint, a sword light bloomed in front of Deng Quan's eyes, and then the red-gold flame engulfed him instantly.
“Ah!”
With a scream, a golden elixir containing Deng Quan’s soul shattered under the burning fire of Xuanyang.
The whole fighting process was very short, and it was completely over in about five breaths.
“Is this the battle between Jin Dan Zhenren?”
Zhao Wuji swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that his back was completely wet.
He actually saw with his own eyes the death of a golden elixir monk who could support a family's prosperity for five hundred years in today's Yunzhou immortal world.
It’s a mess.
Everything is going to be chaotic.
I don’t know why, but this should be the time to celebrate his lucky survival, but Zhao Wuji felt more and more panic in his heart.
I don’t know where this panic started?
But looking at the source, it may be because in less than an hour, a golden elixir monk was the reason why more than a dozen foundation builders died.
(End of this chapter)