Chapter 184 Yuanshi Tianmo Strategy, Blood Nerve
Any alchemy master is a monk who has been practicing for at least a hundred years. Apart from other things, he must have the skill of Dingjing. This is It ensures that everyone can exert their most basic strength.
Most of the time, they are not like ordinary people. When they are confused, they just wait to die.
But today, the pressure in Deng Mingchang's heart is indeed increasing. The bloody sword light is coming and going, which is really a kind of "death" pressure on all the monks present.
This man's swordsmanship is frighteningly high. In his hands, the Jade Dragon Sword Art of the Palace of Incarnation of All Beasts exerts a power that is beyond the power of this sword art.
The Palace of Incarnation of Ten Thousand Beasts ranks among the twelve authentic sects in the world, but the Jade Dragon Sword Technique passed down by its sect is first-class, but not top-notch. However, the killing power displayed today is far greater than in the past. Everyone knows.
“Unexpectedly, I have to fight for my life here.”
Deng Mingchang knew that he could not hope that anyone would rescue him at this moment, he could only save himself. He sacrificed a special scimitar-like magic weapon, bit the tip of his tongue, and spurted a mouthful of blood onto it.
When the scimitar saw blood, it immediately emitted a strange red light. At the same time, the scimitar actually extended an identical reverse blade from the handle, and then flew around the body.
This is a defensive weapon that uses offense as defense. Although it is only a fifth-level low-grade weapon, it will have the power of a fifth-order mid-grade weapon after swallowing the essence and blood.
Deng Mingchang knew that it was evil, but he loved its power. He would only sacrifice it when his life was at stake, and would use blood from the tip of his tongue instead of blood essence.
Most monks have only three drops of their natal essence and blood. The essence and blood of monks who are successful in body refining may increase a little. Normally, it is extremely difficult to make up for the loss of a drop. However, using the blood from the tip of the tongue will also damage the vitality, but it is relatively It's easy to make up too much.
Deng Mingchang saw that Lu Cheng's Five Elements Flying Sword was made of five flying swords that were forcibly combined into one with great magic power.
So he used defense as offense, trying to break his flying sword, or at least stop the opponent's intention to kill him, even if the opponent changed the target.
Seeing the Deng family monk surrounded by layers of bloody scimitar shadows, Lu Cheng also frowned slightly.
The five-element flying sword he forcibly condensed with five fourth-level flying swords, the quality and sharpness of the fifth-level low-level flying sword are still insufficient at most. If it is struck by the opponent's sword light, the flying sword will inevitably collapse.
Furthermore, such a powerful magic weapon cannot be forcibly brushed off with a golden branch, otherwise the golden branch will be more likely to be cut off.
"The golden branch was destroyed, blocking the light of his sword for a moment. I am confident that I can break the blunt force with sharpness, cut off his protective magical weapon, and kill his body."
That's it. Hesitating for a moment in Lucheng At that time, several bolts of lightning were also hitting him. The monk from the Deng family practiced the method of evil thunder. It was not as majestic and powerful as the righteous thunder, but it was dark purple like a thunder whip. It was easier to control and the power was not small. .
It’s just that the people in Lucheng were united with the sword, and their bodies were carried through the sky by the five-color sword light. They often escaped from the lightning with narrowly and narrowly. Even though Deng Mingchang changed his methods several times, he could not be implicated. Half a point.
Lu Cheng's swordsmanship and sword fighting experience were so high that he could guess what the opponent was going to do just by raising his hand. Coupled with the transparency of the sword's heart, the gap in the operation of the two sides' spiritual consciousness was completely smoothed.
“Damn it, do you really think that I’m a freeloader!?”
“Get up!”
Fifth Senior Brother’s fierce tongue bursts with spring thunder, and his magic power is flowing Under this, its body suddenly changed and grew several feet taller to become a giant. Huge horns grew on its forehead, thick bear skin appeared on its skin, and its body was strong and powerful.
“Moo!”
Niu Meng lowered his head, thick iron armor appeared on his body, and then his whole body crashed into the bloody sword light.
The method of body cultivation is to use force to overcome skill.
A defensive magic weapon that is close to the fifth-level middle-grade weapon cannot be blocked.
Of course, this is also because Deng Mingchang was threatened by Lu Cheng’s bloody sword light, which took most of his mind away. Otherwise, with the speed of the mind of a master-level monk, how could he let his opponent cast spells calmly and let a Physical cultivation deceives the body that is close to itself.
The defensive armor on Niu Meng, the fifth senior brother, was a fourth-level high-grade magic weapon. At this moment, it was disintegrated by the light of the sword, and iron leaves mixed with flesh and blood flew up.
Although the method of body cultivation is the ultimate way, it still cannot last long under the pressure of the huge gap in realm.
"Moo!"
However, Niu Meng roared again, flicked his head, and sprayed out a yellow light from his mouth and nose. This yellow light was like a rope, very flexible. Changeable, this is Niu Meng's true magical weapon: the Immortal Binding Rope.
When he first became the true disciple of Huang Longzi, Niu Meng didn’t know his master at that time, so he refined this immortal rope and said: "I would like to be the master's seat." "Go down to the green ox." This made Huang Longzi and his wife laugh heartily.
Indeed, I have never seen someone make his own cattle and prepare his own rope.
But a joke is a joke. Fifth Senior Brother Niu Meng is thick on the outside but delicate on the inside. His natal magical weapon is extremely mysterious. Once it really entangles his body, even the master of Dan Jie will have difficulty breaking free.
"Alas."
As soon as he saw the yellow light, Deng Mingchang sighed softly, took a step in the void, and his whole body suddenly flew up, avoiding the rope that bound the immortal, but he also Out of the range of the bloody sword light.
"Just take a look and see whether you, a wild bull, will be minced first, or whether I will die under the sword of this little friend first."
At this moment, Deng Mingchang's overwhelming strength Part of his mind was still on Lu Cheng, and he couldn't help it. The bloody aura on Lu Cheng's body swept over him like a sudden storm.
That thick and bloody pressure reaches the deepest part of people's hearts! The more advanced a monk is, the more he will not ignore it.
But at this moment, behind Niu Meng, a purple light suddenly stabbed out and stung Deng Mingchang's right elbow.
Quick, accurate, ruthless, and poisonous, the person who took action was none other than Nangong Jing. Blood lines appeared on Nangong Jing’s originally handsome and gentle face, like a graceful scribe, and a purple scorpion tail appeared behind him. Waving and swinging.
Nangong Jing’s fusion is the purple poisonous scorpion with the bloodline of ancient ferocious insects and alien beasts. It is as fast as the wind and contains terrible poison. Nangong Jing’s natal magic weapons are all poison beads to avoid the poison. Poison yourself to death.
At this moment, Deng Mingchang was poisoned. Although he cut off his arm immediately, his face was still purple and black, and the poison invaded his body.
None of the true disciples of Master Huang Longzi were incompetent. Nangong Jing, Niu Meng, and Zhongli ordered the three of them to join forces to stop Deng Mingchang.
If it were a normal fight, the three of them would most likely be defeated. However, when Lu Cheng Sword escapes and restrains them, it gives the three of them a huge opportunity to attack. They can seize it immediately and kill one of them.
Although Deng Mingchang was not dead at this time, seeing the three senior brothers attacking him, Lu Cheng immediately fled in the direction of his third senior brother Ou Bai. At this time, snatching heads and grabbing harvests would be too reckless. Lu Cheng himself had experienced the battles of Qianzhi Cult and Ranmu Mountain. He was a well-known wealthy family in Guizang Mountain, and he was famous for being fat.
Now that they are fighting for a windfall with their senior brothers, Nangong Jing, Niu Meng, and Zhongli Ling, who is far less wealthy than his junior brothers, may really fall out with each other.
"Hundred poisonous golden silkworm Gu, cultivating blood nerves, Mr. Xue, you are indeed right, this person's demonic nature is deeply rooted in the bone marrow, I really can't have too much involvement with him."
Ou Bai's method was very clever. He used the Huitian Ice Art to activate the Tianhe Sword Art. The power of the sword was powerful and powerful, unparalleled in strength, and the surging force was like the rushing of the Tianhe River.
The bloodline he cultivated and fused was the alien snow eagle. At this moment, it has white wings on its back, flying at extremely fast speeds, and its eyes glow with strange light.
From time to time, he used a few hands of Snow God Claws, a perfect fusion of martial arts, swordsmanship, and magical powers. He fought with the master monk of Tianji Mansion in hundreds of moves, but he was only slightly behind.
"Fellow Taoists, the Tianji Mansion does not want to get involved in the dispute between the Northern Sect of Shen Zong and Dong Dao. We will say goodbye today and ask for advice tomorrow."
The words are beautiful, a white rainbow. But he hurriedly ran southward. Whether it was due to his exquisite escape skills or some secret technique, Lu Cheng couldn't catch up for a while.
"The monks in Tianji Mansion are really interesting."
With a sigh, Lu Cheng's sword light finally struck at the Deng family monk who was fighting Wu Lingyun.
Seeing this, the Grand Master of the Deng family roared angrily, and the two swords combined to encircle Lu Cheng.
The two remaining Deng family monks, one Deng Mingyang and the other Deng Songqing, are both powerful monks. Deng Mingyang was stopped by Lu Cheng's Hundred Poison Golden Silkworm Gu and Gu Qinghong. In the middle of the pill formation, in front of him This Deng Songqing was a generation older than Deng Mingyang, and his magic power had been cultivated to almost the late stage of pill formation.
The fourth-grade Cold Essence Moon Walking Pill is also very impressive. If it weren’t for the moonlit night when the Cold Essence Moon Walking Pill was suitable for exerting its magic power, Wu Lingyun would never have been able to block Deng Songqing for such a long time.
In fact, if Deng Songqing had not made a mistake in his judgment and thought that he could capture Wu Lingyun quickly, Wu Lingyun would not be able to hold him back, and the other two Deng family masters would not have died in this battle.
Wu Lingyun's temperament and magic power far exceeded his expectations, resulting in the death of two Deng family masters in the battle. Deng Songqing was furious in his heart and drove the light of his two swords to attack Wu Lingyun like thunder and lightning or the surge of the sea. With Lu Cheng.
“These two juniors from the Northern Sect of the Shen Sect, both have incredibly brilliant minds and magical powers. I am afraid that they will be the materials for high-grade elixirs in the future. They are already enemies today. In order to avoid the big trouble of the East Island in the future, they must be killed today. The two of them!"
But Deng Songqing's idea soon changed, because without fighting against Lu Cheng, he could not truly understand the terrifying tyranny of this man's swordsmanship.
Super-level Taoism, the true fire of the five elements and the earth. Super-level Taoism, innate Qi to capture.
Coupled with his unpredictable swordsmanship, Deng Songqing soon discovered that this man was not a hidden danger in the future, but had already become the impending disaster for the Deng family.
Five Elements of Sword Intent, performed with swords.
The reason why I did not use the Five Elements Mahamudra before was because the technique was too powerful and needed to be performed to gain momentum. Lu Cheng was unable to use it at will, but at this moment, he no longer had any scruples.
In the high sky over the vast sea, translucent large handprints of five colors appear from time to time. When photographed and picked up, the hand-kneading techniques activate the movement of the five elements of energy between heaven and earth. They are extremely powerful.
Lu Cheng used the Five Elements Sword Intent and the Five Elements Grand Hand Seal to attack from the front, while the second senior sister Wu Lingjun was on the side to recover her mental power at the same time.
"Junior Brother Lu, do you really plan to beat this person to death? If you kill three masters of Dongdao in one day, I'm afraid Dongyuan Zhenren will take action."
During the fierce fighting between the two sides, Wu Lingyun had to convey his thoughts to Lu Cheng in this way.
Wu Lingjun also knew that it would be unwise to let go of her junior brother's murderous intention at this time, but from her point of view, there was no way. If Deng Zhenren, one of the two saints of the East Island, took action , the fact is really irreversible.
"Sister, if you believe me, then join me in killing this beast."
There was dark red blood floating in Lu Cheng's eyes, and the thought of killing caused a huge difference in the world.
Although Lu Cheng also knew that at this moment, he was over-stimulating the blood and fire of his life, and a bloody murderous intention rushed straight to the top door. The spiritual platform seemed to be washed by waves of blood-red waves, and all the six senses were felt. It is a bloody killing, if you want to sink into it.
The art of blood and fire comes from the blood nerve after all.
But in the Lingtai of Lucheng, there is always a clear light like an ice line:
Wu Lingyun does not know about the secret realm of Tianfo, but he knows it.
Over the past few days, Lu Cheng has repeatedly deduced in his mind that there is a great possibility that Master Deng of Dongdao will not take action because he never wants to attract the attention of Master Huang Longzi and his wife, let alone the attention of real monks all over the world.
To put it bluntly, compared to the few Deng family master monks and the Tianfo Secret Realm, both personally and for the family, the former cannot compare with the latter.
As for myself, through this battle, I can greatly intimidate Xiaoxiao by boosting my master's power. If my prediction is correct, my master will probably have to cross the fourth path of forty-nine in a short time. A serious disaster.
After all, Lu Cheng still felt that the deal was done.
The Shenzong Beizong lineage has been restrained for hundreds of years. Except for the senior brother Yu Wenzheng, the other senior sisters and brothers have not come out of the struggle. If you become famous today, you can save a lot of trouble in the future. .
"..."
Wu Lingyun did not reply verbally to the Ninth Junior Brother's message. Instead, he took a step forward and sacrificed his natal magic weapon, Hanlin Tourmaline, to explain his choice with practical actions.
The extremely cold wave froze the sea. Lu Cheng used his sword to draw the Nine Fire Flame Dragon down. The nature of the Great Sun Divine Gang was too overbearing and violent. At this time, Lu Cheng's whole body was burning with blood. Without such agitation of mana, even if Even he himself will be swallowed up by the most powerful and tyrannical fire in the world.
The Great Sun is a true fire, and there is no one like it in the world.
“Ah...”
Deng Songqing never thought that he would die here.
I wanted to hide in the deep sea, but found that the bottom of the sea was already blocked by a large piece of ice. Although it could be broken, it would take a moment.
At this moment, Lu Cheng didn’t give it to him.
Standing on the iceberg, Deng Songqing's whole body was enveloped in raging fire and burned, and he screamed to death.
“Uncle Seventeen!”
Deng Mingyang, the only one in the distance who was still holding on under the siege, heard the screams and was shocked, knowing that this was Uncle Seventeen's last warning to him.
He gritted his teeth and wanted to run away from this place. If the sword madman returned and was besieged by them together, he might really die here today.
After returning to Dongji Island, no matter how severe the punishment the ancestor received, at least he would have to bear it with his life.
However, although Deng Mingyang's magic power is good, escape is not his strong point. Over there, Lu Cheng beheaded Deng Songqing and had already used his sword energy Lei Yin again to chase Deng Mingyang.
The blood all over Lu Cheng's body was rolling. After a series of hard battles, his mana and killing intent not only did not fade away, but instead became stronger and stronger, powerful and unstoppable.
With Deng Mingyang's escape method and the restraint of others, it was impossible to escape the pursuit of Lu Cheng's Sword Qi Leiyin.
Just, at this time.
Boom, boom, boom.
On the isolated island in the vast sea where the sky was originally clear and clear, suddenly the sky and the earth changed color, and then, streaks of condensed purple thunder fell.
Hit the rocks on the cliff and made a crackling sound.
The vitality of heaven and earth surged abnormally, and swirling clouds appeared above everyone's heads. Purple thunder surged in the center, and an old man with a simple and majestic appearance slowly walked out of it.
“Double Saints of Dongji Island, Master Deng!?”
Ou Bai groaned in a low voice as if there was a lack of water in his throat.
Everyone present was also shocked by this horrific scene.
Deng Dongyuan and Deng Zhenren, who lived in the same era as Zhenren Huang Longzi and had been suppressing the overseas immortal world for hundreds of years, his appearance meant that everyone present who was hostile to the Deng family would die.
"Ancestor!"
Deng Mingyang, whose life and death was already hanging by a thread, ignored the other people present and knelt down directly. He was also convinced that no one could kill in front of Dongyuan Ancestor. Deng family.
However, Lu Cheng ignored this and slashed at Deng Mingyang with one sword.
At this moment, the old man high in the sky was really angry.
His body rushed forward, surrounded by black and gray demonic energy, and turned into several skulls with horns on their heads, crossing the space and arriving in an instant.
Wu Lingyun and Ou Bai both reacted and tried to intercept, but they were forced back one after another without even stopping them for a moment.
Master Deng Dongyuan came to Deng Mingyang's side first and then waved his sleeve to fly away the five-color flying sword.
"Blood nerves!? It turns out to be contemporary blood... No, how come your blood nerves are so messed up?"
Deng Dongyuan, the real person, had an adventure in his early years and got a volume of Yuan Shi Tian's magic strategy. After enlightenment so far, it is already a transformation of gongshen and demonic gongs.
As soon as he appeared, everyone was frightened by him, and it was difficult to use even three or four points of ten levels of mana. Even Lu Cheng, looking at it at this moment, only saw that the person in front of him suddenly changed into himself. The shape of the figure then turned into a blood shadow and pounced towards him.
"How far have you comprehended Xue Nerve? Let me take a look."
"You can at most drive a thousand miles with his demonic energy. Look at my Xue Nerve. Can you take it back with you?" Lu Cheng suddenly swung an iron ring towards the sky and swallowed it, wanting to destroy the foundation of the old man's existence in front of him.
It’s just that Lu Cheng’s response was correct, but he underestimated the terrifying demonic power of the old man in front of him. Even if it was just a streak of demonic energy, Lu Cheng couldn’t fight with his sword with all his strength.
This is the first time since Lu Cheng started practicing Taoism that he was completely at a disadvantage when his magic power was higher than the opponent's. Of course, a large part of the reason for this was that the opponent's spiritual thoughts were running like lightning too much faster than his own. But not as good as that.
At this moment, behind Lu Cheng, suddenly, an extremely sharp and domineering sword energy shot out of the sky, tearing the sky and splitting the clouds.
This sword energy was so fierce and domineering that it cut off Deng Dongyuan's magic power.
(End of this chapter)