Chapter 222 The five parties revealed the truth and turned the demon into a puppet. Under the golden elixir, they were all ants
"The five parties revealed the truth and the blood demon turned into a puppet. With my choice, we conclude a contract and give them all to me!"
This time, he clearly sensed a hint of inherent danger. For the first time, Lord Blood Mist's face, which had always maintained a majesty, showed a hint of uneasiness.
A huge bloody light emitted from his body, and a passage seemed to be formed behind him. With one transformed into five, tall blood-colored demonic bodies appeared in front of him.
One, two, three, four, five...
Five huge figures gradually appeared, standing in front of Lord Blood Mist, each one exuding an energy no less than that of a monk from the Zifu period extent.
The terrifying breath of blood evil continues to erode the surrounding air, and the vibrating blood mist spreads outward like a living monster.
It has to be said that even though they are both great monks in the late Zifu period, Venerable Blood Mist and Supreme Elder Bao Xuzi of the Jinque Sect are similar in cultivation, but in terms of difficulty in dealing with them, two or three Bao Xuzi are more difficult to deal with. Together with Kyoshi, I am afraid that he may not be the opponent of the controller of Blood Mist Abyss City.
The city lord who can take charge of a magic city is indeed a wily person.
Moreover, his cultivation techniques are special and his preparations are even more abundant, except for the head of the Sun family who fell into his hands this time.
He actually owns four blood puppets.
Each statue represents the life of a Zifu monk.
Treading on the numerous skeletons, the Blood Mist Venerable seems to be only one person, but including the blood puppets and the twelve-winged Sky Fire Dragon Centipede, he has the combat power of six Zifu realms in his hands.
Although the monk lost his original sanity after being refined into a blood puppet, and his own strength was severely weakened, he was still able to exert great combat power under the control of Lord Blood Mist.
Two against one, two blood puppets working together are enough to deal with a Zifu monk of the same realm.
The twelve-winged Sky Fire Dragon Centipede can at least fight one against two, or even one against three.
Coupled with the powerful strength possessed by the Blood Mist Venerable, it is enough to crush all opponents at the same stage below the pill formation stage.
It can be said that at this moment, Venerable Blood Mist holds at least five top combat powers in the Zifu realm in his hands.
At this level, even if you encounter Bao Xuzi, it will be completely crushing.
You can even get rid of most of the monks in the same realm without any effort.
"Chen Long, I am very interested in the secrets you have. If you are willing to hand it over, I can consider sparing your life..."
"I advise you to just go and be captured, so as not to suffer any physical pain!"< br>
The five blood puppets were summoned at once, and the Blood Mist Lord was no longer hidden. Surrounded by the blood mist, his body became taller and taller, as if he was a demon coming out of the blood channel. .
The strong blood energy turned into ferocious magic armor. In front of him was a huge skull, with a cold green light emitting from his eyes, giving people an irresistible sense of suffocation!
The boiling blood energy formed a huge wave, and if the substantial part covered the body of the Blood Mist Lord, it condensed into the cold blood demon armor.
His body was already tall, but at this moment, the surging blood evil energy was released, making him look like a blood-colored god and demon.
The terrifying majestic momentum formed a huge bloody face behind Lord Blood Mist.
The twisted blood-colored face had empty eye sockets, covering a radius of a hundred meters. It opened its mouth wide and let out a silent roar, like a concussive storm, violently spreading outward.
The shaking storm swept in circles, hitting Zheng Yi's surroundings, forming a twisted ripple.
His expression was indifferent, and he had no fear of the Blood Mist Lord who was wearing the Blood Demon Armor and whose aura was soaring. He even watched his aura soaring with interest.
But in Zheng Yi's eyes, in the deepest part of the pupils, wisps of extreme gold are quietly gathering, condensing into a bright golden light. It is the powerful power of the soul that is at work.
After condensing the soul space and evolving into the soul villain, his spiritual will has entered another level. Even without relying on magic power, he can mentally influence real material events in a flash of his mind.
With a random movement in his heart, an endless spiritual storm instantly evolved, forming a defensive barrier around him to resist the onslaught of bloody craziness.
This is derived from the spiritual level, the quality gap after the transformation of the soul.
No matter who the opponent is, and to what extent his spirit and soul have been increased, as long as he does not exceed the limit and breaks through the invisible but real ceiling, Zheng Yi will never be able to reach his limit.
This is equivalent to natural sand and gravel, which is loose and loose, but once it is piled up and built into a fortress, it can form the strongest defense.
At this moment, the spirit villain has evolved, and Zheng Yi's control over the power of his own spirit has already risen to an incredible level.
It's like evolving directly from the cold weapon era of the feudal dynasty to the hot weapon era of Gatling in hand. If you don't understand it personally, you can't guess how big the gap between the two sides is.
This is the essential gap in the origin of the soul, the collision between eggs and stones.
There has always been a saying in the world of immortality that under the elixir, everyone is an ant.
Only the golden elixir avenue is the starting point for embarking on the road to immortality.
No matter how happy the monks of the Zi Mansion are in the wilderness of the Three Mountains, in fact, only Jin Dan is the real mastermind behind the scenes.
Otherwise, Taiyin Xuantian Sect would not have closed its doors for thousands of years, and would still be the only leader in this land.
For the great masters in the Nascent Soul stage, there is no essential difference between them whether they are practicing Qi, building foundations or cultivating the Purple Mansion.
But a cultivator who is successful in cultivation and has entered the realm of golden elixir, even a Yuanying stage monk will pay special attention to him, give him a certain degree of respect, and he can call him Taoist friend.
This shows that both parties are fellow travelers on the path of cultivating immortality, and the other party's Taoism has been respected by the monks in the Nascent Soul stage. This is the actual difference, and it is also the difference in the origin of immortality.
Although the immortal cultivators go against the will of heaven, step by step, they gradually transform into immortals, shed their mortal bodies, and achieve the appearance of immortals.
But in fact, even the monks in the Zifu period are only mortal bodies and have not broken away from the human category. They only rely on the magic power they have cultivated and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to develop many potential traits.
But once a monk understands the golden elixir method and sets foot in the realm of elixir formation, he completely bids farewell to his mortal body. In fact, he has transformed into a completely different kind of creature.
Rising from the human race, but already higher than the human race.
Transformed into a strange bloodline like some ancient species and innate races, this is the truth of the Golden Elixir Avenue.
Represents the perfect body that a living being constantly refines itself, evolves step by step, and finally reaches.
Not to mention anything else, it is just that the soul space evolves into a soul villain, condenses its own spirit into substance, and affects the real world with the power of the void soul. This level has long been impossible for an ordinary body. It can be done.
Now Zheng Yi has taken this step. Although he is not a true monk in the alchemy stage, his soul has undergone transformation and has a trace of the strange abilities of an alchemy monk.
In other words, even if he can't use any magic power, relying on his strong mental suppression, even if the Zifu Dzogchen monks use a big sword in front of Zheng Yi, that is, in front of Guan Gong, everything will be seen by him. Take the initiative. It may not hurt others, but it will definitely hurt yourself.
"Chenlong, you, a junior, still dare not show your true face to others until today. You must not be an unknown person even in the Three Mountains Wilderness."
"Although I don't know who you are, I actually don't need to know your identity. Since you are seeking death, then treat this place as your burial place and stay here forever."
Blood Mist Lord The person was wearing blood-red magic armor. Although he said this, his face was gloomy, indicating that his heart was not as calm as his tone.
His eyes glowed with strange blood. He stared at the strange monk wearing the Chenlong mask, and he couldn't help but feel a bit of deep fear in his heart.
Previously, Wei Xu had gone beyond his expectations and even risked his life to explode his formation compass to send this person out. Lord Blood Mist felt bad.
He himself is a heroic figure, ruthless and ruthless. He has known Master Wei Xu for hundreds of years, so he naturally knows the temperament of this formation master.
He was thinking about his direct granddaughter. If he had not faced a fatal blow and had a better choice, he would never have been willing to sacrifice himself to save others and give up his life so simply.
In other words, the reason why Wei Xu fought desperately and was willing to die was that he put all his hopes on the mysterious monk "Chen Long" whose identity he did not even know. .
In fact, before coming here, Wei Xu had already exchanged information with his old friend who had always known each other, so beforehand, whether it was the identity of Zi Mouse, Mao Rabbit, or Yin Hu, he Everyone knows it.
But this Chen Long came in suddenly, and his true identity was concealed by Wei Xu even from his old friend.
Originally, Lord Blood Mist thought that this person would be a variable, and wanted to take the opportunity to let him die in the clearance passage. Unexpectedly, this person had good means and passed the levels one after another. In the end, he turned into a villain. The chess piece that won his own big game.
This made Lord Blood Mist have murderous intention towards him, which had already reached its peak.
It was just that the Blood Mist Formation was exploded by Wei Xu Compass. Chen Long disappeared mysteriously. He was like a ball of air and disappeared from the formation strangely. This made the Lord of Blood Mist I was shocked.
And now, he felt even more frightened, feeling that the person in front of him was his life and death enemy.
Once you are about to take a wrong step, what awaits you is an abyss of eternal destruction.
Lord Blood Mist can no longer remember how long it has been since he had this weird feeling of impending disaster.
When was the last time you had this feeling of soul trembling?
It seems that it was when he had just entered the foundation-building stage, and when he was very satisfied and felt that the world was big and he could conquer anything, he met a purple soaring through the sky in the wilderness of the mountains and forests. The giant eagle.
The powerful aura intimidation from the creatures in Zifu, as well as the terrifying intimidation of life instinct and bloodline suppression, he still remembers deeply until now.
But in comparison, what frightened Lord Blood Mist was that even that time, he did not feel as much as the sense of crisis brought to him by the strange monk wearing the Chenlong mask in front of him. More intense.
Fortunately, the current situation seems to be still under his control. Lord Blood Mist is extremely confident in the blood mist formation he has arranged in advance, which contains the powerful ability to kill the monks of the Purple Mansion.
Coupled with the existence of the five blood puppets, even if this Chenlong is extremely powerful, it is not a pill.
No matter what, Lord Blood Mist will not believe that he is incapable of fighting.
“Do it!”
A strange bloody light flashed in the pupils, and the blood demon's evil energy surged from the blood mist master's body. With a wave of his hand, five powerful and abnormal blood puppets burst out at the same time.
The powerful force shook the space, bringing an unimaginable strong impact.
Like five long bloody dragons, they rushed towards Zheng Yi.
The surging blood tide filled the air, and the boiling blood mist was like giant pythons, spreading their sharp fangs and flying over the sky and covering the ground, as if they were going to completely wipe out the area where Zheng Yi was. Cover up in general.
“Friend Styx, if you don’t take action now, how long will it take?!”
Facing the vicious and terrifying blood puppet and the overwhelming tide of blood coming from the surrounding area, Zheng Yi’s expression Without any change, he said softly.
Leave professional matters to professionals!
Zheng Yi initially evolved into a spirit villain, with extremely powerful mental power, but the energy consumption was too serious, which was not very comfortable for him.
Now that he has a right-hand assistant, he is happy to be at ease.
The secret method practiced by Lord Blood Mist has a very ancient origin. It was obtained from an ancient monk's cave when he mistakenly broke into the Demonic Mountain Gate in his early years. The blood puppet refined with the blood mist formation has the characteristics of his lifetime. The fighting instinct is controlled by the Blood Demon Armor, which is an existence between the demon spirit and the puppet.
The five blood puppets are almost the limit that he can bear. With the help of the blood mist formation and the power of the blood demon armor gathered by the five blood puppets, the blood mist master is confident that even the Zifu Dzogchen monks cannot is his opponent.
He will be suppressed by him until he kills him.
But for Zheng Yi, as long as it is a foreign object, there must be a gap between it and the main body. He can rely on the powerful maneuverability of the spirit villain to compete with Lord Blood Mist for control of this demon spirit.
At this point, he can naturally see that whether it is the blood mist formation or the five blood puppets, the core center of their operation is the weird blood demon armor of Lord Blood Mist.
Although for Zheng Yi, a direct confrontation with the Blood Demon Armor was just a matter of overturning.
But leaving it to Taoist Styx can be regarded as cleaning up the door.
After all, this is the ancestor of the Blood Demon Path.
This incarnation of Taoist Styx is the doomsday world. It was born according to some strange rules. It is based on the Nether Blood Fountain and the ancestor of zombies, the magic bat Cain, and finally swallows the ancestor level that can evolve from infinite blood. Monsters are born to be experts at playing with blood.
He even reopened the road, established a path in the end, and gave birth to the powerful Blood River Asura clan.
The sea of blood never dries up, and the river Styx never dies.
How can a heretic creation like the Blood Demon Armor be compared? There is an essential difference between the two sides.
Boom!
As Zheng Yi's voice fell lightly, in an instant, a thunder echoed around the world.
However, behind Zheng Yi, a bloody river suddenly flowed out of the endless void, like a blood dragon, standing across the sky.
It is like a huge and boundless blood-colored bridge, exuding a suffocating blood evil. At the moment of arrival, without saying a word, he rushed directly into the surging blood mist formation. .
Rumble!
The blood river vibrated, like a living thing, and like a whale sucking the long sea, as if it was swallowing up the whole world, swallowing the blood scattered around, the surging blood mist twisted crazily, like a living thing It struggled violently like an object, but was still swallowed up by the deeper and deeper river of blood like a tide.
(End of this chapter)