"Su Zhenjun fought well!"
"Is this the legendary Su family's firepower? The legend is still too conservative. How can this be the firepower that can destroy a Yuanying Immortal Kingdom? This is The fifth-level Immortal Kingdom cannot withstand this round of fire from him!”
“Of course, a few days ago, Su Zhenjun tried his best on Penglai Immortal Island, and the people in Penglai were frightened and shouted. No, are you surrendering?"
"Oh, you can't talk like this, the fellow Taoists in Penglai are still here. They have to lose face by talking like this. They must be strict in what they say, so as not to accidentally hurt them. The others were so frightened that it was only Liu Gandang and Liu Zhenjun!”
“Hey, why did you stop? Su Zhenjun, go ahead, kill all these prison-suppressing elephants, what are you waiting for? What?”
Everyone who has heard of Su's firepower and has seen it says it is good.
Even at this moment, the overwhelming crowd of prison-suppressing elephants were unable to advance another hundred feet under Su's firepower.
But the results of the battle were so great that the corrections were enjoying themselves, but they saw Su Qing put away all the Yan cannons.
“Don’t stop, Su Zhenjun, if you feel sorry for the money for the artillery fire, why don’t we reimburse you for it!”
You Zhenjun shouted loudly, this is not a joke, this is not Su Qing's firepower suppressed them, but they were about to face these prison-suppressing statues.
Let's not talk about whether there is any danger or whether he will die. He just said that he went up to fight hand-to-hand. No matter what, he didn't feel comfortable standing here watching Su Qing's performance.
Unfortunately, Su Qing took back the Yan Cannon, not because he felt sorry for the spirit stone, but because he found that these Yan Cannons had little effect on the prison gods.
At this time, other True Lords also discovered this.
But I saw that although the blood and flesh of the prison-suppressing idols were bruised by the Yanhuo Spiritual Explosion Cannon, they immediately regenerated flesh and blood, as if nothing had happened, just because of the Yanhuo Spiritual Explosion Cannon. The impact only caused them to freeze in place, unable to move forward.
"These prison-suppressing elephants are no longer living beings. They are all invisible evil spirits that cannot be dealt with by the Yanhuo Spirit Explosive Cannon!" Su Qing said solemnly.
"Then what should we do, just watch them rush over and let us wait for a head-on fight with them?" Lord Youzhen asked, looking around.
The other True Lords also looked embarrassed: "I'm not afraid. We can actually handle a group of fourth-level prison-suppressing idols, but this is just an appetizer for the secret realm of the abyss. I, etc. If all the means are exhausted, what will happen next? "
It is not a formidable enemy, nor can it be said to be difficult to deal with. Just find a few True Lords here and use the trump cards prepared by their respective sects. It's not difficult to deal with these prison-suppressing elephants.
But as these True Lords said, these trump cards were prepared by them for the ruthless characters at the sixth level of virtual refining who may, no, must exist in the secret realm of the abyss.
Now that a group of prison-suppressing elephants are just listening to their subordinates, they have to use their trump cards. It really feels like anti-aircraft cannons swatting mosquitoes.
Good steel should be used on blades, and anti-aircraft guns should be reserved for blasting fortresses.
These prison-suppressing elephants should be solved by Xiaomi and a rifle.
This is what Su Qing did.
But I saw him patting the giant Kun in the North Sea, and from the Kun's mouth, rows of minions came out laughing one by one.
But it is his subordinates who have expanded their ranks several times and updated their equipment several times. Although they still look like the same cute little people as before, their strength and ability are no longer comparable to those of the exorcism army back then.
The exorcism dolls from three divisions, large, medium and small, lined up their firing arrays and fired fiercely at the prison-suppressing elephants.
In the center of the group army, missile loading trucks transformed into Transformers puppets, large fourth-order exorcism missiles more than a hundred feet high, stood high, and then shot straight into the sky.
Crackling.
Boom.
Small guns shoot, big artillery bombards, and missiles explode.
The seemingly endless line of prison-suppressing idols were also scattered by this professional counterpart, the exorcism army that Su Qing had accumulated over the years. When they rushed in front of the cultivators, they were scattered. There are only a few dozen statues left.
At this time, the cultivators can also clearly see the specific appearance of these prison-suppressing idols.
It is as big as a mountain as in the legend, but it is covered with maggot blood beasts. There is no blood energy fluctuation, and there is no breath of life. It is like a walking corpse, controlled by a mass of black energy in the skull. , when they saw these living creatures, they rushed towards them like a cat smelling a fishy smell and hungry for a long time.
Chi-la-la!
A true king used Taoism to capture the black energy from the skull of a prison-suppressing elephant.
After careful observation through Ling Chunzhen, I came to a conclusion.
“These black qi are composed of four types of energy, including death and evil spirits. They are dominated by evil qi, but they are also different from the normal evil demons outside. Beings infected by this black qi will not think of themselves as beings. Evil spirits, they just think that they are still the same selves as before, and they will still perform the duties of the past.
But if there is no skin left, everything in the ancient times has long been wiped out, and they have to start over. They were once in the ancient times. The roles they played, the subordinates they commanded, and the superiors they were loyal to no longer existed. In this way, they were in such confused and hesitant moods, complaining about heaven and earth, and their grievances accumulated deeper and deeper, and they were even deeper than normal evil spirits. The fierce ones are more crazy.
At least, normal demons will know how to avoid and shrink from the firepower of Su Zhenjun's exorcism army just now, and will not rush forward like these prison-suppressing gods. < br>
In short, everyone just treats them as crazy evil spirits, because they still carry the evil spirit of death, and are more adapted to this abyss secret realm than evil spirits, and they also carry the future of the ancient priesthood. Go ahead and use some divine means.”
Ling Tan Qiuzhen said this, and from the prison-suppressing elephant that had left the black energy, a white jade divine tablet with divine power was revealed.
It is clearly written on it: three divine inscriptions for the Shepherd of Souls. There is also a line of numbers below the divine inscriptions: 0087, which is obviously the number of the prison-suppressing elephant in the ethnic group at that time. It is only followed by the white jade divine tablet. Taken out of its body, the number slowly disappeared into the world along with its long-dead body.
No one can sympathize with 0087's experience at this time. Everyone looks solemnly at the new round of offensive coming from the distance.
This time, it’s not a monster.
And it seems to be flowing down from the sky, and the violent flow seems to be able to sweep through the entire secret realm of the abyss, the black and red blood river!
"Damn it, is this how the blood river is used? What a waste!"
Jianglongfuhu and other monks from the Styx Taoist lineage were so excited when they saw the blood river that they wanted to jump up and take a few licks. . No wonder they are.
The practice of the monks of the Styx Sect relies on being ruthless, being ruthless to themselves and being ruthless to others. This is an old tradition passed down by the ancient ancestors. After all, back then, they were ruthless. The He Sect cannot compare with the Yuanshi Sect on Kunlun, and the Lingbao Sect on Jin'ao Island is rich in resources.
If you don't be cruel to yourself, how can you carve out a niche in a land like Jiuyou Netherland, stand out in ancient times, and complement many powerful sects in ancient times.
Second, relying on the blood river, in the Nine Netherworlds, there are only two kinds of resources that can be obtained.
The first is a river of blood that flows endlessly, contains immeasurable vitality and vitality, and is constantly changing life and death.
The second is boundlessness, which is the endless underworld projected by all the negative sides of the world.
These two resources that no one has but oneself have allowed the Styx Sect to prosper for a lifetime. During its heyday, their ancestor Styx could even challenge the Buddha and glare at the Emperor of Heaven.
I just lament that the ancestor still acted too arrogantly, so that when he competed for the qualification to open up the underworld, few powerful people were willing to support him as the talker of the underworld. The only one who helped him was The Beiming Kunpeng, who was also very unpopular, did not help him attract many people, but because of Kunpeng's own reputation, the founder was despised by more people.
In the end, the speaker of the underworld was captured by Empress Houtu, and the Nine Netherworld Earth inherited from their Styx Sect was also taken away by her as the basic base of the underworld.
Who can I talk to to explain this?
After the ancient catastrophe, the remaining blood rivers collapsed into countless rivers, and their Styx lineages divided some, such as the blood river maintained in the Qiandao Fairyland. The dolls are so crowded that it can be used as a swimming pool!
In this way, the monks who came from the Styx Taoism, who were all crazy and poor, saw this river of blood falling from the sky and flowing like a river and sea, how could they not go crazy with greed.
The one who was impatient, that is, the True Lord Subduing the Dragon, rushed out with a roar, running towards the blood river in both directions, reaching out to scoop up a handful of blood from the river even though they were far away. Come.
He drank it down, and the word "pleasure" was not even uttered out of his mouth.
He just felt something was wrong, and his lower abdomen was bulging and swollen. It was a strange feeling that he had never felt before, but for some reason, there was a voice telling him.
Good news came from the delivery room, he was about to give birth!
"This...this...this, brother, you are too impatient. Yes, you and I, brothers, have not given birth to a son and a half daughter yet. The family tradition must be continued, and with this trip It’s dangerous, and no one knows if we can come back alive. If we can have a son and a half left in the world, we will be worthy of our ancestors, but I didn’t expect you to give birth to yourself!”
Zhenjun Fuhu watched his elder brother go and come back. His arms were as big as watermelons, and there were sounds of humming, heying, and punching and kicking.
Secretly, he is worthy of being the eldest brother's child. Knowing that he has such an unreliable father and falling behind at the starting line even before he was born, he started practicing hard since he was born!
Not to mention the fact that Lord Jiang Long is happy to be both a father and a mother, how does it feel to have double happiness?
No matter what Lord Fuhu plans, if he keeps his nephew by his side to train him in the future, he must not let him get infected with the bad habits of Lord Jianglong.
Let’s just talk about the reactions of the cultivators present when they saw True Lord Jiang Long being hit!
The most excited among them are those monks who knew the dangers of this trip, made preparations before leaving, begged their grandfather and grandma, spent a lot of money, worked hard, and spread their branches.
Especially represented by King Monkey:
"God, if I had known that such a good thing would happen, why would I have to spend so many spiritual stones to find and attract the Goddess of Heaven to extract my semen and encourage me, and why would I have to raise such a group of wives and concubines? As long as I drink a few sips of river water, I can give birth to my own pure blood of the Wang family, and it doesn’t cost me a spiritual stone!”
After all, such thoughts are still in the minority.
All the True Lords still know, let alone what will be born after drinking the river water.
Just saying that when you give birth to a child, part of their blood and energy will be drained, which will severely damage their vitality and make it difficult to fight in a short period of time.
In such a dangerous and secret realm of the abyss, where they have to fight with others at any time, who has the time to give birth to a child?
“This seems to be formed by the water of the Jiuyou Blood River and the ancient Zimu River merging together. It should be called the Zimu Blood River!”
“The water of the Zimu River is the only Only by drinking it can you give birth to children, but after merging with the blood river, it becomes more predatory. Even if you don't drink it, as long as you are contaminated with the river water, you will have children immediately!"
"But everyone! Don’t worry, there will be no problems with the children brought out by this river. After birth, their skin color will be redder than ordinary people, but there will be no other problems!”
As soon as these words came out, some people were worried, for fear that they would follow suit! Like Long Zhenjun, he got pregnant unexpectedly.
Some people are happy because they are those monsters and mythical beasts that have difficulty in reproducing. For example, the Fire Phoenix Princess is eager to give it a try. She would rather take the risk of not being able to fight later and drink more sips of river water. Well, because she has the blood of the Fire Phoenix, Drinking a sip of mother-child blood from the river might not be enough for her to give birth. At least she had to drink a full belly to ensure that her belly would be big.
When Su Qing saw Liu Yuner behind him, Ling Ying and the other girls also had some intentions, and quickly told them not to act rashly!
Can this child born after drinking blood river water be considered his?
It seems to have nothing to do with him at all!
The key is that he wants a child. When his life is stable in the future, wouldn't he tell more stories? There is no need to borrow the power of the river, acting as if he can't do it!
After stopping the four girls who were about to move, Su Qing did not stop the Fire Phoenix Princess, Blue Lion King, Five-Colored Deer King and others from drinking the blood river water.
As for other True Lords who do not want to be contaminated by the river water, they have ways to deal with it.
Spiritual shields, soaring clouds and mist, white lotus terraces... all kinds of Taoist magic weapons are used, as long as the blood river water cannot touch the body.
And he, Su Qing, released the Nine Sons Dragon Boat. The Nine Sons Dragon Boat has been nourished by humane luck over the years, and has long been majestic and upright.
As soon as it was released, it showed its majesty in the river of blood that filled the entire secret realm of the abyss.
The powerful cannons of Yaizhen fired continuously, the treasure boat of Pixiu dropped real gold and silver, and the auspicious trumpet also blew the sound of conch shells to give all the monks present a halo.
The Nine Sons Dragon Boat is targeting the blood mosquito monsters lurking in the blood river below.
These blood mosquitoes are each about the size of a third-level fire phoenix princess in her teenage years. Their pointed and thin mouthparts allow them to break through the body-protecting aura and self-defense aura of the fourth-level Nascent Soul. They are as thin as The transparent mosquito wings give them the speed to appear and disappear. The most troublesome thing is that they seem to have the ability to reproduce rapidly in this river of blood.
At first, there might only be two or three blood mosquitoes in this river of blood, so that everyone was still thinking about whether to drink this river of blood, and no one noticed them.
But just as everyone was watching True Lord Jiang Long giving birth, blood mosquitoes came from all directions, flapping their wings and buzzing annoyingly, making the monks feel like they were facing a formidable enemy. .
"There are too many mosquitoes and we can't kill them all. Is there any fellow Taoist who has a trump card that is used to fight mosquitoes? Please don't hide it and use it quickly!" (End of Chapter)
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