The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 174: Yuanying

Patriarch Heifeng fled quickly, and the blood mist formed by his self-explosion was shattered by Master Flying Dragon, but Master Feilong was restrained by the magic restraint on that set of armor, and the ancestor of Heifeng's Yuan The baby almost flew out by rubbing Master Feilong's fingertips.

Yin Xuege waved his hand back, and a **** light rushed out, rolling the Nascent Soul of Patriarch Heifeng over.

In the sea of ​​blood in the dantian, Patriarch Heifeng's Nascent Soul was immersed in the viscous plasma, and within a short time his Nascent Soul turned into a glaring blood color. The eyes of Yuanying, the ancestor of Heifeng, also showed extreme fanaticism, almost like a beast - he was also transformed into a blood sea ghost soldier, but he still retained his own memory.

"How dare you frame me." Master Flying Dragon roared, his arms trembled, and a huge body force was released like a sky crash, but faint light shot out from the armor on his body, and there were bursts of clanging and loud noises , the armor remained motionless, still firmly imprisoning his body.

Suddenly there was a thin mist rushing out all around, and those Nascent Soul masters brought by Master Flying Dragon were devastated by the self-explosion of the black wind patriarch, they didn't notice the appearance of the mist at all. I saw that as soon as their bodies came into contact with the mist, they were immediately sent out by the little Zhou Tianxuanji mobile array that Qingqiuyan had arranged here in advance.

Seeing his subordinates being sent to nowhere by the formation restraint, Master Fei Long couldn't help screaming again and again: "How is it possible, how did your formation restraint hide from Lao Tzu's spiritual sense?"

A ball of golden light flashed high in the sky, and Da Luo Jinfeng Cicada let out a crisp cry of autumn cicadas, and wisps of golden light spread to the surroundings, covering the mountain forest firmly. Not to mention a mere cultivator in the Yuanshen realm, Master Feilong, even an ordinary celestial or even a golden celestial would not be able to see through Da Luo Jinfengchan's whereabouts under the cover of Daluo Jinfengchan.

In the mountains and forests in all directions, Nascent Soul cultivators under Master Feilong appeared one after another. But they still haven't seen the direction they are in, there are flashes of formations appearing in all directions. All kinds of prohibition formations bless these Nascent Soul monks with various negative states, weakening their strength by more than 30% out of thin air.

At the same time, two or three Nascent Soul masters that Yin Xuege had subdued these days rushed towards these Nascent Soul monks whose strength had been greatly reduced. The Nascent Soul cultivator under Yin Xuege's command has a shining jade talisman looming on his chest. This is a passable talisman made by Qing Qiuyan himself, and it is in the formation he arranged. As long as this jade talisman is hung, all negative states cannot harm the wearer.

In the blink of an eye, there was only Master Flying Dragon left alone in mid-air. The armor on his body shone with a faint brilliance, and the heavy pressure forced him to fall to the ground foot by foot. He roared again and again, but he couldn't break free from the confinement of that set of armor.

A white light shot from a distant mountain forest, this white light was a thousand meters long, like a long agile snake, it quickly wrapped dozens of times around Master Flying Dragon's body, binding him like a rice dumpling. Master Feilong felt that the meridians all over his body suddenly froze, and the true energy in his body could no longer be mobilized at all.

It is impossible to gain a foothold in the air simply by relying on physical strength. Master Flying Dragon roared in shock and anger. It fell to the ground as quickly as a stone.

Blue and red thunderclouds flickered in the void. Blood Parrot's Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Slaughter God Slaughter Immortal Blood Demon Thunder Formation quietly launched. This is a land of immortality, and the surrounding atmosphere is extremely strong. This large formation from the Netherworld quickly swallowed the surrounding atmosphere. . The huge sky ghost phantom in the void is more than twice as powerful as when he killed the Fire Bull King that day.

"You want to kill me too?" He fell headlong to the ground, Master Flying Dragon roared again and again: "I can't be killed."

Before the words were finished, Luo Luo rushed out of a thundercloud with Qing Qiuyan's natal celestial weapon, the hammer, "Master said, you are a big bastard."

With a loud 'hu' sound, the Immortal Artifact Hammer, which alone weighs more than one million catties, was driven by the strange force of Luo Luo, like a meteor falling from a high altitude, hitting the flying dragon with a dazzling flame on the face of the Master.

Qing Qiuyan was controlling a large number of formations around him and couldn't be distracted, and he didn't have enough strength to drive the hammer at the moment. But this is an immortal weapon after all, and its weight alone is enough to crush an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator to death. Driven by such a strange power of Luo Luo. The scorpion hammer dealt an extremely severe blow to Master Feilong—Master Feilong sprayed blood all over his face, and his face was completely attached to the hammer head.

With this blow, Master Flying Dragon's face was smashed as flat as a mirror, if it wasn't for his rough skin, this face could be used as a mirror.

"Little slut!" Master Feilong said with a **** **** on his flat face. He hissed and roared.

"Big bastard." Luo Luo yelled crisply, and then did something that made Yin Xuege dumbfounded and Qingqiu Yan almost didn't vomit blood - she flew up and kicked hard Under the crotch of Master Flying Dragon.

A few miles away, both Yin Xuege and Qingqiu Yan heard the loud thunderous noise from Master Feilong's crotch. The two cracking sounds of 'bang bang' could be heard clearly, Yin Xuege tightened his legs subconsciously, while Qing Qiuyan pointed at his daughter blankly, feeling dizzy for a while.

"Sure enough, it is clever and clever, and it can be made." The blood parrot hovered above the magic thunder formation, and looked at Xiaoluo's clean and neat kick, which kicked Master Flying Dragon into the air: "The bird The master didn't do anything, just told the little girl that the little girl must learn a few self-defense techniques...it seems to work well."

Master Flying Dragon's eyes turned black from the pain, even if he is a cultivator in Yuanshen Realm, even if he has practiced the Buddhist Vajra Protector supernatural power rewarded by the Gongde Academy of Xuankong Temple to the point where his body is as hard as iron. With the strange force, his lower body was still kicked into a ball of paste.

As for any male creature, his key point is nothing more than that part.

Master Flying Dragon, a mighty man in the primordial spirit realm, was kicked by Xiaoluo so hard that he almost died of pain. Two lines of blood and tears spewed out from the corner of his eyes, Master Flying Dragon was so painful that he almost burst into tears . He even felt that his bladder and intestines were twitching, as if countless small knives were messing around in his internal organs, and he was so painful that his whole body was numb.

Xiao Luo glanced at Master Flying Dragon who was kicked back into the sky by him, and wiped his nose vigorously. She remembered Yin Xuege's explanation to herself. After the blow was successful, she immediately stepped back, and directly retreated into the thundercloud and disappeared without a trace.

The magic thunder in the palm of the sky ghost in the sky has successfully condensed, and the magic thunder silently merged into Master Flying Dragon's body, quickly destroying his internal organs and meridians all over his body. Master Flying Dragon's body twitched violently, the severe pain in his head, lower body and inside made him scream, he just felt like he was in hell. This kind of torture made him wish he could die immediately.

"Who the **** are you? How did I offend you? It's not Patriarch Heifeng, he doesn't have such a big skill." Master Feilong hissed and wailed.

Standing outside the magic thunder formation, Yin Xuege quietly watched the magic thunders fall one after another, making Master Fei Long twitch. He shook his head slightly, and said indifferently: "Who are we, you don't need to know. You did not offend us, but do you need an excuse or a reason to trouble you?"

After a slight pause, Yin Xuege smiled brightly: "If you have to have an excuse, we can give you an excuse—to do justice for the heavens!"

"Master Flying Dragon. You have committed a lot of crimes. The crimes are too great to be written. Today, I will do justice for the heavens and destroy your primordial spirit. I will **** your blood, take away your inheritance, rob you of all your money, and play with your woman , This is a good thing with immeasurable merit." The blood parrot roared excitedly: "Doing justice for the heavens, the merit is immeasurable. Dog-day, it is cool to use this slogan to rob houses!"

As time passed day by day, Master Feilong's vitality obviously exceeded Yin Xuege's estimate. And the power of the large formation that Blood Parrot and Qingqiu Yan can activate now is too weak. Although it took endless scheming and a huge price to set up such a deadly situation, it still took Yin Xuege and the others half a month to exhaust all of Master Feilong's power.

The dying Master Flying Dragon was lying on the ground, and the Xianxiansuo was still tightly tied to his body. Even if he wanted to blew himself up, he couldn't do it.

Puffing for breath with difficulty, Master Flying Dragon stared blankly at the sky filled with thunderclouds. After a long, long time, he hummed weakly: "I haven't lived enough in my life. I haven't gotten tired of those girls who snatched back last month."

Standing beside Master Feilong, Yin Xuege sneered as he looked at his paper-flat face. For such a cruel person, there is no psychological pressure to do anything to him, right?

Closed in front of Master Feilong, Yin Xuege said indifferently: "Then, you'll be out of your wits. With all your cultivation, I won't be polite."

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the blood pool transformed by the Blood Sea Buddha Sutra shook slightly, and a small vortex quietly appeared in the blood pool. An article about seizing other people's souls, extracting powerful soul powers to supplement oneself, and when breaking through the Golden Core Realm to transform the souls, to maximize the benefits of one's souls as much as possible, turned into hundreds of clear blood-colored characters , condensed in the pool of blood.

This was the main reason why Yin Xuege dealt with Master Feilong. He wanted to use Master Feilong's formidable cultivation to lay a firm foundation for himself.

Looking at Master Flying Dragon with a ferocious face, Yin Xuege sighed a little unhappily: "It's really ugly, and if you put it in the Yin Clan's manor, you can only throw away the lowest blood slaves with your face. Cleaning the cesspit in the middle, your blood is not qualified to be on the dining table."

Using the unique and strict aesthetics of the blood demon clan to make complaints, Yin Xuege put his eyes in front of Master Feilong's. Streaks of blood-colored gloom swirled rapidly in his eyes, turning into two bottomless whirlpools in the blink of an eye.

The blood pool in the Sea of ​​Consciousness spun rapidly, and it also turned into a tiny whirlpool. But this strange vortex has a terrible devouring power. Master Flying Dragon's primordial spirit let out a mournful cry, and the power of his primordial spirit turned into a faint golden light visible to the naked eye, and strands of it came from Yin Xuege's eyes Flew into his sea of ​​consciousness.

This is another supernatural power given to Yin Xuege by the Blood Sea Buddha Sutra, "Soul Devouring Blood Eyes". As long as his eyes are in line with other monks, it is possible to devour the soul of the other monk. Of course, Yin Xuege's own cultivation base is low and his strength is poor, and his supernatural power is not very powerful. If he wants to deal with Master Feilong, he must be tortured to the brink of death, so that he has no power to resist before he can attack.

When he grows stronger in the future, the power of the primordial spirit will be strong enough to swallow the other party's primordial spirit directly from a distance as long as he stares into the opponent's eyes from a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles. At that time, the Soul Devouring Blood Eyes will be extremely terrifying.

The power of the primordial spirit was swallowed by the blood pool, and then the blood-colored mist quietly seeped into the natal blood lotus seeds.

The tiny figure in the natal blood lotus seed, who was born exactly like Yin Xuege, gradually became clear, and his size was also gradually getting bigger. The figure swelled up, and even the lotus seeds with blood quickly swelled away. The surrounding blood sea continuously releases faint blood energy to nourish the blood lotus seeds, making the blood lotus seeds more and more radiant.

Master Flying Dragon's Yuanshen is extremely powerful. In terms of the strength of his consciousness, the weakest monk in the Yuanshen Realm is comparable to a hundred monks in the Nascent Soul Realm, and the weakest monk in the Nascent Soul Realm. At least it is comparable to more than ten Jindan realms.

In other words, Master Feilong's spiritual power is at least a thousand times stronger than that of Yin Xuege. As Master Flying Dragon's primordial spirit power was being devoured by him, Yin Xuege only felt that his eyes and ears became clearer and clearer, and even his thinking speed became more agile, mellow and much faster.

"Evil demons, you wait, demons." Master Feilong wailed as he was dying, and this was the last thing he could do. It is definitely not something that a well-known orthodox monk can do by capturing the primordial spirit of other monks through their eyes.

Disdainfully spread the natal bat wings, and Yin Xuege, who was surrounded by blood flames, said calmly: "I am a monster. I am not a demon."

A day later. Master Feilong's huge primordial spirit was completely digested by Yin Xuege. All the memories in his primordial spirit were completely wiped out. Since then, there has been no Master Fei Long in the world, and he has never left any traces.

No, he still left behind a body, and the blood is still hot and delicious.

The sharp fangs pierced into Master Flying Dragon's neck artery with difficulty. Yin Xuege devoured Master Feilong's blood essence, and his own blood tumbling violently. The sea of ​​blood in the dantian made a crisp crackling sound, and an invisible barrier was broken away.

The blood lotus seeds of the original life emit a **** light, and a large amount of information gushes out from the blood pool transformed by the Blood Sea Buddha Sutra into the blood lotus seeds. In Yin Xuege's eyes, countless monster traces of the Dao flashed across quickly, and a mysterious, mysterious, indescribable, but full of majesty of heaven and earth, an incomparably brilliant and majestic aura of the Dao quietly flashed away from Yin Xuege's body.

Qing Qiuyan stood quietly beside Yin Xuege, when he saw Yin Xuege extracting the Primordial Spirit of Master Flying Dragon, he shook his head disapprovingly. There are countless demon skills in the fairy world that can steal other people's souls and blood essence, but these skills are the most important because of their unstable foundations. There will not be much development prospects.

Even the blood demon clan known for devouring blood essence, the truly powerful among them, they would not use the method of devouring blood essence to improve their cultivation. They **** blood more as a daily food. Rather than a panacea to enhance strength.

So Yin Xuege did this, and Qingqiu Yan, who was well-educated and well-informed at home, seemed to be inferior.

But at this moment, what flashed past Yin Xuege's body made Qingqiuyan subconsciously think of the endless immortal land in the central fairyland and the aura of the boundless starry sky, but Qingqiuyan suddenly woke up—a person who could The young man who gave Da Luo Daozang away at will, how could his own cultivation method be the kind of garbage method that simply steals human essence, blood and soul, and quickly improves his cultivation?

"In this world, is there a blood demon inheritance that my Qingqiu family doesn't know about?" Qingqiu Yan was a little dumbfounded. Half of the prime ministers of the Immortal Dynasty came from the Qingqiu family, so the Qingqiu family is very clear about the ancestors of the blood demon clan and many powerful inheritances. I have never heard of any similar skills to Yin Xuege.

"Perhaps, this is Xiao Luo's good fortune." Qingqiu Yan smiled slightly and looked at his daughter.

When the golden core is at its peak, you can kill the power of the one-yuan god, and get all his blood to help you break through. It would be fine if the young masters of the Xuezhao Immortal Dynasty arrived, but Yin Xuege was clearly just a little blood demon wandering outside, and his luck was astonishing to have such good luck.

Suddenly, a surging breath spread from Yin Xuege's body, Yin Xuege jumped up, he opened his hands, and his natal bat wings stretched to the limit on both sides. A wave of blood flames gushed out from his growing bat wings, and his natal bat wings became as crystal clear as a ruby, and gradually the wingspan reached an astonishing thirty meters!

Yin Xuege himself is only the height of an ordinary seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, but his wingspan is thirty meters away. Such a disparity in contrast filled his whole body with a strange, evil and peerless beauty.

Xiao Luo just stared blankly at the pair of natal bat wings emitting faint blood, and clapped her hands in surprise: "Such beautiful wings, Dad, can Xiao Luo grow wings too?"

Qing Qiuyan was surprised by Yin Xuege's pair of distinctive wings, when he heard what Xiaoluo said suddenly, he almost fell to the ground.

Luo is the daughter of Qing Qiuyan and a human woman, which is enough to give him a headache. If Xiaoluo returned to Qingqiu's house with a pair of natal bat wings, Qingqiuyan could imagine his end - at least ten thousand whips would never escape his family law, his **** would be whipped Become a blood gourd.

Yin Xuege opened his eyes. His eyes were red and he took a deep breath. A **** light shot out between his brows. A Nascent Soul three feet six inches tall and surrounded by **** light rushed out from the **** light. , walking around Yin Xuege freely.

Qingqiuyan's big teeth were almost scared away, and the Nascent Soul that had just condensed could actually walk away from the body!

The three-foot-six-inch Nascent Soul~IndoMTL.com~ Such a huge Nascent Soul can only be possessed by the cultivators of the Immortal Ascension Boundary, and the Nascent Soul is separated from the body, which is also the biggest characteristic of the Immortal Ascension Boundary monks! This freak, this little monster, what kind of terrifying daozang did he cultivate? This completely subverted the practice of the cultivation world.

A thunder cloud quietly condensed in the high sky, and Qingqiu Yan yelled hastily: "Fellow Daoist Blood Song, be careful of thunder calamity. Nascent Soul thunder calamity, but it's not good..."

Qingqiuyan closed his mouth before he finished speaking.

He stared blankly at the robbery cloud in the sky, why did the robbery cloud dissipate so slowly?

Yin Xuege smiled and nodded to Qingqiu Yan, his own Nascent Soul returned to his body, he stared inwardly, couldn't help being shocked by the huge changes in his body.

ps:

Well, it cannot be said that Yin Xuege's strength has improved too fast. . .

The characteristics of the blood demon clan are like this, and the Blood Sea Buddha Sutra is like this, you can become enlightened by killing ()