The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 62: Prisoner
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Peak Golden Immortal? Yin Xuege's head was dizzy for a while, and he didn't want to think about these existences that he couldn't understand for the time being.
But, gods?
"God, what is that?" Yin Xuege thought of those strong human beings who claimed to be descendants of gods in the city-state of Greater Berlin. For example, Fa Yinlan, doesn't she claim to be a descendant of Vulcan, who possesses the mysterious power to control flames?
Including Allen, these human beings who can freely control the power of natural elements have mastered high-level power in various city-states. They occupy high positions, control huge power, and are in charge of the distribution of all resources. Ordinary humans are to them what blood slaves and blood slaves are to the blood demon clan.
The reply from Little Nether Realm is very clear, but also very simple.
The so-called gods are the oldest and most primitive life forms that appeared in the world when the world was opened up. They are born with great power, they are born adhering to the laws of heaven and earth, and their every move can attract the followers of heaven and earth. These living beings live together, they reproduce, and the offspring they give birth to are also gods.
Five gods have been suppressed in the ghost prison, and they all have the strength of the peak golden immortal.
With so many years of repression, their strength has been reduced to the limit. Especially because of the end of the Dharma era, the five gods were like ghost prisons, and they themselves were also greatly damaged. But the gods are gods after all, their bodies form their own world, and the damage they suffer is much less than that of the ghost prison.
So the ghost prison has fallen into the desperate situation of the five declines of heaven and man. Unless Yin Xuege sacrifices to purify the ghost prison, it won't take long for the ghost prison to collapse.
As for the five suppressed gods, although they are also extremely weak, as long as the ghost prison disintegrates, they can get out immediately. With their talents and abilities, once they return to the outside world where the aura of heaven and earth is abundant, and lose the suppression of the ghost power, it won't take long for them to recover all their strength. And at that time, it will be the end of the Little Nether Realm.
"Sacrifice to the ghost prison, or be destroyed by me!"
The threat of the Little Nether Realm is very direct, eighteen spherical lightnings the size of a water tank are suspended above Yin Xuege's head. The terrifying coercion fell on his head, forcing Yin Xuege to stand up straight with great difficulty. According to the information fed back from the Little Nether Realm, any one of these eighteen spherical lightnings can easily kill an immortal!
Yin Xuege hasn't even reached the level of the blood demon prince now, and the Little Nether Realm uses the method of killing heavenly immortals to deal with him. These lightning **** are enough to completely wipe out the Mangshan Ghost Mansion outside, and kill all the disciples of Xiegu Dao.
"I, can become the master of the ghost prison!" Yin Xuege frowned, his face becoming extremely ugly: "But you have to guarantee that I will not be in danger of falling because of this matter. If this threatens My life, I would rather die with you."
"There won't be any danger, but you need to use your own vitality to maintain the current state of the ghost prison, and gradually warm up and repair him." The reply from the little nether world is very simple: "The ghost prison only needs one master, he The current state will not continue to deteriorate, and the five gods in the ghost prison will never have a chance to escape."
"Okay, I can become the master of the ghost prison." Yin Xuege sighed: "But you have to give me enough compensation. I think, no matter how much you promise me, I will become the one who is in the state of five decays of heaven and man." Master of the ghost prison, I will still be affected by some bad influence, right?"
After a while of silence, the Little Nether Realm made its promise.
Negative effects are definitely there. But Little Nether Realm swore that he would try his best to compensate Yin Xuege and try his best to reduce this bad influence to the limit. At the same time, the Little Nether Realm ordered Yin Xuege to swear that he would never reach any tacit understanding with those five gods. When Yin Xuege has enough strength, he must destroy these five gods and never allow them to be released. Get out of hell.
"I have no choice, so I can swear with my soul that I will definitely destroy them." Yin Xuege muttered helplessly. Facing the eighteen ball lightning above his head that could easily kill him millions of times, what else could Yin Xuege say?
He strode into the first floor of the Nether Eighteen Forbidden City Tower, cut his own wrist veins with the Blood Spirit Sword, and dripped his blood into the eighteen twisted and hideous faces on the tombstone. In the sacrificial rune. As a little bit of blood continued to drip in, the huge eighteen-storied tower of the ghost prison began to tremble slightly, and the runes on the tombstone began to emit a faint light of blood. Long sigh.
It was a feeling of relief from a person who was facing a desperate situation and suddenly found a glimmer of life. Yin Xuege felt countless cold, fierce, violent, and ruthless eyes staring at his body. But as his blood continued to drip into the tombstone, these gazes gradually became docile and obedient, just like a group of faithful old hounds meeting their masters.
The sound of 'clicking' was endless, and countless hideous and ugly ghosts slowly emerged on the inner wall of the black tower.
The bodies of these ghost figures are solid and solid, and they are all black, looking like statues made of metal. Their faces are ferocious, and there are faint ghost lights of various colors in their eyes. Every ghost shadow exudes a terrifying aura that makes Yin Xuege stiff. Their number is so huge, densely packed ghost shadows cluster together, Yin Xuege It's hard to tell how many of them there are.
This time it was not the consciousness of the Little Nether Realm, but the tower spirit of the ghost prison itself, weak and dying, sent a message to Yin Xuege.
The Eighteen Forbidden Towers of the Netherworld, this is one of the natal magic weapons that the master of the Little Nether Realm, "Youming Taoist", began to sacrifice with the essence of his own life when he embarked on the path of cultivation. In the beginning, the Eighteen Forbidden Towers of Youming were just an ordinary magic weapon. Accompanied by the Taoist Youming, they traveled around the sky and killed countless enemies. In addition to the eighteen prison officials, there are also countless treasures accumulated in this tower. Jailers transformed from enemies.
The strongest of these prison guards seems to have the strength of a peak golden immortal; while the weakest ones even have ghosts in the postnatal training period. Anyway, in the ghost prison, these ghosts are immortal. As long as the ghost prison body still exists, they will never die.
After Yin Xuege sacrificed to the ghost prison, he can drive the jailers in the ghost prison to use for him. However, the power consumed by the ghost prison is extremely huge, and Yin Xuege's practice is not ghost way skills, so the power he can provide to the ghost prison is limited. Every time he can drive a jailer, it depends on Yin Xuege's own strength.
For example, Yin Xuege is now close to Jindan Dacheng's strength, he should be able to drive three Jindan-level jailers to use for him.
Unless Yin Xuege has the strength of the Taoist Youming one day, and re-refines the ghost prison to fully transform the nature of the ghost prison, Yin Xuege can completely transform the ghost prison into a ghost prison. Countless jailers were released to kill the enemy for him.
"It's a nuisance, but it's somewhat useful!" Yin Xuege nodded slowly. Now that the matter has come to an end, what else can he be picky about?
The eighteen sacrificial runes turned into blood one after another, emitting a **** light continuously. Yin Xuege's eyes turned black for a while, and his aura weakened a lot. A large part of the blood demon clan's power is stored in the blood. In order to fill up the eighteen sacrificial runes, Yin Xuege must consume at least half of the blood in his body. This is undoubtedly a huge blow to his power. weakened.
Fortunately, he still has the blood of the blood saint in his body, as well as the life essence from the old monk Muyu. Although the consumption is huge, it will be fully replenished in a short time.
When all the 18 sacrificial runes turned bloody, Yin Xuege's mind was buzzing, and countless strange ghostly ghost texts rushed into his sea of consciousness, one after another strange ghostly ghost cultivation Dharma door into his soul. This is the Da Luo Daoguo "Da Luo Floating Life Nether Dao" that the master of the Little Nether Realm "You Ming Daoist" majored in before his death.
"Daluo Daoguo?" Yin Xuege felt as if his soul had been struck by countless thunders over and over again, and his eyeballs almost jumped out of their sockets. He really wanted to yell and scold a few times, and greet Taoist You Ming in an all-encompassing manner.
Little Nether Gold's information always came so timely, he told Yin Xuege frankly that "Da Luo Fu Sheng You Ming Dao" is indeed a Da Luo Dao Fruit.
Mortal cultivation, one in a thousand people can enter the immortal way, that is to become an earth immortal.
Thousands of earth immortals have great perseverance, but only one can be a heavenly immortal.
Millions of celestial beings, comprehend the traces of heaven and earth, survive three disasters and five calamities, and three or five people can become golden immortals.
And hundreds of millions of golden immortals, condensing the laws of heaven and earth, will not be invaded by ten thousand kalpas, will not be stained by ten thousand dharmas, will cut off all shackles of cause and effect, and will achieve great liberation and great perfection.
In the upper realm, the earth immortals are ants, the heavenly immortals are like beasts, and the golden immortals can be called "immortals". Only the cultivation method that the Da Luo Jinxian condenses with the Da Luo vitality can be called the Da Luo Dao Fruit.
If an ordinary immortal, he has practiced hard for countless years, he may not have the opportunity to advance to a higher realm. But if Da Luo Daoguo is with him, even if he doesn't have the opportunity to achieve Da Luo's celestial industry, he can't escape the achievement of an immortal golden immortal.
Having spent a while with the old demons of the oriental cultivation world, such as Princess Jiuyin and King Wanxie Bone, Yin Xuege knew more or less what the so-called Daoguo was. Not to mention in the world of human cultivation, even in the upper realm where the legendary holy Buddha lives, it will cause countless **** storms. Even those terrifying existences who have already entered the Great Luo Jin Fairyland, they would not mind taking a piece of Da Luo Dao Fruit by themselves, so as to serve as a reference for the stones of other mountains to attack jade.
"You want to kill me?" Yin Xuege roared angrily.
Small nether realm slowly sighed: "If you die, you will just practice Da Luo Fusheng Nether Dao. Dao friends are still living things at this moment, and living things cannot practice ghost skills. Otherwise, Dao The sword in the friend's hand looks very sharp. As long as the fellow daoist stabs his neck with a heavy sword, the little nether realm can be served as the master of the daoist. Isn't it happy?"
Happy? Yin Xuege really wanted to swear. He doesn't think there is any joy in practicing ghost skills. He is absolutely unwilling to transform himself into a ghost or a skeleton, and he is even unwilling to transform himself into a zombie. Although he is the body of a blood demon, he can be considered a monster, but a monster is at least a living person, he still has a heartbeat, blood flow, and knows emotions, he is unwilling to become a ghost.
"Shut up, there is no need to discuss this matter!" Yin Xuege is absolutely unwilling to transform himself into a ghost, he absolutely cannot practice this **** Da Luo Fusheng Nether Dao! Unless he encountered some accidents, Yin Xuege felt that it was impossible for him to practice this **** technique!
"As you wish!" The Little Nether Realm doesn't force it, it's like this in the whole journey of cultivation, if you have a destiny, you will naturally come to your door, if you don't have a destiny, even the Taoist ancestor can't force it.
Countless ghost writings are rapidly circling in Yin Xuege's sea of consciousness, and gradually the ghost writings are transformed into a strange writing that Yin Xuege can't decipher at all. These black and gold characters are simple and mysterious, and every word seems to point directly to the truth of heaven, full of mysterious and mysterious atmosphere.
These strange words were slowly entangled together, and finally turned into a palm-sized grimace jade plate suspended in Yin Xuege's sea of consciousness. This dark ghost face jade plate slowly absorbs the ghostly breath of the outside world, transforming it into traces of cold air that Yin Xuege's soul can enjoy, feeding back Yin Xuege's soul, making his soul Every moment becomes stronger and more pure.
"If fellow daoist can't make a quick success with the knife, there will be fate in the future, let's find a successor for my daoist master! The Netherworld is a lineage, and I will always feel it in my heart!" Little Netherworld said slowly: "Daoist friend is the son of the blood demon. Body, long lifespan comparable to that of Sanxian, this matter is as good as it is, and there is no need to force it. Of course, if one day fellow daoists become enlightened and want to go to my Nether sect, all they need is a sword, and the little Nether realm will guide you This!"
Yin Xuege's eyeballs turned green, and he roared angrily: "How could I not figure it out and kill myself?"
Little Nether Realm slowly said in a tone that has been fully realized and used to seeing the world of mortals: "Who can say for sure? Maybe fellow daoist lost his parents? Or fellow daoist's beloved woman went to another man's bed Or is it that a fellow Taoist master is unable to retaliate after a catastrophe? Heaven is ruthless, but whoever a cultivator will not encounter a few catastrophes that are heart-wrenching? With a sword on the neck, fellow Taoists are welcome to join you at any time."
"There are four hundred and eighty-nine ghost monks outside!" Yin Xuege walked slowly towards the second floor of the ghost prison. A descendant of the pulse?"
"They? No such chance!" Little Nether Realm mysteriously said: "Fellow daoist is here, fellow daoist is able to subdue the Eighteen Forbidden Towers of the Netherworld, this is the opportunity of fellow daoist! Those young monks, they A few of them are indeed extraordinary in aptitude, but they are not extraordinary enough to inherit Da Luo Fusheng's Nether Dao. Choosing them to be the successors of the Little Nether Realm is harming them and myself."
"For something like chance, if you have it, you have it, if you don't have it, you don't have it!" The little Nether Realm said indifferently: "Fellow Daoists don't want to join my Nether Lineage, and the future successors of my Nether Lineage will definitely be in the body of Fellow Daoist. "
Yin Xuege just kept sneering. He walked up to the second floor of the ghost prison step by step, and also saw a dark tomb standing in the middle of the ghost prison.
Countless ghosts emerged from the tower, and they bowed to Yin Xuege one after another. The negative test is so scary.
In this way, Yin Xuege reached the top of the tower on the highest floor, and he finally saw the five prisoners who were imprisoned here.
The eighteenth floor of the ghost prison, here is a dark space with a radius of thousands of miles. In the middle is an extraordinarily huge tomb floating in the mist of ghosts. The eighteen prison officials of the ghost prison sit cross-legged on the top of the tomb. He was chanting ghostly nonsense, and continuously released will-o'-the-wisps to burn the five prisoners here.
Three men and two women, a total of five tall, burly, handsome and pretty prisoners were imprisoned in five nine ghost coffins. Each of the internal organs and vital organs of the body had a sharp ghost thorn deeply inserted into their bodies. blood in their bodies.
These five prisoners were all about ten meters tall, and their bodies were all hidden in the dark nine-ghost coffin, with only their heads exposed.
The huge metal coffin decorated with the heads of nine evil spirits was densely pasted with countless ghostly talismans, and there was even a heavy iron chain tied to the coffin. The exposed heads of the five prisoners were even more shocking. Black chains came out of their seven orifices. The will-o’-the-wisps spouted by the prison guards followed these chains into their heads and burned their brains. .
Sensing a living creature coming in, a beautiful goddess with blue hair and silver eyes slowly opened her eyes wide, and smiled softly at Yin Xuege: "How many years? There is finally a place in this ghost place." Living creatures come in? I am Iska, the daughter of frost, release us, and we can satisfy all your conditions! Power, wealth, beauties, countless people, whatever you want, we can give you anything.”
The voice of the Little Nether Realm resounded directly in this layer of ghost prison.
"Okay, you five **** things! This fellow Taoist is the new prison master of the Nether Eighteen Forbidden Towers. Although he did not inherit the mantle of my Nether lineage Taoist master, he is indeed the The new master of the ghost prison."
"What you expected, because of the disintegration of the laws of heaven and earth, the ghost prison disintegrated on its own, and the opportunity for you to escape has been completely eliminated."
"Your fate will be irreversible, your body will be turned into nothingness, and your soul will be imprisoned in the ghost prison forever ~IndoMTL.com~ and become the slaves of the new prison master forever."
Sneered a few times, Little Nether Realm said indifferently: "Daoist friend, this is another chance for you! Decades ago, I sensed the reappearance of the laws of heaven and earth, and the reunion of the spirit veins of heaven and earth. The prisoner has regained some strength. The fellow daoist is actually the body of a blood demon, and the fellow daoist actually stepped into this place when the Little Nether Realm was opened again, this is God's will."
"Also please fellow daoists devour their life essence and blood as much as possible, and weaken their strength as much as possible."
Little Nether Realm said calmly: "After all this is done, I will guide fellow Taoists to several wonderful places in the Little Nether Realm to collect some useful spiritual objects."
Esika's face changed suddenly, she looked at Yin Xuege with resentment: "Are you the descendant of that dead ghost? You damned cultivators, this world will be controlled by us after all, of course you will for a while You will succeed, but you who are despicable in nature will never be able to get away with it.”
A will-o'-the-wisp sprayed out from the hands of the prison guards overwhelmingly, burning Eska's pretty face instantly like a ghost.
Yin Xuege pondered for a moment, then he walked over to Eska's side, opened his mouth and bit her delicate and soft neck fiercely.