The Sacred Ding Chapter 82: Raksha Blood Slave
Chen Hai has been studying the way the Raksha tribe gathers in the blood cloud wasteland.
The low-level martial arts-level Raksha ghosts have the largest number and are the easiest to control. They seem to be directly succumbed by the devilish aura of the blood-refining superiors, but the Raksha ghosts of the military guard and military school level and above, The stronger the will to kill, the more difficult it is to directly deter him.
However, there are tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands of Raksha ghosts, led by military commanders and even Wuhou-level blood refiners. The order has been maintained in such a short period of time, and it is extremely strict. Obviously there is a strict control system, and Chen Hai can't help but control it.
Soul-serving is not a high-end spell, but as a sorcery, it is severely prohibited in Yanzhou.
Even so, the patriarchal clan used the spirit technique to control the powerful monsters or monsters captured by their strength; they can even use the soul-refining secret method to sacrifice the monsters and the spirits of the monsters to make them look like A walking dead puppet.
The secret method of Raksha blood refining, in addition to directly devouring flesh and blood essence to enhance one's own body, it also has a natural ability to make others divine and soul.
However, the Rakshasa ghost in front of us is extremely powerful, even stronger than Chen Hai himself. Chen Hai wants to forcefully make its spirit not easy, and it is also vulnerable to backlash, but at this time It is much easier to actively surrender and dedicate the soul.
As the ghosts of the Rakshasa in the blood cloud wasteland gradually evolved into a **** fight between large and small ethnic groups, Chen Hai could not integrate into these ethnic groups, but could only wander in remote places, and survival became extremely difficult, let alone Approaching the Valley of the Temples, I thought that maybe he should be in the Blood Cloud Wasteland now to recruit some Raksha brothers.
Chen Hai opened the scarlet pupils and stared at the strange ghost of the Rakshasa with a scent of gossamer, and said: "Bring your soul!"
This strange ghost of Rakshasa has been swallowed by Chen Hai's flesh and blood essence, and there is only a breath of gossamer left. At this time, the spirit will be divided. Under Chen Hai's control, its strength will be further weakened, but it wants to survive and become blood. Slaves must give up part of their souls.
The spirits offered by the ghosts of the Rakshasa, like a ray of spiritual fire, were collected by Chen Hai into the **** sky of consciousness.
After melting this ray of soul fire, the mysterious aspects of the Rakshasa demon condensed by the sea of consciousness become more solid, and the aura of the demon flame is stronger, which is more significant than the effect of practicing the true meaning of the Dao, and you can feel it directly The spirit wave of this strange ghost in front of you...
Chen Hai did not expect that the Raksha blood refining secret technique could be strengthened in this way. It seems that in the future, he will have to conquer a few more blood slaves and demon slaves. Not only will there be no need to fight alone in the future, the strength of the puppet clone can also be Get a balanced promotion.
However, Chen Hai will not be unlimited. If he has cultivated too many alien spirits, there may be backlashes.
As if in the **** sky of consciousness, the mysterious appearance of the Rakshasa gradually disappeared. Chen Hai looked at the blood scales around his body, and the color became richer and brighter, as if the blood was about to drip down, and he was determined to swallow this level of Luo. Only the flesh and blood essence of the ghost ghost, the puppet clone will have a more obvious improvement.
Chen Hai stayed in the Rift Valley for too long, carrying a frail Raksha blood slave, flew dozens of miles away, drilled into a cave and hid it, and then he was free to question its origin:
"What's your name?"
"I should have a name. It's just that everything about my previous life is broken. I can only vaguely remember that the previous life was a desolate land. The races were fighting endlessly. I died in a fierce battle. As for what my previous life was called. I can’t remember the name anymore, and here, the name is meaningless; what the demon master wants to call the blood slave is what.” The blood slave had just surrendered, and he did not dare to conceal the slightest in front of Chen Hai, but he did not know. What is his previous life called.
The Raksha blood slave in front of me is still very jerky when he speaks Raksha language. Chen Hai guessed that he hadn't communicated with the same kind after his resurrection, and finally conquered a few martial arts class Raksha ghosts. When he was a little brother, he finally fell into his hands.
However, I have talked in jerky Raksha language. Although the memory of the Raksha blood slave is fragmented, its knowledge and conversation are quite extraordinary, unlike the low-level Raksha ghosts who only know killing, plus It has already awakened to refining open fu with blood, and Chen Hai guessed that it might be the upper noble among the strange ghosts of the Rakshasa in the previous life.
Chen Hai saw that all the flesh and blood of the blood slave was almost consumed by the secret method of blood refining, and the shriveled scales were also cut out by dozens of holes in the battle just now, revealing the black bones as if withered. The root of the tree said: "You will be called Yao Laogen from now on."
"Yao Laogen?" The blood slave was not satisfied or dissatisfied with the name Yao Laogen. For it, it was just a title and a code name. Its unscrupulous blood pupil looked at Chen Hai and asked Said, "Does the devil have a name?"
"My name?" Chen Hai pondered for a moment, thinking that he would occupy Yao Xing's body and really want to gather a group of Rakshas in the blood cloud wasteland. Maybe Yao Xing could be given a name, but at this time I don’t want to tell the blood slave Yao Laogen. He waved his halberd and said, “Now you go out to hunt a few strange ghosts, restore your vitality, and bring a few younger brothers back. Don’t come over and disturb my sub-cultivation... …"
"Yes, the devil!" The blood slave Yao Laogen didn't even have the strength to stand, struggling to stagger out of the cave, not daring to question Chen Hai's orders in the slightest.
Xue Slave Yao Laogen still retains his independent consciousness, he is still rebellious, and has the possibility of backlash at any time. After Xue Slave Yao Laogen climbed out of the Rift Valley, Chen Hai chose another place to hide nearby. Only to prevent the earth from suffering, cut off the connection between the spirit and the blood cloud wasteland.
Chen Hai’s spirit thoughts returned to the underground palace of the snake cave, which was isolated by the water of the spirit spring, and with the faint light of a night pearl, he fumbled to light a turpentine torch and inserted it into the crack of the stone. Zhi Song said that the torch was already burned out.
In the fierce battle with the blood slaves that lasted for several days, Chen Hai used this most fierce and dangerous method to sharpen the ten-step water-breaking slash to a higher level, and through the 10-step water-breaking slash, against Baikui The movement and control of the essential energy in the five main qi veins of Foot Shaoyang, Hand Shaoyang, Foot Mingyang, Hand Mingyang, and Foot Jueyang has also reached the level of the smallest.
At this time, it was also the beginning of the day when the Yang Qi was beginning to emerge. Chen Hai decisively took out a few spirit pills, used the medicine to replenish the essence of the body, and stood on a cliff protruding from the water. Get up, use your hand as a halberd, cut it out in one step, and the essence of the hundred skeletons will boil, turning into a turbulent flow into the spirit vein.
One step, one step, nine steps, nine steps, and the tenth step. The real meaning of the fragmentation turned into a ray of emptiness and blended into Chen Hai’s fingertips like a sharp halberd, but Chen Hai did not cut out on the tenth. And the slash that merged this into the true meaning of fragmentation, turned it into an extremely fierce idea, and suddenly incorporated it into the chest.
The halberd of this slash is extremely sharp, as if a bolt of thunder tears apart the faintly intersecting spiritual veins in the abdominal cavity.
Chen Hai does not need to use the method of introspection, he also knows that the majestic essence of the hundred skeletons is pouring crazily from the spiritual veins to the profound orifice, and it is also not released because of his last cut, the majestic essence Shocking and surging in the Profound Aperture, but unable to vent it, at this moment, if he cannot successfully use the halberd intent to drive the majestic essence of the hundred skeletons, forming a vortex of essence, the uncontrolled essence of the hundred skeletons, He will tear his viscera beyond recognition.
The faintness of the intertwined spirit veins, the incomparable halberd intent turned into a purple electric war halberd, splitting the void and faintness, as if splitting the chaos of eternal silence, illuminating the scorpion spirit like a torrent Qi...
The essence of the Hundred Skeletons was also quickly drawn by the Purple Electric Halberd, surging and impacting towards the center where the Purple Electric Halberd was located.
Chen Hai has not formally opened up the sea of ancestral knowledge, and cannot maintain the secret image of the purple electric halberd in his mind for a long time. The appearance of the purple electric halberd can be said to be born and destroyed, but even just this moment, it is successful. The essence of the hundred skeletons pouring into the Xuan Qiao whirled like a whirlpool, without dispersing or impacting the surrounding viscera...
At this time, Chen Hai has fallen from the cliff into the water, body like a pontoon, sitting in the water with a weird posture, but not shaking in the surging water, opening his mouth and sucking into the cave like a giant whale The spirit of the spirit, issued a clear whistle.
*
Although Chen Qing did not meet Chen Hai, she has also lived in the Pharmacist Garden these few days. Hearing the sound of landslides and tsunami from the underground palace of Snake Cave, she and Su Ziling are sitting cross-legged in front of the jade bed to practice Zhenyuan .
Chen Qing was taken aback and confirmed that the howling sound came from the depths of the snake's cave underground, even though it came out through rock formations and water, it was still so clear.
She didn't know why there was such a big movement in the ground, and Su Ziling flew out through the window, and saw that many people in the Pharmacist Garden were disturbed and walked out in their clothes.
The lake in the Snake Cave Spirit Pond was surging like boiling, and the spiritual energy in the valley was pumped back by a mysterious force~IndoMTL.com~ Zizi sucked back into the Spirit Pond, seeming to be deep in the snake cave The underground palace gathered in the past.
The entrance of Snake Cave is located in Dongyuan.
Chen Qing and Su Ziling flew over, and Wu Meng and Zhou Jun stood by the shore of the Lingchi to prevent Chen Su and others from diving into the water to check.
"Master Young Master is cultivating in the underground palace at this time, and we are forbidden to disturb." Wu Meng stood motionless with the spirit pattern sword like a wooden stake. Seeing Chen Qing coming over, he also responded with these words. .
"Master Shaohou entered the snake's den for four days and nights to cultivate. If there is an accident or become a devil, how can we stand by and watch Master Hou?" Chen Su didn't care whether Chen Hai would be devil, but There is a chance that he absolutely wants to see with his own eyes how Chen Hai cultivates to make such a big movement, and then he can report the details to his young master.
"It looks like a delusion, otherwise, even if the Linghai Secret Palace is opened, it will not make such a movement!" Su Ziling said, her beautiful eyes stared at the muddy spirit with uncertainty. At the surface of the pool, she couldn't guess what happened to Chen Hai at this time. Because of this, she even had to dive under the water to take a look.
Chen Qing was surprised. She didn’t like Chen Hai, and even thought about the opportunity to drive Chen Hai away, but after all, she was the cousin of her protagonist. In the underground palace, frowned and said to Wu Meng: "Let’s go and have a look."
Zhou Jingyuan, Ge and others all rushed over, and they were also surprised. Even though they knew that Chen Hai did not follow an ordinary path in cultivation, the vision in front of them was definitely not what a normal cultivation would have.
As more and more people gathered together, the screams were endless, and the spiritual energy looked back, Wu Meng and Zhou Jun also found it difficult to stick to their opinions. In the end, Chen Qing was the master, and she, Su Ziling, Wu Meng, and Zhou Jun, Ge Tong, Chen Su and others dived into the water and entered the underground palace of the snake cave to see what happened.