MTL - Gou Cultivates Immortals In the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts-Chapter 412 Blood Fiend (please subscribe)

  Chapter 412 Blood Demon (for subscription)

"what happened?"

  Fang Xi had just fled a hundred miles away when suddenly she raised her eyebrows and looked in a certain direction behind her.

  After he broke through the demon tribulation, his spiritual consciousness had a surge.

  Now not only can everything within a hundred miles be vividly seen, but even the situation within a hundred or two hundred miles can be roughly sensed.

  At this moment, he felt a terrifying aura wave coming from a certain direction.

   "A battle between Nascent Soul and old monsters?"

   "It's not just a fight, it's so violent, it's hundreds of miles away... It's just desperate!"

   "Shouldn't you be here to look for me? I can't afford to provoke you... slip away."

  With this in mind, Fang Xi immediately removed the disguise of 'Master Qingyang', restored the appearance of 'Yun Jiezi', and her escape speed skyrocketed, fleeing the scene at the Nascent Soul level.

  …

   Lingfeng Zhenjun Dongfu.

  A deep pit appeared on the ground, so dark it seemed to be bottomless.

  In mid-air, the blue wind blades were densely packed, forming the shape of a falcon, with complex lines flickering on the wings.

  From Ling Falcon's belly, came an extremely venomous voice: "Seven kills old devil..."

   "Friend Lingfeng...why aren't you on the road yet?"

The Demon Lord of the Seven Kills wore a dark golden black robe with nine golden dragons swimming on it. He was dressed like an emperor in a secular dynasty. His face was also simple and square. Only one pair of eyes emitted a magical light, giving people a sense of evil. .

  He is a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and his mana is extremely powerful. At this time, when he threw his hand, a yellow bead flew into the air, and a series of ant-sized talismans emerged in it, faintly forming a certain talisman, emitting a dim yellow light.

   Hum!

  As soon as the bead came out, there was a sudden silence between heaven and earth, and it seemed that even the breeze disappeared completely.

   "Fixed Wind Orb?!"

  Zhenjun Lingfeng let out a scream, and the falcon composed of huge wind blades was illuminated by the yellow light, and the wind blades were constantly disappearing...

   Right at this moment, a **** light appeared!

From a distance, the blood light looks like a huge crescent moon, passing across the falcon with lightning speed, and the dark red blood energy on it seems to have a strong filthy energy, splitting the falcon in two in an instant .

  In the flickering light, an old man with a blood-red long knife emerged, looking at Zhenjun Lingfeng and sneering: "Lingfeng... old friend is here to send you on your way!"

   "Crimson Blood Boss!"

  The falcon dissipated, and a huge wound appeared on the chest of True Monarch Lingfeng, and blood continued to ooze out.

  He said with a pale face: "Is there another one? Come out too..."

  A khaki-colored light emerged, and one of them was an unremarkable Nascent Soul monster, holding a khaki-colored bowl in his hand, forming a faint encirclement with the other two.

   "Okay, good, good... Seven kill old devil, red blood old monster, ancient monster... Green Leaf Chamber of Commerce, Red Blood Cult, Seven Evil Hall!"

   True Monarch Lingfeng stared at the Seven Killing Demon Monarch: "Your Excellency has such a powerful technique of possession, even the old man has never seen the clue."

   "Thank you, Zhenjun, for your praise... I just planted a demon seed in the hearts of the noble disciples with the technique of splitting demon thoughts..."

The Demon King of Seven Kills smiled and said: "When this person's demon seed has not yet exploded, he will indeed regard himself as a disciple of Hunyuanzong. Only when he comes into contact with the breath of a fellow Taoist, will the demon seed fully attack and take over everything from this person." , that’s not the case... how do we find fellow daoists?”

  This kind of differentiation of the demon species is equivalent to a special kind of soul thought, not a split soul.

  Therefore, even if the secret method is used to self-explode, the Seven Killers will not regret it.

   "That's all..."

  Zhenjun Lingfeng's eyes flickered: "I would like to swear the oath of the Dao, and give up the Yuan Kingdom to fellow Taoists..."

   "This proposal is really good. If it were before the war, I might be a little bit excited... Unfortunately, Fellow Daoist Red Blood disagrees with such a proposal, and insists on putting Fellow Daoist to death."

  The Demon King of Seven Killers sneered a few times, his eyes glowed with magic light, and suddenly he clasped his hands together, and quickly uttered a few spells from his mouth.

  A layer of blood cloud instantly swelled, enveloping the surrounding area for several miles.

   Zhenjun Lingfeng's face was as gloomy as water, and he suddenly opened his mouth, and a blue feather fan appeared in his hand, which was his natal spiritual treasure.

  He used a secret technique to suppress the injury, barely gathered mana, poured it into the spiritual fan, and slammed it towards the blood cloud.

  The cyan aura suddenly flourished!

  A cyan beam of light emerged, submerged in the blood cloud, but disappeared quickly.

   Seeing this, Master Lingfeng couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

  At this moment, two beams of brilliance, one from the left and the other from the right, rushed over in an instant. They were the red-blooded old monster and the ancient monster, fighting with True Monarch Lingfeng in the cloud of blood.

  Boom!

   No matter how earth-shaking the internal fighting methods are, this layer of blood cloud is extremely tenacious, and it can roll a few times at most without being broken through.

finally…

boom!

  The Seven Killers showed an expression of great interest, and with a loud bang, the blood cloud was broken by a cyan beam of light, and countless cyan illusory feathers fell all over the sky.

   The light shines!

  A cyan Nascent Soul, whose appearance is exactly the same as Lingfeng Zhenjun, holding a shrunken cyan feather fan, which is fleeting.

   When it reappeared, it was hundreds of feet away.

   It is the Nascent Soul of True Monarch Lingfeng!

   This person seems to have exploded his body, and finally escaped the siege of the two comrades. At this time, without hesitation, he must use the teleportation technique one after another to escape the danger!

  With its speed, it doesn't take long to teleport tens of miles away, completely leaving the battlefield.

   "Fellow Daoist is decisive, Qisha admires him!"

  Seeing this, the Demon Lord Seven Kills sighed quietly, showing no sign of nervousness.

  Zhenjun Lingfeng didn't listen at all, and after a few teleports, he came several miles away.

   Just when he was about to use his secret technique at the expense of his origin and quickly escape from the battlefield, he suddenly froze, and a look of incomparable panic appeared on his small face.

   Hum!

   At the position above his head, a small blood-colored palace has appeared at some time, with circles of blood light shining out, covering the little Nascent Soul in it.

  Breaks of crimson light pierced down like flying needles, piercing into the Nascent Soul, causing Lingfeng Zhenjun's mana to collapse, and he could no longer blew himself up.

   Gradually...his expression also became confused.

"receive!"

  Seeing this, the Demon Lord Seven Killed showed a tinge of satisfaction on his face, and entered the small **** palace one after another with spells.

  Chichi!

  The long **** needles pierced Nascent Soul's body, making Lingfeng Zhenjun completely faint.

   Seeing this, the Demon King of Seven Kills took out a pitch black jade bottle, uncorked the bottle, and recited a few more spells.

  A suction emerged from this jade bottle, and it swallowed Zhenjun Lingfeng's Nascent Soul into it.

Snapped!

  Seven Kills Demon Lord covered the bottle slowly and quickly with his palm, and pasted another talisman on it.

  Accompanied by a circle of runes flickering, the mouth of the bottle was completely sealed, and a smile appeared.

"did not expect…"

The red-blooded old monster held a long knife and looked at the blood-colored palace in the hands of the Seven Killing Devil Lord, with a look of incomparable fear on his face: "For the sake of this True Spiritual Wind Lord, the devil even even connected the inheritance of the Spiritual Treasure of the Palace of Seven Shalls—'Blood Palace' The Shadian' was also brought out. This spirit treasure has been cultivated by the elders of the Qisha Temple for several generations. It has infinite power and void attributes. Killing the Nascent Soul will make Lingfeng's body and spirit disappear?"

   "Fellow Daoist Red Blood, don't worry, the reason why I keep this Nascent Soul is that I just want to take it back to study and try to search for the soul."

  Seven Killers smiled.

   "I'm waiting to hold Yuanshouying. The Yuanshen baby is extremely strong, and it is extremely difficult to be searched for the soul... Daoist friends can do it. The magic power is really incredible."

  A khaki-yellow light flashed, and the ancient monster also appeared with a bowl in his hand, sighing with emotion.

   "There are naturally many mysteries in the magic power of this hall. If the ancient Taoists are willing to join this hall, I can teach you everything! I don't know how to be friendly..."

  The Demon King of Seven Kills looked at the old monster and extended an invitation.

   "Thank you for the kindness of the palace master, but I have an agreement with the first generation leader of the Green Leaf Chamber of Commerce, and I don't want to break my promise and get fat..."

The old monster sighed: "Besides... the old man has practiced the 'Dry Soil Jue' for many years, and he has long felt that his potential has been exhausted and it is difficult to improve. Even if he learns more magic skills and secret techniques, he cannot break through the bottleneck and be promoted to the middle stage of Nascent Soul and prolong his life. …When the deadline comes, isn’t it just a handful of loess?”

  For Nascent Soul monks, it is actually more difficult to extend their lifespan.

  Many low-level life-prolonging pills and secret techniques have no effect on them.

  The red-blooded monster heard this, but he smiled and didn't say anything.

  He was promoted to Yuanying not long ago, and he has no worries about longevity.

   "Since you don't want to, then forget it... but the two of you, would you like to make another move with me?"

  Seven Kills Demon Lord suddenly invited.

   "Shoot, who to deal with?"

  The red-blooded old monster rolled his eyes, but the old monster was reluctant, but dared not refuse.

"It's the 'Master Qingyang' who just traded with me. Although his disguise is very good, he can't hide the smell of 'resentful souls' on his body. If it wasn't for something important at that time, I really want to keep that person directly."

  Seven Killers said lightly.

   "That person is also a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

  The old monster was taken aback.

   "It's just the early stage of Nascent Soul..."

  The Seven Killing Demon Lord replied calmly: "With the 'Blood Evil Palace' here, you don't have to worry about this person's Nascent Soul getting out of the body and running away, and going back to trouble you..."

  ‘I heard that when the Seven Killers Demon King was young, his Taoist partner was exorcised by an orthodox monk and defended the Tao. He has been moody since then, and especially hates those who kill the disciples of the Demon Sect at will. It seems to be true...’

  The old monster thought to himself, but he still didn't want to take this matter.

  At this moment, the Demon King of the Seven Kills suddenly changed his face, and said with a smile: "I have released a video of the 'footless bird' responsible for monitoring this person, and you can see it!"

  He slapped the spirit beast bag, and a white bone bird flew out.

  This bone bird is white and has no feet, and you can see the green will-o'-the-wisp burning inside.

   "It is said that this kind of magical beast is not born, but needs to be sacrificed the day after tomorrow. The footless birds are born as a pair, and they can communicate with each other..."

  The red-blooded old monster looked at this footless bird with envy on his face.

   "Zhi!"

  The footless bird opened its white bone beak and spewed out a ghostly fire image. It was the scene where Fang Xi abandoned the disguise of 'Master Qingyang' and turned into a 'Yunjiezi' and fled away!

   "Yun Jiezi! It's this person?!"

  The old monster was the first to exclaim.

  (end of this chapter)