Yusha

Chapter 119 Summoning the Mysterious Blood Evil Lord

In the distant and hazy universe, the vague sound of thunder was transmitted to Yan Jianwei's mind through the halo. Gradually, the sound of thunder was divided, and Yan Jianwei gradually taught Yan Jianwei to hear the brilliant sound clearly.

It was a mantra that taught him to be familiar but unfamiliar.

That was almost a blasphemous, rebellious and insulting curse to him!

In just a flash, he thoroughly understood all the cause and effect and days behind it.

The roar that came out of the clenched teeth was his resentment towards Chu Weiyang, and also his remorse for what he had done earlier.

Counting the sutras of Jianzong Jieyun's lineage, and counting the Panwangzong Moxiu who is stained with the spirit of Jianzong, he Yan Jianwei, or her old mother Danxia, ​​as a golden core monk, could have had thousands of years. Thousands of ways.

However, due to a mistake at the beginning, Xu was too stable in the Tingchang Mountain Dojo these years, so she chose to hide a copy of "Heart-eating Curse" in Yan Jianming's Qiankun pocket to plot against Chu Weiyang, but But he underestimated his courage and underestimated his actions.

Once the method was leaked, and as of today, this kind of situation has made Yan Jianwei feel sour and bitter.

However, as the sound of thunder passed from the halo of Xuanzhao to his mind, Yan Jianwei's emotions were aroused, and then he saw the snake scale lines on his face that had been reduced. There are streaks of dark red blood flowing gradually on it, and when you look carefully again, from the edge of the cheek, the snake scale pattern gradually has a tendency to spread again.

At the same time, the halo became more and more condensed, as if it came from the other world along with the continuous thunder, and it was the thick blood light that could not be dissipated.

When looking at it for a moment, the serpentine pattern looped in the halo is also merged with the blood light, becoming more and more vivid, as if in Yan Jianwei's Dao and Dharma, in his divine splendor and spiritual light, true A living being is nourishing and manifesting.

Amidst the treachery and strangeness, Yan Jianwei's originally slumped cultivation realm unexpectedly soared again at this moment.

But when looking at it, it seems that within a short period of time, Yan Jianwei has no way to spit out a second mouthful of black blood.

All of a sudden, as his body gradually became stiff, even his face became tense, making it more and more horrifying against the spread of the fine snake patterns.

It was also at this time that suddenly, a gust of dark wind blew from the distant sky, instantly dispelling the halo of the light hanging behind Yan Jianwei's head. Yan Jianwei seemed to have been seriously injured, and when he looked again, his face was bloodless. But the snake pattern on the cheek no longer showed blood, but Yan Jianwei's complexion stabilized again.

At this moment, separated by one heavy curtain after another, Yan Jianwei also heard the words that were constantly scattered in the storm along with the fierce wind.

"Old ghost! This is not the first time we have fought in the open sea! Before you and I have really done a fight, what is the reason for blocking my way! If you don't follow the rules at all, be careful and kill tomorrow Go to Daocheng!"

"Go ahead, I don't want to talk about the slightest reason today. My grandson died in the outer sea, on the edge of Dao City. The next generation of the descendant of my Yinming lineage is dead! If you can't kill him today! You, it may be worthwhile to teach you to slaughter a Dao city and bury my grandson with you."

"What... crazy! Old ghost! You are really crazy! This time the one who presides over the overall affairs of the clans is Biyun Snake Lao. If you have any blood feud, go to him, don't come to me! You are life and death Fighting skills, Yeye just watched from the sidelines, how can there be such a reason for messing around, get out!"

In the back, the sound of the rumbling storm was like thunder, and the evil spirit soaring into the sky scattered the dark wind, so Yan Jianwei could not hear the conversation that was scattered in the wind.

At the same time, without the disturbance and interruption of the dark wind, and with the uncontrollable halo in the back of Yan Jianwei's head reappearing, the Yaozu version of "Heart-eating Curse" began to erode Yan Jianwei's mind again.

But this time, Yan Jianwei's bloodshot eyes gradually revealed a surge of mad hatred.

"Old Biyun Snake!"

"Good! Very good!"

"My incarnation, I wanted to be the head teacher of Xuanzong, but now..."

No matter how beautiful and gorgeous the plan is, it is all in vain in front of such a situation, and Xuanzong's head teacher is still nothing. Danxia's old mother in Changshan Dojo will be in big trouble!
So after thinking for a while, as if thinking of something, Yan Jianwei first took a careful look at the direction where the two Jindan old monsters were fighting, and then stopped staying in place for too long, resisting the pain and looking He turned in another direction, so he took the first step to escape into the air.

Swish-!
After a long time, the sound of breaking through the air passed by, and when Yan Jianwei's figure fell from the spiritual light again, he saw the black flag that originally belonged to Zhong Chaoyuan waving in his hand.

At this moment, Yan Jianwei has already used brute force, and with the powerful magic power of a higher realm, refined the ban on the flag.

Accompanied by the swaying of the flag, the two colors of red and azure instantly dissipated in the form of water and fire, like overturned paint, which now melted into the turbulent waves of the open sea. Dyed into the color of Danqing Tai Chi.

Then, with the crash of the waves, pieces of monster beast remnants rolled from the deep sea to the surface of the sea.

At the same time, streaks of gray-black soul light, like some strange scene, reflected the dark storm all around, emerged from the deep sea along with the remnants of monsters, and then submerged into the flag bit by bit.

At this time, Yan Jianwei raised his other hand, constantly changing the seals, between the spells and the spells, one after another spells were knocked down, and between the lightning, the stone and the fire, they condensed into a series of runes in the mid-air, and then they were wrapped in spiritual light , into the black flag.

When you look carefully, the talisman formations are different, but the inner principles seem to come from the same source.

Gradually, I watched more and more, and then taught people to see the root and meaning of the Tongyou Talisman Form.

It is still a treasure weapon of Yin and Ming, but as Yan Jianwei continues to wash it with the talisman array, the aura inside is changing little by little.

If we say that earlier, when the flag was in Zhong Chaoyuan's hands, it revealed that Huangquan Tianhe was descending into the world, and that ghosts and ghosts washed away all the turbid qi, then now that the flag is in Yan Jianwei's hands, it is revealed It is a ghost purgatory built by stacked rune arrays, and it is a mountain of swords and fire that melts away all kinds of disasters and bad luck.

And with the stacked ghost purgatory built from the flags, and with the filling of the souls and spirits of monsters and beasts in the sea, at this moment, not only did they use some magic method of Tingchang Mountain, but also saw that hanging in the sky. The halo at the back of Yan Jianwei's head also shrouded the swaying flag.

For a moment, it seemed that the fine snake pattern was also reflected in the spiritual light of the soul that merged into the flag; after that, the blood light appeared from the snake pattern; finally, it turned out to be the endless The sound of thunder was mixed with the mournful roar of Yin Hun falling into the purgatory of the talisman array.

All of a sudden, it was as if thunder was brewing in the dark wind. In the intertwined wind and thunder, Yan Jianwei's mind was lifted, and the pressure suddenly subsided, and the snake lines on his cheeks no longer spread too much, and even with the change in his cultivation base, It also slowed down suddenly.

But this is just a delay after all.

While thinking about it, Yan Jianwei carefully looked at the flag in his hand.

Seeing the smell of blood dispersing all around, and the fierce murderous intent, no monster dared to swim. Yan Jianwei still had to walk around holding the flag, constantly hunting monsters, turning into ghosts with the aura of soul, Refined into the flags, and under the influence of the "Heart-eating Curse", the irritability of the monsters and real spirits gradually faded away, and gradually from the nourishment of the snake pattern and blood light, it possessed a certain kind of vitality. It is similar to the wisdom of human cultivation.

Until a certain moment, when Yan Jianwei looked into the banner again, as the blood light spread, just looking at the black banner like this, he felt that there was full of spiritual light overflowing from it. Look at the inside of the flag, absorbing the original ghosts and thunders. Between the overlapping of yin and yang, there are nine levels and eighteen floors of purgatory. , the whole number is 1.

Rao Yi Yan Jianwei's wanton slaughter, Rao Yi Zhong Chaoyuan's treasured weapon...

In a short period of time, this is already the limit of treasures and Taoism.

The next moment, thinking of something, Yan Jianwei actually had a sinister smile on his pale face.

"Old Snake, you don't teach grandma to be safe, and grandma doesn't teach you to be clean! This time, there's still a fight!"

"Heart-eating Curse—"

"On the nine stacks of mysterious steps, among the scattered banners on all sides."

"Smelt water and fire to live in Tingchang, burn gangsha and call it Danxia."

"When you go out of the southern border, you pass on Xuanyuan, and you go into the East China Sea to teach and transform the blood."

"Danqing plays a talisman, and the scales of a snake turn into evil spirits."

"Because I'm poor, I eat my heart and call for my life."

"From emptiness to purity, from far to clear."

"Tingchang Mountain Taoist Palace Royal Beast Danxia Blood Fiend Taoist Lord."

"From emptiness to purity, from far to clear."

"Tingchang Mountain Taoist Palace Royal Beast Danxia Blood Fiend Taoist Lord."

"From emptiness to purity, from far to clear."

"Tingchang Mountain Taoist Palace——The Taoist Master of the Royal Beast Danxia Blood Evil."
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At the same time, Tingchang Mountain.

A lecture is still going on for a long time.

On this day, it was still in the vacant place on the top of the mountain, and it was still the thin figure of Danxia's old mother. At this moment, the old voice was still echoing in the mountains.

Starting from that day with "Huang Tingwu Huo Sanyang Jue" and "Xuanque Zishui Qiyuan Jue", as of today, Danxia's old mother started with water and fire refining lead and mercury, and took the inner alchemy as the principle, and described all kinds of things in Tingchang Mountain. The magic method is connected.

At this moment, suddenly, Danxia's old mother's voice paused.

Immediately afterwards, in the tranquility and silence of the mountains and plains, Danxia's old mother's voice sounded again.

"This time, I will teach you the "Five Phoenixes Attracting Phoenixes from the South Ming Mantra", which is also one of our water and fire magic methods, the main purpose of which is to refine the blood of monsters and beasts..."

(End of this chapter)