Douluo: Peerless Blood Angel

Chapter 115 Holy Religion Ceremony.JPG
I went back to the small town where I first set foot in the north to find a guide. This is not a big town, and the flow of people coming and going is not too much. Even in this snowy day, I can't see a few living people.

Qian Jie and his party lived again in the shabby mansion of the old Shire's family, and he could still afford a few guest rooms.

It's not too late for the soul guide workshop to be urgent.

But Qianjie is really busy, the stick that feels unusual, the review and arrangement of the trip to the extreme north, and Tianmeng.

Yes, while still in the extreme north, it's time to deal with Tianmeng.

It really needs to be dealt with, otherwise Tianmeng will really die - he is always in a state of survival, and Douluo's seizing is not the same as the immortal's fantasy seizing in Qianjie's memory, it is more similar to It is a kind of temporary residence to forcibly control the body. If there is no follow-up method, such as XX God's Light, the person who seized the house will eventually give up the body and get out.

In the guest room, the flickering oil lamp light also flickered on Qian Jie's face, coupled with his usual smile, he looked like a villain who was planning some big conspiracy.

Coupled with the huge circular matrix drawn with blood on the ground and the various medicinal materials dotted on it, it is more like a cult ceremony scene.

In the dark night, under the flickering lights, a big villain is standing in front of a bloody formation...

This is not some evil villain preparing to summon monsters to destroy the town, nor is it some heroic spirit summoning, this is the scene of magic teaching.

Of course, it is undeniable that it is indeed very similar to a cult ceremony, the kind that the elders of the Holy Spirit Cult can't fault when they come, and even praise it greatly.

The array comes from Electrolux, the red liquid comes from the sheep that old Shire entertained the group today, and the ice silkworm comes from the leftovers from the bombing that day.

Anyway, it is impossible for Qian Jie to draw it with his own blood, he didn't bleed that much.

"What are you doing to brother?!" Tianmeng's desperate cry sounded from the center of the blood formation.

To be reasonable, at first he thought it was just Qianjie who was going crazy and wanted to play, and he made some comments along with it.

Gradually he remembered that Qianjie still had the identity of an evil soul master, but it was not a big problem. He had seen some evil soul masters during those years in Xingdou, and one of them was considered a performance artist.

This kid looks quite normal, but maybe he also has some performance art hobbies.

When the blood formation was completed, Qian Jie grabbed him and fixed him in the center of the blood formation.

"As long as you go through this ceremony, you will no longer be an ordinary ice silkworm, and you will no longer be contaminated by the hustle and bustle and beauty of the world." Qian Jie stood on the edge of the blood formation, squatting halfway, his tone was neither sad nor sad. happiness.

"Let go brother!" Tianmeng struggled more and more fiercely, he twisted his body desperately, trying to escape from the bondage.

That doesn't sound like a good word!Like wanting him to die!

He even began to try to get out of his body and escape mentally.

Then a burst of spiritual force forced him back, it was Huo Yulin.

"Yulin, Yulin, help me, think about your million-year soul ring?!"

Huo Yulin's eyes were slightly pitiful: "Be obedient, show my brother."

This is a magic teaching, not only for Electrolux to Qianjie, but also to Huo Yulin.

The next moment, centering on Qiankalpa, a soft light began to fill the entire room, like a large light bulb.

The process must be complete, this is the first step: appease the original dead soul in the ice silkworm.

In the world, everything from an ant to a giant dragon has a soul.

The soul beast of a certain god king has no soul for less than 10 years, and it has to thank us for its wisdom. I understand everything...

It's even more outrageous to have a daughter than the God King tens of thousands of years ago before he was born.

Regardless of whether Tianmeng crushed the original consciousness in the ice silkworm or drove it out of the body, that soul would still be there, with a lot of resentment.

Anyone who is robbed of their body will not be a little bit angry, okay?

That's what Electrolux said.

In short, excess.

Of course, there is no need to recite sutras for thousands of kalpas, knock around with a wooden fish, or chant about Infinite Heavenly Venerable, Taishang Laojun, and so on.

The Son of Light is born with a purifying function, and this is the first time in Qianjie that he has experienced the benefits of this unknown physique.

"It turns out that you are very kind to brother." Tianmeng in the formation was so moved that she almost burst into tears.

In fact, he feels quite comfortable now, like being in the warm sunshine, the whole silkworm is comfortable and relaxed from inside to outside...

then……

light, disappeared.

Purgatory came.

The bloody light filled the room with Tianmeng's swearing and painful cries, it was really noisy.

It's a pity that you can't gag now, otherwise the effect will be affected.

"Teacher, is this really useful?" Qian Jie asked Electrolux in the sea of ​​spirits while maintaining the posture of injecting energy into the blood formation, looking at the ice silkworm that was about to vomit its soul.

It is also the first time for him to get started, so there is a possibility of partial failure.

"Don't worry, after this ceremony, at least in the short term, he doesn't have to worry about the return of his soul to the underworld and the dispersion of his soul and flesh. Afterwards, when you have enough strength, you still need to go through a few procedures before he can truly be regarded as having no problems.

"The old man also added some things to the blood formation according to the characteristics of the ice silkworm. If he can survive it, the benefits will be great."

The voice of the presence of the old God Electrolux sounded.

This is really not a high-end operation. Magicians can do this-making puppets.

It's nothing more than stuffing a soul according to the habit of undead magic.

The soul quality of Tianmeng's million-year-old soul beast also makes this operation unnecessary to worry about the risk of soul collapse. It's just a little painful, and it's over.

Qian Jie nodded half-understood, saying it was simple, in fact, this thing is really not easy for him now - when drawing the magic circle, Electrolux manipulated his body, and Huo Yulin provided the spirit. Force added.

Otherwise, he really couldn't draw this thing.

Thinking of this, Qian Jie waved at Huo Yulin, motioning for Huo Yulin to take his place.

In the words of Electrolux, one of the disadvantages of the different worlds is that magic that can be used easily requires several times or even dozens of times the energy, and its power and effect are greatly reduced.

So Huo Yulin needed to take turns with him.

Although the feeding bottle function can be played during the use of soul power, it is better to play it less when it is not necessary. No one likes to injure himself at every turn.

This process lasted until early morning, Tianmeng finally got rid of the torture, and lay in the center of the blood formation like a dead insect.

"Can you change to a more relaxed method next time? It really hurts!" When Qian Jie grabbed him, Tianmeng let out a weak voice.

Nao Nao Nao Nao, Qian Jie had reminded him before the ceremony.

"You, a million-year soul beast, are still afraid of pain? I still feel sorry for my two drops of blood. Don't tell me you don't realize how great the benefits are."

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(End of this chapter)