Blood sacrifice to millions of zombies, I will be a demon cultivator in the apocalypse

Chapter 223: One thought causes all things to change, and the spiritual storm turns into ruins
The surface of the original blood river began to sparkle with crystal light.

And in the boiling blood river, patches of bright luster kept flashing.

That gorgeous bright red luster is actually a pure blood essence stone condensed from the essence of the blood river. It is constantly bumping up and down, disappearing and appearing as the river surges.

Roar!
At this time, five bloody rainbows rushed forward, and their bodies were as huge as the blood puppets of demons and ghosts. Suddenly, they seemed to be controlled or infected by some mysterious power, more like they were contaminated by corrosive power, like being struck by lightning. Sudden stiffness.

The figure that rushed forward suddenly stopped in mid-air.

In the depths of his unconscious eyes, strange blood began to appear, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"what……"

"how is this possible?!"

The blood demon armor on Lord Blood Mist flashed red, as if stimulated by some mysterious force, flickering and appearing.

At the same time, his expression changed drastically, and he actually felt the trembling and fear of the rampant Blood Demon Armor, as if a mouse had encountered a cat, encountering a deadly and terrifying natural enemy.

Lord Blood Mist had no idea what was going on. He had never felt the fear of the Blood Demon Armor before.

This kind of ancient armor, a strange thing, actually has a source of fear?
What exactly is that?
For a moment, he didn't know what happened, but he saw a strange man covered in blood-colored robes suddenly appeared in his sight, driving the blood-colored river across the sky and earth, and landed in this world.

"fall!"

When Taoist Styx saw the five blood puppets rushing up to the door, he stretched out his right hand, uttered a word in a cold mouth, and pointed towards the void.

Suddenly, the blood river across the top seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, and it fell directly from the air.

In an instant, the raging blood-colored river set off a hundred-meter-high wave, pouring directly from mid-air, like a flood bursting its banks, directly submerging the entire space.

What is strange is that the released blood did not expand outwards, but was restrained and affected by some special force, like a huge bloody dragon, drowning the five blood puppets.

It has not spread outwards.

Waves of painful roars came from the boiling blood. The five blood puppets were refined with the bodies of the Zifu monks, and their own strength was naturally not weak.

But facing the river of blood that was like mucus, covering their feet, they were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. Even though they were controlled by the Blood Demon Armor, they instinctively refused to sit still and wait for death. They burst out with a strong aura and wanted to Break free from it.

But if he was allowed to struggle, even if a piece of the river of blood was shattered, the rest of the river of blood would still continue to spread along his body.

In an instant, the entire bodies of the five blood puppets were wrapped up.

The aura that was originally surging wildly gradually fell into silence, and finally disappeared completely.

Even the five-headed blood puppet's body seemed to be dissolved in the blood river, gradually turning invisible and blending into the blood river.

"How is that possible?! Damn it!"

Lord Blood Mist immediately noticed the death of the blood puppet, and the expression on his face suddenly changed.

He glanced at Chen Long fearfully, and as soon as his figure moved, he was about to fly away into the distance, preparing to escape from here.

As Lao Yinbi, who has been in charge of Blood Mist Abyss City for hundreds of years, the reason why Lord Blood Mist is able to prosper is because he knows how to break things off.

He himself has already felt the existence of fatal danger. With his fierce personality, there is absolutely no way he can wait for death.

Escape from this place first and make plans later.

"Did I...let you leave?"

At this moment, Zheng Yi, who was watching the battle from a distance, slowly turned his head.

I don't know when, his eyes turned silvery white, looking cold and ruthless, like the supreme way of heaven.

Abandoning human thoughts and emotions, he became a supremely forgetful person.

Two rays of silver light burst out from the depths of his pupils and instantly turned into countless silver-white arcs of light, covering the entire sky and spreading deeper into the small space.

In a blink of an eye, it shot straight towards the Blood Mist Lord in mid-air.

In an instant, the world froze.

An invisible silver barrier suddenly appeared, causing Lord Blood Mist to hit it headlong. With his powerful body and magic power, he was unable to break the strange barrier, and instead his own body was bounced back.

"Oops!"

Lord Blood Mist's eyes flashed, secretly thinking something was wrong.

Being treated as a turtle in a urn.

At this time, Zheng Yi's voice spread across space and reached the ears of Lord Blood Mist.

"Leave if you want?! I'm afraid it's too late..."

Lord Blood Mist naturally knew what kind of situation he was facing, and when he clearly sensed what the invisible barrier in front of him was, his face instantly became extremely ugly.

He almost gritted his teeth and spoke word by word with a look of horror on his face.

"This is?"

"The power of the soul..."

"Fellow Taoist Styx, how about this great gift?!"

On the other side, Zheng Yi asked Taoist Styx, who was standing in the void next to him.

Having just swallowed five blood puppets in succession, the originally dim blood river emitted bright blood light from the bottom of the water. In the flickering light, a trace of ancient aura gradually condensed.

It can be clearly seen that at the bottom of the Blood River, crystal blood essence stones like pebbles have condensed.

Moreover, the river surface surged by [-]%, and the depth also doubled, making the entire Blood River wider and larger.

……

At the same time, in the Asura City in the doomsday world.

The lake submerged in blood suddenly seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand, and the surrounding ground continued to collapse and topple.

The blood followed the collapsed area and expanded to a larger area. In an instant, the entire blood lake expanded by one-third.

In the original sect headquarters of Jinque Sect, the Five Elements Golden Mountain, the blood river trembled, and the blood energy flowed backwards. The blood energy suddenly surged out and turned into a thick fog, spreading upwards.

The surging blood energy rose into the air and turned into a thick bloody fog that covered the sky and swallowed up the entire mountain gate.

……

"Not bad!"

Facing Zheng Yi's inquiry, Taoist Styx was quite satisfied. He looked at Lord Blood Mist with a pair of blood-colored eyes, cold and ruthless.

It's like looking at a dead person, looking at a prey.

"Who is this person?!"

"He wants to eat me..." An inexplicable absurd thought came to the mind of Lord Blood Mist, but looking at the pair of eyes filled with strange blood light opposite him, the unknown feeling surged in his heart more and more. stir.

"River of Blood Hengkong, you...are Zheng Yi from the Daluo Alliance?!"

Finally, a familiar feeling came to mind, and countless pieces of information in Lord Blood Mist's mind blended together, finally integrating into a rough outline.

An idea flashed in his mind, and the image of the person in front of him merged with the information he had received before.

He finally knew who the strange monk in front of him was?

"It's over now, it doesn't matter who I am anymore."

Zheng Yi raised his head, glanced at the other party, and said unhurriedly: "The battle between the great avenues will continue until the death."

"This is cruel, but it is also the right thing to do."

Zheng Yi was not going to talk nonsense with the old yin of Xuewu. He saw the intention of Lord Xuewu. This old guy would not give up resistance until the last moment.

Until now, I am still harboring bad moves in my head.

Zheng Yi usually treats this kind of old scoundrel with a punch, and must eradicate the root.

Otherwise, you will fail to defeat the tiger, and you will be injured by the tiger instead.

boom!
As Zheng Yi finished speaking, in an instant, Taoist Styx turned into a curled river of blood, flying and surging in the air. The entire sky seemed to have opened a bloody mouth, swallowing it towards the Lord Blood Mist. .

He will kill Lord Blood Mist today, so naturally he cannot let him go.

Besides, this involves the inherited treasure of the ancestor of Shen Nian. If the Lord of Blood Mist escapes, once the news comes out, the first one to come to the door will be none other than that person.

Taiyin Xuantian Sect, Jindan Zhenren Xuanchun Cave Master Yin Shili!
As a powerful existence that could compete with Taiyin Xuantian Sect for a while, Taiyin Xuantian Sect would definitely not allow the inheritance of Shen Nian Ancestor to wander outside.

For a scheming guy like Lord Blood Mist, it is better not to talk to him less. Who knows what back-up plan is waiting for him?

The simplest way is to solve this trouble directly.

Not only did he fulfill his promise to Wei Xu and take revenge, but most importantly.

The place inherited by the ancestors of Shen Nian can only fall into the hands of one person.

That person can only be him.

Lord Blood Mist did not expect that Zheng Yi would do it as soon as he said it, without giving him a chance to talk. His heart became even more gloomy, and Zheng Yi had already decided to kill him, without any room for change.

However, after all, he is a late-stage great monk from the Zi Mansion who has been famous for hundreds of years. He is very powerful. Even with the strength of Taoist Styx, he can only fight evenly with him.

You know, Taoist Styx just swallowed all the blood of five blood puppets in succession, and his strength skyrocketed. This was the period when his momentum was at its peak.

But it’s also a trick.

Who is called the blood puppet, a demon spirit, who met his ancestor who was the incarnation of the blood river.

It's basically like a meat bun beating a dog, there is no return.

But Lord Blood Mist is different. Even if he leaves the five blood puppets, he is still the top master in the late Zifu period. Even Bao Xuzi, the Supreme Elder of Jinque Sect, may not be as tough as him.

At this time, they were fighting each other for their lives. Even if Zheng Yi was watching eagerly from the side, Taoist Styx could not defeat him for a while.

After devouring all the blood of the five blood puppets, Taoist Styx's strength is steadily increasing. Relying on the intensity of the battle and constantly stimulating the digestion of his heritage, his strength is still increasing.

Rumble!
In mid-air, Taoist Styx and Lord Blood Mist collided with each other.

The blood mist that filled the sky swept through the fierce wind and turned into a terrifying bloody hurricane. The shaking wave was like a wind dragon raging in the air.

The surging blood river exuded a grand and ancient aura, and a mysterious outline formed from the surface of the blood river, winding and twisting, like an ancient dragon that gradually became ferocious and undulating, with dense scales on the surface of its body, and a roar that devoured all things.

The two behemoths were constantly colliding in the space, and the oscillating storm oscillated outward like a tide, setting off circles of terrifying ripples. The surrounding space was enveloped in radiation, and many wrinkles appeared.

This is the peak existence of the Zifu monks. If they were to face the ordinary Zifu, they would be crushed, but now they are really anxious about each other and fighting together to the death.

Abandoning all kinds of mysterious fighting techniques, he started a naked competition of will and realm.

This cannot be true at all. Anyone who is about to make a mistake will be severely damaged, or even directly collapse.

The power of that most primitive collision is extremely astonishing. The terrifying impact stirs up the space, and the surging storm is like the roar of a giant beast, echoing between heaven and earth.

"It seems that even if he swallows the five blood puppets, Taoist Styx cannot imitate the transformation and evolution of my own soul villain!"

"What restrains him is also related to his own high status..."

Seeing the two tigers fighting each other, Zheng Yi's eyes flickered.

In his soul space, the little soul man sitting cross-legged and shrouded by the endless soul power has dazzling eyes, like two divine lights that see through the nine heavens, and he can clearly perceive the changes in the body of Taoist Styx.

As the original deity, Taoist Styx is defenseless against the changes in his external incarnation.

Otherwise, even if he transforms into a soul villain, he will not be able to sense the flow of the surging blood river.

Zheng Yi has been watching the changes in Taoist Styx. When he felt that the energy of the five blood puppets that had just been swallowed into the blood river was almost digested, suddenly, he turned his right hand, and the invisible power of the soul burst out through his fingers in the distance. go out.

Zheng Yi's spiritual cultivation at this moment has already exceeded his own mana and Taoism, which is a real change in the pill formation period.

Following his movements, the little soul figure in his mind also reached out.

In an instant, a strong mental storm was triggered.

One thought shakes the world, and one thought causes all things to coexist.

Although the spirit villain in Zheng Yi's sea of ​​consciousness is as congenitally defective as a matchstick, thanks to the influence of the Super Brain Lord of the Incense Realm, and with the help of the Lost Soul Mirror, he has now practiced the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Divine Thoughts and Heavenly Strike technique. , it can be said that his application of spiritual practice has even surpassed that of ordinary monks who have just entered the alchemy stage.

At this time, as soon as you let go and do something, you will immediately be in a silent place, thundering and shaking the heaven and earth.

The spiritual storm condensed and formed as it circulated, like an invisible sword energy, cutting through the space, leaving a deep crack.

How fast is a thought?
That is a distance beyond the existence of consciousness.

As soon as you think about it, it will arrive.

The sound was drowned in the raging storm, and suddenly appeared in front of the head of Lord Blood Mist.

He finally felt the danger approaching, his pupils suddenly tightened, and there was even a trace of panic. He couldn't avoid it, he couldn't avoid it at all.

This is beyond the induction of Zifu's physical body and the speed of mana movement, entering another level.

Even with his powerful Taoist skills, he could not avoid this invisible mental sword energy.

Bang!
Blood suddenly appeared, and the generation of heroes who had dominated the Blood Mist Abyss City for hundreds of years finally came to an end.

His eyes and pupils shrank crazily, and at the moment of death, a swarm of spiritual storms merged into his mind, completely shattering his remaining soul and will into pieces.

(End of this chapter)