Chapter 897 Blood Prison

Xiao Chen stood on one side, his face calm, but his thoughts were already turning rapidly. Now that the unicorn army is coming, the Mixer City will definitely be in chaos. Then he will have the opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity to act.

But just as his thoughts were rolling, the old ancestor of Deer Leaf suddenly raised his head and slapped it down with his palm.

Xiao Chen's expression changed drastically, and his eyes showed shock and anger. Without waiting for his reaction, his body was shot several feet away and unexpectedly broke the stone wall behind him, causing a dense crack like a spider web.

Qianji Sanren, Ziyun Fairy and the Heishan Taoist looked lightly when they saw this, but they had no intention of stopping them.

"Marstone City is about to be in chaos. In order to prevent this junior from taking the opportunity to use some tricks, I injected a blood imprisonment into his body. This restriction in my body needs to be relieved every three days, otherwise the restriction will explode, and the flesh and blood of the body will turn into pus and blood and die, and both body and spirit will be destroyed, and you will never be reborn." The ancestor of Kuye spoke lightly, his eyes falling without any temperature.

Xiao Chen slowly stood up, his face looked a little gloomy. He reached out to wipe off the blood in the corner of his mouth. He lowered his head and did not speak, but there was a sharp light in his eyes. At present, he was definitely not an enemy of a cultivator in the late stage of the tribulation. Although he would not lose his life if he resisted, the old monster Kuye didn't mind making him suffer more. Xiao Chen naturally wouldn't give this old monster an excuse to take action. However, he had already remembered what happened today and would have to ask for it in the future.

Qianji Sanren nodded, his eyes flashed slightly, and said, "My friend Xiao Chen, don't think too much. I promise you that as long as you do your best, I will ensure that you are safe and sound. The city is about to be in chaos. In order to prevent your identity from being exposed, can I send you back to your residence first?"

Xiao Chen nodded and said in a deep voice: "Everything is based on what the predecessor said." His solemn and unfury made Qianji Sanren, the three old monsters, Ziyun Fairy and Heishan Taoist, raise their eyebrows slightly, and they admired them very much. As for the old ancestor of Deer Leaf, his face was indifferent and his murderous intent was in high demand. Once Xiao Chen lost his value, he would kill him instantly!

After Xiao Chen was placed properly, the old monster Qianji opened the ban on the courtyard, and there was no other way to untie it. The monks in the late stage of the tribulation could withstand it for a moment. The beautiful name was protection, but the real intention was self-evident.

When the four old monsters left, Xiao Chen's face turned completely gloomy, his eyes were gloomy for a while, and he returned to the room with his sleeves.

"Blood imprisonment!"

At this moment, countless blood-colored silk threads appeared in Xiao Chen's body, densely spreading on the main meridians and internal organs all over his body. They wriggled from time to time, and were as strange as living things. A trace of yin and cold breath continued to emanate from the blood vessels.

This prohibition is made by the ancestor Kuyeye who integrates his essence and blood with his evil spirits. Once he enters the body, he will never be able to remove it unless he takes action himself. Moreover, after entering the cultivator's flesh and blood, it will continue to grow and increase, and the number will increase, and the power of the ban becomes stronger. Later, bloodshots spread throughout the body will completely explode, causing the cultivator to lose his ability to move, and his cultivation will be abolished. His body slowly corrodes for more than ten years, and he will die after suffering all his pain.

From the beginning of his hand, the old ancestor Killer Leaf did not intend to let Xiao Chen go. The Qianji Sanren, Ziyun Fairy and Heishan Taoist might have seen some tricks, but the blood imprisonment will not affect Xiao Chen's strength for a period of time, and it will have no effect on their entry into the secret realm. Naturally, no one is willing to intervene. What does the life and death of a human monk have to do with them?

With her cross-legged knees, Xiao Chen slowly opened his eyes, and the sharp light in his eyes was indeterminate.

"I wanted to take my life with a mere ban, which made me look down on Mr. Xiao too much!" The corners of my mouth raised, revealing a faint cold feeling.

boom!

The next moment, Xiao Chen suddenly waved his hand and laid dozens of layers of prohibition. The blood captive aura spread. At the same time, the magic power in his body was madly aroused, turning into a torrent and violently circulating in his body, rushing straight to the blood captive. Under the impact of the magic power, the blood captive suddenly tensed up like a frightened moment. Each bloodline had a faint blood light flashing, and then it pierced into the flesh and blood and swallowed the energy in the flesh and blood, and endless pain suddenly burst out.

His face turned pale, and layers of fine sweat beads appeared on his forehead. Xiao Chen snorted lightly, but his eyes were as firm as before, and there was no sign of pain. He still madly activated his magic power to continuously impact him.

"Golden Seal, I know you can hear Xiao Chen speak. You have helped me through the great disaster countless times so far in practicing Taoism, so now you will also take action!"

"Help me destroy this blood prison, otherwise I will definitely die in the hands of these four old monsters in the future. If you devote your efforts to me before, you will be completely scrapped!"

The magic weapon has a powerful power, and it has spirituality when it reaches the level of ordinary magic weapon level. It can be fully wise with the Taoist weapon. After great success, it is not weak at all compared to the monk! Xiao Chen has obtained the golden seal against the heaven for 2,000 years. Until today, it is still impossible to determine how powerful it belongs to. However, there is no need to say much about the power of this object, which is definitely far beyond any treasure that Xiao Chen knows now. How can this treasure of heaven and earth not have his own spiritual wisdom?

Although the golden seal has never been revealed at all, Xiao Chen is convinced of it, so he will now attack the blood imprisonment, which is to force the golden seal to take action. He has long known this object's ability to break the forbidden. Once he intervenes, the blood imprisonment of the old ancestor Killer Leaf is difficult but absolutely irresistible.

As time passed, Xiao Chen's pain became stronger and stronger as he got older, but he gritted his teeth tightly and did not make any sound, allowing his sweat to soak his robes.

Swish!

A faint golden light scattered from the top of my head, and the golden seals in all squares slowly emerged, still as they were at the beginning, plain and unrestrained, but a sense of nobleness emanated from it. When I first entered the world of cultivation, Xiao Chen saw that the golden seal was completely different, but after watching the Taoism again today, he felt extremely shocked in his heart, and a sense of inexplicable awe lingered in his heart.

In the flesh and blood, under the golden light, the blood imprisonment suddenly stopped, and the body continued to shrink, and it turned into a ball of blood.

The next moment, the golden seal fell directly and merged into Xiao Chen's forehead and disappeared again.

Xiao Chen had a smile on his lips. Although this golden seal was arrogant and unwilling to communicate with him, he would be completely subdued by him one day. Xiao Chen was full of confidence in his heart. With his thoughts rolling, his magic power instantly wrapped and fell, sealing the blood-spread ball into his body. Now the blood imprisonment packaged by the ancestor of Dead Leaf has fallen into his hands. He is unwilling to be noticed by this old monster to keep it. If he has to think about it in the future, he can destroy it.

"Now that the blood imprisonment has been broken, I am here to wait for the opportunity to appear. Once I escape, I will immediately enter the Zuomei Dojo to hide for a while. No matter how strong the four old monsters are, I will never be able to do anything."

Xiao Chen made up his mind and took out several pills of pills in his hand and swallowed them. He relied cross-legged to restore the loss in his body.

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The black clouds urge the city to be destroyed, and the army is approaching!

10 million single-horned monks came roaring like a large number of wild beasts. The so-called monks escaped like tides and filled the sky with light! Looking around, there were dense crowds of single-horned monks covering the sky and the sun, all of whom were full of murderous auras.

On the ground, there was a beast that was thousands or even thousands of feet tall roaring from time to time, and its front hooves slashed the ground, making a loud bang. If a kick collapsed, it would be enough to tell what level the lethality reached.

The two sides held each other across the giant city, and millions of single-horned monks were outside and Yaksha were inside. The eyes of both sides were touching. Although there was no war yet, the aura in the void had already exploded, and there was a strong wind in the void, and flying sand and stones were no problem.

"war!"

The unicorn monk roared.

roar!

Above the millions of troops, the phantom of the unicorn sky-holding beast suddenly raised its head and roared, and the body of a hundred thousand feet emitted a terrifying aura, causing an extremely fierce visual impact.

"kill!"

In the city of Mitsushi, all the powerful Yaksha clans emerged, and the middle and senior monks of the clan were in front of him, and at this moment, they suddenly let out a low roar.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Countless Yaksha monks roared at the same time, and a trace of black aura scattered out of their bodies, with varying colors and strengths. The higher their cultivation level, the stronger their aura, and they quickly gathered above the city. In the Mixer City, there were 4 million Yaksha monks. The black aura gathered into a ball of tens of thousands of feet in size to cover the sky and the sun and tumbling violently. The layers of yin and cold aura fluctuated continuously from it. In the fanatical eyes of countless Yaksha monks, they quickly transformed into a figure with a blurred face, nearly 100,000 feet high, with a sky above their heads and a foot on the ground.

The phantom of the Yasha ancestor!

boom!
Chapter completed!