The first time he rushed into the sea of blood, Xu Tong held the Vajra Seal in one hand. At the same time, the golden light flashed between his eyebrows, and the Vajra Seal was activated by him.
For a moment, Xu Tong's body was covered with a layer of golden scales, and his whole body was wrapped in the dazzling Buddha's light.
The Buddhist magical power seems to have some restraint on the blood. The golden Buddha light is like a red-hot stone thrown into the cold river water, making the surrounding blood boil, but it cannot corrode Xu Tong's body.
Countless negative emotions surged up like a tide, burrowing into Xu Tong's flesh and letting out a desperate roar.
As a blood wave like an abyss came over, Xu Tong originally wanted to take out the angel feather given to him by the Holy See.
Suddenly, his ankle sank, and when he looked down, he saw a skinny hand grasping his ankle.
"It's the hand of the ancient god!"
I saw my palms pulling hard and quickly pulling him into the depths of the sea of blood.
"Am I beautiful?? Am I beautiful??"
"You stole my wife!"
"Hate it!!"
Familiar faces appeared in front of him in the depths of the sea of blood.
Among them are not only those resentful demons that were swallowed up, but also figures that I am familiar with.
"Go to hell, go to hell!!"
The pharmacist rushed forward with a ferocious face, hugged Xu Tong's thigh, and cursed with resentment.
"Hahaha...it would be nice to have a land god buried with you!"
Mansai Musashi Gen's figure quietly appeared, grinning and laughing loudly.
"Why don't you save me!" Guo Xiang lay on Xu Tong's back and asked Xu Tong over and over again.
These faces are not entities, but ghosts that are a mixture of their grievances and spiritual will during their lifetimes.
More and more resentful spirits are entangled, and the boiling resentment gradually drowns the Buddha's light.
"It's over, it's over, boy, we are all doomed now!"
Amota screamed in Xu Tong's mind.
At this time, terrible pressure came, as if there was a big hand in the dark, pressing Xu Tong into the palm of his hand, and gradually closed it.
"Kakakaka..."
For a moment, the Buddha's light began to twist and gradually deformed in this palm. If only for a moment, the Buddha's light would be crushed directly.
When the time comes, even if Xu Tong is a land god, he will not be able to escape being gradually polluted by the blood and water, and will not be able to escape death.
"Quick, hurry up! Can't you come back? Come back quickly!"
Seeing this, Amota suddenly remembered that Xu Tong could return to reality at this moment, and hurriedly called Xu Tong, asking him to return as soon as possible.
However, Xu Tong stared at the shrine that was getting farther and farther above his head, and slowly raised his palm: "But I haven't found the so-called truth yet!"
"Fuck the truth, go away, as long as you go back, I can tell you whatever you want to know!!"
Amata is going crazy.
He still wants to seize the body and fight back to hell. He doesn't want to be corroded by the blood and water together with Xu Tong until he dissolves.
In response to Amota's roar, Xu Tong shook his head: "If you don't find the truth yourself, everything is meaningless."
As he spoke, Xu Tong's eyes turned cold, and the Buddha's light suddenly disappeared from his body.
Without the protection of Buddha's light for a time, countless black shadows swarmed towards Xu Tong like sharks that smelled blood.
Looking at the approaching black shadow, Xu Tong suddenly grabbed his hand in the bloody water without any warning: "The power of the formless, the tide of all things!"
Active skill 1: All things day and night
Each activation requires 40 script points. After activation, you can use the introduction to temporarily transform your own power.
Each conversion time must not exceed 3 hours.
In an instant, the boiling resentment calmed down in an instant, and countless strong resentments floated quietly around Xu Tong.
When the silent eyelids in the darkness gradually opened, the originally surging blood flow quickly flowed backwards.
A blood-red storm suddenly spread over Xu Tong's body, shaking the ancient god's hand away from his ankle.
Then the original skin began to fall off, revealing dark red muscles, and a strong resentment seeped out from under his skin and wrapped around his flesh.
Xu Tong's body was shaking. He slowly stretched out the index fingers of both hands and put them in his mouth, then pulled them out left and right.
The skinless face was instantly pulled into an exaggerated smile and emitted a creepy, weird laugh.
The resentful spirits that originally surrounded Xu Tong finally realized that something was wrong, turned around and tried to escape from him.
However, Xu Tong suddenly grabbed the resentful spirit with one hand, opened his bloody mouth, sucked hard, and swallowed it directly into his mouth.
"Click, click, click..."
He ate slowly, as if savoring the taste carefully, and the past life of this resentful spirit was reflected in his black pupils.
After chewing for a while, he spit it out and said to himself: "It doesn't taste good, it's too bitter!"
With that said, he grabbed the other resentful spirits.
Now the sea of blood stirred, and the resentful spirits that originally pounced on Xu Tong fled around like crazy as if they had been stimulated by something.
However, Xu Tong's pupils flashed rapidly among these resentful spirits. Suddenly he stretched out his palm, and a black dragon-binding talisman formed on his fingertips. In an instant, dozens of spider-like dragon-binding talismans were woven on his fingertips.
It formed a big net and sprinkled it on the fleeing resentful spirits ahead.
At that moment, many resentful spirits that had no time to escape dispersed in an instant, but only one resentful spirit, no matter how it dodged, the big net accurately covered the resentful spirit, and Xu Tong pulled hard.
A familiar face appeared in front of him. It was Guo Xiang, but it was not Guo Xiang. No matter how hard she begged, Xu Tong kneaded it into a ball without changing his expression and stuffed it into his mouth.
Accompanied by the grinding sound of teeth gnawing, people can't help but think of the sound of some kind of animal gnawing on a corpse.
Memories of Guo Xiang and Huainiang emerged one after another.
He saw an inconspicuous door. The door was pushed open, and a locust tree was planted in the room.
Three rotting and smelly corpses were hung on the locust tree.
This is Guo Xiang's memory. In her memory, she just touched the locust tree, and then her consciousness gradually became blurred.
And what follows is completely Sophora Flower Girl’s memory.
Xu Tong tasted the smell of the resentful spirit with an expressionless face, showing no interest in what happened next. He quickly flipped through the Huaainiang's memories. These memories were not complete, and most of them were missing.
Because this is not Huainiang herself, her shrine has not been destroyed.
While rummaging, Xu Tong suddenly noticed a Kowloon Temple. Although his memory was only vague for a moment, Xu Tong thought that the shrine of Huahuainiang might be hidden there.
After finding the clue he was looking for, Xu Tong raised his head and looked at the shrine above his head. He saw his body move, and huge resentment surged from his body. He was like a huge beast in the sea of blood, suddenly rushing towards the shrine.
Feeling the threat from Xu Tong, Mao Xuefeng in the shrine emitted a dazzling blood light.
A unique divine power filled the air from the shrine.
"presumptuous!!"
The sound of thunder struck, and the sea of blood rolled around, forming a huge bloody whirlpool, trying to suppress Xu Tong.
Under the divine power, Xu Tong's limbs suddenly stiffened.
But he was even more excited.
He knew that this was true divine power, the majesty emanating from a god with a divine status.
It is definitely not the power that an evil god like Chen Wangshen, who has been forgotten by the world, can have.
Is this what I want to pursue the truth?
The smile on Xu Tong's face became more and more weird, and wisps of blood-red vermilion fire ignited from under his muscles.
"The power of disaster! Burning in the wilderness!"
Under his high-pitched roar, Xu Tong's vermilion fire became more dazzling, like the karma fire in hell, causing the blood around him to evaporate and the surrounding sea of blood to boil.
Burning in the wild
Resilience increases by 200% in a blazing environment.
Immune to fire damage below level 7.
Fire skills +2, and cooldown reduction is 40%.
Additional skills: Vulcan
Vulcan:
It consumes 800 script points. After activation, it transforms into the god of fire. All flame skills are temporarily upgraded by 3 levels and the cooling time is waived.
He held the Black Water Dragon Fang in his hand and slashed forward with all his strength: "Fire Hungry!!"
Flames like karmic fire suddenly illuminated the water in front of them, mixed with countless twisted hatreds in the world, and suddenly burned and evaporated the whirlpool in front of them, turning it into a sea of fire.
And Xu Tong is more like a monster derived from the fire of karma, completely covered with strange and domineering fire, and he jumped out of the sea of fire.
"let me see!!"
Heishui Longya cut the shrine open with a single blow and bit it down without any hesitation. Although Mao Xuefeng dodged in time, he was still bitten on the arm by Xu Tong.
After a while, blurry pictures began to appear in Xu Tong's mind.
"Xue Feng!!"
Mao Xuefeng, who was standing in the playground, turned around with a smile on his face: "Professor Wang!"
"Xue Feng, I received news that there will be a Chinese and Japanese antiques exchange meeting soon, so I would like to ask you to clean the warehouse. I am not comfortable leaving this matter to outsiders, so I want to invite you to come."
“The whole warehouse??”
"Yes, you are the only one. Just clean it every day for about two months. These seven oceans are your wages."
The man in front of him took out Seven Oceans and handed them to Mao Xuefeng.
Immediately after the scene changed, Mao Xuefeng found a statue in the corner of the warehouse.
The shape of the statue is very strange. It looks like a certain Taoist god, but it is impossible to tell which god it is.
When Mao Xuefeng stared at the statue in trance, he felt a faint light flash in the eyes of the statue in a daze, and then he lay down at the feet of the statue and fell asleep.
In his sleep, Mao Xuefeng felt something getting into his eyes. He stretched out his hand to rub his eyes and took a closer look. He found that it was already dark outside and quickly got up to prepare to go home.
Strangely enough, when Mao Xuefeng looked back at the statue, he found that he could actually call out the name of the statue.
The great general of Blood River Gate Control, Rutoro.
What surprised Xu Tong was that Mao Xuefeng still had a memory, which turned out to be part of the pharmacist's memory.
It was the bottle of red blood he got from the team warehouse after he used the [Legendary Flask] to kill his entire team in the last scenario world. It was a bottle of the blood of an ancient evil god.
The item book gives the entry for this bottle of blood water, which is clearly [Blood of Rutoro]...
