Chapter 16 The Blood Sacrifice Fails, and the Qing Yazi Will Perish
Qing Yaozi counterattacked violently and almost knocked me downstairs with his stick. The power contained in this would have turned an ordinary person into a puddle of flesh.
However, I finally managed to hold it, and not only did I hold it, I also got close to him, facing the person who caused Zhang Aini's life and death to be uncertain and Lao Wan's flesh torn into pieces. This person caused me great harm.
Little fellow, it was hard for me to let go of the hatred in my heart. When I saw the exposed clean neck, I almost didn’t think about it and just opened my mouth and nibbled on it.
Women have three treasures in fighting: kicking, clawing, and biting. This method is naturally not so good-looking, and it is also very extreme. However, when you really hate your enemy to a certain extent, you really don’t care about image issues and only think about it.
I use the most effective and convenient way to defeat the enemy, and I do the same. One second I was looking at Qing Yaozi's greasy neck, and the next second I felt the sweet blood entering my throat.
Some people may ask me what it feels like to drink the blood of an enemy, but when I think about it, my mind is blank. When a person is in a state of extreme tension, the direction of his attention is not this taste or anything else.
It just depends on whether the opponent is killed or not.
If he had died after being bitten by me, then Qingyaozi would not have caused me so much trouble. When I bit him and then bit open the tendons in my neck, Qingyaozi was still there.
At the last moment, I avoided the aorta, but I finally reacted. With a heart-rending scream, I threw away the Medicine Buddha's Compassion Stick. I supported my head with my right hand, and the delicate scimitar on my left hand.
Stab towards the back of my heart.
When the battle really got to this point, the pain was just a trivial matter. I was extremely calm at that time, and I felt that the knife stabbed by Qing Yaozi was random and painful, but it did not hit my heart, but
He forced me away randomly. I almost didn't think about it. I grabbed his right hand, didn't dodge it, and bit the aorta again.
One bite, one bite, and another bite, I finally bit the aorta, and the spurting blood washed my mouth, and even choked into my lungs. At the same time, although the muscles in my back were tight, but
After all, I was hit by a knife. The tip of the knife penetrated deeply into the muscles of my back. I turned all the severe pain into strength. It stimulated the yin-yang fish cyclone in my lower abdomen to spin wildly, and then I was like that wrapped around me.
Lang's loyal daughter hugged Qing Yazi tightly, ignoring his dying struggle and pressing him to the ground.
At that moment, I no longer cared about the huge statue covering the entire rooftop, nor did I care about whether the cat on the water tower was safe. In my eyes, there was only Qing Yazi, and he at this moment was not mine.
The enemy is just a dish.
I am a glutton, a glutton for cannibalism.
I seized the opportunity and successfully counterattacked. This fact made Qingyaozi unable to accept it at all. He fought back crazily and never gave up for a moment. When he couldn't resist my heavy pressure due to his strength, the blood foaming on his face continued to
The mouth suddenly opened, exuding an unpleasant corpse smell, followed by a scream that was almost like a soul.
The corpse stench in his mouth was because he had just eaten a corpse potion that had been refined raw, and this cry was taken from the absolute secret technique in the "Prophecy", the general compendium of Nanyang witchcraft, as it burst out from his soul.
With a loud shout, I suddenly felt that the blood in my mouth was so hot, like boiling water that had been boiled at a hundred degrees Celsius. It was so hot that several blisters suddenly appeared in my mouth, and at this moment, Qing Yaozi's body was also suddenly hot.
When he stood up, he felt like a pot of molten steel had just come out of the oven.
Something suddenly came to mind in my mind: the blood ritual, the top evil magic in Southeast Asia.
What is a blood sacrifice? In ancient times, when the world was still barbaric and ignorant, when humans were still facing mystery and loneliness in the dark night, when there were real gods and demons in the world, when unicorns, phoenixes,
When blood tigers and true dragons often appeared in human sight, in order to survive in this chaotic era, humans always treated their own tribesmen as blood food and offered sacrifices to those unknown beings, which were blood sacrifices.
This matter still existed until the Spring and Autumn Period. People always used to kill prisoners of war or slaves to worship gods. Later, Confucius established religion and gradually replaced it with three kinds of animals. This slowly died out. However, this matter has spread in Southeast Asia and Africa or more.
The ambiguity continues.
Blood sacrifices are divided into several levels. The lowest level is to use animals, followed by using human blood to worship the gods of belief. The blood sacrifice used by Qing Yazi is to burn his own blood to burn the unknown.
The gods who exist somewhere are attracted here to achieve the purpose of inviting the gods to take over the body and gain strength - the consequence of this kind of sacrifice is death, and it is impossible to survive.
This is a trick that will lead to death, and the so-called gods he invited in his desperate struggle are actually different from demons?
Among the enemies I have encountered over the years, Qing Yazi's cultivation is not considered to be top-notch, and he is not even ranked in the top ten. However, this person's methods are decisive, shameless and cruel, and he has a disregard for life and resentment.
, and the strong impact on people's soul, but it can be ranked first. Such a person hates all beauty, and he was born to destroy himself and the world.
How can I let him succeed?
Just when Qingyaozi's body was like a bomb, a large amount of unknown energy was attracted by his evaporating and boiling blood, and poured in continuously from unknown places, there was a sudden stirring in his body, and it was made from fat worms.
The aqua regia finally reacted, and dozens of small, long and flat bugs were bred in it, crawling rapidly in various nodes of his body, and the hundreds of slender tentacles were constantly provoking his body that was about to explode.
Nerves gather pain.
The blood sacrifice was so horrific that the pain caused by it was unbearable for ordinary people. Qing Yazi had a ferocious look on his face, with bulging veins, and half of his neck was chewed off by me. In addition, the insect poison in his body multiplied and amplified the pain in his body.
, almost instantly, his two eyeballs bulged out.
I believe that at this moment, the pain of giving birth in the delivery rooms of hundreds of hospitals in the entire Dongguan City is probably not as severe as what Qing Yazi endured.
Pain, pain, pain, what a painful realization!
Snapped!
The two lenses in Qingyaozi's eye sockets suddenly exploded, and the thick liquid inside filled my head. At that moment, I felt a terrifying breath rising from the void, with a wave of
In an unknown way, it moved towards Qingyaozi's body. However, at this moment, I suddenly had a little more understanding in my heart. Countless runes were spinning rapidly in my sight, and my hands were loosened.
Qing Yazi made a handprint on the top of his head.
Aquarius seal.
Zen!
All the pores in my body opened at this moment, an invisible sound spread to the surroundings, and the thick artistic conception rebounded towards the terrifying aura, and at the same time, I moved towards
Looking at the sky, he cursed loudly: "Fuck you, go fuck me, go fuck me!" After saying these words, countless voices overlapped and intersected, as if thousands of people gathered together and cursed together, and the aura was already overwhelming.
However, at this moment, there was a burst of panic, and the next second, it had dissipated into the invisible space.
After dispelling the extraterrestrial demon that Qing Yaozi had sacrificed with his blood, I felt that all my strength was fading away quickly, and my vision suddenly went dark. I tried not to faint, but slowly lay down on Qing Yaozi's body.
Beside him, he took a long breath and faced Qing Yaozi's empty eye sockets.
At that moment, I seemed to have discovered a treasure, and that treasure was the Luo Shiba hidden in my body, or the wealth left to me by countless generations of Luo Shiba. This wealth has nothing to do with me.
This ordinary physical body lies in the entire spiritual imprint. I believe that if I can develop this treasure, the world is so big that I can come and go freely.
To this day, half of his neck has been chewed by me, a major artery has been bitten off, a pair of eyeballs have burst, and the intracranial pressure balance has gone out of control. However, there is still a trace of Qingyaozi left. He shook his head with difficulty and looked towards the body lying on his back.
I laughed next to me and said: "Hahaha, it's true as Qin Luhai said, every guy who wants to kill you is just a moth flying into the flame. I didn't believe it, but now I finally believe it..."
Half of his neck was bitten to pieces, and his vocal cords had long been destroyed. At this moment, Qing Yaozi used his lower abdomen to pronounce the words. At this moment, my heart sank. I was not surprised at all by his Southeast Asian magic. I felt his blood flowing rapidly.
After cooling down, my vitality was almost exhausted. I suddenly laughed and let go of all hatred. I asked seriously: "Qingyaozi, your talent and tenacity, even if you don't kill your master, are enough to make you a
A master who is among the best in the world, if you could come back and choose, would you do it again?"
Qing Yaozi sighed softly and said: "There are no ifs in the world. If I didn't have hatred for you, I might have died in a grass nest somewhere on the border of southern Yunnan. People have a destiny.
Yes, it’s a pity that God’s favor is not mine, this is fate…”
I sighed and said nothing more, but the young man with a naive face next to me continued to say with difficulty: "Lu Zuo, if you can, help me take care of Brother Baosong."
Qing Yazi said the last words of his evil life, and then fell into eternal silence.
When a person is about to die, his words are good. The only thing he cares about in the world is not his parents, but the crazy son of his mentor Luo Ermei. These words make me feel sad for no reason. I am tired and ready to die.
Lying on the ground, there was nothing I could do about the huge statue of the god that still existed in the sky. At this time, several furry white objects seemed to pass in front of my eyelids, and a pretty little face that was both happy and angry appeared in front of me.
In front of him, he asked softly: "Hey, are you dead?"