Chapter 292: Mysterious Blood Pool, Law Talisman Seal
In a remote secret room in the Lord's Mansion of Blackwater City, the Purple Lin Ancestor quietly sat cross-legged on a futon. His eyes were closed tightly, blood was surging all over his body, and there were even shrill screams coming from him.
The sound came out of his body, as if countless innocent souls were roaring.
There are also countless hair-thick scarlet blood vessels crawling out from his body, dancing in the secret room, crossing into a network, and the scarlet blood light dyes the walls made of foreign stones red.
At a certain moment, the closed eyes of the Purple Lin Ancestor suddenly opened, and his hands bloomed like lotus flowers. In just an instant, hundreds of thousands of dancing runes condensed in the void.
"Woooooo!——"
A sudden change occurred, and these runes turned into blood-red villains, but these villains were extremely ferocious, like skinned ghosts, with overwhelming resentment emanating from their bodies.
"I am the proud son of heaven, and I won't give in!"
"I will be a king in the future, how could I die like this!"
"My father is the Ancient God Lord, he will avenge me, and you will die in a bad way!"
…
These villains began to struggle violently, dancing with their hands and feet, and even issued countless vicious curses. These curses condensed into sharp curse swords, and with one swipe, they all came towards the Purple Lin Ancestor and stabbed them fiercely.
"Huh, you're already dead, how dare you act so arrogant here?"
The ancestor of Zilin looked at the struggling villains and sneered. He raised his right hand slightly, and with a slight wave, he scattered all the cursed swords that were assassinating him. Then, his index finger and middle finger came together, and the sword
Point at it, and in an instant, countless fine chains will appear on these villains.
In an instant, these villains were all bound by chains, calmed down, and turned into bloody runes again.
The Purple Scale Ancestor shifted his gaze and no longer paid attention to these suspended runes. He flipped his palm and took out a scarlet token. This token was actually the token refined by the Blood Rock Saint.
"go!"
His finger suddenly pointed towards the token, and immediately, all the jumping runes in the secret room surged up, forming a bloody torrent, roaring towards the token.
"Roar!--"
The token suddenly trembled, a huge roar came from it, and a violent aura spread out from it, as if a giant beast that had been sleeping for countless years was gradually waking up.
At a certain moment, a twisted ghost face appeared on the surface of the token. The pupils of this ghost face released a pale light and exuded a creepy aura.
"call!--"
Ghostface let out a scream, opened his blood plate mouth, and in an instant, swallowed up all the torrent of runes that washed away.
After the ghost face swallowed up all the torrent of runes, changes began again. With the scarlet token as the center, circles of light red ripples began to ripple, and a stone door about several feet in size emerged in the center of the ripples.
Looking at the stone gate among the ripples, the Purple Lin Ancestor's pupils could not suppress a blazing heat, and even his breath became slightly confused. However, he was still a calm person after all, and he quickly calmed down his mood.
, stepped into the stone gate in one step.
Stepping into the stone gate, the first thing that comes into view is a huge blood pool with a radius of dozens of miles. Bam! Bam! The blood is as thick as thick slurry, and several huge bubbles appear from time to time.
And in this thick blood, there are hundreds of thousands of corpses floating. From the aura left on the corpses, we can know that most of them were quasi-sages during their lives, while the remaining tens of thousands were all...
A strong man in the Hunyuan realm.
However, the Purple Scale Ancestor's eyes did not stay on the suspended corpses. His attention was entirely focused on the more than a hundred huge transparent blood cocoons above the blood pool.
It can be seen that monks are sealed inside these blood cocoons. Things like straws are injected into the bodies of these monks, and these blood cocoons are constantly rotating in the air, faintly forming a mysterious formation.
However, this formation is obviously not perfect enough, and there are many jerky aspects in its operation.
"Roar!--"
Ever since the Purple Scale Ancestor stepped into this space, the entire blood pool had been boiling crazily. Endless resentment rolled up from the blood pool, and the blood cocoon above the blood pool was shaking violently and struggling endlessly.
However, facing this scene, the Purple Lin Ancestor remained unmoved, as if he had become accustomed to it.
He suddenly waved his sleeves, "Bang! Bang! Bang -", and all the monks who were swept away by his sleeves in the hall were thrown to the edge of the blood pool.
"Who are you? How dare you offend the Son of God? This is a capital crime for you. It is definitely a capital crime. You'd better let me go immediately. Otherwise, if my family finds out, your nine clans will be punished and your life will be worse than death!
"
"Yes, you'd better let us go immediately, and then kneel on the ground and beg us for mercy. Maybe I will make you a slave and I will keep you alive."
"You are so brave. You dare to hit my attention. I will definitely exterminate your clan, and even imprison your soul, use it to light sky lanterns, and suffer all the tortures in the world. You will never be reincarnated!"
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These monks with special bloodline woke up from coma, no matter what, they immediately scolded the Purple Lin Ancestor, just like the master of a wealthy family scolding his slaves, with a tone of voice
Vicious and harsh!
Moreover, all of them looked arrogant and arrogant.
It can be seen that the identities of each of these people are not simple, and each of them is extremely noble.
"Hmph, scold me, scold me hard, you will soon become my stepping stone, and there is not much time left!" The ancestor of Zilin looked at these monks and smiled coldly, with a hint of coldness in his pupils.
murderous intent.
"What do you mean? Do you dare to attack us? Don't you know the consequences of doing so?"
Suddenly, these previously arrogant monks immediately panicked. There is great terror between life and death. No matter who you are, whether you are a humble mortal, a monk who covers the sky with one hand, or a supreme giant who reverses time and space, facing
It is impossible to truly remain indifferent to death.
In life, everything is possible; in death, everything is false!
There was a trace of cruelty in the eyes of the Purple Lin Ancestor, and he suddenly squeezed the magic formula with his hands. Boom, dozens of beautiful blood flowers exploded in the blood pool, clang clang clang, and blood-colored chains stretched out from the blood pool.
In just a breath, these monks were all restrained and suspended above the blood pool.
"Please, let me go, please!"
"Let me go, let me go, no matter what you do, I don't care anymore."
"I just said the wrong thing. As long as you mess with my life, I will immediately ask my father to personally guide you in your cultivation and promote you to the Supreme God Lord!"
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Above the blood pool, monks bound by chains were making their final struggles, leaving behind one promise after another.
"Hmph, just be obedient and become my nourishment. As long as you get the special inheritance of the Blood Rock Holy Lord and the heaven-defying magical power that even kings and giants are afraid of, what does it mean to be a god?"
"Besides, do you really think that I can't be promoted to God Lord? I've just been suppressing my own realm in order to obtain the inheritance of Blood Rock Holy Lord. I have been preparing for tens of millions of years and I must succeed!
"
The Purple Scale Ancestor stood on the edge of the blood pool and laughed crazily. He pointed his finger upward. In an instant, streams of blood began to spread upward from the blood pool, surrounding the struggling monks.
There were more than twenty blood cocoons again.
"Eight more to go!"
After scanning the sky above, the Purple Lin Ancestor murmured to himself.
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Another fifty years have passed.
The wide streets of Blackwater City are very lively with people coming and going, but there is one place that is relatively deserted. Many monks are cautious every time they pass by, with a look of awe on their faces.
But this is where the Treasure Refining Pavilion is located.
Since the battle between Li Yi and the ancestor of Zilin, the Treasure Refining Pavilion has been closed. However, even if it opens a shop, I am afraid that no monks will dare to enter it, so as not to offend the Blackwater City side.
In the secret room of the attic, at this moment, Li Yi was carefully sketching runes in the void. The golden threads were so complicated that it gave people a dizzying illusion.
After recovering from his physical injuries, Li Yi did not leave Blackwater City immediately. Instead, he began to consult the memories about Hongjun in the sea of consciousness and began to understand the way of talismans and seal scripts.
Li Yi knew very well how severe the battle he was about to face next would be. Without activating the Law of the Vast, he simply could not cope with it with his own strength.
But once the law is activated, it will put an excessive burden on one's body, and it will not last long at all.
Therefore, Li Yi decided to understand the way of talismans and seals, replace his body with talismans and seals, and seal part of the power of the law in it to reduce the burden on the body.
To be honest, Hongjun's achievements in the way of talismans and seal scripts are simply not comparable to Li Yi's. This can be seen from the fact that Hongjun can extract the luck of calamity and condense it into talismans.
Li Yi, on the other hand, has always focused on the points of swordsmanship, will, rules, and laws. What he emphasizes is using swords to demonstrate Tao and swords. The main means are implemented through swordsmanship.
However, when one reaches Li Yi's level, he is often able to master one method and all methods. With Li Yi's terrifying deductive power, coupled with Hongjun's memory, Li Yi's understanding of the way of talisman and seal script
It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a thousand miles per day.
Moreover, Li Yi only deduced how to condense the rules and seals. Therefore, in just a few decades, Li Yi had already made a very deep understanding of how to condense the seals.
"Huhuhu!——"
Li Yi gasped for breath, and drops of cold sweat fell from his cheeks. He carefully controlled the winding power of law to extend from his fingertips, constantly sketching in the void!
"It's finally done!"
Looking at a simple dark golden talisman in the void, Li Yi couldn't help but show a hint of joy in his pupils.
As a sacred object, this dark golden talisman did not show much momentum and seemed very ordinary. Only by touching the surface of the talisman with your own hands can you feel the energy like the ocean hidden inside.