Chapter 731: Collecting Blood from the Ancestor of the Underworld (Part 2)
Chapter 731: Collecting the Blood of the Underworld Cult Ancestor (Part 2)
Although Li Peicheng was extremely self-reliant, he did not dare to take it lightly when he saw this vicious killing move. However, since he wanted to establish his authority and subdue the ancestor of the Blood Ming Cult, how could he be willing to show weakness and retreat?
Li Peicheng's eyes flashed with cold light, and the two-foot-long Fire Cloud Spear continued its ferocity. Thousands of spear shadows suddenly turned into six extremely fierce spear gleams, and divided Shen Kui's six men.
The six of them were really fierce and powerful people. Even though they were faced with such a fierce spear, and their blood was not flowing smoothly, they still roared fearlessly and used their magic weapons with all their strength to attack the spear head-on.
Seeing that Li Peicheng was so arrogant and did not put away his gun and returned to defense, the ancestor of the Blood Ming Sect was surprised and happy. He shouted sharply: "Seeking death!"
Use the Hundred Poison Banner and the Black Poison Yin Fire Fan without sparing any effort.
Hundreds of corpses roared towards Li Peicheng like a torrent and a tsunami, followed closely by the mysterious fire that filled the sky and the earth.
Li Peicheng snorted coldly when he saw this, and the Ten Thousand Fantasy Emerald Pagoda above his head began to spin rapidly, densely packed with lightning and stone fire, and shot out waves of 150,000 green lights forward. This Ten Thousand Fantasy Emerald Pagoda was Li Peicheng's five One hundred and sixty-seven Ten Thousand Demonic Beast Eyes, inner elixir, and an extremely precious Chaos Yuan Qi input, refined with the supreme weapon refining technique, and 150,000 emerald lights emitted together, its power is compared to six hundred and fifty Seven Ten Thousand Demonic Beasts would be extremely powerful when unleashed together. I am afraid it would not be inferior to the power of thousands of Ten Thousand Demonic Beasts.
At the same time, the purple and gold Nine Palaces Bagua diagram at the base of the pagoda also rotated, releasing numerous mystical illusions, revealing a purple and gold Nine Palaces Bagua array diagram with a radius of thirty feet. Purple gold air currents hung down from the Nine Palaces Bagua array diagram, turning round and round, and Li Peicheng was The three people including Tengwu were all shrouded in it. This purple gold airflow was much inferior to the purple gold Qingyun in terms of thickness and brilliance, but after all, it was transformed by the energy of chaos, and it was enough to withstand the numbers of ordinary Daluo Jinxian. A fierce attack, the most valuable thing is that this purple gold air flow is provided by the Wanhu Huan Cui Pagoda. Even if it is exhausted for a while, just let the inner elixir of the evil beast in the pagoda absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth through the Nine Palaces and Bagua Array of various sizes. Recovering on its own without consuming any of Li Peicheng's chaotic energy is very mysterious.
The expression of the ancestor of the Xue Ming Cult changed greatly. Only then did he realize that the Wanshuo Huan Cui Pagoda had not exploded with its full power just now, and now it is truly showing its terrifying side.
I just know that it will be too late. If we withdraw at this time, if Li Peicheng takes the opportunity to counterattack, I am afraid that we will immediately fall into a situation of catastrophe. The plan for now is to block the waves of ten at the expense of the hundreds of corpses that have been sacrificed so hard. Fifty thousand emerald lights used the seven poison kings to hold Li Peicheng back to see if the mysterious poisonous Yin Fire could win the game.
The ancestor of the Blood Hades roared again, his blood robes fluttered, and the poisonous spots on his body bloomed with extremely bright colors. Even the poisonous gas demons surrounding him couldn't cover up its brilliance. Looking from a distance, it was indescribably terrifying.
The lifeless eyes of the corpse suddenly erupted with a fierce light that chose others to eat, and the bones in the whole body made a crackling sound. The huge body actually grew three to four points, making it look more and more ferocious.
The mysterious poisonous Yin Fire burst into flames, turning the entire fairy sky red, as if it was completely ignited.
At this moment, the Zhang Er Fire Cloud Spear finally collided head-on with the magic weapon used by the Seven Poison Kings with all their strength.
Not a single shot of the Zhang Er Fire Cloud Spear, which was divided into seven parts, was a false move. Each shot erupted with sharp gun light and terrifying power.
Although the seven poison kings are fierce people, when faced with such a killing move, their eyes were filled with fear. They seemed to be trapped in the midst of thousands of troops, and the sounds of fighting could be heard in their ears.
What I saw before my eyes was the flash of swords and shadows, and corpses strewn across the field.
Groups of dazzling firelight suddenly exploded in the air along with loud noises like landslides and earth cracking, whipping up countless gusts of wind.
Puff puff!
The seven poison kings were all injured and spurted out blood. They retreated dozens of miles away. No one could block Li Peicheng's powerful shot.
The blood eyes of the ancestor of the Blood Underworld Sect shot out two extremely frightening bloody lights, and the bright poisonous spots could not hide his pale face.
He finally fully understood that the Immortal Yunhu in front of him was a much more terrifying person than Immortal Lord Liuhe. It was ridiculous that he actually tried to deal with him first in order to destroy Immortal Lord Liuhe's plan to join forces.
At this time, the Xuan Du Yin Huo, who was placed with infinite high hopes by the ancestors of the Blood Ming Sect, was no longer as confident as before. To be precise, his confidence had almost disappeared.
In the midst of horror, the first wave of 150,000 green lights finally hit the huge body of the ferocious corpse, which was comparable to fine gold and dark iron, making a popping sound of explosion.
Even those hundreds of corpses have gone through millions of years of sacrifices by the ancestors of the Blood Ming Sect, and have copper tendons and iron bones, and the weakest among them are more powerful than the ordinary middle-grade golden immortals, and there are twenty who are comparable to the top-grade ones.
The corpse generals of the Golden Immortals. But what faced them head-on was a fierce attack comparable to that of thousands of powerful mid-level Golden Immortals, which they could not withstand.
Except for the corpse general who was bombarded by the huge bombardment and retreated repeatedly, only suffering minor flesh injuries, the other eighty bronze corpses, who were less powerful, were immediately riddled with holes and were actually killed by thousands of people alive.
The green light was blasted to pieces, and the more powerful ones were also blasted a bit horribly, and they retreated continuously.
The ancestor of the Blood Ming Cult had no time to feel distressed, and just watched the second, third, and fourth waves of fifteen greens coming in dense numbers. In the blink of an eye, not one of his eighty bronze corpses was left, only the Xuan Du who had been retreating steadily.
Twenty corpse generals on the edge of the Yin Fire Sea.
At this time, the ancestor of the Blood Ming Sect no longer had any delusions about killing Li Peicheng, and just wanted to save more strength. He hurriedly waved the Baidu flag, and the twenty remaining corpses turned into wisps of green smoke and were collected into the flag.
The Xuan Du Yin Fire suddenly rushed forward and shot out a ten thousand-foot-long fire dragon. In the blink of an eye, it was in front of Li Peicheng. As long as Li Peicheng did not retreat or use any powerful magic weapon, he would be swallowed up by the sea of fire immediately.
Li Peicheng did not retreat, but held the Wanhuan Huan Cui Pagoda above his head, which had stopped emitting green light, and calmly faced the overwhelming Xuan Po Yin Fire.
Seeing that Li Peicheng was so arrogant that he dared to underestimate his mysterious evil fire and put himself in danger, the ancestor of the Blood Ming Sect could not help but rekindle hope in his heart, and even began to worry about gains and losses.
Li Peicheng was finally engulfed by the mysterious fire. The raging mysterious fire was like a vast ocean. Li Peicheng entered it and could not see even a shadow.
But the eyes of the ancestor of Xue Ming were extremely horrified. Every corner of the sea of fire was under his control. He saw that Li Peicheng and the three people behind him were surrounded by clouds of purple-gold air.
The sea of fire slowly floated toward him.
Ancestor Xue Ming wanted to put away the Xuan Po Yin Fire flag and leave immediately, but at this time the Xuan Po Yin Fire had already engulfed Li Peicheng. He was really unwilling to let go of such an excellent opportunity. What's more, he could get away if he wanted to.
Even if he can escape, a monk who can escape cannot escape from the temple unless he is willing to cut off the inheritance he has worked so hard to create.
"I, the ancestor of the Blood Ming Sect, have never seen anything like this. Is it possible that I have to run away before the last moment?"
The ancestor of the Xue Ming Cult suddenly gritted his teeth, his eyes shot out with a ferocious look, and he input endless true energy into the Xuan Poison Yin Fire Banner, and used this treasure with all his strength.
The mysterious fire spreads infinitely, and it seems that the fire will spread to the entire fairy sky.
But no matter how strong the mysterious poisonous yin fire was, it was unable to burn the purple-gold airflow mass, let alone the people inside.
"Ancestor of the Blood Ming Cult, I respect you for being able to create the miraculous skill of the Formless Mysterious Poison. You are considered a person. That's why I can't bear to be cruel. You'd better stop your action early, otherwise I will get angry with you, and I will make you feel better."
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Li Peicheng's voice echoed out from the sea of fire. The Wuxiang Xuan Poison Demonic Skill has always been the miraculous skill that the Xue Ming Sect Ancestor is proud of. Hearing this, he inexplicably developed a good impression of Li Peicheng. However, the Xue Ming Sect Ancestor also showed a trace of his face.
With a wry smile, he succeeded in the Formless Mysterious Poison Demonic Art, and failed in the Formless Mysterious Poison Demonic Art. This skill progressed very quickly in the early stage, and it could kill the enemy with poison. It was so powerful and vicious that the ancestor of the Blood Ming Sect could surely defeat the immortals of the same realm.
It's just that this magic technique uses poison to enter the Tao. Going too far with the sword is really an act that goes against heaven. In the later stage, not only did he suffer from the pain of thousands of poisons eating his heart, but every step he took was difficult. But at that time,
He was already riding a tiger and could not turn back. He could only grit his teeth and persevere with extraordinary perseverance. Otherwise, with his talent and perseverance, if he had not taken this extreme path, he would have achieved the Great Luo Jinxian Road.
"Ancestor, this person's cultivation is unpredictable and terrifying. If he can really relieve us of the pain of poisonous poisons, it won't be a shame even if he really surrenders to such a powerful person." He was seriously injured.
Shen Kui flew to the side of the Xue Ming Cult Ancestor with a pale face, secretly peeking at the changes in the Xue Ming Cult Ancestor's expression with his eyes, and said cautiously.
The Blood Ming Cult Ancestor seemed surprisingly calm at this time. A pair of bloody eyes slowly scanned the seven poison kings he relied on most, and found that all seven of them were seriously injured, and all of them showed genuine fear in their eyes.
The ancestor of the Blood Ming Sect sighed secretly, knowing that Li Peicheng's terrifying strength had completely suppressed the seven poison kings who were usually the most arrogant. In fact, it was not just the seven of them, and he himself was not suppressed by his terrifying power. It's just that
He is the powerful ancestor of the Blood Ming Sect. He has always been arrogant and arrogant, and his skills are comparable to that of Da Luo Jinxian. The only people who are worthy of being called his master are the Twelve Taiyi Golden Immortal, or the Luo Xuan Master of Wanmiao Villa and the Master of Wuyun Temple.
There are very few powerful figures such as Guangfa Shangxian and Ziyunguan Xuanmiao Shangxian. He really doesn't look down on the rest of them, and he can't afford to lose face. It's just that these people are all people with great supernatural powers. I don't know.
How many people have squeezed their heads to follow them, hoping that one day they can get some enlightenment from them, so even if he comes to the door in person, people may not care about him, the ancestor of the Blood Ming Sect, let alone his face is disgusting now.
As long as he is a normal person, they don't want to see him. If their disciples and grandchildren would accept him as a powerful thug, the ancestor of the Blood Ming Sect, but how can the ancestor of the Blood Ming Sect be embarrassed and willing to do so?
Shen Kui saw that the ancestor of the Xue Ming Sect seemed to be hesitant, and then said: "The ancestor's skill is a miracle in the immortal world. If you can relieve the pain of the heart-gnawing poison, and get the mysterious poison yin veins, you may be able to practice to the point of infinity in the near future.
In the phase realm, you can get a glimpse of the Daluo Jinxian's way."
The eyes of the ancestor of the Xue Ming Cult flashed with blood. Shen Kui's words hit the mark. His only regret in this life is that he has not yet been able to reach the realm of Da Luo Jinxian. Before, he only regarded Li Peicheng as an arrogant person, but now he needs to seriously consider this. Possibility.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and the ancestor of the Blood Ming Cult finally darkened his face and raised his voice: "Thanks to the Immortal Friend Yunhu for being so considerate, if the Immortal Friend can do the following four things, is it okay to accept you as my master?"
"Haha, the ancestor of the Blood Ming Sect is here to tell you." Li Peicheng laughed loudly in the sea of fire.
"Okay, then our sect ancestor has said it. First, the immortal friends need to break the mysterious poison and yin fire of our sect ancestor."
"Haha, that's natural. Otherwise, how could I dare to conquer you?"
The ancestor of the Blood Ming Sect thought that it was not true, the mysterious poison and yin fire could not trap him, and continued: "Secondly, you must have the ability to capture the ancestor of this sect alive."
"Haha, how difficult is this!" Li Peicheng smiled confidently.
"Third, you said before that you can solve the suffering of the ancestors of our religion who are suffering from all kinds of poisons. If you can't do it, our ancestors will never follow you even if they commit suicide."
"I have never told lies in my life."
"Okay, the last thing is that I need the Xuan Du Yin Vein to practice the phaseless Xuan Poison Demonic Skill."
"I have long since requested Fuxia Immortal Island from Immortal Lord Liuhe, so I will keep it for you." Li Peicheng replied.
As soon as the words fell, the sea of fire set off thousands of huge waves, and countless flames gathered in one direction.
The Ancestor of the Blood Ming Cult looked horrified. He originally wanted to start the sea of fire again, but he didn't expect that at this time, the Xuan Po Yin Fire was like a wild horse that had escaped the reins and seemed to be out of his control.
In a moment, the vast sea of fire disappeared without a trace, and in the fairy sky, Li Peicheng held a pagoda blooming with emerald light on his head, with purple gold air hanging from his body. He was playing with two small fire snakes back and forth in his hands. The fire snake flowed like water in his hands without any sparks leaking out. It was really indescribably carefree and carefree.
The ancestor of the Blood Underworld Cult held the Black Poison Yin Fire Banner and the Seven Poison Kings in his hands and stared dumbfoundedly at Li Peicheng playing with the fire snake condensed by the Black Poison Yin Fire. The shock in his heart was extremely extreme. Little did he know that Li Peicheng was born to play with fire. He is much stronger than the ancestors of the Xue Ming Cult. The ancestors of the Xue Ming Cult set a fire in front of him, which was just trying to do the same thing and asking for humiliation.
Li Peicheng smiled lightly and said, "Now it's time for me to fulfill my second promise."
The ancestor of the Blood Underworld Sect woke up when he heard this, and hurriedly sacrificed the remaining twenty corpse generals, and rushed towards Li Peicheng. He also sacrificed the Hundred Demon Clothes and Hundred Demon Body Protectors with all his strength, and a ball of black mist rolled up towards the sky. Flying rapidly in the direction of Fairy Island.
Li Peicheng laughed but was not willing to let the ancestors of the Blood Ming Sect escape. The black mist flag soared into the sky. In the blink of an eye, the strong wind brought thick fog and covered the space of hundreds of thousands of miles around at an extremely terrifying speed, covering the ancestors of the Blood Ming Sect. , the seven poison kings and the twenty corpses covered them all.
The eyes of the ancestor of the Blood Ming Cult suddenly became foggy. Even though he had profound skills, he could not see the way out clearly. The whistling wind was like thousands of cold and sharp knives, cutting towards him, and the layers of black mist surrounding him did not last for a moment. It's a lot weaker, and I'm afraid it won't be long before the demon's true form is revealed, and then himself.
After all, the ancestor of the Xue Ming Sect was not comparable to Wen Ji. He recognized this as an innate magic weapon and was completely desperate. He no longer wanted to be a trapped beast in a meaningless way and only gain humiliation. He said loudly: "The immortal has great magical powers, Xue Ming Impressed."