At this moment, a crazy idea appeared in Yuan Futu's mind, becoming more and more stubborn. If this method really works, then his strength will skyrocket.
Thinking in his heart, he had already walked to the Soul Soul Hall. The bluestone gate was tightly closed. One could imagine how terrifying it was to see the hundreds of thousands of brutal evil souls suppressed inside. This was of course for the Black Erosion Dragon.
There is no scruple, but it is too dangerous for myself.
Yuan Futu hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand and pushed towards the giant door. A gap was slowly opened, but he unleashed a monstrous murderous intention, extremely ferocious and domineering, and the roars of countless ghosts sounded in his ears, which was a kind of death.
breath.
"Tiangang Mahamudra!"
The power of the soul surged, and Yuan Futu used the Tiangang Big Hand Seal to collide with the overwhelming evil energy. Then he grabbed the two iron rings of the door with both hands, pulled them, and closed the door again.
Yuan Futu seemed to have walked away from the gate of hell. He swallowed hard and said: "The ghosts here are too terrifying. I can't set foot on them at all, but it is also a treasure whose value is immeasurable.
I must make use of it, and now I’d better go to Heishui and give it a try.”
Retreating to the next best thing, Yuan Futu withdrew from the Corpse Soul Hall and entered the canyon. Looking at the surging black water, he immediately condensed it into a seal and attacked it with the power of his soul. The countless evil souls sleeping inside rushed out.
There are dozens of them at least.
"The quantity is just right." Yuan Futu thought about the scripture in his mind, formed an extremely strange mark with his hands on his chest, and read out obscure pronunciations in his mouth.
Those evil spirits were approaching in an instant, mixed with dead demons and immortal cultivators, as if they wanted to seize his body, looking extremely crazy.
Yuan Futu's light was firm, and the syllables of each word climbed higher and higher, and finally turned into four big characters, which resounded in this black water.
"Blood evil**!"
The boundary force spread out, like a turbulent river of blood, with a length of thousands of feet. Those evil souls fell into it, as if they had fallen into endless purgatory, and all the evil energy was being sucked out of their bodies.
Yuan Futu was suspended in this sea of blood, like a demon emperor, with an evil aura flowing through his body.
This "Blood Fiend **" was created by the Blood Fiend Ancestor, who is a true immortal-level powerhouse. He is a creature of the evil sect, and when he displays it, he creates a scene of overwhelming blood and filthy world.
This is the first time he has used it. Thanks to the Gangxian-level world power, there is no big problem. The most important condition lies in the sacrifice of living beings.
It is absolutely impossible to simply activate this magical method. Only by sacrificing living beings can you take the first step. The more sacrifices you make, the higher the success rate and the greater the power. Therefore, practicing this evil magical method is the only way to take the first step.
It's just cruel.
However, the method Yuan Futu came up with was to directly activate the "Blood Evil **" based on the ghost here.
The result is obvious. Just as expected, the blood river formed by "Blood Evil**" has begun to swallow up those ghosts and absorb the infinite evil energy inside.
Refining dozens of evil spirits was more difficult than imagined, especially when it was used for the first time. Yuan Futu felt that the evil spirit was coming back, transforming into infinite evil spirits, and rushing towards it violently.
"Is this the drawback of the evil sect of immortal magic? If there is no human power, then use yourself to sacrifice..." Yuan Futu thought in his heart, and used the Tiangang big hand seal again, and the ancestor Zun Qingpao appeared behind him.
The ancestor was a hundred feet tall, and his palms pressed down horizontally, turning into endless mountains and completely crushing the ghost.
Yuan Futu took control of the wind, and the intensity of the refining was rising steadily. However, it was really difficult to deal with so many evil spirits at once. Some ghosts had already broken free from the restrictions of the blood river, but fortunately they had swallowed the blood pill before.
After making the Tiangang Mahamudra become more refined again, I saw the Qingpao Patriarch continuously waving his palms, as if the sky was falling with each palm.
Generally speaking, the strength of these evil ghosts are almost all Golden Immortals, and very few of them can reach the Gang Immortal Realm. They are just huge in number. As long as they do not attract those Netherworld armies, there will be no problem.
At this moment, the blood river was like hell, and those ghosts were being refined alive in it, suffering incomparable pain and constantly making heart-rending roars. The scene was shocking.
However, Yuan Futu stared at this scene coldly, his heart as calm as a flat lake without any ripples. He knew that killing was a way to save lives. Instead of letting them stay in eternity to suffer, it would be better to completely refine them, return them to nothingness, and then dissipate into the world.
Or merge into heaven and earth.
With a firm belief, the practice of immortality will be smooth and unobstructed.
The refining process lasted for several hours. The roars and roars gradually became lower and lower, and the evil spirits were completely covered by the river of blood.
Yuan Futu took a deep breath, thinking that he could create a river of blood thousands of feet long after just practicing. If it were successful, wouldn't it be a sea of blood that would make it difficult for thousands of creatures to escape his refining.
He waved his hand to put away the blood river, but found that the evil energy had condensed into substance, forming a blood-colored sword body in front of him.
"Sword evil!"
Yuan Futu raised his brows, but he didn't expect that he could condense a Dao Sword Demon so quickly. However, speaking of which, there were at least dozens of creatures just now, and each of them had such evil energy that it was nothing if they could condense it into a Dao.
This sword evil is very powerful and full of filth. It can be used against earth-level immortal weapons, and it can be defiled in an instant and cannot be used again.
The attack power of Jiansha itself is also very powerful, much stronger than Dacheng's Nine Tribulations Sword. If it is attached with an immortal weapon and blessed with divine patterns, its power can be further enhanced.
This sword demon was originally refined by Yuan Futu, so he is not worried that his immortal weapon will be tainted, unless the immortal magic backfires and he completely loses control, leading to him going crazy.
"It seems that this method is feasible. I can completely use the environment here to practice "Blood Fiend" to a small degree. However, the biggest treasure is still in the Soul Palace. I think as long as I can condense about ten
If you have the sword evil spirit, you can go in and have a look, maybe there are some unexpected things inside."
Yuan Futu thought in his mind that anyway, Jinbao would not be able to leave seclusion until a year later. He could definitely practice here for a long time. He just needed to convey the news to Boss Kong and the others first so as not to worry too much. The previous cave-dwelling demon had also already
After being killed, the mission was successfully completed.
09Thinking in his mind, he took out the Taoist jade slip from the storage ring, poured the power of the silk soul into it, and then crushed it hard.