As time passed, the riots on the north bank of the Zangxuan River expanded again, sweeping across the entire territory. The situation was much more miserable than in the south.
Demonic disasters occurred frequently, plundering everywhere. Even three capitals were attacked by demonic cultivators.
Like Yunshui Tiangong and Fenglinxue Pavilion, the two major sects on the north coast have been forced to stick to the mountain gate.
Both of these two families had fought battles with demonic monks, but both were defeated and defeated. The number of golden elixir monks they lost totaled thirty.
During that time, Zhuang Wudao was on the south bank, and almost every few days, he could sense the fluctuations of Qi caused by the death of the Golden Core cultivator.
The area on the north bank of Zangxuan is not as vast as the area in the south, but it is much more prosperous. Yunshui Tiangong and Fenglinxue Pavilion are only the strongest two, but in fact their overall strength is similar to that of Jiangnan, only slightly inferior.
However, compared to the three demonic sects, their strength is much lower, and there is no large sect like Lichen Sect that can unite all forces to take charge. Each of them fights independently, and there are a lot of casualties every day.
There are even several soul demon cultivators who, despite the dissuasion of the Moyan Sect, are preparing for a blood sacrifice ceremony in the south to transform the demonic soil. Among them, the Three Immortals of the Red Spirit are among them.
This move also triggered panic throughout the south. In just one month, four more Yuanshen monks joined the Lichen camp on the south bank.
At this time, it is already extremely far away from 10,000 years ago, when the demonic cultivators were plundering. The monks who grew up in this era have no idea of the terror and madness of that era 10,000 years ago.
It wasn't until those shocking murders on the north bank of the Zangxuan River that people truly realized the dangers of these demonic cultivators.
The sects on the north bank are also contacting the Lichen Sect and trying their best to hinder the transformation of the Demonic Land. Even the Lei family and the Lin family further north are also more vigilant. Several Yuanshen monks have gone south to join forces with the Tongdao Sect.
Xiu, threatening the demon Xiu's flank, as a warning.
At this time, while the three demon sects were plundering the north bank, they were also surrounded by enemies on all sides, and their lives were not easy either.
In the ninth month, the sect leaders of the three demon sects jointly issued a declaration of war against Li Chen. They agreed that the Yuanshen monks from both sides would fight for a decisive battle on the Zangxuan River.
However, this war note was torn into shreds by Master Jiefa on the spot. This move made Huang Han, Gu Hesan and others breathe a sigh of relief. If the enemy can be defeated in a safe way, who is willing to fight with Tibetan people?
A deadly battle with those demonic monks on the Xuan Dajiang River?
Yuanshen monks are all tough-minded people, and there are few who are greedy for life and afraid of death. However, everyone has things that they can't let go of. It is not easy to die generously.
Only two people, Rulu and Zhenjing Sanren, always regarded Lichen as their leader. When Master Jiefa tore up the letter of war, he did not feel happy, but frowned.
Zhuang Wudao knew that Li Chen would fight to the death with this demonic cultivator no matter what. Not only to establish his prestige in the world, but also to avoid future troubles. Otherwise, there would be that seventh-level Yin demon Xue Kui.
Now, with these demonic cultivators spying on him all the time, Lichen doesn't know how long he will have a headache. Only by severely injuring him once can he solve these troubles.
The reason why Master Jiefa tore up the letter of war was simply because he had not yet completely driven those demonic cultivators to the edge. He had not yet weakened the several forces on the north bank to the point where they could no longer fight with Lichen.
Ru Lu and Zhen Jing Sanren didn't know, they only saw that Li Chen needed a big battle to solve all the troubles. They thought that Master Ji Fa was afraid of fighting, so they felt it was inappropriate.
Another half month later, Bu Xuanqing saw that the battle failed, and dispersed the demonic cultivators gathered in the north. Only ten Yuanshen monks and dozens of golden elixirs were left, stationed on the north bank of the Jiangnan Dao Palace.
, to lure Lichen’s side to come over for a decisive battle.
However, Master Jiefa still ignored him. The Ziwu Xuanyang ship remained motionless, hanging 50,000 feet high in the sky, controlling the entire south of the river and millions of miles around.
Another thing that made Zhuang Wudao happy was that at the end of July, when the demon cultivators in the north forced Yunshui Tiangong to close its doors, Mo Ling woke up from his deep sleep as scheduled and entered the third level.
.The feathers all over the body molted, and the new black feathers grew, which were as hard as iron.
Zhuang Wudao once tried to fight with this three-legged dark crow. The result was that even if he used 70% of his strength, he could only slightly suppress the power of the ink spirit. It would take four to five hundred people to join forces to win. This is
What happened surprised him inexplicably. At this time, the Mo Ling could truly show the power of the divine beast. In general, in the early stage of Yuan Shen, the Mo Ling could surpass the level to compete.
With another capable person beside him, the balance of victory and defeat once again tilted towards the Lichen Sect. Zhuang Wudao finally let go and temporarily left the Xuanyang ship with Zhuang Xiaohu to prepare to leave the Lichen Mountain this time.
The second blood sacrifice after that.
The preparations this time were not as rich as the last time. There was not even a golden elixir-level sacrifice, but only a dozen or so bloodthirsty second-level monsters and five foundation-building realms were caught.
The magic cultivator.
But the focus this time is not on these sacrifices, but on the bottle of the Demon Lord's blood.
The red jade blood bottle obtained from Du Shenyu has two layers: an inner and an outer layer. The outer layer is composed of dozens of fourth-level wound pills, Qingyuhuadan, which are also considered precious items. Each one is worth the same as one.
A fourth-level Yuan Yuan Stone. But this is just a cover-up. The inner layer of the single bottle is the blood essence of the Demon Lord.
What is wrapped in the essence and blood is the spiritual thought of the founder of the Moyan Sect in this world, the Blood Taoist.
Zhuang Wudao once thought of opening the inner layer to see what was going on with the demon lord's essence and blood.
However, he was stopped by the sword spirit, who said that those demon cultivators have the clearest and most sensitive responses to the gods and demons enshrined by them. Even the essence and blood can trigger their body responses.
If there is no special method to suppress the energy of the devil's essence and blood, it is best not to act rashly.
So during this blood sacrifice, Zhuang Wudao didn't even open the bottle cap, but just placed it in front of the Blood Shield Altar.
As the two of them recited the Sutra of Infinite Equality, the huge and familiar idea came to them instantly and attached itself to the statue.
In just one moment, the blood of all the sacrifices around the altar was completely swallowed up. However, the hunger and thirst of the thought did not subside, and instead began to become furious. The anger rushed towards him and Zhuang like a wave.
The two people from Xiaohu rushed towards each other, and the situation was endless.
Zhuang Wudao struggled to hold on, knowing that this King Abiping was extremely dissatisfied. The consumption and price of this coming of thoughts far exceeded the sacrifices he had made.
This was not his first blood sacrifice. At that time, King Abiping only had a tiny ray of divine consciousness here. But at this moment, what is attached to the statue is already the level of the incarnation of divine consciousness.
.The more spiritual thoughts come, the higher the consumption will naturally be.
He was pretty good and could withstand it. Zhuang Xiaohu was even more affected by the demon. He was already covered in cold sweat, and black flames were burning all over his body. This woman's character has improved greatly, and she didn't even let out a wailing sound. She bit her tightly.
He tried his best to bear it until the thought of King Abiping came into contact with the blood jade vial.
The raging waves of spiritual thoughts immediately receded like a tide, completely covering the blood jade vial.
Then Zhuang Wudao actually heard with his own ears the sound of laughter coming from within the statue of the Blood Shield.
Then the next moment, the blood jade vial shattered with a 'canopy' sound. Three drops of golden blood essence appeared inside, as well as a humanoid soul, with a look of confusion, confusion and panic on his face.
Zhuang Wudao knew clearly in his heart that this was probably the soul left by the blood Taoist. As a monk in the Void Realm, a single thought can shake the mountains and rivers, causing the void to sway continuously.
However, before this blood connection could be reacted, the idol on the Blood Shield shot out a beam of blood, shattering the soul of the Void Realm into pieces. Then the shattered soul fragments, and three drops
The golden demon lord essence and blood was gradually dragged in the direction of the blood shield.
The remnant soul of the blood-related Taoist had no power to resist. The three drops of blood essence suddenly began to struggle the moment they approached the blood shield. They shook violently and even transformed into the shape of a human or beast, trying to attack outwards.
And go.
However, many red beams of light were projected at the same time, as if they turned into chains, pulling and trapping the three beasts of essence and blood.
Between the two, it was like a tug-of-war, competing for strength that shook the mountains and the earth.
Fortunately, Zhuang Wudao was extremely careful this time and chose a place 60,000 miles away from the Ziwu Xuanyang ship, in a deep mountain and old forest.
He was also worried about the Lichen Formation that had covered the entire south bank area at this time. He spent a huge amount of money to set up an array comparable to the positive and negative two-dimensional array to shield the outside world.
If this continues, the reaction of Yuanli here will sooner or later alarm the Ziwu Xuanyang Ship and the nearby Lichen monks.
What's even more strange is that these three drops of demon lord's essence and blood are just essence and blood, but they contain power that is comparable to that of practicing virtual reality or even the Taoist realm.
How virtuous and capable is the blood-related Taoist to be able to subdue him? It becomes a talisman that prevents him from being dragged and captured by the demon lord and transformed into a demonic insect.
Fortunately, the movement only lasted for a moment, and there was a result. A bloody vortex suddenly opened above the statue, and then like a huge mouth, it suddenly swallowed up all three drops of golden blood.
Got in.
However, there was also a violent reaction on the statue, with constant distortion and vibration, and even a few cracks appeared on the outer layer. It seemed that there was some indigestion, and swallowing this essence and blood was beyond the ability of this statue.
Otherwise, the statue cannot bear it.
It took a long time for the Blood Shield to stabilize again, and the cracks were restored to their original state.
What followed was a long period of silence. It wasn't until Zhuang Xiaohu couldn't bear it any longer and raised his head and cast doubtful eyes on Zhuang Wudao that a majestic voice came from the statue.
"Demon Cang Mang? You are very good. What are you going to ask for this time? I allow you to tell yourself——"
The voice was intermittent, and it seemed that it was extremely difficult to convey the words, but it was also so majestic that it made people feel awe.
Zhuang Wudao and Zhuang Xiaohu were both shocked and looked at the statue at the same time. In the previous blood sacrifices, they could only feel a few vague thoughts of the demon lord.
This is the first time for me to have a direct conversation with this demon lord who has been at the level of Immortal King since he was young.