The blood shadow instantly appeared in front of Long Xiaoshan and punched him.
The boxing style is accompanied by bursts of pungent fishy smell, which is extremely domineering.
Long Xiaoshan didn't hesitate and punched him.
Bang!
He took seven or eight steps back before he could stand firm. His arms were extremely sore and numb. Long Xiaoshan's eyes shrank. Although he was in a normal state just now and did not use the Blood Demon Sutra, he also used his true energy, which was comparable to the eighth level Great Spirit.
Master, he actually couldn't defeat a blood shadow condensed with evil energy.
call!
As soon as he thought about it, the blood shadow rushed over again.
Ling Long Xiaoshan no longer hesitated, and immediately drew out the Tiger Soul Saber and slashed at it, Chi!
The blood shadow froze in mid-air, and suddenly a golden thread appeared on its body, and then split open, turning into a large amount of bloody evil energy.
"Um?"
Ancestor Guiming paused for a moment, a dark light flashing in his eyes.
After he released the blood shadow just now, he put his hands behind his back and looked calm, because this blood shadow was not transformed by a simple blood evil, but a magic skill that was created by heaven. According to legend, it came from the ancient Styx Ancestor and refined it.
He drank countless amounts of blood to form his external incarnation, known as the Blood God Son.
Although it is completely incomparable to the legendary Styx Ancestor’s 480 million Blood God Son clones.
But back then it was also the existence of the powerful Hidden Sect.
The Yinmen sect was filled with rumors, and Patriarch Guiming even boasted that he was the best in the world of ghosts. He had gathered most of the demon sect forces in China, and even Kunlun, the number one Taoist sect, ignored him. As a result, he became a big fan.
Finally, it was besieged by Kunlun, Tianshi Dao and other Taoist sects.
Trapped by Kunlun's Four Ultimate Sword Formation.
If it weren't for the Blood God Son that he cultivated with his life, blocking most of the power of the Four Ultimate Sword Formation, and a ray of residual soul escaping, he would have been completely destroyed by the Four Ultimate Sword Formation.
A remnant soul of Ancestor Guiming fled back to Zhongzhou and took the corpse of a prince's son who died young in this ancient tomb to practice.
It had not seen the light of day for hundreds of years, and now it has just returned to the world.
Seeing the re-condensed Blood God Son, he was cut open by Long Xiaoshan with a single knife.
Although it can be seen that the magic weapon in Long Xiaoshan's hand is unusual.
Ancestor Guiming's face was still a bit gloomy. Although the Blood God Son, who had been rebuilt for hundreds of years, had refined the blood of thousands of people for hundreds of years, he still did not dare to make a big show of it and attract the attention of Kunlun and other Taoist sects.
The blood that was refined was mostly ordinary people. This condensed Blood God Son was much different from the Blood God Son who helped him block the Four Ultimate Sword Arrays back then.
The anger in my heart towards the old men of Dao Sect surged into my heart again.
When he completes the repairs, sooner or later he will kill Kunlun, Longhushan and other Taoist sects until rivers of blood flow, and no chickens or dogs will be left behind.
The dim light beat violently several times.
Ancestor Guiming remained calm.
Even though the power of the Blood God Son was far behind that of when it was at its peak, it was still not something that a mere junior at the prefecture level could kill. It was just that it took a lot of trouble to subdue a junior, which made him a little annoyed.
The split blood god son turned into two blood shadows in an instant, with the same size and the same breath.
Whoosh!
The two Blood God Sons attacked Long Xiaoshan extremely quickly.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes shrank, and he slashed open the blood shadow. Instead of weakening the blood shadow's aura, it actually caused them to split. After they were divided, they were no weaker than the aura of the blood shadow just now.
What the hell is this.
Long Xiaoshan didn't have time to think too much. The speed of the Blood God Son was too fast, and he couldn't let his mind wander even a little bit.
The Tiger Soul Sword instantly swung out a red blade light.
Wrap him all over.
Bang Bang!
Blood shadow continued to hit the Longshan Mountain from all directions and moved Long Xiaoshan to move continuously. Although the tiger sword has the power of flame burning, the blood shadow is not afraid.
Long Xiaoshan was forced to retreat.
In the blink of an eye, Long Xiaoshan was forced to the corner.
There is no way to retreat again.
Of course, Long Xiaoshan still has Zhenyuan, but Zhenyuan is the core card at the bottom of his box.
Even if he uses it, it can't be now.
Because the young people of the golden robe still stood there without moving, but the blood shadow he exhibited forced his core card, how would you still play?
The divine power in the acupoint was exhausted when dealing with the black knife, so it is not possible to expect the Blood Demon Scripture.
Long Xiaoshan suddenly remembered a magical power.
It was obtained from the old monk of Wu Dao that year. Although it was the incomplete exercises, it was supreme supernatural power. However, because he condensed the second Yuan Shen soul, he had not succeeded in cultivation until his soul recovered.
Against the flower.
Only a new understanding of this supernatural power.
Although it has not been used once.
But now he has to try it.
Long Xiaoshan suddenly accepted the knife, closed his eyes, and squeezed a solemn method of treasure.
The moment the knife light disappeared, the blood god was still stunned. Obviously, he did not respond to how Long Xiaoshan suddenly gave up his resistance, but in a blink of an eye, he reacted and turned into two blood lines to kill.
Long Xiaoshan suddenly bloomed with a golden light, like the reincarnation of the Buddhist monks in the Buddha, and the golden light came out, which actually slowed down the speed of the two blood gods.
The Buddha is not two.
The restraint of the Buddhist skills on the blood god is obviously better than the door.
Even ghosts were shocked.
The blood god is the outer incarnation of his life, and was illuminated by the light of the Buddha, making the ghosts feel uncomfortable. It seems that the clothes were shown in the sky in the sky.
"Damn, why is this guy still a Buddhist cultivation?" Ghost's eyes risen, and as Mo Men was born with disgust with the Buddha.
But he is the big devil of Hidden Gate hundreds of years ago.
It is not the kind of magic repair with a small trouble, let alone a small Buddhist cultivation in Long Xiaoshan, or the guru of Zen and Tantra. He did not kill it that year.
Ghost's eyes rushed in the eyes of the ghost, and the two blood gods suddenly became one, expanded, and became a blood demon with a tall height of the head and two corners.
Long Xiaoshan is born in flat.
The big feet flumped down, and the ground moved the mountains, like Taishan's top.
The golden light of the Buddhist gate cannot block the violent power of this blood demon, and the breath of evil is constantly melting.
Step on the head of Long Xiaoshan with large blood -colored big feet.
Suddenly there.
A golden palm held the blood demon's feet, making him unable to enter.
On the top of Long Xiaoshan, a golden Luo Han emerged. Unlike the gods of the soul world, Luo Han Ning is so substantial that you can see even the naked eye.
Luo Han's ears shoulder, King Kong anger.
The palm of the blood demon's big feet flickered together, grabbed the blood and throwing it on the ground, throwing it left and right four or five times, and the ground collapsed several huge potholes.
Bang!
The huge body of the blood magic was broken into a large amount of blood mist, rolled back, returned to the side of Guiming, and once again condensed a blood shadow.
"Fa Phase!"
The ghost was shocked and looked at the demon Luohan on the head of Long Xiaoshan.