The blood shadow appeared in front of Long Xiaoshan in an instant and punched him.
The fist wind is accompanied by a pungent fishy smell, which is extremely domineering.
Long Xiaoshan punched him without hesitation.
Bang!
He stepped back seven or eight steps before he stood firm. His arms were extremely sore and numb. Long Xiaoshan's eyes shrank. Although he was in normal condition just now, he did not use the Blood Demon Sutra, but his true energy was also used, comparable to the eighth-level great spirit master, and he could not defeat a blood shadow condensed by evil energy.
call!
With thoughts, blood shadow pounced on him again.
Let Long Xiaoshan stop hesitating and immediately draw out the tiger soul sword and slash it over, chi!
The blood shadow staggered in the air, and suddenly a golden line appeared on his body, which then cracked and turned into a large amount of blood evil energy.
"Um?"
The Ghost and Ming Ancestor paused for a moment, and his eyes were filled with glimmer of light.
He just released the bleeding shadow, and then he carried his hands on his back, looking calm, because this blood shadow was not transformed by a simple blood evil spirit, but a magical skill that seized the heavens. It is said that it came from the ancient Ancestor of the Styx, who refined countless blood and formed an external incarnation, known as the Son of the Blood God.
Although it is completely incomparable to the clone of the 480 million blood god sons of the Patriarch of the Styx.
But it was also the existence of the Seismic Hidden Sect back then.
The Hidden Sect was so angry that the ancestor of Guiming even claimed to be the best in the world in the ghost realm. He gathered most of the demon sect forces in China, and even Kunlun, the best in the Taoist sect, was not taken seriously. As a result, the tree attracted the wind.
Finally, it attracted siege from Kunlun and Tianshidao.
Trapped by Kunlun's Four Sword Formation.
If it weren't for the Blood God Son who had used his life to practice, blocking most of the power of the Four Sword Formation and a wisp of residual soul escaped, he would have been destroyed by the Four Sword Formation.
The Ghost and Ming Ancestor escaped back to Zhongzhou and seized the body of a young prince who died early in the ancient tomb to practice.
The light of day has not been seen for hundreds of years, and now I have returned to the world.
Seeing that the recondensed Blood God Son was actually cut open by Long Xiaoshan with a knife.
Although it was obvious that the magic weapon in Long Xiaoshan's hand was extraordinary.
The face of the Ghost Underworld Ancestor was still a little gloomy. Although the Blood God Son, who had been rebuilt for hundreds of years, has refined the blood of thousands of people over the past few hundred years, he did not dare to make a big fuss and attract the attention of the Taoist sects such as Kunlun.
Most of the blood refined are ordinary people. The condensed Blood God Son is much different from the Blood God Son who helped him block the Four Sword Formation back then.
The anger towards the old men of Taoist sect surged in my heart again.
When he recovers all his restoration, sooner or later he will kill Kunlun, Longhushan and other Taoist sects to make blood flow into a river, and no chicken or dog will be left behind.
The faint light jumped violently for a few times.
The Ghost and Nether Ancestor was still calm.
Although the power of the Blood God Son was 100,800 miles away from that time, it was not something that a mere land level junior could kill. It would take several troubles to subdue a junior, which made him a little annoyed.
The split Blood God Son instantly turned into two blood shadows, the same size and aura.
Swish!
Two blood god sons attacked Long Xiaoshan with great speed.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes shrank, and he cut open the Blood Shadow. Not only did he not weaken the Blood Shadow's breath, but instead made them split. After they split, they were no weaker than the breath of a Blood Shadow just now.
What the hell is this?
Long Xiaoshan didn't have time to think too much. The Blood God Son was too fast and he couldn't be distracted.
The Tiger Soul Knife instantly swung a red sword light.
Wrap him all over.
Bang bang bang bang!
Blood Shadow kept crashing into Long Xiaoshan from all directions, knocking Long Xiaoshan continuously and moving. Although the Tiger Soul Knife had the power of burning flames, Blood Shadow was not afraid of it.
Long Xiaoshan was forced to retreat step by step.
The ancient tomb is not big, and in a blink of an eye, Long Xiaoshan was forced into a corner.
There is no way out if you retreat.
Of course, Long Xiaoshan still has true energy, but true energy is his trump card.
Even if he uses it, he can't be the present.
Because the young man in the golden robe was still standing there and didn't move, but the blood shadow he used forced his trump card out. How could he play later?
The magical power in the acupoint was exhausted just when dealing with the Black Nightmare Sword, so it would be impossible to count on the Blood Demon Sutra.
Long Xiaoshan suddenly remembered a magical power.
It was obtained from the prayer wheel turner of the old monk Wudao back then. Although it was a broken technique, it was a supreme magical power. However, at that time, he had not practiced successfully because of his second soul and soul being incomplete. Until his soul recovered and his divine flowers were condensed.
Only then did I have a new understanding of this magical power.
Although not used once.
But now he has to try it.
Long Xiaoshan suddenly put away his knife, closed his eyes, and pinched a solemn magic trick of treasure appearance.
The moment the sword light disappeared, the Blood God Son was stunned for a moment. It was obvious that he had not reacted to why Long Xiaoshan suddenly gave up resisting, but in a blink of an eye, he reacted and turned into two blood lines to slaughter him.
Golden light suddenly burst out from Long Xiaoshan's body, just like the reincarnation of a Buddhist monk. The golden light radiated out, which actually slowed down the speed of the two blood god sons and made a squeaking sound, which seemed to be extremely uncomfortable.
Buddha and demons are incompatible.
The Buddhist practices are obviously more effective than the Taoist sect in the way of the Blood God Son.
Even Gui Ming was shocked.
The Blood God Son is the external incarnation of his life-cultivation. He was shining by the Buddha's light, which made Gui Ming feel very uncomfortable, as if he was stripped naked during the dog days and sunny under the scorching sun.
"Damn it, why is this guy still a Buddhist practitioner?" Gui Ming's eyes were inflamed, and as a demon sect, he was born with disgust for Buddhism.
But he was the big devil of the Hidden Sect hundreds of years ago.
He is not the kind of demon cultivator who makes small fuss. Not to mention a small Buddhist practitioner in Long Xiaoshan, he is a master of Zen and Tantric Buddhism. He has never killed him back then.
The faint light emerged in Guiming's eyes, and the two blood gods suddenly merged into one, swelling, turning into a blood demon with two horns on his head and a height of several feet. He stepped on it with one foot, trying to flatten Long Xiaoshan.
The big feet slammed down, the earth was shaking, like Mount Tai was pressing against the top.
The golden light of Buddhism could not block the violent power of the blood demon, and the most evil aura was constantly melted.
The blood-colored foot, as big as a millstone, stepped on the top of Long Xiaoshan's head.
Suddenly I was there.
A golden palm held the Blood Demon's big feet, making him unable to make progress.
Above Long Xiaoshan, a golden arhat appeared. Unlike the gods in the soul world, this arhat is as solid as the essence, and can even see the mortal fetus with naked eyes.
The arhat's ears are hung on his shoulders, and the Vajra's eyes are angry.
The palm that held the blood demon's big feet suddenly closed, grabbed the blood demon and threw it hard on the ground, and threw it four or five times, and several huge holes collapsed on the ground.
Bang!
The huge body of the Blood Demon shattered into a large amount of blood mist, rolled back quickly, returned to Gui Ming's side, and condensed a blood shadow again.
"Dharma!"
Gui Ming was shocked and looked at the demon-subduing Arhat above Long Xiaoshan.