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 480 million blood god son clones of the legendary Styx ancestor.
But back then it was also the existence of the powerful Hidden Sect.
The Yinmen sect was filled with rumblings of news, and Patriarch Guiming even claimed to be 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 body 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 bang!
The blood shadows kept hitting Long Xiaoshan from all directions, causing Long Xiaoshan to move continuously. Although the tiger sword had the burning power of flames, the blood shadows were not afraid.
Long Xiaoshan was forced to retreat step by step.
The ancient tomb was not big, and in the blink of an eye, Long Xiaoshan was forced into a corner.
There is no way out anymore.
Of course, Long Xiaoshan still has true essence, but true essence is his trump card.
Even if he uses it, it can't be now.
Because the young man in gold robe was still standing there without moving, but the blood shadow he used forced out his trump card, so how could he fight later?
The magical power in the acupuncture points was exhausted when dealing with the Black Nightmare Sword, so it was impossible to rely on the Blood Demon Sutra.
Long Xiaoshan suddenly remembered a magical power.
He got it from the old monk who turned the prayer wheel back then. Although it was a incomplete skill, it was a supreme magical power. However, at that time, because of the incompleteness of his soul in condensing the second soul, he never succeeded in practicing it until his soul recovered.
The divine flower was condensed.
Only then did I gain a new understanding of this magical power.
Even though it has not been used once.
But now he had to try it.
Long Xiaoshan suddenly put away his sword, closed his eyes, and made a solemn magic formula.
The moment the sword light disappeared, the Blood God Son was stunned for a moment. Apparently he didn't realize why Long Xiaoshan suddenly gave up resistance, but he reacted in the blink of an eye and turned into two lines of blood to attack him.
Rays of golden light suddenly bloomed from Long Xiaoshan's body, just like the reincarnation of a Buddhist monk. The golden light radiated and actually slowed down the two Blood God Sons, making a squeaking sound, which seemed to be extremely uncomfortable.
Buddha and demon are incompatible.
The Buddhist Kung Fu's restraint effect on the Son of the Blood God is obviously better than that of the Taoist Kung Fu.
Even Gui Ming was shocked.
The Son of the Blood God was the incarnation of his intertwined life and soul. Being illuminated by the Buddha's light made Gui Ming feel very uncomfortable, as if he had been stripped naked and left to dry in the hot sun during the dog days of summer.
"Damn it, why is this guy still a Buddhist?" Guiming's eyes were filled with anger. As a demon, he was born to hate Buddhism.
But he was the big devil of the Hidden Sect hundreds of years ago.
He is not the kind of demon cultivator who fights in small ways. Not to mention a small Buddhist cultivator in Long Xiaoshan, he is also a master of Zen and Tantric Buddhism. It is not like he has never killed anyone back then.
A dim light appeared in Guiming's eyes, and the two blood gods suddenly merged into one, swelled up, and turned into a blood demon several feet tall with two horns. With the golden light of Buddhism on Long Xiaoshan's body, he stepped down with one foot, trying to kill him.
Long Xiaoshan is trampled flat.
The big feet came crashing down, and the ground shook, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top.
Even the golden light of Buddhism could not block the violent power of this blood demon, and the most evil breath was constantly being dissolved.
The big bloody foot, as big as a millstone, stepped on the top of Long Xiaoshan's head.
Suddenly there was a pause.
A golden palm held the Blood Demon's big foot, preventing him from moving forward.
On the top of Long Xiaoshan, a golden Arhat emerged. Unlike the gods in the Soul World, this Arhat was solid and could even be seen by the naked eye.
Arhat's ears hang down from his shoulders, and his Vajra eyes are angry.
The palms holding the big feet of the Blood Demon suddenly closed together, grabbed the Blood Demon and threw it to the ground, shaking it left and right four or five times, causing the ground to collapse and create several huge holes.
Bang!
The blood demon's huge body shattered into a large amount of blood mist, rolled back at a very fast speed, returned to Gui Ming's side, and condensed into a blood shadow again.
"Dharma image!"
Guiming turned pale in shock and looked at the demon-conquering Arhat above Long Xiaoshan.
