As soon as those few drops of blood entered the body, a strange feeling emerged from Jian Xiufen's body.
It is a powerful and chaotic force that is completely different from spiritual energy.
Although these eight ghosts were deceiving people in the name of gods, they were not deceptive. The few drops of blood swallowed by Jiang Li's clone were indeed guided from the corpse.
The Black Lotus Sect relied on the corpse of that powerful humanoid creature to start its business back then.
Only they themselves know whether the higher-ups within the sect really want to resurrect the corpse or have some other intention.
But after studying this corpse for who knows how many years, while they have a deeper understanding of it, they have also mastered some methods of stealing power from the corpse.
The murderous murals in the corridor, the blood that can confuse the aura, the weapons that can break the aura, and the few drops of crazy blood that can transform humans and inherit the power of chaos, all come from this.
And this kind of chaotic power seems to be irreconcilable enemies with the spiritual energy cultivation system. Let alone the Dazhong Mountain area, this kind of power has never been heard of even today or in the Jiuzhou Continent.
After eliminating all possibilities and speculations, they believed that this thing was probably not a creature from Kyushu.
The three words "Asura" were known to some Black Lotus Sect monks in their dreams after being affected by the power of corpses.
As for the meaning of the three words Asura, whether it is a name, a god, a race, or a world, they are not sure yet.
Jiang Li could feel that after drinking those few drops of blood, the impact of the dirty blood on the body's surface seemed to be much lighter.
He tried to use the Spirit Emerging Technique and carefully passed on another trace of spiritual energy.
Sure enough, the spiritual energy was no longer as completely out of control as before. He was about to mobilize that trace of spiritual energy to remove the dirty blood from his body first.
But just as the spiritual energy was extracted from the air sea, it encountered the chaotic forces that were running around inside his body.
boom!
The violent repulsive effect broke out instantly, and the intensity of the reaction was even more terrifying than when the body was contaminated by contaminated blood.
That trace of pure spiritual energy was quickly pushed out. The reaction of the spiritual energy was also very violent, and it was directly detonated! A moment later, a small blood hole was directly blown out of the clone's body surface.
Jiang Li was helpless. If he had more spiritual energy, his clone would be scrapped on the spot. It seems that the spiritual energy is of no use for the time being, so he still has to wait and see what happens.
In addition, it turns out that before eating this blood, you must clear your body of spiritual energy, otherwise you will directly seek death.
Wu Shi just smeared blood on his body probably to achieve this effect.
If the clone had not been stopped at that time, Jiang Li would probably have had a hard time finding out the true use of these drops of blood on his own.
"I have drunk the blood, but I only have one body. Which of you will come in? If you don't decide, I will leave."
More and more chaotic power is pouring out of the body, and the clone's body is undergoing huge changes. Several huge bulges appear in various parts of the body, and they are moving and rolling quickly under his skin.
The skeletal muscles and internal organs all over his body were being reorganized. This process brought him pain that reached his mental limit, and his body was twitching involuntarily.
However, Jiang Li remained calm-faced. When talking to the eight evil ghosts, he did not look like a victim whose soul was about to be eaten.
It seemed like he was giving alms from above.
That's because Jiang Li and the parallel consciousness have a division of labor. The first parallel consciousness bears the pain, while he controls the body.
Jiang Li controlled the clone to make a fist, and the tight fist told him that his weak body was being filled with another force.
That chaotic power is constantly expanding rapidly. Although it is still unfamiliar, it is better than nothing. If this trend continues, it won't be long before he can use this power to directly kill these eight evil ghosts.
However, these eight guys had a conflict.
"This person is mine. When I get out, I will definitely find another sacrifice to save you!"
One of the evil spirits was so excited that it was about to rush into the clone's body, but it was blocked by several other groups of black mist.
"Wait a minute, this person can't give it to you!"
"What do you want to do! Get out of the way! I am the priest! You all have to listen to me!"
"Priest? The divine religion has been destroyed, and we are all dead! And they are using their identity as priests to oppress us!"
"What we promised was to let you seize that guy's body! But he's already dead! That's because you can't blame others for your misfortune!"
These eight evil ghosts started quarreling with each other. No one would give in, no matter what you said to me.
These eight ghosts have existed for a long time. By stealing the power of the corpses, the aura of the ghost bodies is quite good.
Moreover, there are monks in front of him, and they have certain magic abilities. It is hard to say how strong they are, but they should be stronger than Qin Shuman, and they can probably compete with the monks in the foundation building stage.
The strongest one among them is the bald and bearded ghost who calls himself a priest.
He used a tough attitude to seize the opportunity to possess Wu Shi. But that had already caused a lot of dissatisfaction.
Now that Wu Shi is dead, the chance is gone. It wants to seize Jiang Li's clone alone, but in this case, how can the other ghosts be willing.
The eight clouds of black mist were getting noisier and fiercer, but here Jiang Li had already stood up with the flying sword in hand, pulled off a piece of clean cloth from his body, and wiped the blood from the sword.
The weakened aura on the clone's body was recovering rapidly. As long as it returned to its original level, he would be certain to be able to deal with them.
"Since you can't decide, why not ask the parties involved for their opinions?"
But instead of secretly gathering strength, Jiang Li reminded them to stop fighting among themselves because there was still a big living person here.
The eight ghosts that were biting each other sensed the threat and finally came to their senses. They stopped biting the same kind and stared directly at the sword cultivator clone.
Jiang Li was not familiar with the power that was still surging randomly, so it was impossible to hide it. They could clearly feel that if it was delayed any longer, the identity of both the hunter and the prey might change.
No matter how bad the relationship between them is, they are not willing to let the cooked duck fly away. If the sword cultivator regains his strength and runs away, and then summons the sword cultivators from the Shushan brigade, they will be really unlucky.
Even the Black Lotus Sect in its heyday was wiped out by the righteous path led by Shushan. How could the few remaining ghosts still have a chance to survive?
"Sword cultivators from Shushan may be able to sustain it."
"Then let's go together, each according to his own ability!"
Being reminded by Jiang Li, they quickly reached a consensus to eat Jiang Li's soul first and then see if they could stuff all eight ghosts into one person's body.
As he said that, eight masses of black mist entangled each other and rushed into the sword cultivator's clone's body. Then they sharpened their heads and crazily penetrated into the clone's sea of consciousness.
Shushan Sword Cultivator's consciousness space is the purest, almost pure white at first glance.
Only in the middle was a red flying sword wrapped in fire, with a small wine bottle hanging on the hilt.
Eight evil ghosts appeared forcefully wrapped in black mist.
Under the rolling black mist, there was a fierce force.
Although they were a little afraid when they saw the flying sword in the spiritual space.
But without the support of spiritual energy, monks will be at a serious disadvantage even in purely spiritual confrontations.
What's more, they are still eight against one, fighting in the spiritual space, which is a specialty of ghosts.
Therefore, they never worried about failure from beginning to end.
"Don't go too far. If you destroy the sea of consciousness, everyone will be in vain."
These eight evil ghosts were originally transformed by the souls of monks from the Black Lotus Sect. They may be more powerful than ordinary ghosts, but they are also limited.
Being able to go through a long period of time without dying without the nourishment of Yin Qi relies entirely on that corpse.
But if you rely too much on one thing, you will inevitably be limited by it.
So much so that in the end, they were unable to leave the scope of the chaotic power of the corpse, not even the stone room.
It is precisely because of this that even if they want to take possession of their bodies and leave, they must have a physical body with the power of chaos to provide the power to maintain their souls.
This is why they did not seize Wu Shi immediately. Instead, they used the power they drew to continuously strengthen the opponent's body and prepare to transform it in the end.
And those blood sacrifice rituals are a means to help accelerate the extraction of the power of the corpse.
Now that Wu Shi is dead, all their hopes fall on Jiang Li.
Eight clouds of black mist dispersed in the spiritual world to find the location of the sword cultivator's consciousness. The thick black mist spread and began to erode the spiritual world.
If the clone doesn't turn into a fool, it will definitely be forced to fight.
However, at such a critical moment, the corners of Jiang Li's mouth curled up. A cold flame with a faint green color in the darkness suddenly fell from the sky.
The black flame hit the spreading black mist, and the black mist was like a marshmallow touching water. Under the cold flame, a large area was burned away.
The cold flames of the ghost lamp flew to a certain distance and then stopped speed, then returned on the same path, calmly flying back to Jiang Li's back and spinning slowly.
Jiang Li, who had been waiting impatiently in the spiritual world for a long time, stretched out his hand and pointed downwards. Nine groups of ghost lamps and cold flames floating behind him were like a barrage of cannons shooting at the black mist below and the few people hidden in the black mist.
Just an evil ghost.
Nine large holes were burned out in an instant above the large piece of ghostly black mist.
And three cold flames directly hit three of the evil ghosts, igniting them instantly.
Jiang Li has not tested how strong the ghost lamp and cold flame can restrain ghosts, but once the soul is touched by this kind of flame, there will most likely not be any good outcome.
The three evil ghosts howled in the air and turned into a ball of fire. It didn't take much effort to be completely burned by the cold flames of the ghost lamp. After all the energy was absorbed by the three balls of ghost fire, they automatically flew back behind Jiang Li and continued slowly.
Spin.
"If you dare to come to my spiritual world to cause trouble, I'm afraid you won't live long."
Jiang Li curled his lips, even a few ghosts dared to take away his clone.
Another huge sword light flew out from bottom to top, easily splitting the black mist completely from the middle!
Just as it happened, an unlucky evil ghost was right where the sword light passed, and was instantly turned into ashes by the slash of the sword's heart.
The remaining four ghosts were stunned. This... what is going on? Just now, I was sure of everything, but in the blink of an eye, half of my ghosts were gone?
No matter what the situation is, run away!
There is Jiang Li in the sky carrying the cold flame of a ghost lamp, and there is a parallel consciousness on the ground carrying a sword and a light sword. The four ghosts can only rush towards the boundary of the sea of consciousness where they invaded.
However, when they turned back and tried to escape, a huge inverted ancient tree had already blocked them in front of them.
The Nine Nether Clone is also a thing that restrains the souls of ghosts until they have no friends. Countless roots, like flexible snakes, bound and entangled the remaining four ghosts.
What was supposed to be a sure-win move turned around in an instant.
The eight ghosts didn't even have any room to resist, and they all rushed into the street.
Once upon a time, the Sword Cultivator's Sword Heart Slash was still Jiang Li's ultimate ace on the spiritual level.
But now, in the spiritual battle, the sword cultivator's clone is already the worst one.
Let Jiuyou's clone take away the remaining four ghosts and try to search the memory.
The sword cultivator's clone slowly opened his eyes. In this stone room, he was the only one left, and the huge figure still sitting in the center of the stone room.
The clone tried to look up and see that he was being transformed by the special blood. Sure enough, he did not suffer from dizziness this time.
Jiang Li finally saw the corpse known as Shura God for the first time.
This corpse, sitting on a skeletal throne, was about ten meters tall.
Jiang Li had seen many giant beasts, and he should have been accustomed to them. But at this moment, his mind was shaken, and his unsatisfactory heart began to beat very fast.
Even though he was thousands of miles away, the dragon blood in his body was still stimulated and boiled automatically.
That kind of shock does not come from the body shape, but from the instinctive hostility and fear.
This corpse seems to be the natural enemy of mankind.
Just like what was glimpsed from the corner of the eye just now, the body's skin is purple. If you look closely, you can also find some strange lines spreading on the surface of the purple skin.
The three heads were lying there as if they were asleep. Their faces were ugly and ferocious, with black hair and horns growing on their foreheads. Even though they had been dead for who knows how many years, you could still feel it from their faces when you saw them.
to a kind of anger.
Below, on the super burly body, there are six arms, each arm is as thick as a pillar. The kind of power that can be easily suppressed with just one hand when the opponent is alive.
Own.
"God Shura? Or is he just a dead Asura?"
Although this thing is indeed stronger, Jiang Li always feels that it should not be at the level of an immortal or a Buddha.
If you think about it carefully, that kind of chaotic power is indeed strange, difficult and powerful. But more importantly, it is just special, and its power itself is not much more advanced than aura.
In this regard, the sword cultivator clone who drank those few drops of blood still has a certain say.
Jiang Li couldn't guess how powerful the Immortal Buddha was. But in today's world of immortal cultivation, the spiritual energy of the monks will be greatly improved every time they advance to a higher level.
If it were the remaining power of immortals, Buddhas and gods, it wouldn't be so broken.
Jiang Li controlled his clone to approach the corpse, but as soon as he stepped onto the stone platform, the chaotic power that had gradually stabilized suddenly began to go berserk again!