Chapter five hundred and thirty seventh crucian carp crossing the river
Return to the City God's Hall.
Jiang Li and a group of other strong men were running on a huge vermilion pillar.
But the higher they go, the more powerful they are suppressed by the fire.
And that downward force is always dragging them.
After barely running up half the distance, everyone's speed slowed down a bit.
It's like hanging several large mountains behind you, and then using only your physical strength to climb up on the surface of a vertical and smooth pillar.
The originally elegant body movements gradually became unusable.
Some of them even had to stop from time to time and began to lie on their hands and knees on the surface of the pillar to take a rest.
You must know that they are top experts with three flowers gathered at the top and perfect cultivation of spirit, energy and spirit. They have been here for hundreds of thousands of years and have never felt what it feels like to be tired.
But at this moment, a red greasy liquid flowed down from the top of the pillar.
Jiang Li recognized it at a glance as blood, and it was mixed with very vicious resentment.
It is already extremely difficult to move on this pillar. If it is contaminated by this blood, there is no doubt that the situation will be even worse.
"careful!"
Jiang Li reacted immediately. A large amount of ice breath poured out from his palms, freezing the blood that had flowed to an inch in front of him.
However, due to the suppression in Chenghuang's space, most of the energy will dissipate quickly after leaving the body.
As a result, Jiang Li's cold air could not spread very far at all, and he had to maintain a large amount of cold air output at all times, otherwise the blood flowing down would immediately thaw and pour all over his head and face.
Looking upward, the upper part of the pillar, which was originally red, had been completely stained with blood.
More liquid continued to flow down from both sides of his body, and it wouldn't be long before the entire pillar was covered in a layer of sticky blood.
This makes the pillar, which was already difficult to climb, even more difficult.
And he could feel that the blood was corroding his released spiritual energy, which made the consumption of spiritual energy even greater.
The steps of several people were greatly slowed down by the blood. Every step forward required a large amount of spiritual energy to flush away the blood in front of them.
And the person who did all this is already standing in front of Jiang Li.
A folding fan was pointed towards him silently.
The folding fan intersected with the spurge, and Jiang Li's footsteps were pushed down several feet.
The fake blood king who had been standing on the long table disappeared at some point.
Appeared directly on this pillar, blocking their progress.
Jiang Li could feel that in his heyday, this fake blood king would have been far less powerful than him.
But at this moment, he was suppressed by the power of the City God, and there was also a force that wanted to pull him back to the ground all the time.
When fighting, it is naturally easy to suffer losses.
In a flash of lightning, the folding fan clashed with Jiang Li's spurge at high speed.
Jiang Li was hit one after another and kept retreating. But he kept waiting for the opportunity.
After a collision, the two sides regained distance.
"You are not the Blood King, please leave your name before you die."
Jiang Li, who seemed to be suppressed before, suddenly said.
Hearing Jiang Li's seemingly shameless words, the Fake Blood King was not angry. Instead, after thinking for a moment, he actually said his name.
"Your opponent is Luo Xian, captain of the Blood King's army guard..."
Before he could finish his words, his entire body was smashed to pieces by the Human Emperor's halberd.
Jiang Li just waited for five seconds and used the power of the status panel to eliminate the suppression of the City God's Palace.
In an instant, he burst out with power and easily smashed Luo Xian into pieces.
But the next moment, the suppressive power of the City God's Palace shrouded him again.
The feeling of falling again just after the strength has been restored, without even half a breath of rest, is really not a wonderful feeling.
After taking a few breaths, Jiang Li wanted to blow away the blood on the surface of the pillar and continue upward.
The exploding blood mist did not disappear, but floated back a distance and turned into a man.
Wearing the Blood King's crown, he looks exactly like the Blood King, and his whole body is made of blood. Isn't he the guy who was beaten to pieces by him just now?
The Fake Blood King smiled, seemingly satisfied with the stunned expression on Jiang Li's face.
"We meet again. Now your opponent is the Revenge Alliance, the Blood King's bodyguard, and Baidingdian!"
This fake blood king inexplicably changed his name and called himself Bai Ding Dian.
The folding fan in his hand also turned into a spear, and he swung the spear with determination and energy, and rushed forward.
Jiang Li could only wave his big halberd to resist.
But this time, what surprised him was that the power of the opponent's gun was unexpectedly weak.
He easily cut off the spear and struck it down with a halberd, splitting the roadblock into two halves again.
Jiang Li stared at each other carefully this time.
This fake blood king was cut into two sections on the left and right at once.
Jiang Li could clearly feel that a soul was shattered under his halberd.
Logically speaking, if his soul is scattered, he should be dead.
But the next moment, not far away, another identical bloody figure stood up again.
"You killed me again. Now your opponent is the Revenge Alliance, Blood King's personal guard, Shi Shen!"
This reunited blood man also looks like the blood king.
But the name changed again, and the weapons he used and his fighting style also changed.
The fake Blood King who called himself Shi Shen rushed up with a sledgehammer the size of a pumpkin.
This time the blood man's strength is obviously a step higher than before.
The power exerted when wielding the sledgehammer is enough to rival the average Earth Immortal powerhouse.
But the difference is that his body is far less powerful than the earthly immortal body.
After Jiang Li broke through the opponent's thirty-three hammer shadows, he slashed with a halberd and broke it into a bloody mess.
The same cry before being turned into ashes and smoke. As a practitioner of Jiuyou Dao Jing, Jiang Li couldn't even see this.
Then in less than a breath, the opponent appeared from behind Jiang Li again, this time the weapon in his hand was replaced by a long knife.
Speaking from the mouth.
"Your opponent now is the Blood King's personal guard, Nie Fei!"
Then he struck Jiang Li in the back with a knife.
However, this sword was unexpectedly weak and had no effect. Even Jiang Li's gown, which belonged to the female ugly demon king, was not able to be cut.
Then he was swept to pieces by Jiang Jiangli with a single blow.
As he continued to repeat this, Jiang Li began to feel frightened.
Although this fake blood king doesn't have a strong physique, he can be resurrected repeatedly as if he is completely unkillable, which makes it even more troublesome.
Jiang Li naturally didn't believe in evil at first, so he waved his halberd and kept killing the opponent.
The strength of the opponent seems to fluctuate, and the weapons used and fighting methods are also ever-changing.
The descendant of the Human Emperor used various other methods to kill the opponent hundreds of times, but every time this guy would be resurrected next to him as if nothing had happened, as if there was no limit at all.
If this continues without end, even Jiang Li, a perpetual motion machine, will have to cast a psychological shadow.
"Heir of the Human Emperor, how are you?"
"This guy! He's definitely not the Blood King."
"What kind of monster dares to show off in front of us!"
At this time, the adults from twelve other high-ranking priest families also gathered around.
They did not abandon Jiang Li and continue on their way.
Including Jiang Li, each of them was like a Super Saiyan, blowing away the blood flow with bursts of spiritual energy while surrounding the fake Blood Lord.
Maintaining the release of spiritual energy at all times, this can last for a long time for them at the Earth Immortal level.
However, the slowdown is indeed unavoidable.
"You still don't attract evildoers from the real situation!"
The dean of Mohen Academy gave a sharp shout, waved the ground-level brush in his hand, and used the magical power of ink with more than ten times the usual expenditure.
The word "sincerity" slowly flew to the bloody man's head while dissipating.
Before Mozi dissipated, he hurriedly smelled it.
"Monster! Where are you from?"
The counterfeit who looked like the Blood King glanced at the ink characters above his head and didn't resist. Instead, he just kept saying his name like "Reporting the Name of the Dish".
"My name is Zhao Erniu, from the Blood King's personal guard and from Chongzhou."
"My name is Bao Wenguang, a member of the Blood King's personal guard and a member of the Demon State."
"My name is Feng Yangyun, I am a member of the Blood King's personal guard, and I live in the City of Ten Thousand Poems."
"My name is Lu Song, a member of the Blood King's bodyguard, and I was born in the Golden Fields of Qili!"...
After being labeled with the word "sincerity", theoretically speaking, the other party should not be able to tell lies.
Even if there are strong people who can make up lies with the help of magical powers and ink words.
After telling a lie, the word "sincerity" above your head should automatically disappear.
But now it seems that what the other party said is clearly the truth.
Fortunately, except for Jiang Li, the other twelve people present are all well-informed old guys, and some hidden knowledge cannot hinder them.
"No one can stop the coming and going, neither birth nor destruction, neither emptiness nor non-appearance, dead fellow Taoist, immortal and poor Taoist!"
"Qimen magical power, the crucian carp crossing the river!"
"Haha, this magical power was given to the Blood King by Old Fu Long. I didn't expect that someone could actually practice it!"
An inexplicable light flashed in the eyes of an old man with a long beard among the twelve superior priests, and he revealed the details of the other party.
The so-called "crucian carp crossing the river" means treating practitioners as the river and accommodating others as the crucian carp.
There are countless big and small fish in the river. Everything falls into the river and only the fish die.
This is how a dead Taoist friend never dies and is a poor Taoist!
Theoretically speaking, as long as there are "enough fishes in the river" practitioners are almost impossible to kill!
"You call out their names. It should be the last memorial to those dead soldiers!"
"What about your own name?"
"Moves and weapons can deceive people, but eyes can't."
"From the beginning to the end, your eyes have not changed at all. The only one who has been controlling this body has been you."
"Don't you want to leave your name behind before you die?"
The Mo Zi on the head of the fake Blood King has dissipated. Thirteen strong men are preparing other means, including many magical powers.
They didn't believe that with all their strength, they couldn't defeat this god passing through the river!
"It turns out that it was the Taifu who was disrespectful and disrespectful to his face."
"Students have no names, and only those without names can practice such magical powers."
"If you insist, just call me student shadow."
The Shadow Blood King didn't panic at all when he was asked to use his methods. Obviously, it is not easy to restrain such magical powers.
The opponent is fully confident that they can hold them here until the real Blood King comes true.
"It is rumored that there is a shadow that looks exactly the same next to the Blood King."
"I've blocked the king's death one hundred and seven times! I guess that's you!"
No wonder, he looks so similar to the Blood King. The imitation is so lifelike.
It turns out that as early as five thousand years ago, this shadow was the substitute of the Blood King.
And he also used the god to pass through Jiang Zhicrucian to block many assassinations for the Blood King, making him the last one to survive among the last nine kings.
It's a pity that he couldn't escape in the end and was stabbed in the back by Taifu.
"According to my observation, there are at least a hundred thousand souls hidden in this body. If I use normal means, I will kill him a hundred thousand times!"
"That would be such a waste of time. If you can't kill it, seal it first!"
Naturally, several people also thought of this.
They all used their own methods and landed on the shadow surrounded by them.
Then, a big word "Feng" appeared above the Shadow Blood King's head.
Once the seal was formed, a terrifying suction force immediately erupted.
Draw everything from the Shadow Blood King into the ink characters.
And Jiang Li and others were assisting to prevent even the slightest thing from escaping from the Shadow Blood King.
The shadow that looked like the Blood King soon turned into a blood ball that was tightly attached to the ink characters.
Then, black ink infects the entire blood cells.
Eventually it turned into a small black ball and fell to the ground.
They can be sure that nothing escaped from the little ball just now.
But obviously, the Shadow Blood King's confidence cannot be solved by a simple seal.
A bloody palm picked up the bead, looked at it with interest, and then threw it away.
"Your current opponent is the Revenge Alliance, Blood King's personal guard, Wen Xun!"
What reappeared in front of everyone was still the shadow that looked like the Blood King.
On this pillar full of blood, it was extremely difficult for everyone to climb.
If you are harassed tirelessly by this guy, it will be really difficult to become an immortal!
"You guys go through first, I'll stop him here."
Just when everyone was in trouble, the masked descendant of the Human Emperor spoke up and took the initiative to take this hard nut.
"Senior Kongchan, if the god passes through Jiangzhijiang, can I borrow it for later viewing?"
"If you can understand a thing or two about that magical power, you may be able to deal with it with more confidence."
Jiang Li has never been in the habit of working for free.
Since you have to contribute, of course you have to get some benefits.
Magical powers are extremely limited even in his hands. It would be good to have one more like this, maybe it will be of great use sometime.
Taoist Kongchan is the teacher of the Blood Prince who has lived for more than five thousand years. He is an old monster who has survived from the previous era and has unfathomable strength.
Taoist Kongchan looked at the Shadow Blood King and pondered for a moment, and finally took out a piece of black jade and handed it to Jiang Li.
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Thanks to Uncle Bill for the reward of 4,500 spiritual stones!