"It's really a leaky house and it rains all night long..."
Beside the mountain stream, Fang Ling stopped and sat on a big rock to take a deep breath.
He was already tortured by the Death Curse to the point of excruciating pain, but just after the battle with Master Zizhu, his condition dropped to rock bottom.
And it seems that because of his poor condition, the death curse has become stronger.
"The nun shouldn't be able to catch up, right?"
Recalling the scenes of the fight just now, he still has lingering fears.
He originally thought that with his own strength, he could settle down in the spiritual world.
But now it seems that he is still too young, and Master Zizhu is just an ordinary elder of Tianjing Temple.
There must be many more powerful characters above her.
"Go home...go home first." He looked up at the direction of Nanyang Kingdom and murmured.
Just as he was about to get up and continue on his way, a burst of laughter suddenly came from ahead.
"You kid massacred the city and practiced martial arts. You were so majestic. Why are you so weak now?"
"Tsk, tsk, that Master Zizhu is really powerful. Even those who are watching the battle from afar are trembling with fear."
"Of course, you are not bad at all. You are only in the realm of Tianquan, but you can actually escape from her hands."
The person who spoke was a strange young man. He exuded a strong smell of blood and even his hair was red.
His eyes were full of vicissitudes of life, and he looked like an old monster at first glance, but his skin was better maintained than that of an eighteen-year-old girl.
"Who are you?" Fang Ling asked in a deep voice.
The young man smiled and said: "I have been retired for many years, and you probably have never heard of me."
"Back then, people in this southern land called me the Blood Demon Ancestor!"
"Ancestor Blood Demon?!" Fang Ling frowned and braced himself.
He knew this man and had read the legend of this old monster in a biography.
He used to be a monk from the Tianlan Kingdom, but was expelled for practicing magic.
Later, he became successful in cultivation, and after returning to Tianlan Kingdom, he caused a bloody storm in the cultivation world of Tianlan Kingdom.
Tianlan's orthodox royal family was also destroyed in his hands.
The three Nanyi Kingdoms were all vassal states of the Daqian Dynasty.
Such a big thing happened in the Tianlan Kingdom, and the Daqian Dynasty immediately sent a master Qiu Hou to settle the score.
According to the biography, this blood demon ancestor had been killed by the masters of the Daqian Dynasty.
"Oh? Have you actually heard of my name?"
"It's so rare!" The Blood Demon Ancestor noticed Fang Ling's subtle mood swings and couldn't help laughing.
"More than seven thousand years have passed since I faked my death and escaped the pursuit of Daqian's fierce soldiers."
"I thought that no one in the world would remember my blood demon ancestor Wei Wuya."
"For the sake of your kid still remembering me, I can make your death a little quicker!"
"I have no grudges against my seniors in the past and have no grudges recently. Why did you kill me?" Fang Ling asked.
His condition was too bad, so time could be delayed moment by moment to allow him to recover a little.
"How do you think this Blood Demon Ancestor got his name?" the Blood Demon Ancestor sneered.
"Ever since you massacred Wuliang City, I have noticed you."
"Old Ancestor, if I can train with you, I might be able to break through the bottleneck of Yuheng Dzogchen and advance to the realm of Kaiyang!"
"I know you are stalling for time, but so what?"
"I dare to show up because I have been observing you for a long time and only dare to come out when I am confident."
"You are at the end of your strength, so don't hold on any longer."
"Ancestor, I will send you to Xitian!"
The blood demon ancestor's eyes were filled with fierceness, and he raised his hand to suppress Fang Ling.
A bloody hand fell from the sky and struck Fang Ling instantly.
Fang Ling supported the bloody hand that was bombarded with both hands, his legs shaking slightly, and the ground could not bear the huge force and kept sinking.
"Oh? You can still hold on?"
"Your body really shocks me."
The Blood Demon Ancestor was slightly surprised to see that he failed to win with one blow.
"Then try this trick again!"
"Blood Beast Frenzy!" He spread his hands, and the sea of blood surged behind him.
Blood beasts burst out of the surging sea of blood and rushed towards Fang Ling.
These blood beasts were where his cultivation had been throughout his life. The energy and blood he drew from other creatures were used to condense the blood beasts.
As long as his blood river does not dry up, these blood beasts are invincible and almost immortal!
I saw that his physical body had changed, his muscles had become taut, and his skin had turned dark red.
This is the Demonic Prison Body that Taotie Divine Art has already created. Although it is still in its primary stage, it is still quite terrifying.
Bang bang bang!
He punched the bloody handprint crazily and defeated it forcefully.
At this time, his eyes changed, becoming as crazy and ferocious as a wild beast.
Looking at the ferocious tide of blood beasts, he opened his big mouth and actually ate them all in one bite.
The essence of blood beasts is blood, and blood contains a large amount of the origin of life.
Therefore, in Fang Ling's eyes, these blood beasts are just delicious snacks.
A huge mouth of the abyss swallowed the sea of blood behind the blood demon ancestor, and this sea of blood was even more tonic!
"What kind of skills are you practicing? You are so domineering!" the Blood Demon Ancestor roared angrily.
The blood demon ancestor didn't take it seriously at first, but when he saw that Fang Ling dared to devour the blood beast, he secretly sneered in his heart.
I was already imagining the cruel scene in my mind when the blood beast tore open Fang Ling's belly and emerged from his belly.
But what caught him off guard was that after the blood beast was swallowed, it immediately lost contact with him.
Seeing that the greedy Fang Ling was not even willing to let go of his blood, he quickly put away the dharma image and retreated violently.
Fang Ling raised his hand and condensed the natal blood sword in his hand.
The natal blood sword at this time was even more terrifying than before.
Because part of the energy and blood after devouring the blood beast was injected into it by Fang Ling.
"Suppress the prison!" He jumped up and struck with his sword towards the Blood Demon Ancestor who was forced back by him.
"The true form of the Blood Demon!" The Blood Demon Ancestor was frightened and did not dare to hide his weakness any longer.
He instantly transformed into a monster with red scales all over his body and a pair of weird black horns on his head.
He raised his hands to block Fang Ling's sword light, and then exploded out behind Fang Ling with a bang.
"Boy, do you think I, ancestor, only have so much ability?"
"It doesn't matter if I swallowed my ancestor's blood beast. As long as my ancestor refines you, you will still be mine!"
The Blood Demon Ancestor and Fang Ling started a close-quarters fight. The two punched each other very hard, and the fight was fierce.
"Swastika mantra!" Fang Ling roared and slapped it with his palm.
Not to be outdone, the Blood Demon Ancestor used his most powerful magical power: "Six Paths Divine Fist!"
After a loud noise, the two of them were blown away.
However, Fang Ling obviously flew further and fell into the lower score.
The realm of the Blood Demon Ancestor is also frighteningly high, it is Yuheng Dzogchen.
Coupled with his long lifespan, his background is even more remarkable.
Fang Ling knew that even when he was at his best, it would be difficult to kill him.
"Madam, why don't you take action?" The Blood Demon Ancestor raised his head, wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and shouted loudly.