203: Gorefiend wakes up, kills Tang Yun in seconds
Not long after, the ground suddenly sank, and there seemed to be a magnitude 12 earthquake all around. Large pieces of gravel began to crumble, and the ground slowly cracked, revealing a bottomless crack.
Then a figure slowly walked out, wearing a blood-colored robe, with extremely pale skin, just like a vampire in a Western fantasy movie, but his face was filled with blood lines like spider webs, making him look particularly ferocious.
"what happened?"
The Holy Son glanced around, his brows furrowed, and the blood lines on his face trembled as he murmured: "The altar was destroyed? The true body was broken?"
In fact, building the altar on top of the shrine is a last resort. If it is deeper, it will be isolated from the earth's veins, and it will be impossible to transmit energy to the altar. Furthermore, this is already considered the depth of the devil's abyss, and it stands to reason that no one can break in.
The only exit is a small temple that has been set up, and there are demon monks guarding it. If there is an accident, the other party will also report it...
The demon monk did not report the news, the altar was destroyed, something must have happened.
The Holy Son frowned, and a mist with a vague smell of blood slowly spread from his palm and quickly spread to other places.
it's here.
The Holy Son suddenly turned around and found Tang Yun in a deep pit, wrapped in blood and with extremely weak breath. He turned with his thoughts, the blood mist quickly condensed, turned into a ribbon, lifted Tang Yun up, and grabbed him almost roughly in front of him.
"It's him?"
The face of the Holy Son changed slightly. He recognized which force this guy's torn clothes belonged to. They were the evil court that beat the Blood Demon to the brink of death and suppressed it until now... Zhenwu Pavilion.
Damn it, how could the imperial court discover it? How could it not be noticed for so many years? How...
No, we need to interrogate him.
The Holy Son drove the blood mist to seep into Tang Yun's body, and the demonic energy and the warrior's energy and blood restrained each other. This slightly stimulated the resistance of the true energy in Tang Yun's body, allowing him to wake up and have a comeback.
As for elixirs and the like...
Pull it down.
There isn't even any grass in this place, so I'm afraid I'm thinking of giving you pills and natural treasures.
Something surprising happened to the Holy Son, because he felt the power seeping into Tang Yun's body, like a mud cow sinking into the sea without even making a sound.
It was nothing at first, but after doing this again and again, the Holy Son felt something was wrong. Seeing that Tang Yun was still dying, he simply became cruel and directly increased the energy output.
Then Tang Yun spurted out a stream of blood and barely regained consciousness. He seemed to be unable to see clearly. He shook his head weakly and asked vaguely: "You, who are you? Am I saved?"
The Holy Son was stunned for a moment, then stared at Tang Yun's unfocused pupils in a strange way. He gradually relaxed and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Yes, I came here by chance and found you dying. What happened?"
A blush appeared on Tang Yun's face, and he suddenly became more energetic. He tried his best to raise his hand and grasp the lapel of the Holy Son's clothes, and said with all his strength: "Blood Demon, Blood Demon..."
The Holy Son frowned, but thinking of Tang Yun's situation, he could only try his best to suppress the anger in his heart, forced a smile and bent his ear, indicating that he was listening.
Unfortunately, what was waiting for him was not intelligence, but...
Poof!
Ming Ya, who had been held powerlessly by Tang Yun, was hanging and shaking in mid-air, like a poisonous snake with its fangs exposed. He instantly raised the tip of the sword and ran it along the neck of the Holy Son, and stabbed it into the Holy Son's skull with a sharp diagonal stab.
The sorrowful wind blew, and the true energy exploded, exploding in the skull in an instant, and quickly spread throughout the body along his bones and veins. The Holy Son only felt a wave of severe pain, and his consciousness was severely damaged, and then thousands of fine lines burst out from the pores all over his body.
Gold wire.
In just a short moment, the Holy Son was wrapped into a cocoon, and there was only a faint faint bloody light erupting from the Holy Son, but it was only fleeting, and was then consumed and eroded by the true energy.
Buzz…
boom!!!
Tang Yun frowned and retreated suddenly, stepped on his foot, and held the Ming Ya in his hand slightly. The golden light bloomed like a thunderous giant flying through the sky, and a golden lotus faintly appeared on the tip of the sword. In a moment, he once again included the bloody and bloody Holy Son who had just shattered the cocoon.
in.
"Death!"
The Holy Son roared wildly, and the surging sea of blood suddenly erupted. A golden lotus floated on the sea surface, seemingly insignificant but bursting with unparalleled murderous intent. Countless lotus petals opened and closed, directly crushing the bones of his hands and feet.
Cloud-turning palm!
Turning sideways and sheathing his sword, Tang Yunyin struck out with a palm from his waist. His true energy was ruthless, and the sad wind howled like a dark wind in his ears. There was no more beauty pressing on the Holy Son's chest. The surging force completely shattered his sternum and swept away the remaining bones above.
minced meat.
From Tang Yunbao's sudden attack to the time when the Holy Son was severely injured, in just a blink of an eye, the Holy Son seemed to have had his flesh and blood and organs removed by countless bone-scraping steel knives, leaving only a mangled skeleton.
Thousand waves...
Abandoning the sword, the glove was filled with spikes, accurately jamming the Holy Son's skull. With a heart-breaking cracking sound, the Holy Son's already broken skull was completely shattered, turning into bone fragments on the ground.
Crushed into powder by the true energy.
"The ashes have been raised for you."
When Tang Yunzai saw that the Holy Son only left a pile of ashes scattered in the wind, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, panting, picked up Ming Ya, and sat down on the ground.
Even though he had just been destroyed, his consumption was definitely not small. At least half of the energy in the runes had been consumed, and there was not much true energy left in his body.
That is to say.
Relying on the passive effect provided by [Yuan], coupled with the explosive power of [Bite], and the special nature of Bei Feng Qi, he burst out with the power of 'two Tang Yuns' in a short period of time, which would be enough to crush ordinary people.
The Saint Son of an eighth-level warrior instantly killed him.
Yes, this Holy Son looks weak. In fact, according to Tang Yun's previous experience of fighting with him, he is almost the same as an ordinary Tongmai realm warrior. But this is his territory, so he can create a crushing force.
It's a pity that he met Tang Yun and Voldemort and was crushed.
Tang Yun scratched his chin and looked deep into the crack: "So, this means that my strategy is successful, so I need to make some preparations next."
Being able to kill the Holy Son this time was already an unexpected surprise, and there was no point in going deeper. It was not like he had never beaten the Blood God General before, but he had certainly never beaten him before.
However, killing the Holy Son this time gave him an opportunity. If done correctly, he might not be able to kill the Blood God General in a sneak attack.
Exit the copy.
Successfully kill the BOSS Blood Demon Son and obtain attribute point*1
【The Sorrow of the Holy Son】Complete, get skill point*1
Tang Yun glanced at the panel, casually added attribute points, and placed skill points on [Hundred Vein Penetrating Method]. It seemed that he was frequently overloaded with battles. The skill increased from level nine to level eleven. With the addition of skill points,
Reach level 12.
Picking up the pen and paper, Tang Yun recalled the costume of the Blood Demon Son and quickly sketched it on the paper. After a while, after the ink dried, he took it downstairs and found a cloth shop, where he asked the shopkeeper to customize it according to the pattern.
It's not a game, and the Holy Son is also quite cool. There are many patterns on his clothes. It's very difficult to do it, and it will take at least several days.
After finishing this, Tang Yun is going to...sleep.
Time is very worthless, at least to a warrior who has passed the threshold of the blood coagulation realm, a few days and months are nothing.
A few days passed.
Tang Yun got the clothes, put them on and entered the dungeon directly. He first took off his clothes and hid them, then rolled around and pretended to be dead, just like last time.
Another sneak attack killed the Holy Son, and then he put on his clothes again. As his muscles and bones began to vibrate, his body gradually became comparable to the other's, becoming much slender and thinner.
Clearing his throat and recalling the voice of the Holy Son, Tang Yun slowly walked down the crack.
Shrine is just a title, the name given by the bastard of the Holy Son himself.
In fact, it is just a palace that was moved from nowhere. Behind it is the place where the consciousness of the Blood Demon Lord sleeps, and where the Blood God General guards. Under normal circumstances, even the Holy Son is not allowed to enter.
Seeing the figure wearing armor and holding a spear, Tang Yun said in a deep voice: "Something happened, the demon monk outside died and the altar was destroyed.
Not only that, the real body that had just begun to recover was also shattered. It is very likely that the court noticed something and must notify the main consciousness to hide it as soon as possible."
The blood god general's ferocious face showed a bit of solemnity. Lima turned around and walked towards the forbidden area behind, saying: "Damn it, I'll go with you."
It's now……
Poof!
Ming Ya, who was hiding underground, suddenly rose up at this moment. He aimed at the area under the opponent's crotch that was not covered by the skirt and armor, and stabbed out with unparalleled sharpness like a dragon.
ah……
The Blood God focused all his attention on Tang Yun's words and did not notice the clues at all. He was unexpectedly attacked by a sneak attack. His spear danced wildly and turned into a black python, which swept towards Tang Yun.
Lean back and tap your feet.
Tang Yun's reaction was very quick. Even so, the tip of the spear still passed by the tip of his nose. He raised his toes, like a scorpion's tail, and accurately pointed on the hilt of the sword, causing Ming Ya to penetrate half a foot deeper.
The Blood God General felt severe pain and blood flowed like a stream.
He turned around forcefully and wanted to kill Tang Yun, but the edge of Mingya's sword was like an iron pestle, penetrating into the pelvis and getting stuck on the central axis. The slightest movement would cause him to be in agony, not to mention the grief that raged like maggots in the tarsal bones.
The wind is really angry.
While you are sick, I will kill you.
Tang Yun stretched out his hand, twisted his body and threw out his whip leg, hitting the opponent's waist and abdomen fiercely. He then bounced up and hit a cloud-turning palm. With a crunching sound, the Blood God suddenly dented a large area in his waist and abdomen.
.
Dang lang~
The tip of the spear was leaning on the ground, and the Blood God General held the ground to distance himself from him. The spear tip was full of blood, like a blood dragon being born, roaring towards Tang Yun's face.
Turn your head sideways.
Tang Yun raised his hand to push it away, and stepped forward. The mark on the back of his hand lit up, and a thousand waves were shot out in an instant. All the energy in his body and even the runes exploded instantly with so much force.
The sleeves were overwhelmed and instantly shattered into dust. This palm hit the blood god general's armpit without any fancy, and a torrent of true energy poured into his body, causing it to stir wildly.
His left hand turned into a claw, and he accurately caught the Blood God General's wrist before the opponent flew backwards. Between the pushes and pulls, the bones crackled and the spear was no longer able to be held, and it fell to the ground with a clang.
collapse!
The heavy force condensed into a force and exploded in the Blood God General's body. It seemed as if countless holes had been opened in his body, and thousands of golden lights spurted out in an instant.
With a tug, while the Blood God General screamed, Tang Yun suddenly jumped up and hit him on the chin with his knees raised, his hands pointing like sword blades out of the box, and penetrated into his ears.
Kill, kill...
Tang Yun succeeded in the attack without even a moment's hesitation. The remaining vitality in his body surged out, and veins burst out from his muscles. In a roar, the Blood God's head was squeezed out of shape.
With a teeth-piercing clicking sound, two eyeballs shot out, followed by fine bone stubble, mixed with blood, and a unique white and tender texture of brain, which was completely crushed by the Blood God General's shrill roar.
boom!
He wrapped his hand with the true energy, grabbed the blood demon consciousness that wanted to escape, and wiped it away in an instant. After doing all this, Tang Yun could no longer hold back, and immediately sprayed out a cloud of blood mist, and a layer of blood gradually seeped out from his pores.
A fine layer of blood and sweat.
But his good luck ended here.
Before he could take a breath, a loud thunder-like sound suddenly came from the forbidden area behind him, and then countless bloody fog surged in from all directions. He couldn't even retreat and was pulled directly over, as if he was drifting in the wind.
fallen leaves.
Exit the copy!
Tang Yun now has no power to fight back, and has no chance of winning against the Blood Demon Lord Consciousness. The only way to retreat decisively is to retreat.
Successfully kill the BOSS Blood God General and obtain attribute point*1
Returning to reality, Tang Yun casually tore off his sweat-soaked clothes, pulled out the panel and added attribute points and skill points one after another, then lay on the ground, panting violently.
The dungeon has reached its limit at this point. If you want to get rewards next, you can only defeat the blood demon master's consciousness, but this guy's strength is not much better than that of the dungeon of the Void Demon.
Let's put it down for now, and still think about how to deal with the blood demon in reality. After all, in reality, there are pills and other external aids.
Now is the time.
After figuring out the specific situation, the next step is to kill the blood demon completely. There is no need to worry about this matter. It will not be too late to wait until he comes back from the capital.
This time he captured the consciousness of the Blood Demon and the consciousness of the Noble Phantasm of the Shadow Demon, which can be regarded as a great achievement. Too much is not enough, and he has to eat his meal one bite at a time.
Staring at the clothes on the ground, Tang Yun called the waiter and asked him to take them down and wash them clean. After resting for a night, he wrapped the clothes and headed to Zhenwu Pavilion.
He didn't go to Luo Heng, he went to the secret treasury. During this period, he accumulated a lot of merit. In addition to the rewards last time he entered the capital, he also received a lot of rewards. He didn't spend any money.
The imperial court has many martial arts and martial arts, but in terms of top-notch skills, they are still slightly inferior to those of the inheritance families and super sects. Therefore, in terms of martial arts, Tang Yun chose to go out to find them by himself, but it didn't matter in terms of martial arts.
Martial arts are multi-purpose and practical, and most of the martial arts pavilions in the imperial court are warriors on the battlefield. The items collected may not be as high as those of the sects and aristocratic families, but in terms of practicality and lethality, they are even slightly better.
After all, sects are more focused on inheritance, and if taken separately, they are often not top-notch.
To his surprise, the rare guard of the secret treasury here was not an old man, but a rather charming woman. She greeted him with a smile: "I have heard about your great reputation for a long time, but I wonder why you are here today?"
"Let's see if there's anything we need." Tang Yun smiled and avoided the other party without leaving any trace.
Surprise flashed in the woman's eyes, and she came to the counter casually, leaning on her chin and saying, "I wonder what Mr. Tang needs? Divine weapon, protective armor, martial arts, heavenly and earthly treasures, or a panacea?"