Chapter 811: The Blood of the Demon Python
"Chaotic Array——"
When he uttered these three words, Tang Mu's face turned pale and his limbs became cold.
When he realized what kind of predicament he was in, he almost despaired.
The only thing Tang Mu couldn't understand now was how a monk in the Pulse Condensation Realm could learn such a formation that was so difficult to master.
"you……"
Tang Mu tried to struggle, wanting to ask his doubts.
He was unwilling to do so.
He was puzzled.
However, Chu Yan did not intend to answer the doubts in his heart.
"Burning heart, lightning, soul-eating, torrent, mud, disaster..."
A series of formations, followed by Chu Yan's calm tone, emitted a heart-stopping light.
One after another, rays of light lit up around Tang Mu.
With every formation activation, Tang Mu felt his aura being suppressed.
He even felt like his soul wanted to fall apart.
"No, don't!"
Tang Mu twisted around desperately.
He was running around the spiritual energy in his body like crazy.
He wants to break free of this heavy chain.
The surging spiritual energy stretched and ruptured his tendons.
Dense drops of blood oozed from Tang Mu's pores.
In the blink of an eye, he turned into a bloody man.
Coupled with his distorted expression at this moment, it looked even more ferocious and terrifying.
However, the strength of the Earth Element Realm was also displayed at this moment.
The chains that bound Tang Mu began to collapse.
Cracks appeared on the surface of the chain.
Spider-like cracks began to appear in the formation under Tang Mu.
"Break it for me!"
There was a wild roar and blood spurted out.
Tang Mu opened his arms and braced himself.
The chains clicked, all collapsed and broke.
The formation under his feet was shattered and exploded at the same time, with flames flying everywhere.
After losing that heavy burden, Tang Mu's face showed a hint of relief.
But at this time, Chu Yan's voice sounded faintly: "Open."
Just one word, one word lightly, but it seems to have opened the door to disaster.
The winds and clouds were surging all around.
The wind blows and a formation forms.
Boom boom boom boom!
Flame, thunder, mud flow, flood.
In an instant, it was as if all the great disasters and great fears in the world had descended upon Tang Mu.
His facial features were distorted to the extreme in an instant.
The next moment, there was a bang, and the monk at the second level of Pulse Condensation Realm exploded like a ripe watermelon.
Red and white, minced meat and internal organs were scattered in all directions.
The hot blood, even in an instant, raised the temperature that had just dropped all around again.
The blood mist is steaming and slowly squirming. Looking around, it makes people feel as if they have entered a world of blood and fire.
At this moment, after killing Tang Mu, Chu Yan could not see any relief or pride on his face.
Only he himself knows how much he paid to kill this Earth Yuan realm.
No one will be happy doing a business that is not profitable.
Another reason is that Chu Yan's affairs are not finished yet.
The moment Tang Mu's body exploded, Chu Yan stepped forward quickly, his eyes like a torch, his fingers spread wide, and he grabbed hard at the heart, the thickest part of the flesh and blood.
The air shook violently.
With a bang, the billowing blood mist was dispersed, and a ball of purple-red plasma suddenly appeared in Chu Yan's palm.
On the surface of this mass of plasma, black mist lingered and was extremely thick.
Moreover, this plasma seems to have life itself. At this moment, Chu Yan is holding it in his hand and is still twisting restlessly, as if it is threatening or trying to find an opportunity to escape.
"Chu Xing's essence and blood."
Chu Yan's eyes were dark.
This mass of plasma squirmed a few times at this moment, and suddenly, sharp thorns sprouted from the surface.
At first glance, it looks like a black cat, a sea urchin, or a hedgehog.
It sensed danger, so it reacted to Chu Yan.
"...By...you..."
Chu Yan sneered, flipped his wrist, and a small three-legged cauldron suddenly appeared in his palm.
The Divine Wood Cauldron, a third-grade spiritual weapon, was given to Chu Yan by his handsome father. It can be used to condense blood energy.
According to Yingjun's father's idea, Chu Yan will surely hunt a lot of monsters during his trip to the Ten Thousand Monsters Cemetery.
If the corpse of the monster cannot be disposed of properly, the blood and energy will escape, which will be a huge loss.
The Divine Wood Cauldron can not only preserve corpses, but also refine the corpses of monsters into the purest blood.
At this moment, Chu Yan grabbed the ball of blood essence and threw it into the sacred wooden cauldron regardless of its struggling and twisting.
"It's not a good feeling to lose your essence and blood." Chu Yan sneered.
Almost at the same moment, walking in a deserted Chuxing, he suddenly stopped.
The body under the black cloak trembled violently.
There is pain, anger, and disbelief.
At this moment, Chu Xing's face turned pale, and blood seemed to be flowing out of his eyes.
He felt that a ray of his essence and blood had been taken away from him, and that he had lost contact forever.
Before that, he only temporarily sealed a strand of his blood essence into Tang Mu's body to help him track Chu Yan.
Now this ray of essence and blood has been taken away by others, and it has lost contact with me forever.
So Tang Mu's fate can naturally be imagined.
Chu Xing would not care about Tang Mu's life or death, nor did he care about who killed Tang Mu.
He was just angry about one thing now. That was his own essence and blood, and it must have fallen into Chu Yan's hands.
He had spent a long time planning, and with the help of many people, he had taken away the position of crown prince from Chu Yan.
Once upon a time, Chu Xing felt that he had finally trampled Chu Yan under his feet and that he would never be able to stand up again.
But at this moment, Chu Xing felt his cheeks burning and painful.
If a ray of essence and blood is taken away by the other party, his cultivation will be set back by at least five years!
Although these five years cannot be viewed in terms of a mortal's lifespan.
But for me who is in urgent need of advancement now, the loss caused by this ray of essence and blood will be difficult to make up for.
In one fell swoop, Chu Yan took away more things from him than his status as a prince!
In the eyes of mortals, the prince is just a lofty position among thousands of people. In the eyes of monks, he is worthless.
And that ray of essence and blood came from myself who was born with the body of a demon python!
Every person born with a physical constitution is anything but ordinary.
The prince's status as a mortal is not worthy of that ray of essence and blood.
It seems that no matter how hard your brain works, you won't know whether a piece of soil or a mountain of gold is more valuable.
At this moment, Chu Xing was so angry that he was almost going crazy, almost crazy.
He stood there, still motionless.
But after a while, blood dripped from his sleeves and flowed down.
His nails had pierced the center of his clenched fists.
Chu Xing's eyes were as red as blood swamps at this moment.
Fine scales appeared on the surface of his entire face.
Rolling black air surged out from the surface of the body.
"I want you dead!
No matter how high the price is, I will make it impossible for you to get out of this Burial Ground of Ten Thousand Monsters this time!"
Chapter completed!