"You bastard, my only son is dead, and you are so happy? I will definitely destroy you!" Seeing Qin Lang jumping up and down in celebration, the old blood demon immediately turned his grief into anger, roared, and rushed towards Qin Lang.
Came over.
During the sprint, the figure of the Blood Demon Ancestor once again turned into a ball of blood mist, rolling in with such force that the entire world was dyed blood red.
Qin Lang screamed strangely and jumped behind Cheng Yaojin. He knew that this old blood demon was a semi-immortal and he was no match for him.
Cheng Yaojin snorted coldly and rushed forward to face the old blood demon. Cheng Yaojin's body exuded a dazzling golden light, which formed a sharp contrast with the old blood demon who looked like blood mist.
Bang bang bang!
Cheng Yaojin's fist hit the blood mist forcefully, leaving deep fist shadows on it, but the blood mist did not weaken at all.
"Senior brother, he is the incarnation of blood mist. No matter how you hit him, it will be useless. You can't hurt him at all." Qin Lang shouted loudly.
Cheng Yaojin frowned, and after punching again, he quickly retreated, picked up Qin Lang, and flew away.
The old blood demon did not pursue him. He stopped again and asked coldly: "Boy, my blood mist incarnation has never been rumored. How do you know?"
"Not only do I know it, I also know how to do it." Qin Lang laughed, and his figure suddenly became illusory, and then gradually turned into a ball of blood mist.
"Holy shit, are you my junior brother or his son?" Cheng Yaojin hurriedly let go of Qin Lang's hand and shouted in horror.
"As I said just now, his son is dead." Qin Lang was speechless. After wandering for a while, he returned to his original appearance and looked at the old blood demon with a smile.
"Blood mist incarnation! You can actually become blood mist incarnation! This is impossible! This is my original technique. Only my son and I can do it. How can you know this technique? Tell me, who are you?
What did you do to my son?" The old blood demon was going crazy.
"Uh, do you want to see your son? Come on, let me fulfill your last wish. Hey, as I am, it's not easy for a white-haired person to give a black-haired person a gift." Qin Lang said pretending to be deep, and then his face gradually faded.
It changed into Fu Mang's appearance.
"Old man Xue, are you excited to see this face?" Qin Lang put his hands on his hips and said with a smile.
"Mang'er." When the old blood demon heard 'Old Man Xue', his whole body trembled, because that was what his son called him when he was angry. However, when he saw Fu Mang's face, he
Finally understood what happened.
"Blood Transformation Technique! You actually used Blood Transformation Technique on my fool! Damn it, damn it, you deserve to die!" The old blood demon looked up to the sky and roared, and his blood-red hair exploded as if it had been electrocuted.
Come on.
"Old Blood Demon, wait a minute, don't be impulsive. You are wrong. It's not what you think." Seeing that the old Blood Demon was going crazy, Qin Lang shouted hurriedly.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? You can transform into blood mist, and you can also change into the appearance of my son. You clearly used the blood transformation technique to swallow up my son's blood essence. You actually killed my only son,
That is my only son. Even if you risk my life today, I will let you bury my son with him." The old blood demon roared.
"Think about it, the Blood Transformation Technique is a technique that only your Dark Blood Temple knows, and the Blood Demon Body was created by you yourself. It is impossible for me to master these techniques. So, I am devouring your son's
Before acquiring the blood essence energy, you would not know these techniques. However, if you do not know the blood transformation technique, how can you swallow your son's blood essence energy to obtain all his memories? This is like which came first, the chicken or the chicken.
First there is the problem of eggs, Old Blood Demon, can you explain it to me?" Qin Lang shouted loudly.
"Which came first, the chicken or the egg? If you don't use the blood-transforming technique to devour my son, you can't practice the blood-transforming technique. But if you don't practice the blood-transforming technique, how can you swallow my son? How is it possible? What is going on?
?What's going on?" The old blood demon's thoughts entered a dead end and he couldn't get out no matter how hard he turned.
"What's going on? What's going on? What's going on?" The old blood demon grabbed his hair, kept roaring, and kept asking himself.
From a distance, Qin Lang looked at the old blood demon with a smile. Cheng Yaojin came over and said in a low voice: "Damn it, right? If you call him crazy based on this mouth,
I will call you senior brother from now on."
"That's impossible. Now he is just because he suddenly learned the news that his son is dead. The white-haired man sent the black-haired man. He is so sad that he can't think about it for a while. He will definitely go crazy and want to kill me in a while. You have to protect me.
Me." Qin Lang said to Cheng Yaojin.
"Don't worry, the old blood demon in this state is no match for me at all. However, his blood mist incarnation is really troublesome. It has no entity, and punches hit the blood mist. How do you fight this thing?" Cheng bites
Jin shook his head helplessly. Fighting against an opponent like the old blood demon, he had no place to spread his energy. The feeling of depression was really uncomfortable.
Suddenly, Cheng Yaojin stared at Qin Lang and said in surprise: "Oh, I almost forgot, didn't you know how to incarnate the blood mist? Tell me what the weakness of this technique is, and see if I don't kill him.
."
"I thought you hadn't thought of this." Qin Lang rolled his eyes at Cheng Yaojin, his mind moved, and a golden light flashed out of Qin Lang's eyes, which contained the secret formula of the Blood Demon.
Cheng Yaojin reached out and grabbed the golden light in his hand, squeezed it gently, and memorized the mental formula contained in it in his heart.
"This old blood demon is really a talent. He can actually create such a miraculous skill. However, the method of cultivation is too cruel." Cheng Yaojin looked at the formula and marveled.
"Well, this technique is indeed mysterious. If it weren't for the viciousness of the cultivation method, I would have wanted to practice it." Qin Lang nodded and said with regret.
"Judging from the mental formula, this blood demon's body seems to have few weaknesses." Cheng Yaojin said in a deep voice.
"Why do you have to look at it according to the mental formula? This blood mist incarnation transforms his body form from a solid state into a mist state, and due to the characteristics of the mist state, we cannot attack his entity. Therefore,
We just need to find a way to change him from the fog state back to the solid state, it's such a simple thing." Qin Lang said with a smile.
"To put it simply, he won't listen to you and me, so he will change if you ask him to?" Cheng Yaojin said speechlessly.
"If he doesn't change, you can force him to change." Qin Lang said with a smile, not anxious at all.
"Your uncle, believe it or not, I'm going to slap you?" Cheng Yaojin cursed. He guessed it just by looking at Qin Lang. Qin Lang must have known the specific method, but he kept showing off.
"No, no, no, no, no, you are the uncle, why don't I tell you?" Qin Lang said with a smile, stretched out a hand, and executed the mental method of blood mist incarnation.
Qin Lang's hand gradually changed and turned into a ball of blood mist. Then, Qin Lang stretched out his other hand and lightly snapped his fingers. A trace of cold air emerged, and little ice shards condensed on his fingertips.