As it is absorbed, the symbols on the circle gradually become brighter, and finally a film-like substance appears. This film is almost transparent, and you can clearly see that inside it is a void space, with countless broken corpses, and remnants.
The cracked magic weapon and discarded materials slowly floated past on the other side of the film.
At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan stood in the darkness of the passage of the Valley of Life and Death. He did not look at the changes in the sky, but kept staring at the waist of the Blood Soul Ancestor, where a black storage bag hung.
The sudden change in the sky was beyond his expectation and disrupted his previous plan, but immediately after, Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed and he made rapid calculations in his mind. Slowly, a deep smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
At this time, the man's right hand in the air suddenly turned, stretched out his index finger, scratched the fingertip, and popped out a drop of blood. In the eyes of the monks in Dongyang Cultivation World, this drop of blood was like a meteor, shooting rapidly into the film in the circle.
above.
Just like hot water sprinkled on the ice, the film melted rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A cold light flashed in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes, he clenched his right hand, and his spiritual power suddenly poured into the magic weapon he got from the weirdo Tiemusen in his hand, and he said silently in his heart: "Attack!"
I have carefully studied this magic weapon Yuwen Zhouyuan during the two months of retreat, and found that the appearance of the person it transformed can change according to my own requirements, and after absorbing my own spiritual power, all traces of the curse were extracted.
A trace of.
The young man in mid-air immediately waved his hands, and a purple python suddenly emerged from his body. At first glance, it looked like he had transformed into a python. Then the python roared wildly, and bursts of people appeared all around.
Sound waves.
The expression of the Blood Soul Ancestor finally changed drastically. He was now completely convinced that the opponent was indeed a master in the middle stage of True Master, otherwise he would not be able to exert such a strong aura.
At this time, the giant python turned over and rushed towards the Blood Soul Ancestor like lightning. Its fangs had been exposed, and its bloody mouth was filled with a fishy wind as it rushed forward.
The Blood Soul Ancestor quickly retreated, biting the tip of his tongue and spitting out a mouthful of blood mist. As soon as the blood mist appeared, it immediately turned into giant migratory locusts and flew towards the giant python, trying to stop the giant python's impact.
After doing this, the Blood Soul Ancestor quickly patted the storage bag, and a black Iron Bagua suddenly appeared in his hand. The moment the Black Bo Bagua appeared,
Gusts of dark wind blew out, and hundreds of faces appeared on your flag, each with a painful expression and screaming crazily.
The Blood Soul Ancestor waved the Iron Bagua Elephant with his right hand, and the human faces in the Iron Bagua were immediately thrown out of the Bagua. Only the wandering souls with only heads were seen, rushing towards the giant python without hesitation. In their eyes,
Showing a crazy look of death.
Nan Zhengda touched his chin, looked at the Iron Bagua, shook his head and said: "This Blood Soul Iron Bagua is not strong enough. It only has more than 30,000 souls, and it has not even reached Xiaocheng."
Yu Lingzi heard it from the side and nodded and said: "What the messenger said is absolutely true. I saw the soul treasure that gathered tens of millions of souls on the battlefield of the 'Eastern Divine Realm' back then. The power was really terrifying."
Nan Zhengda chuckled, shook his head and said: "That's just a small-scale Horcrux. It is said that a large-scale Horcrux must have more than one billion souls, and it will take thousands of years to successfully create it."
The Blood Soul Ancestor waved the Soul-receiving Bagua, and 30,000 souls rushed towards the giant python. In the blink of an eye, the souls densely surrounded the giant python, and crazily penetrated into the giant python. Right here
For a moment, something strange happened.
Those spirits didn't encounter any obstacles, and rushed into the giant python with ease, just like drilling into an empty object. When they got in this way, they came out the other side.
Seeing 30,000 spirits entering and exiting the body of the giant python. It was very lively for a while.
When the blood soul ancestor was startled, the giant python had already passed through the soul and swallowed him.
The Blood Soul Ancestor's expression changed with uncertainty. He had no time to think about it and retreated while throwing out several defensive magic weapons in an attempt to stop the giant python.
But no matter what substances these magic weapons transform into, they can't stop the giant python.
The giant python completely ignored these defensive magic weapons, penetrated directly, roared wildly, and swallowed the Blood Soul Ancestor in one gulp.
Nan Zhengda looked strange and looked at the man who had been watching the excitement in the air. He found that he also had a strange look on his face. The two looked at each other.
The man laughed and looked at the giant python with a playful expression.
When Blood Soul Ancestor came to Xuekou, he only felt a breeze blowing. The giant python came menacingly, but the moment it touched his body, the head disappeared silently.
The Blood Soul Ancestor has not felt the cold sweat for a long time, but just for a moment, his back had already secreted a lot of sweat.
"Illusion!" Blood Soul Ancestor's face turned green and red for a while, and finally he couldn't help but yelled.
Ever since he was promoted to the real person stage, he has never spoken so directly in the past few hundred years.
In front of so many low-level monks, he was teased by an illusion and looked disgraced. The Blood Soul Ancestor was furious.
The Blood Soul Ancestor slapped the storage bag gloomily and was about to take out the black iron bagua. In front of Yuwen Zhouyuan, he pinched everyone who had come into contact with Yuwen Zhouyuan to death one by one.
But at this moment, dots of light spots appeared in the air, merging with each other, and the young man appeared again.
Without saying a word, the young man immediately waved his right hand, and a sword light flashed towards the Blood Soul Ancestor with a hint of chill, and he was there in an instant.
The Blood Soul Ancestor sneered. Not only did he not retreat, but he moved forward. At the same time, he grabbed his mouth with his big hand and said sarcastically: "The first time it was an illusion, but it may not be the second time. Yuwen Zhouyuan, you just have this little trick.
What?" As he said that, his hand was already on the flying sword.
In a flash of sword light, the flying sword disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was already behind the Blood Soul Ancestor, turning the tip of the sword to pierce his back fiercely.
There was a ding sound, as if the flying sword had pierced metal, and was forcefully bounced away.
From the broken clothes on the back of the Blood Soul Ancestor, one can see that he is wearing a set of golden inner armor.
The Blood Soul Ancestor's eyes flashed with cold light, his face was gloomy, he stepped forward and appeared in front of the young man in mid-air. He grabbed the fingertips of his right hand and picked up several black threads, grabbing at the young man.
At the same time, he waved his left hand, and eight blood-colored light beams suddenly appeared around the two of them. The eight blood-colored light beams glowed together to form a cage.
At this time, the face of the young man in the air not only did not show any panic, but instead showed a look of sarcasm.
As the Blood Soul Ancestor grabbed him with his big hand, his body immediately turned into a shadow and slowly dissipated.
The moment the young man disappeared, two paper talismans emerged from his body, and then the two paper talismans collided with each other quickly.
The Blood Soul Ancestor's expression changed instantly. At this moment, a red ripple spread out with a "swish" sound, covering a radius of three hundred feet in the blink of an eye.
Within three hundred feet, it turned into a sea of fire at this moment.
Nan Zhengda narrowed his eyes and thought to himself: "Interesting! This little guy has both the phantom jade of the Linghuan Sect and the burning fire of the Lieyang Sect. Well, that Yuanshen magical weapon is not simple and has some power.
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At this time, the man in the sky was also stunned. He glanced meaningfully in the direction of the passage of the Valley of Life and Death, and revealed a strange smile at the corner of his mouth.
The thin film in the sky has already melted away, and is about to open completely.
The blood-colored light pillars surrounding the Blood Soul Ancestor's body were instantly swallowed up by the fire, and the effect of the cage was completely lost.
At the same time, an extremely hot air quickly climbed up along his feet. The Blood Soul Ancestor clearly felt waves of heat pouring into his body. However, he did not panic. This level of heat had no impact on him.
Great, the spiritual power in the body immediately returns to its original state.
At this moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was in the darkness of the passage of the Valley of Life and Death, suddenly had his eyes flashing and his body disappeared in an instant.
When he appeared, at the moment when the fire was burning, Yuwen Zhouyuan relied on his own resistance to the hot yang energy and was not affected by the aftermath, standing silently beside the Blood Soul Ancestor.
Yuwen Zhouyuan knew very well that his own strength could not compete with the true master stage, so Yuwen Zhouyuan did not think about revenge.
Although Yuwen Zhouyuan had a murderous intention in his heart, he still suppressed it. The moment he appeared, he reached out with his right hand and grabbed the storage bag on the waist of the Blood Soul Ancestor.
The moment the Blood Soul Ancestor appeared in Yuwen Zhouyuan, he was already aware of it. He turned around and looked around. When he saw clearly that it was Yuwen Zhouyuan, he immediately understood what happened. When the Blood Soul Ancestor saw Yuwen Zhouyuan,
The other party's hand was already on his storage bag.
A ferocious look flashed across the face of the Blood Soul Ancestor, and he shouted: "Explode!"
The moment Yuwen Zhouyuan's hand touched the storage bag, a destructive force suddenly came from the storage bag and penetrated into his body along his arm.
With a crackling sound, his arm exploded from his fingertips and spread rapidly.
Yuwen Zhouyuan gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and spit out the Yuanshen Flying Sword, Ice Soul Xuanguang Sword, and instantly came to his body. He cut off his right hand and retreated quickly with the force of the explosion.
At the same time, he grabbed the storage bag with his left hand, grabbed the storage bag from the air, and hurriedly retreated far away along with his body.
At this time, the Blood Soul Ancestor took a step forward, stepped out of the burning ring of fire, and chased Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Catching up in the blink of an eye, the Blood Soul Ancestor grabbed it with his big hand and shouted: "Yuwen Zhouyuan. Do you think you can open it if you get my storage bag? When you killed my disciples Xue Lian and Xue Ying. Today.
I will extract your soul and make it into a Horcrux, and let you endure the torture in this world and die!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan's right hand had been completely blown to pieces, so he didn't dare to take the Blood Soul Ancestor's storage bag. Instead, he used giant surgical control to grab it from the air.
The Blood Soul Ancestor was quite annoyed. Dealing with a real-life monk in front of so many comrades was a matter of self-sabotage. It would be fine if he could capture or kill him in one go.
But first he was deceived by that weird illusion, which made him disgraced. Finally, he was affected by the abominable Fiery Burning Sky. Moreover, Na Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly appeared and snatched away the storage bag.
This feeling was no less than a slap in the face in front of everyone, and it was not slapped once, but slapped again and again.
What annoyed him the most was that the opponent was obviously vulnerable, but he could teleport with the magic weapon, which frightened him in his heart.
Apart from these, what frightened the Blood Soul Ancestor the most was Yuwen Zhouyuan's decisiveness and tenacity. He could cut off his right hand without hesitation to prevent the explosion from spreading. Regarding this, the Blood Soul Ancestor couldn't help but admire him in his heart.
But this glimmer of appreciation was instantly drowned out by hatred.