Protected by the power of the cold moon, although the natural cold energy of the white python is terrifying, it cannot really seriously injure Dao Li Batian. At most, he will only suffer some physical trauma, but these are nothing compared to his breakthrough cultivation level.
The crystals of cold energy were absorbed into Li Batian's body one by one. The cold air almost froze him into an ice sculpture. The aura exuding from his body not only did not weaken, but became stronger and stronger.
The giant turtle and two mutated sea monsters guarding outside also sensed the changes in Li Batian's aura in the cave.
Not only did the aura continue to rise, it also began to become ethereal, sometimes disappearing as if one's life was hanging by a thread, giving people the illusion of being ethereal.
Just when Li Batian was immersed in tempering the Dragon Elephant's inner energy in order to break through to the point where his energy and blood would not stop, far away in the backyard of a shrine in the suburbs of Tokyo, the capital of Japan, an ancient altar stood there, with black gas billowing from it.
The breath is full of evil and ominous.
Not far from the altar, a disabled old man sat there with a struggling and painful face. Black energy surged around his body, eventually covering him entirely in the billowing black energy.
Half an hour passed, and the black air that shrouded the disabled old man's body dissipated, revealing the disabled old man's figure again.
"Hey hey hey!" He opened a pair of scarlet eyes, and a ferocious smile appeared on the disabled old man's face. He seemed to have lost his mind, giving people a dangerous feeling, completely lacking the calmness and peace he had before.
After laughing ferociously for a while, the disabled old man slammed his palms on the ground, flew out to the top of the altar, and sat cross-legged on the altar.
As his body fell, all the black air rising from the altar shrank back, and the disabled old man who had looked ferocious just now returned to his calm and peaceful appearance again, as if everything just now was just an illusion.
Sitting cross-legged on the altar, the disabled old man flicked his hand, and a stream of light flew out, accurately hitting an ancient clock hanging in the hall.
"Dong dong dong!!" The dull and penetrating bell sounded, and the buzzing sound waves spread rapidly, spreading to every corner of the entire shrine in the blink of an eye.
The shrine warriors who were originally on guard changed their expressions upon hearing the sound, and rushed towards the backyard hall. Looking from a high altitude, one could see black shadows rushing towards the backyard hall like moths rushing to the flame.
The old man with white beard and hair was the first to land in front of the main hall in the backyard. Behind him, twelve ancient Japanese warriors with powerful auras fell one after another. Each of them held a variety of different weapons, which looked more like the magic weapons of the Onmyoji.
It's a weird feeling.
Behind them were other guards guarding the shrine. In the blink of an eye, the spacious backyard of the shrine was crowded with accomplished ancient warriors.
The ancient bell in the main hall of the shrine is the alarm bell of the shrine. It will only ring when a major event is about to happen or has already happened.
In the history from the time the shrine was built to the present, the ancient bell has only rung three times in total, and all three times were important events that could affect the fate of the entire Japanese kingdom.
The old man with white beard and hair walked in front, followed by twelve ancient warriors. These twelve people were the twelve guards mentioned by the disabled old man before.
As for the others, they stayed outside the hall, ready to obey orders from their superiors at any time.
"Brother, what happened to make you ring the ancient bell? Could it be..." Stepping into the hall, he saw a disabled old man sitting on the altar, an old man with white beard and hair.
His face changed slightly.
Opening his eyes, the crimson eyes of the disabled old man had disappeared, replaced by empty black holes.
"Yes, I feel that the monster is about to be broken. The twelve guards are ready to fight the monster to the death at any time." The disabled old man said in a low voice.
"Hey!" The twelve people bowed their heads respectfully and responded, completely surrounding the altar in a blink of an eye. They each held different weapons in their hands. As their aura surged, an inexplicable aura emerged and enveloped it.
to the altar in the middle.
The Twelve Guards themselves were born to suppress monsters. They were selected from infancy and underwent rigorous training and mental brainwashing. For them, suppressing monsters is their life's mission, and they can dedicate everything they have to this end, including
One's own surname.
"Brother, let me help you." After the twelve guards stood in their respective positions, the old man with white hair and beard jumped onto the altar and stepped in front of the disabled old man.
"Thank you, junior brother." The disabled old man nodded and said calmly.
"Senior brother, what are you talking about? Our senior brothers are responsible for guarding the monster itself. Senior brother, you are even more..." At this point, the old man with white beard and hair trembled violently and spoke.
He paused and looked down in horror.
A dry palm in his sight pierced his chest, and blood flowed out from the dry palm, making it look so bright red and dazzling.
"Brother, why, why are you doing this?" The old man with white hair and beard raised his head with difficulty and asked, his eyes full of disbelief and twitching pain.
"Hey hey hey!" The person who answered his words was a ferocious smile, a pair of dark eyes burst out with scarlet eyes, and bursts of black evil aura rose up all over his body.
"I see, that's how it is." Seeing the appearance of the disabled old man, the old man with white beard and hair muttered to himself, his eyes full of regret and unwillingness, and full of resentment towards his ancestors for cultivating this monster.
The monsters sealed on the shrine altar appeared during World War II. At that time, the war broke out, corpses piled up in mountains, and blood formed rivers. The entire earth was plunged into dire straits, filled with resentment, and death and fear became the mainstream of the world.
In this extreme environment, the evil blood hidden in the bodies of some monsters was stimulated and activated one after another, among which the monsters sealed in the altar were the best.
Of course, the monsters were not very strong at that time, but they had amazing potential. They could rely on devouring humans to increase their strength. At that time, the ideas of the Japanese Empire had reached a crazy level. Some people had lost their minds and wanted to cultivate monsters into strong enough powers.
The powerful existence that changed the situation of the war launched a crazy killing spree.
Using prisoners of war and poor people from other countries as blood food to feed the monster, in order to enhance the monster's strength, the monster evolved to a terrifying level in a short period of time.
There is a saying that raising tigers creates danger, which is the best explanation for this behavior of the Japanese country. The strength of the monsters increased beyond their imagination, and they soon became uncontrollable, causing huge chaos and destruction to the Japanese country itself.
For this reason, the Japanese nation paid a heavy price and sealed the monsters with the help of traps. Under internal and external troubles, the Second World War ended in a disastrous defeat for the Japanese nation.
At that time, the reason why the senior officials of the Japanese country chose to seal the monsters was that they still wanted to regain control in the future and were unwilling to fail like this. As a result, fatal consequences were laid.
"Ah ah ah!" Thinking of the old man with white hair and beard, he felt sad in his heart. He looked up to the sky and screamed. His body suddenly twitched, blood spurted out from his wounds, and his heart was crushed by the disabled old man.
The twelve guards standing around the altar were all stunned when they saw this scene. They didn't understand why things turned out like this. They all obeyed orders and had no ego at all. They didn't know how to face this.
What to do in an emergency situation.
It was this lack of self-hesitation that sealed the fate of the twelve of them.
Black demonic energy surged out from the altar, like a roaring beast, surging like a tide, swallowing up the twelve guards in the blink of an eye.
Although the twelve guards were of good strength, unfortunately they were unable to withstand the sudden attack and the erosion of the demonic energy, and were quickly swallowed up by the demonic energy.
The demonic energy dissipated, and where the twelve guards stood just now, only twelve white bones were left. The breeze blew, and the twelve white bones instantly collapsed and turned into powder.
"Hey hey hey!" The disabled old man on the altar smiled ferociously, his whole body aura rising, and the demonic energy emitted from the altar became more intense and terrifying.
After devouring twelve guards and an old man with white hair and beard, the monster sealed in the altar greatly increased in strength. Under the command of the disabled old man, the billowing demonic energy turned into ferocious snakes and rushed out of the hall.
, and went straight to the guards waiting outside.
"Ahhhh, flax belt!~!" A miserable cry rang out from the backyard. Facing the ferocious demonic snake, the guards waiting outside were unable to resist it. It was simply a one-sided killing.
The screams were fierce and disappeared very quickly. After a while, demonic snakes with a thick smell of blood flew back from the outside. After hovering in the air for a while, they were projected onto the altar and merged.
into it.
In the backyard of the shrine, white bones and corpses were lying on the ground. The shrine, which was originally full of masters, was slaughtered, leaving only a disabled old man who looked like a ghost.
"Master, the aura of the third child body has become more and more obvious. It seems that the body of the three-headed demon snake is about to break out of the seal." In a mountain range on the Honshu Island of the Japanese country, Li Batian's figure shuttled quickly like a dragon.
, cp9’s words rang in his mind.
"Really? I'm finally going to fight the three-headed demonic snake. Let's use the three-headed demonic snake's body to be my stepping stone." He murmured to himself, Li Batian's eyes were filled with intense emotion.
Confident, now he is eager to fight the three-headed demon snake to test his combat effectiveness after his breakthrough in cultivation.
After more than ten days of training at the bottom of the sea, using cold crystals to temper the Dragon Elephant's internal Qi, he finally succeeded in breaking through his cultivation to the point where his Qi and blood could not stop. The Dragon Elephant's internal Qi in his body was condensed into a liquid, and his strength was almost qualitative.
leap.
Almost as soon as he broke through, before he had time to feel the increase in strength after breaking through the bottleneck, cp9 reminded him that the aura of the third child body appeared.
As they rushed towards the shrine, the aura of the third child became clearer and clearer. Both Li Batian and CP9 were feeling a little nervous and excited. (To be continued.)