In the bloody world, the wailing sounds are so shrill and desolate.
Accompanied by the awakening song, the sanity of the resentful spirits is gradually recovering.
It doesn't matter that they revived. The blood demon felt doubly uncomfortable. The problem with his body was due to his martial arts. As for the backlash, most of it came from the swallowed creatures. He used his body to feed the resentful spirits, but in the subconscious of the creatures, they were still there.
It's okay if there are only one or two who resist, but once there are too many, it will become a terrible counterattack force.
Nowadays, this power is becoming more and more powerful with the resurgence of the will of the resentful spirits.
Uh...!
The muffled hum of the Blood Demon was clearly audible.
Without looking, you can tell that he is in a very bad state. He lives on blood. He swallowed too much and cannot digest it. Who knows how uncomfortable he is.
Seeing this, Zhao Yun plucked the strings faster and faster, and the sound of awakening filled the bloody world.
As long as it can awaken the will of the resentful spirit, anything can be said.
By then, he will not be fighting alone. The one who will be beaten by the group will be the blood demon. This method may really be able to completely kill this demon. There will be no resentful spirit to kill him, and killing him will not be so strenuous.
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Perhaps, this is also a way to break the Indestructible Demonic Body Technique. Although the process is cumbersome, it is indeed effective.
"You deserve to die."
The blood demon became angry, transformed into a big bloody hand, and grabbed it from the sky.
Zhao Yun didn't even look at it, he just plucked the strings, and the domineering music went up against the sky, smashing the big bloody hand. The blood demon groaned again, and the whole bloody world trembled, and the squirming flesh walls in all directions were...
A lot of it fell off and turned into pools of blood.
kill!
The blood demon roared angrily, and the condensed sword energy filled the sky and slashed at him. Every slash was radiant with blood. At first glance, it looked like a bloody rainstorm. He made his mustache swallow hard. It would be strange if he didn't get chopped into ashes.
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Buzz!
Zhao Yun was distracted by three things: while playing the piano, he burned the lotus lantern with his immortal power, and at the same time, he used his soul to control the sword to block the sword energy in the sky.
The Gorefiend's mind was in chaos. Although the attacking formation was large, it lacked a lot of power. It should have been done forcefully in the face of backlash.
In this way, even if the battle situation is deadlocked, the longer it drags on, the more beneficial it will be to them, because the will of the resentful spirits is reviving, which is what makes the blood demon most uncomfortable.
"Ancestor, wake up."
The mustache was not idle either, shouting at the top of his lungs.
In this short time, he found a lot of ancestors, all of whom he had seen in the portraits, which really answered his guess. The catastrophe that his lineage suffered back then was caused by the blood demon, and two generations were buried. This
What a blow to a lineage of inheritance.
His call was not in vain.
Most of the ancestors of his family regained their consciousness, and the viciousness and dullness in their eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by confusion. After the confusion, there was a flicker of clarity.
The other resentful spirits were in the same state. They were charging to kill, but now most of them have stopped, holding their heads and roaring. An ancient resentment formed a terrifying force and backfired on the blood demon.
ah...!
The blood demon roared, unable to suppress the resentful spirit anymore, and attacked forcefully again, transforming into a huge ghost face, terrifying and twisted, with a bloody mouth, trying to swallow Zhao Yun into ashes.
break!
Zhao Yun, who was divided into three purposes, divided his mind into two, one soul to control the sky thunder, and the other soul to control the black and yellow energy, and slashed against the sky, making a grimace.
In the dark, you can hear the sound of vomiting blood. It must be that the blood demon has been severely injured, and a mouthful of domineering blood is leaking out.
"Seniors, wake up!"
Zhao Yun's cry resonated with the sound of the piano and penetrated directly into the soul of the resentful spirit.
This word was so powerful that the struggling resentful spirits collectively recovered their minds, their eyes filled with clear color and overwhelming resentment and hatred.
"Blood Demon."
Their howls were roars from their souls, which turned into wisps of blood and struck the blood-colored flesh walls. Just like when they attacked Zhao Yun and Mustache Hu before, they were not afraid of life and death, and they continued one after another.
That was the last blow they could make with their consciousness clear.
To put it bluntly, it was a suicidal blow. Death was their liberation. They no longer had to suffer here. Even if they became a lonely ghost, even if they disappeared into ashes, it would be better than never being reincarnated.
Phew! Phew!
The dying counterattack of the resentful spirit is a devastating blow to the blood demon. Look at the mouthfuls of blood that are spitting out, each mouthful becomes more hearty and hearty. Being eaten back by the resentful spirit that he raised is no longer as simple as being uncomfortable.
Such scars cannot be recovered. Even if they are recovered, it is impossible to truly step into the Tianwu realm again.
As far as Zhao Yun is concerned, he has won 90% of this battle.
Once the resentful spirit is destroyed, the blood demon will have only one life left, and killing it will mean it is completely destroyed.
"Little Qilin." Zhao Yun called.
roar!
Qilin understood and instantly contributed his strength to help Zhao Yun achieve Qilin transformation.
Suddenly, a big guy suddenly appeared, in the shape of a unicorn, holding the sky and the ground, with qi and blood rolling, and a powerful force.
"grass...."
When the Eight-Character Hu saw it, he couldn't help but swore, what the hell...is it the legendary holy beast Qilin? Ji Hen actually has a Qilin. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, how could he dare to believe it? In just over half a year,
How many fortunes has this kid bumped into?
Also shocked was the Blood Demon. When he saw Qilin for the first time, he was the same. He had not noticed before that this seemingly weak little martial artist had actually formed a contract with the holy beast. Look at this state, it is more fierce than before.
The tiger is so domineering! Did he swallow an evildoer?
open!
Zhao Yun held the 100-foot Longyuan Sword in his hand and split open the bloody world with one blow.
puff!
The blood demon returned to his true form, regained his adult form, and rolled all the way out. His bloody body cracked frequently, and pieces of scales exploded out, collapsing into blood mist as he fell.
When he landed, he was already covered in a pool of blood. Maybe he was too seriously injured, maybe all the resentful spirits were wiped out, and no one could save his life. His half-broken body could not recover. The flowing blood dyed the ground red, and his momentum plummeted.
, it is no longer a quasi-heaven or a celestial force in an instant, but at this moment, it is a quasi-heaven state, but it has the aura of celestial force.
"Senior, it's over."
Zhao Yun said calmly, and a sword flew down from the sky.
The blood demon roared, froze his body, clasped his hands together, and formed a blood-colored shield above his body.
However, it was far from enough to see. Long Yuan's lightsaber fell and split the shield with one blow.
Whoosh!
The blood demon was a thief, and he took advantage of this moment to escape.
It's a pity that he can't leave. Zhao Yun had already expected it, and he immediately bent his bow and arrows, and his thunderous arrows were unparalleled.
puff!
This bloody light has scarlet eyes.
The blood demon who had not yet escaped from the sky was shot through by an arrow, and his bloody body collapsed inch by inch.
"No...no no..."
His howl was full of fear.
It was during this scream that he exploded into a bloody mist. How could he die in such a melancholy manner? In his current Tianwu realm, even Tianyue could not do anything to him. He could not be killed and could only be sealed.
He never thought that when he was unsealed, he would be killed by a Ksitigarbha realm. It was a complete killing, and no resentful spirit could take his life. With so many blood demons, it seemed that his death was the most aggrieved.
call!
Seeing that the blood demon was destroyed, Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief and then transformed into a unicorn.
The mustachioed man knelt on the ground, placed the memorial tablet of his ancestor, and cried with snot and tears.
Zhao Yun sighed, took the jug, and sprinkled a piece of turbid wine to commemorate his predecessors. In order to suppress the blood demon, the ancestors of the mustache line fought so fiercely. They... are all respectable
of.
It took a long time for Mustache to wipe away his tears.
The two went to the altar again and looked down through the big hole on the altar. It was true that the universe was hidden inside. Even at this moment, there were secret lines crisscrossing the altar, and the previous eight pagodas were a central position.
The senior named Tianyue was indeed not a simple person. He was able to activate the seal on the eight pagodas and use it to suppress the blood demon.
"Ancestor, the blood demon is destroyed."
The mustache spilled a piece of wine and bowed respectfully.
When the two came out again, night had fallen again. They saw that the stone tablet was intact, and they were stunned for a while.
Zhao Yun was relatively calm, because the stone tablet was not broken at all. It was just an illusion before. He could deceive the mustache, but he could not deceive him.
"Who is sealed in that iron box?"
The mustache finally asked the question, and it allowed the Buddhists to activate the highest level seal, and the ancestor could use it to suppress the blood demon. This shows that the person sealed within it is very powerful and terrifying.
"Demon Lord." Zhao Yun didn't hide it anymore.
As he thought, the mustache heard it and didn't react for a while.
Demon Lord?
The Immortal Demon King of the Demon Realm?
That's a ruthless man!
Throughout history, he is undoubtedly the strongest in the world. Even the nine great demon generals under him are all genuine Tianwu realm. You can imagine how dazzling the demon king is.
Such a strong man was actually sealed, and moreover, he was sealed by Buddha.
This was quite different from the history he knew.
In the barbaric era, the demon king once made trouble in the Buddhist land. With the background of the demon realm, can the Buddhists seal the demon king?
"You are fooling me!" The mustache looked unbelieving.
"Do I have that much free time?" Zhao Yun glanced at him.
Mustachio's mind was a little dizzy. How many secrets were hidden in the ancient times? How powerful is the Buddha Land even if it is sealed by the devil? Before, he only respected the Buddha, but now, he has a touch of fear.
I heard that the seal of the Eight-Bud Pagoda is very cruel and requires the person who is sealed to be dismembered. How could the Buddha, who has always been compassionate, be so cruel? How much he hates the Immortal Demon King to resort to such methods.
Gua!
Not long after, the roc spread its wings and flew high.
Along the way, the mustache's mouth never stopped, asking questions all the way, what are you asking?... Asking Mr. Zhao about those little secrets, such as the little unicorn, the lotus lantern and the stone piano, and also the witty words.
Zhao Yun answered everything he knew.
Of course, some parts of the story are naturally skipped because if I explain them too clearly, I might hurt my feelings.
At this point, the mustache was so beaten that it couldn't be lifted up.
Ordinarily, they have fought side by side, so why is there such a huge gap? It turns out that the words his master often talks about are very reasonable: character is very important.
Why!
The mustache sighed and picked up a picture scroll.
Since the mood is very low, it is still necessary to check out the new year products to calm down the excitement.
Zhao Yun saw it and took a look.
The mustached man also came on the road and handed one over casually.
"I'm a serious person."
Mr. Zhao said it was good, but his hands were not idle and he took it casually.
When it was over, I took a look around and saw no one, so I opened my mouth as if nothing had happened.
"Hmm...not bad."
"This is a collector's edition, and I won't let most people see it."
"Don't hide it, take it all out."
The two of them were also very affectionate. They didn't want to rest in the middle of the night, and they were busy studying the New Year's products. There was one movement that the two of them were surprisingly consistent with. It was the movement of wiping a nosebleed.
As he watched, there was someone else beside Zhao Yun.
It's a wise saying.
The flowers were blooming, the moon was full, and the night was beautiful. The little girl ran out to have fun again. As before, she took Zhao Yun's arm and leaned her cheek on his shoulder, just like a well-behaved little daughter-in-law, who obviously had no consciousness of being alive.
But after looking at the New Year's goods, I actually showed a touch of human emotion.
It's really strange.
I have never seen this scene while I was alive.
After death, it was an eye-opener.
Zhao Yun let out a dry cough and hurriedly collected the New Year's goods. Not only did he collect his own, he also snatched away the mustache ones and stuffed them all into the Lord of the Rings, fearing that the wise words would come out of his mouth: shameless.
whispering sound!
The mustache didn't take it seriously and sat down with his hands on his hands.
There were a few times when he rolled his eyes upward, always feeling that his forehead was particularly bright tonight, like a light bulb, very dazzling. Some people should be struck to death by lightning.
Put on this show of affection in the middle of the night.
But then again, this little girl is quite pitiful.
The form of the living dead, without human consciousness, is like a walking corpse, wandering between heaven and earth.
Um?
There was a moment when Miaoyu slowly stood up.
The mustached man’s eyebrows were slightly raised, while Mr. Zhao’s eyebrows were raised even higher.
Before they could react, Wuyu jumped off Dapeng's back. Her power of underworld marriage was so powerful that when she fell, she stepped on the ground with a thud, and the dark forest was so frightened that birds and beasts started to make noises.
"Punchline."
Zhao Yun arrived as quickly as a thunderous thunderbolt.
The mustache also came down, maybe because the posture was not correct, or maybe the aim was too accurate, and one end got stuck in a tree branch.
Zhao Yun ignored it and just stared at the punchline.
Tonight's witticism is very strange. After coming down, he was like a ghost, walking around in the forest, as if he was looking for something.
He called several times, but the words never stopped.
Walking to a mountain forest, the witty words were like a ghost hitting a wall, spinning back and forth.
"What's going on?" Mustache chased after him, looking confused.
"I don't know." Zhao Yun said, not forgetting to look around.
According to Feng Shui, this is definitely a treasured place, and it is most suitable to build a tomb here.
If he read correctly, there is a tomb below.
He was indeed right. There was really a tomb down here. Not only was there a tomb, but there was also a person. While the man was spinning around, the person climbed out of the ground.
He was a fat old man with dirt all over his body. He was obviously a living person, but he was wearing a shroud. His mustache made him tremble with urine. Did he think he was a fake corpse?
"What a fate!"
When Zhao Yun saw him, he looked serious and thoughtful.
That's right, he knows this person. Isn't he an old shroud?
In the past, this guy took him down to the ancient tomb of the Barbarian King, and he almost got lost in it.
But having said that, he still has to thank the old man Shouti.
If the old man hadn't taken him to the grave, he wouldn't have been able to open the Danhai.
I never thought that after more than half a year, I would meet him here. He is truly an expert in digging graves. He went to dig someone's ancestral graves in the middle of the night. Looking at the mess he was in, he knew that he didn't find any treasure.
What he was curious about was why Punch came here.
Could it be possible that there is a treasure in this tomb?
Or maybe there is a treasure in the shroud?
"It's finally out."
The old man in the shroud was cursing, maybe because he was in a daze, as if he didn't realize that there were three people there, one of them was spinning around, and the other two were staring at him with their hands and pestles folded upright.