"Great Eight-faced Evil God, your most devout believers are willing to dedicate their purest souls, carry your will with their complete bodies, and spread the glory of the gods in the world. Please give the believers the crown, and please awaken your loyal guards.
"The Blood Mosquito" long and long voices that seemed to come from a distant world were showing their loyalty.
The middle-aged monk knelt on his knees, his head almost submerged in the gurgling blood, but as a devout believer, he didn't care.
It seems that all the minds have been immersed in an inexplicable spiritual world, constantly praying to the Eight-faced Evil God, and even the blood flowing out of the wrist is almost unfeeling.
If the head of the Jin family were to do this, he would definitely scold him. This kind of manipulation is not the blood mosquito summoning ritual at all. Although it can achieve the same effect, the difficulty is doubled.
Once approved by the Eight-faced Evil God, these blood mosquitoes will be completely controlled by middle-aged monks. It is not impossible for hundreds of blood mosquitoes to work together to deal with some new foundation-building monks.
Of course, the premise of all this is success. In the hundreds of years of history, the Jin family has not lacked some ambitious and capable people who want to become the messengers of the Eight-faced Evil God and rise rapidly. Unfortunately, these monks all face the same ending.
, failed and died, becoming a delicious meal for the evil gods.
"Who disturbed the sleep of the Eight-faced Evil God, buzzing in your ears like a mosquito? Don't you understand what the evil god's wrath is?" In an unknown evil god's realm that is always in darkness,
A thick, violent voice shook the surroundings.
This dark divine realm belongs to the Eight-faced Evil God's realm, where he is the maker of all rules, and everything can be decided with a single word.
Every god has his own divine domain, regardless of whether he is powerful or not. The difference between the two is just the size of the area and the quality of the environment.
The more advanced the god's cultivation is, the more comprehensive the development of the divine domain will be, and it may even become a new small world. In other words, from the divine domain to which a god belongs, one can basically have a clear understanding of its strength.
The eight-faced evil god worshiped by the Jin family for generations is obviously not outstanding in strength, and may even be ranked low among the many evil gods.
In fact, this is normal. How could a truly powerful evil god value the so-called offerings and sacrifices of a family in the Qi Refining Period? Even though they have been weakened and attacked several times.
"The Jin family is like reptilian ants, and there are monks who overestimate their abilities and want to become the messenger of the Eight-faced Evil God. How unreasonable?" The Evil God, who never showed his true face, was very angry.
The Eight-faced Evil God is actually very interested in promoting his reputation in the world and having more believers. However, this arduous task is obviously not something that monks in the Qi Refining Period can complete. All this has already doomed the Jin family.
The failure of the monk.
"For the sake of the kindness enshrined by you in this era, my soul can be used as a tribute to awaken the Blood Mosquito Guardian." As soon as the words came out, the Eight-faced Evil God gently waved his hands into the void, and the soul of the middle-aged monk had already left his body.
"There is still a certain amount of time before we wake up. The great and intelligent Eight-sided Evil God will definitely not be the first one to attract attention." The Eight-sided Evil God muttered to himself, and then fell into a deep sleep again.
The Jin family and Zhao Shoushou were completely unaware of all the changes in the evil god. However, after each of them became aware of it, the relationship between the two parties had unknowingly changed a lot.
"Senior, please see, a few days ago, more than ten blood mosquitoes suddenly flew out of the Huang Fei Ling Mine. Caught off guard, three family monks were attacked by them and sucked their blood and died." The three shriveled corpses without any blood were exactly
The first scene Zhao Shoushou faced after coming out of seclusion.
"Hey, this is really unreasonable. How can I just stand by and watch? Today let's see how I use my magic power to destroy it in one fell swoop." Zhao Shoushou looked filled with righteous indignation, and seemed to be fully confident.
However, if you observe carefully, you can find that Zhao Shoushou's eyes have been drifting around, as if he is observing every move of the surrounding situation.
The bronze spear he kept playing with in his hand moved up and down, left and right, seemingly irregularly, but the tip of the spear never changed at all, which was exactly where the leader of the Jin clan was.
"Buzz buzz!" Before Zhao Shoushou could kill the leader of the thieves in one fell swoop, a special whistle suddenly came from the depths of the Huang Feiling mine.
"Senior, be careful, this is the sound of blood mosquitoes moving out. You can tell from the sound that this is a large group," the Jin clan leader warned cautiously.
"They are just a group of blood mosquitoes. How can they be allowed to show off their ferocity in front of someone? Water Net Technique, Edict" As if he knew nothing about the surrounding situation, the three water nets responsible for defense had already appeared.
"Water Needle Technique, come out" with a flick of both hands, three water needles were fired in the opposite direction. Although this spiritual technique has not made many achievements in battles of the same level, it can easily deal with some blood mosquitoes.
More than a hundred blood mosquitoes had just swarmed out of the Huang Fei Ling veins and had already received a blow. At least a dozen blood mosquitoes had become dead souls under the needle and had not yet had a chance to show their ferocious appearance.
Although the middle-aged monk who awakened the blood mosquitoes has died, the Jin family still has some methods to temporarily control it. Under his command, most of the remaining blood mosquitoes turned around and attacked Zhao Shoushou.
In addition to the strong smell of blood, the most conspicuous thing about these blood mosquitoes is their long mouths that are obviously different from other mosquitoes. With a flash of cold light, I believe they can definitely penetrate most defense methods.
"What a shameless Jin family that colludes with demons and ghosts. They waste their time and energy on advising you. Do you really think that just a few blood mosquitoes can deal with you? Today, let me let you understand what a foundation-building monk is."
Seeing Tu Qiong Dagger and seeing Zhao Shoushou shouting, he turned around suddenly.
I saw his ten fingers flicking, and each time a drop of water, about one-tenth the size of normal one-yuan heavy water, would accurately cover each blood mosquito, using the characteristics of one-yuan heavy water to trap it tightly.
, then Bronze Ge attacked and killed them one by one.
There were about ninety or so blood mosquitoes left, and the total time consumed was only about half an hour. The biggest sacrifice was ten one-yuan heavy water.
"Who is it, who is destroying the opportunity to build a certain advanced foundation?" Suddenly, accompanied by an angry shout, a monk exuding a vague special aura appeared in the air.
"Ancestor, Ancestor has come out of seclusion. Please use your magical power to kill the monks in front of you and avenge my shame." The leader of the Jin clan, who was originally in panic, shouted loudly and his eyes lit up, as if this so-called ancestor
Possessing supreme magical power.
"It's just a half-step foundation building between Qi refining and foundation building. Where does the self-confidence come from to make this boss so domineering?" Zhao Shoushou sneered, clearly seeing the essence of the so-called ancestor.