The first thousand one hundred and sixty-six chapters
Chapter 1,166 Xueluo Boy
"Blood of Shura God."
"Asura divine blood, what is that?"
"Haha, to put it simply, it is a drop of blood left behind in your previous life."
"A drop of blood, what's the use of that?" Yue'er was stunned, a look of disappointment appeared on her pretty face.
"Miss, don't forget, in your previous life, you were comparable to a true immortal. This blood contains rich immortal spiritual power, which is not comparable to ordinary treasures. Not to mention other uses, Miss, if you use this drop
Once the blood is collected, there will definitely be no problem in conceiving a baby."
"Really?" Yue'er didn't care much at first. After hearing this, she couldn't help but feel ecstatic. For this girl, nothing can compare with the temptation of the condensed Yuanying.
The growth of magical power is secondary. The key is that he can reshape a new body. Yue'er's eyes couldn't help but look a little confused.
"Xiao Tao, do you know where the blood is?"
"Of course my little maid knows it." The little girl puffed up her chest and spoke triumphantly: "Miss, let me tell you, that blood..."
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At the same time, Xuanyuan City was more than a hundred miles away.
That hidden underground cave.
At this time, several hours had passed since the accident occurred in Xuanyuan City. The sun was setting in the west and the sky was gradually getting gloomier.
On the high stone platform in the center of the stone chamber, the model of Xuanyuan City is still well placed, with a dark air, but the light spots representing the monks of the two races have been eliminated.
"Haha, it's almost time. There are as many as one hundred thousand dead monks. With the help of their flesh and blood and souls, we can activate the altar and let us go to Wuding River." The ancestor of the Luo family said excitedly.
"Ancestor, why don't you wait a little longer? Wouldn't it be great if all these monks died?" The square-faced old man said as he clenched his hand.
"Lao Liu, you have a good idea, but do you really think that the high-level beings of the human and demon tribes are idiots? Apart from the impact caused by the formation, the biggest damage actually comes from the cannibalism of these greedy guys. But in just half a day, already
One hundred thousand immortal cultivators have died, and the rest of them have woken up even if they are hot-headed. This chaos cannot continue forever. As time goes by, order will slowly be restored. At that time, if we want to take action again, huh, you say
What will be the outcome?”
"This..." The square-faced monk was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses: "It's my disciple who thinks things too beautifully. Our ancestor is wise, so should we..."
"Yes, let's go now."
After the ancestor of the Luo family finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and sacrificed the strange flag again. He followed the same method and used the power of the huge ghost claws to lift the mountain peak and the group of people flew out of the underground cave.
The distance of more than a hundred miles was reached in an instant.
Soon, the majestic Xuanyuan City appeared in the eyes of the Luo family monks.
The most eye-catching thing is naturally the five dark light pillars that shoot straight into the sky. Most of the day has passed, and the Yin Qi emanating from them has not only not attenuated, but has become thicker...
boom!
The sound of explosions kept reaching the ears. At this moment, the huge Xuanyuan had turned into a slaughterhouse of Shura. The monks, monsters, ghosts, and the stone statues and buildings were all smashed into a mess.
As a cultivator in the separation and union stage, the ancestor of the Luo family couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he saw the scene in front of him. Hundreds of thousands of monks were fighting in a melee. If they hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes, no one would be able to imagine how spectacular it was.
It can't be described in words at all!
A battle of this scale may have only occurred millions of years ago when the seven major sects joined forces to encircle and suppress the Luo Family Headquarters.
The shouts of killing shook the sky, and although the sun had already set on the hillside, the light from various magical powers illuminated the area as if it were daytime.
The light rays slowed down, and the ancestor of the Luo family stopped seven or eight miles away from the city gate. Then he flicked his sleeves and a secret transmission note flew out.
After less than a cup of tea, several rays of escape light came on, and after a few breaths, they arrived here.
"See Ancestor."
There were seven people who came, all of whom were Nascent Soul cultivators. The appearance of the leader was even more peculiar. He was actually a boy less than three feet tall. However, he was not a dwarf. He looked quite similar to a child of seven or eight years old.
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Wearing a red cloth bellyband with a carp pattern on it, a gold collar around his neck, and bells ringing in the wind on his chubby little hands and ankles.
This image is a bit like the boy who scatters money in secular New Year pictures, but this person is actually a great monk in the late Yuanying period.
As the saying goes, people cannot be judged by appearance, and sea water cannot be measured.
Despite the chubby and cute appearance of this boy, the poisonous mind is well-known in the Luo family. Boy Xueluo, thousands of cultivators have died at the hands of this old monster over the past hundreds of years.
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Of course, when seeing his ancestor, the boy Xueluo naturally did not dare to show any arrogance and bowed respectfully.
"That's it, Third Brother, no need to be too polite. You have made the first contribution to our plan being able to succeed this time." The ancestor of the Luo family was in a very good mood and praised him pleasantly.
"Thank you, ancestor, for your compliment. Everything went smoothly because of our ancestor's careful planning, and the juniors just ran a few errands." The boy Xueluo didn't take any credit, and the flattery made him feel very comfortable.
"Well, have the low-level monks who sneaked into the city safely evacuated now?"
"Don't worry, Ancestor. After filling the crystals in the formation eye, my nephew has arranged for the disciples to evacuate. It has been more than half a day. Although their escape speed is not fast, they should still be hundreds of thousands of miles away from Xuanyuan.
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"Well, that's good. Although this plan is well-planned, the senior leaders of the seven major sects are not idiots. From some clues, they should have guessed that our Luo family is behind the scenes. The lower-level disciples do not have much fighting power, but they are
They must hide the seeds for the prosperity of the family. As long as the treasure is successfully obtained, we don't have to worry about the revenge of the major sects." The ancestor of the Luo family touched his beard and showed a trace of satisfaction on his face.
After joining the Xueluo boy, the Luo family's group consisted of twenty people, which was already the majority of the elites of the family. Having made a desperate choice, the ancestor of the Luo family would naturally not be timid.
Now, there is no retreat.
Either they succeed in retrieving the treasure and let the Luo family prosper again, or they are hunted down by the seven sects again, no... the situation is even more serious. After this change, the demon clan will not let them go.
But so what, instead of being a rat crossing the street, it’s better to give it a try.
He has long been tired of the life of hiding, and with the divine blood of Shura, it is no longer a dream to advance to the later stage of clutching. He has great hope of successfully ascending to the spiritual world.
Although the sake of the family cannot be said to be an excuse, behind this, the ancestor of the Luo family also had very serious selfish motives.
After all, the purpose of cultivation is to live forever, so of course he would not give up such a good opportunity.
"Walk!"
The ancestor of the Luo family waved his hand and was about to lead his disciples to fly into the city. However, at this moment, a doubtful voice came into his ears: "Ancestor, if we go in like this, will we be attacked by those ghosts and buildings?"
"Nine girls, don't worry too much. Since I activated this Huangquan array, I have naturally prepared for this. This city was built by King Ming of Tiansha in ancient times, and we all have the blood of King Ming.
, although it is thin, it is enough to protect us from attacks by the ghosts and ghosts in the formation."
"I see."
The other monks of the Luo family couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and then flew towards the city under the leadership of their ancestor.
The old monster, for some unknown reason, temporarily restrained his aura and looked like he was only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
After entering the city, the group went straight to the center of the city without making many stops on the road. There was a huge building there, which appeared to be the city lord's palace, but was actually the only way to the Wuding River.
The screams of misery are still endless, and although there are bloody killings everywhere, there are no idiots in the human and demon tribes, so naturally no one will foolishly provoke this group of mysterious monks.
After all, twenty Nascent Soul old monsters gathered together, this lineup is enough to scare people to death.
Some guys even began to speculate whether the Presbyterian Church in Xuanyuan City had sent reinforcements.
After all, the Tianyun Trade Fair is in charge of several superpowers from the seven major sects and the demon clan.
If such an incident occurs, they will definitely send elite disciples to come and deal with it.
In other words, the chaos cannot last long, and there is not much time left for everyone to kill people and grab treasures.
Thinking of this, those smart guys not only did not stop, but even more frantically fought for the treasures.
As the layman Qinglian said, Zhuzi was not enough and it was the greed of the immortal cultivators that allowed the Luo family's schemes to succeed one by one.
Disaster is approaching, but they don't know how to stop.
Of course, not all monks make such a choice.
As soon as the big monster beast in the late stage of transformation faintly noticed something was wrong.
This is a monster with the head of a dragon and the body of a dragon. The surface of its body is not only covered with golden scales, but is also wrapped in a ball of fiery flames.
Fire Dragon King!
At this time, he was besieged by several monks.
As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food. As long as there is enough temptation, sheep can also become tigers.
In normal times, this group of monks would never dare to provoke the great demon clan in the late stage of transformation, but the pile of treasures in front of them was worth millions of crystals, so the monks of a certain sect became obsessed with interests.
The Fire Dragon King didn't know whether to laugh or cry. A mere monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul and more than a dozen disciples in the Dan Condensation stage wanted to challenge him. It was simply a matter of life and death.
Since the other party wanted to seek death, he certainly had no mercy, but the sword array did have some skills. The Fire Dragon King didn't want to get entangled, so he directly catalyzed the demonic power and turned into a half-human, half-demon body.
Jiaolong is originally from the Heaven and Earth Spirit Clan. This great demonic beast in the late stage of transformation has tempered its demonic body for countless years. Its hardness can even be compared with magic weapons.
Since he was not afraid of the opponent's attack, he naturally broke through the sword formation with just a few moves.
The dozen or so cultivators of the elixir-condensing stage didn't even understand what was going on. They were all wrapped in demonic fire and went to the underworld in an instant.