Chapter 363 Yuanying self-destructs
Chapter 363 Yuanying self-destructs
The silver-white void battlefield has infinite space and is vast and boundless. The power of rules is everywhere, and the undulating hills are like silver veins extending into the distance.
The three Nascent Soul auras collided here, making a rumbling sound. The magic power was overwhelming, a long river of blood flowed on the earth, and the demonic energy was eerie.
Obviously, after being suppressed in the void battlefield, the Blood River Ancestor fell into a disadvantage and was beaten back step by the combined forces of the two Nascent Soul fighters.
"My dear friend from the Li family, this time it is my Blood River Sect that admits defeat. How about you and I withdraw from here and swear to the Heavenly Dao that we will never invade again in the future?"
The blood surged and turned into a human figure. After the evil light dissipated, the face was unexpectedly young and handsome.
The Blood River Patriarch was really too young, appearing to be only in his early twenties, with an upright figure, handsome face, and a mysterious aura.
It was obvious that this old devil was really anxious. His powerful magic power was suppressed and he was at a disadvantage.
Although the Xuehe Sect is an ancient sect of the demonic path, the lethality of its scripture inheritance is not surprisingly strong. What's more, its ability to preserve its life is quite strong, and it can be said to be immortal.
"Wow!!"
The Ice Phoenix puppet let out a cry, the soul fire in its skull leapt fiercely, its broken feathers draped over its skeleton, and it opened its mouth to spit out the Xuanming Qi, which was like an ice-blue immortal sword slashing down.
Li Quanqing answered with practical actions. The Xuanming ice spread layer by layer, directly freezing a large area of blood river into ice, defeating the evil spirit and turning it into nothingness.
"Could this be... the power of Xuanming! Damn it, your ancestors came from the Xuanming Dao Palace in the Northern Territory? No... you are the descendant of Tianhe Dao!"
The Blood River Ancestor has lived for a long time, has a broad vision, and knows many ancient secrets.
In the Northern Cold Region, the Xuanming Dao controls the Xuanming True Water, one of the seven true waters. It has a deep connection with the Tianhe Dao and is the most powerful force in the world.
Most importantly, the Xuanming True Meaning is naturally able to restrain the Blood River inheritance. The icy air freezes everything, and even the invisible Blood God Son cannot escape.
"Fellow Daoist, do you really want to fight to the death?"
Large amounts of blood turned into powder, and the area covered by the evil spirit became smaller and smaller.
The Blood River Ancestor's emotions calmed down, and a fierce light flashed in his scarlet eyes.
The calmer an old devil is, the more dangerous he becomes, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark with its fangs bared, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.
"Since you have come to attack, you must be prepared to die."
Li Quanqing's body was hidden in the Whale King's Holy Armor, and his magic power permeated the surroundings, which was incredibly powerful.
Even so, he remained alert and was ready to take out the Longevity Pill at any time so as not to give the other party a chance to die together with him.
Although a hundred years is a long time, he can still afford it. He is confident that within sixty years, he can truly break through the elixir and become an infant, and become one of the top cultivators in the world.
"Well said. In a battle of life and death, I am willing to accept defeat."
"It all depends on whether you have the ability!"
The Blood River Patriarch laughed loudly, and at this moment, a sense of openness and honesty emerged from his whole body, truly revealing the character of a Yuanying Zhenjun.
"Transform into blood magic sand, and all spirits will be annihilated!"
Tick tock!Tick tock!
The skin of the Blood River Ancestor cracked all over, and drops of bright red blood rolled down from it, instantly turning him into a bloody man.
The strange thing is that these blood beads condensed and did not disperse, and the color became darker and darker. Finally, they turned into grains of magic sand, carved with evil patterns and filled with a pungent smell of blood.
This is the magic treasure that the Blood River Ancestor has been refining for hundreds of years, and it contains incredible power.
The blood-transforming magic sand covered the sky and the sun, making a whistling sound. It was sharper than any magic flying sword and was enough to cut off the flesh and blood of living beings layer by layer.
"The power is pretty good."
Li Quanqing's eyes were calm. He had too many powerful spiritual treasures in his hands.
In his opinion, these blood-transforming magic sands were just average, and there was nothing amazing about them. In fact, many cultivators had already exhausted all their potential after breaking through the Nascent Soul stage.
Many people spend their entire lives, spending thousands of years, but in the end they can only remain in the early stage of Nascent Soul, without making any progress.
Like the Blood River Ancestor, he used the secret magic to devour his disciples and finally broke through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.
It can even be called an outstanding one.
"Demon Sand Blood Slave, come out!"
The Blood River Patriarch kept making seals with his hands and his magical powers changed. Grains of magic sand were seen shuttling through the sea of blood, and they actually combined with the blood to transform into blood-red magic shadows wearing armor.
Each of these blood shadow demon slaves has a combat power comparable to that of a Jindan cultivator. Now that they are densely packed together and coupled with the power of the magic sand, their might is simply unimaginable.
boom! !
The sea of blood roared, and hundreds of golden elixir blood slaves rose into the sky together, with a fierce momentum, sweeping across the sky like raindrops, causing the Yuanying to change color.
"As expected of an old devil, he has deep experience. Now he has finally shown his true strength. Are you ready to fight to the death?"
Seeing hundreds of Jindan monks attacking at the same time, even Li Quanqing was distracted for a moment. This scene was too shocking.
Rumble!
With the infusion of his Nascent Soul level magic power and the roar of a dragon, the pitch-black dragon instantly became extremely huge, its body rumbling and rolling past.
The magic halberd took effect and transformed into a Nascent Soul dragon, with scales clanging all over its body. Its huge claws whizzed past, instantly crushing several magic sand blood slaves and turning them into a pool of blood again.
This is a competition between fourth-tier spiritual treasures. The magical powers of both sides are similar, and the final battle will depend on their respective foundations.
"This magic weapon looks familiar. Why does it look like the magic halberd of Huangquan Sect..."
Ancestor Xuehe's expression slightly changed, as if he knew why Yao Chen would look for this small Jindan family, and it was actually related to the hidden Huangquan Demon Sect.
The two Nascent Soul magic treasures collided, blood filled the sky, and the magic dragon roared. In the end, the magic dragon halberd naturally prevailed and its body was indestructible.
"burst!!"
The Blood River Patriarch was merciless. As his sleeves dropped, he immediately controlled the grains of blood-transforming magic sand to vibrate violently, and finally exploded with a loud bang, causing a huge fluctuation of magic power.
Such powerful force is comparable to the self-destruction of a golden elixir!
Li Quanqing stretched out his hand and the dragon's body immediately coiled and circled, protecting him and the Ice Phoenix, enduring this terrible storm.
Hundreds of blood slaves exploded at the same time, and even the blood-transforming magic sand contained in them also exploded at this moment, turning into a blood-colored magic storm that swept across, enough to cut the mountain in half.
The Blood River Ancestor was truly ruthless, to the point that he had been cultivating his own spiritual treasure for hundreds of years, he gave it up without hesitation, just like the stars exploding in the sky.
Unfortunately, the demon dragon's body is hard and mixed with dragon scales of the divine dragon. Even if the scales are broken, they can still regenerate continuously with the help of demonic energy.
When the blood-red light in the sky dissipated, a black light bloomed, revealing the figure of the Demon Dragon Halberd Spirit, safe and sound.
"The young are truly to be feared. The ancestor lost."
The Blood River Ancestor stood alone on the ground, with blood all around him drying up, looking extremely desolate and lonely.
A dazzling blood-red light burst out. It was the last Yuanying-level sand mother grain, as big as a human head. It rose slowly from behind him like a blood-red sun.
"If the blood river doesn't die, then we will perish together!"
In an instant, the Blood-Transforming Sand Mother exploded violently, and along with the Blood River Ancestor's magic power, it turned into the most blazing light.
A devastating force spread wildly around the explosion point.
The blood swept across, as if to devour everything around it, making a low and terrifying roar, like the roar from the Netherworld Blood Sea!
(End of this chapter)