Volume 2 Chapter 58 Resentful Blood

However, it was said that under Ke Weiti's repeated offensives, the sloppy Taoist was not embarrassed, but was comfortable and handy. But under the continuous offensive, the sloppy Taoist's response was very peculiar, and Ke Weilei discovered the subtleties. Sloppy Taoists seem to be relaxed, but they are not.

The worry in Ke Weiti's heart disappeared, and he was very happy. Ke Weiti knew that the sloppy Taoist at this time was just a paper tiger, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

"Hahaha, since the battle, you have not mobilized the Yuan Force of your whole body, and you have been fighting with the help of external forces. ”

The corners of Ke Weiti's mouth hooked up an evil smile, and he stared coldly at the sloppy Taoist, which made people creepy.

"I didn't expect anything wrong!

Ke Weiti was unswerving, and his heart was determined to be a sloppy Taoist.

The sloppy Taoist was unmoved, and said indifferently: "So what? Everything is just your speculation, if you want to fight, why do you have to talk so much?"

Ke Weiti laughed again, his smile full of ill intentions.

"I'm not good, I just can make the Royal Beast Sect collapse from now on. ”

"I'm here, you're delusional!"

"Then wait and see!"

After that, the light in Ke Weiti's hand flashed, and there was something more in his palm.

This thing is as black as ink, and it is breathtaking. At a glance, it seems that the soul will fall into it. This black substance exudes a strong fishy smell, and as soon as it appears, it causes the surrounding vitality to boil sharply. Wherever its aura went, the five elements collapsed and the space cracked.

The sloppy Taoist stared at this thing, and his eyes became more and more solemn. He felt the breath of this thing, so familiar, but for a moment it was difficult to remember. The sloppy Taoist frowned, and there was a faint glint in his eyes.

"I can't think of this thing, right?"

Ke Wei was tired and smug, and the thing in his hand was his biggest killer move. If the sloppy Taoist is still in his prime, he may still be able to suppress this thing. But at this time, the sloppy Taoist obviously did not have that kind of strength. Ke Weiti no longer had any scruples, and he was publicized, he wanted to use this thing to defeat the Imperial Beast Sect.

The sloppy Taoist pondered hard, and his mind scanned the things in Ke Weiti's hand over and over again. Whenever the mind of a sloppy Taoist touches that object, there will be a strange feeling in his heart.

It's both intimate and strange!

"What is it?" said the sloppy Taoist. A moment later, the sloppy Daoist's eyes were full of horror, he couldn't imagine that Ke Weilei had actually gotten such an item.

"You ......"

The sloppy Taoist pointed to the thing in Ke Weiti's hand, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Hahaha, it looks like you're remembering!"

Ke Wei is tired and arrogant, and the victory is in his hands. The mist on his face also trembled, and it was obvious that he was very excited.

"Yes, this is the resentful blood of the upper three spirits!"

After receiving Ke Weiti's affirmative answer, the sloppy Taoist's eyes widened wider, his chest rose and fell, the momentum around him was sometimes violent and sometimes calm, and the space under his feet made a "hissing" sound.

The sloppy Taoist is furious!

"You...... How could you do such a thing?"

The sloppy Taoist had red eyes, pointing at Ke Weiti, with a look of deep hatred.

"Hmph, all we have is a grudge, why can't I do this?"

"Don't you know how important the upper three spirits are to the world? How dare you use such means? If the upper three spirits are damaged, the world will be in chaos, and the consequences will be unimaginable. How can you ignore the destiny of heaven and destroy the lives of people?"

"Don't tell me anything about the Mandate of Heaven, others don't know, don't you and I know what the Mandate of Heaven is? If there is something with the upper three spirits, isn't there still the lower three spirits? hehehehe......

Ke Weilei had obviously made up his mind to target the Imperial Beast Sect. Otherwise, he wouldn't have spent so much strength to refine the resentful blood of the three spirits.

Resentful blood is the blood of a living being, which is taken from its heart under the anger of its own and then smelted into the resentful soul of that creature.

Resentment of blood can be said to be one of the most evil evils in the world. It can channel the evil thoughts of any living being, so that they can be manipulated by evil thoughts. And the higher the level of the creatures refining the resentful blood, the stronger the power of the resentful blood.

The item in Ke Weiti's hand is the resentful blood of the three spirits, and its power is unimaginable to the sloppy Taoist.

The sloppy Taoist had a stern face and a solemn tone, and he stared at Ke Weili with disgust, and the corners of his mouth trembled.

"Are you really going to do such a defiant act?"

Ke Wei looked at the sloppy Taoist with disdain, as if he was looking at an idiot.

"Since ancient times, you have known the destiny of heaven, you are really pedantic! Don't forget, if you break your great array, I am the sky, I am the Tao!"

"I'm not going to let you get away with it!"

"Hmph, don't forget, you are bound by the Heavenly Dao you respect!"

At this time, the sloppy Taoist can't control much anymore, and he must seize the resentful blood in Ke Weiti's hands. If this evil thing is not removed, I am afraid that the entire Qingzhou will be in chaos.

The momentum around the sloppy Taoist is rising, and his whole temperament has changed. Just now, he was like an ordinary old man, but now he is majestic and murderous, like a god of war.

But as the Sloppy Daoist unleashed his might, his body began to entangle with visions.

There is a phantom figure with a snake body and a tiger's head, which entangles the sloppy Taoist to death. The phantom opened its jaw and bit the sloppy man from the neck up into his mouth.

There was also a fierce beast with an upright human body, and he was also a phantom, standing in front of the sloppy Taoist. The beast stretched out its claws, and grabbed at the heart of the sloppy Taoist.

There are more and more phantoms, and the forms of phantoms are also very different. But these phantoms all have the same goal, which is to attack the Sloppy Daoist.

The sloppy Taoist was surrounded by phantoms, without a single gap.

At this time, the sloppy Taoist people have obviously changed. His eyebrows trembled, a few folds appeared on his forehead, and his body twitched inadvertently.

Sloppy Taoists suffer greatly.

Although it is not known what these phantoms are, their influence on the sloppy Taoist is real. I just don't know if these phantoms will affect the safety of sloppy Taoists!

"Hahaha, as I expected, you can't use your own Yuan Power at all. As long as you dare to use the Yuan Force, you will fall into the Heavenly Tribulation. ”

Ke Weiti was even more proud, he could see clearly that the state of the sloppy Taoist at this time, although the momentum was high, but it was the sunset that was about to fall, and there was only the last bit of afterglow.

"Enough for you!"

The sloppy Taoist gritted his teeth, and after saying this, he moved. The goal of the sloppy Taoist is to resent blood.

"How can you succeed!"

Ke Weilei naturally understood that if he lost his resentful blood, his plan would also fail. In that case, Ke Weiti would be trapped in the complete Ten Thousand Beasts Great Array. At that time, Ke Weiti could be said to be ineffective every day, and the earth was not spiritual.

Therefore, Ke Weiti will desperately protect the resentful blood in his hands.

In a flash, the sloppy Taoist shuttles freely through the space. Unconsciously, he had already come to Ke Weiti's side. The sloppy Taoist suddenly burst out of the Yuan Force in his hand, rushing towards the resentful blood, wanting to sweep the resentful blood back.

Ke Weili smiled at the corners of his mouth, and when the sloppy Taoist moved, his body also weakened, like a gust of wind, dissipating in the air.

"Your trick is useless to me!"

The void echoed with Ke Weilei's sarcasm, but there was no trace of Ke Weilei.

After the sloppy Taoist used the Yuan Force, he was even more painful, and a layer of dense sweat oozed from his forehead. The phantoms were also tighter, and some even showed signs of blending into the body of the scruffy Taoist.

"I see if you can cast a few more spells!hahaha......"

Ke Wei's arrogant laughter sounded in the air again, and there was a strong confidence in this laughter.

The sloppy Taoist naturally knew his own situation, and he didn't want to drag it out any longer, which would be even more detrimental to him.

The sloppy Taoist looked at Yu Shangxing who was standing in the distance, and his index finger flashed a bright light, shooting towards the beast venerable soul mark above Yu Shangxing's head. The Beast Venerable Soul Seal jumped in the air and flew into the hands of the sloppy Daoist.

At this time, a sentence sounded in Yu Shangxing's ears, which was naturally said by a sloppy Taoist.

"The Beast Venerable Soul Seal is borrowed from me, you don't have to worry, I have set a ban in the space around you, and you will not be affected by the battle!"

Yu Shangxing reacted at this time, and hurriedly transmitted: "Seniors, please use it, don't worry about it, you can protect yourself in the future!"

The light flashed in the sloppy Taoist's hand, and the beast venerable soul seal flew up and hung above the sloppy Taoist's head. The Beast Venerable Soul Seal was radiant, and it rumbled like a roar. The phantoms around the sloppy Taoist were all stagnant, and they were gradually driven away from the sloppy Taoist by the beast venerable soul seal.

With the help of the Beast Venerable Soul Seal, the sloppy Daoist was light, and there was no longer the pressure just now. The sloppy Taoist looked at the empty void with a sharp look in his eyes.

After a glance, the sloppy Taoist's eyes froze in one place. Ke Wei, who was hidden in the void, was tired, and his body was cold, and he was extremely uncomfortable. The Sloppy Daoist spotted him and unleashed wisps of murderous intent.

"Hmph, half-crippled people dare to be murderous!"

Ke Wei was tired and fearless, but he despised the sloppy Taoist even more.

"The more you are like this, the more dangerous you are!

Although Ke Weiti thought so in his heart, his actions were not slow. The moment he was discovered by the sloppy Taoist, Ke Weiti had already moved. His figure disappeared again, and Ke Wei was tired of walking through the void, he didn't want to fight the sloppy Taoist head-on.

Ke Wei tired and wanted to drag the sloppy Taoist to death.

The longer it is, the more unfavorable it will naturally be for sloppy Taoists. Therefore, Ke Weiti's strategy is very correct. As long as the more phantoms accumulate on the sloppy Taoist, the more difficult it will be to dodge when it finally erupts.

Ke Weiti can not be said to be ruthless, he wants to be sloppy and the Taoist will never recover.

The sloppy Daoist naturally understood Ke Weiti's plans, but he had been eroded by the Heavenly Tribulation all year round, and his cultivation was not as good as before. In addition, in order to avoid the catastrophe, the sloppy Taoist used secret methods, which made his cultivation drop to another level. So much so that now, although the sloppy Daoist broke out with all his might, it was still difficult to quickly capture Ke Weiti.

There were ripples of Yuan Force in the air, which was naturally a sloppy Taoist performing spiritual skills. The sloppy Taoist didn't want to drag it out any longer, so he had to use his most powerful spiritual skills.

This fluctuation was noticed by Ke Weiti, and his heart suddenly burst out, and he secretly shouted: "It's not good!"

Ke Weiti had to deal with it, and the sloppy Taoist was fighting for his life. If the resistance is over, Ke Weiti will succeed, and he will be the winner of the trip to the Royal Beast Sect. If it is not blocked, Ke Weiti may be seriously injured and dying.

Ke Wei wrinkled his brows tiredly, carefully dealing with the sloppy Taoist spiritual arts.