Chapter 250: Bloodstone Crystals, Corrupted Flames
"I'll take you to try my new move, Soul Devouring Heavenly Demon Slash!"
Duan Mingxiao smiled evilly, and pulled out the long knife on the ground, looking very difficult, but there was still no trace of power fluctuations, the evil spirit was extremely vigilant, but he couldn't feel the spiritual power fluctuation at all, and he was also puzzled. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Slash!"
Duan Mingxiao shouted, the long knife drew a perfect arc from bottom to top, and an unpretentious sword light flew out, exuding a faint fluctuation of spiritual power, and the evil spirit pupils stared at this sword tightly, but did not feel the aura as powerful as before.
"Visible!"
A word slowly spit out from his mouth, and the sword instantly turned into eight more miniature blades, and the speed skyrocketed instantly, and he was caught off guard and slammed into the evil spirit's body, and instantly fell into silence.
Quiet, quiet makes people panic, there is not a trace of sound in the entire passage, not even the sound of breathing, the evil spirit floats in the air with a frightened face, with eight colors of knives on his body, and at the same time slashes at eight different positions on the body, but nothing has happened to the strange forehead, if it is just this little power, even his body can't be hurt.
Roar!!!
Just when the head of the evil spirit was running, the deafening sound of the dragon roar came, and the original eight different colors of the sword bloomed instantly, and the eight-colored dragon devoured the power of the evil spirit, and then rose to the sky, smashed on the body of the evil spirit, fell from a high altitude to the ground, smashed out a huge deep pit, the smoke and dust overflowed, the entire tunnel trembled, and the gravel fell from the top of the head, smashed on the ground, turned into gravel, and lasted for half a pillar of incense before stopping.
The smoke and dust gradually cleared, revealing the scene inside, a shocking scene.
The shape of the pit is strangely complete, like a sphere, surrounded by eight gathered and entrenched, even the dragon's head is clearly visible, lifelike, the traces in the pit are the bodies of eight dragons, intricate, but clearly organized, and the center of the pit is the evil spirit that has long turned into a pile of white bones, the light in the eyes is dim and almost extinguished, the breath is extremely weak, and there is no strength to fight again.
"Whew, it's so powerful!"
Duan Mingxiao took a long breath, very satisfied with his masterpiece, this trick was comprehended by him from the Nine Dragons Trapped Spirit, with the help of the eight powers of the Vientiane Heavenly Technique, condensed into eight giant dragons, however, the only thing that was special was that when the power was fused together, it was necessary to use another power, the power of space.
Why use the power of space? The scene at that time was that Duan Mingxiao had integrated all eight kinds of spiritual power into the long knife, but it was strange that he did not emit any spiritual power fluctuations, and even the sword that was cut out did not show any strong fluctuations, which was the key.
Use the power of space, regard each knife as a small space, seal it, and not let a little power flow out, naturally you can't feel the fluctuation of spiritual power, and when the eight-colored sword light hits all the light, the power of space is dispersed, and the original power is like a beast that escapes from the wilderness, devouring the creatures it touches, and then, by the power of the devouring to strengthen itself, and finally a strong blow, even the person who has been devoured spiritual power is impossible to stop it, eight kinds of spiritual power are mixed, and there is an explosion, which is a very terrifying power.
The most important point is that it is very difficult to fuse the eight forces, but it is easy to repel, through the simultaneous detonation of the eight forces, the effect of one plus one is greater than two, triggering a stronger explosion, the natural power will be stronger, not to mention the detonation of eight forces at the same time, the power can be imagined.
Duan Mingxiao smiled with satisfaction, but the spiritual power in his body was suddenly reduced by two-thirds, that is to say, this blow can only be used once, otherwise he will fall into an extremely dangerous situation, not to mention whether the spiritual power is enough or not, if he exhausts all his spiritual power at the time of the battle, and has not yet defeated the opponent, then the danger is definitely himself.
In the deep pit, there was a loud noise, and the pile of white bones tried to condense into an evil spirit again, but it was turned into powder by Duan Mingxiao's palm, and even the divine soul was shattered, and then it quieted down.
Among the ashes, there was a little red light, which was keenly captured by Duan Mingxiao, walked over, peeled off the ashes, and found a thumb-sized blood-red crystal, exuding strange power.
"Bloodpower!"
As soon as Duan Mingxiao came into contact, he felt the power of blood that had been exerted by the evil spirit, especially the part where his fingers grasped the crystal, and the blood converged towards the crystal, if Duan Mingxiao hadn't blocked it with spiritual power, it would have been absorbed by this crystal long ago.
"This is a blood stone crystal, anyone who cultivates the power of blood will have it, it can also be regarded as the condensation of the essence blood of evil spirits, it contains a lot of power, if it is refined, the power inside alone is enough to make a person in the middle of the Tianwu Realm reach the late stage."
Mo Xuan explained again, Duan Mingxiao shook his head helplessly, others can, but he can't, who made this exercise so rebellious, now even if he cultivates other exercises, it is useless, he is completely suppressed by Vientiane Tianyanjue, he can't exert his true strength at all, and if he wants to break through, the power will be absorbed by Vientiane Tianyanjue, so as to disperse to each core, and little by little to expand the core he already has, to the point that it is really a unique exercise, he even feels that this exercise has its own wisdom, Otherwise, how could it be so tricky?
Duan Mingxiao looked up and down at the bloodstone crystals in his hands, with a curious look, eight colors of power appeared on his hands, but none of them were absorbed by the blood-colored crystals, and after dissipating the spiritual power on his fingers, the blood boiled obviously, and it really seeped out of his fingers and merged into the bloodstone crystals, emitting a faint red light.
"It's amazing, not only can you clearly feel the flow of blood, but even the power will be swallowed up little by little."
Duan Mingxiao once again used his spiritual power to isolate the power of the bloodstone crystal, and said with some excitement, this is simply amazing, if he can master it and meet some strong opponents, even if he can't defeat it, he can be disgusting and disgusting, but it is quite a scoundrel.
If it is of the same level, the influence of this blood power alone is enough to give people a headache, then you can go all out, and you must refine it before the ranking of the strong list begins, so that the winning rate of the game will rise by a notch again.
Putting the bloodstone crystals into the ring, I looked around, and found that this should be almost to the exit, this evil spirit, chasing all the way here, is really annoying.
After discerning the direction, he went back along the way he came, and what Duan Mingxiao didn't know was that the boulder in the original cave had already recovered its original dark green, and he could even see that there was a small flame in the center of the boulder, which was exactly the same color as the boulder, exuding strong fluctuations, and then slowly sank, and finally landed on the blood pool below, countless crimson liquids wanted to wrap this flame, but it was burned out, but the blood pool seemed to be endless, in the end, The dark green flames were still dyed blood-red, exuding strange fluctuations.