"Hmph, after absorbing so many Qinglian, you still want to attack me?"

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The evil spirit roared angrily, but it was restrained in place, unable to move, and its original dark green body began to emit cyan light, constantly wandering around all corners of the body, and soon occupied the entire body.

"Devour!"

Duan Mingxiao condensed a seal in his hand, and there was a tremor in the entire space, and the evil spirit suddenly roared, his expression was hideous and terrifying, as if he was enduring great pain, his body was almost curled up in a ball, and he kept trembling.

"This formation is really strong, and even the power of evil spirits can devour it!"

Duan Mingxiao was shocked, originally thought that this formation was to rely on Qinglian to enter the opponent's body, so as to achieve the effect of trapping the enemy, but he didn't expect that it would devour the power in the opponent's body, and the more Qinglian was integrated, the stronger the devouring power became, and now the evil spirit has long been no longer a threat.

Roar!!!

Just when Duan Mingxiao was thinking like this, the evil spirit suddenly roared, it actually broke through the shackles of Qinglian and rose to the sky, the blood-red spiritual power around his body kept circulating, Duan Mingxiao felt that his blood was about to burst out of his body, and hurriedly used his spiritual power to suppress it, and then he looked at the evil spirit in the sky with red light.

"The power of blood? ”

Mo Xuan said with some surprise, as an instrument spirit, it is true that he has endless years, and in these endless years, what he has seen and heard must be countless, so the importance of the machine spirit is self-evident.

It's like Mo Xuan, who has spiritual intelligence, can control spiritual weapons, is well-informed, and can play a great role in times of crisis, which is the magic of the instrument soul.

"The power of blood, what is the power of blood?"

Duan Mingxiao thought about it, but he didn't think of what blood power was, although he had a lot of memories in his head, he didn't know anything about it, right?

"The power of blood, also known as blood alchemy, is a move that refines one's own blood and turns it into one's own spiritual power, which is generally refined with one's own essence blood, once released, the people around will feel that their own blood is attracted, so as to fly out of the body, if it is a weak person, it is easy to be directly drained of essence and blood and die, extremely cruel. ”

Mo Xuan explained to Duan Mingxiao, and kept pointing at the evil spirit in mid-air, it seemed that this was the power of blood, no wonder his blood was restless just now.

"And that's a kind of power?"

Duan Mingxiao's unintentional question actually caused him to ponder himself.

"Naturally, the power condensed through one's own bloodline is called blood power, and the process of condensation is called blood alchemy, but this process is very dangerous, and once it fails, it will face the danger of bloodline riots. ”

Mo Xuan reminded that Duan Mingxiao listened to half a sentence, since the power of blood is also a kind of power, it can also be condensed into a core?

Raising his head, he looked at the evil spirits in the sky, which seemed to be recovering his strength, and the rolling blood-red liquid surrounded his body, and a faint bloody aura came, giving people a disgusting feeling.

The aura of the evil spirit gradually increased, and Duan Mingxiao clearly felt that every circulation of blood-red liquid seemed to be speeding up the absorption of spiritual power from the outside world to help him recover better, this ability was very useful, if he mastered the power of blood, wouldn't it be another big help?

"Boy, did you listen to me?"

Mo Xuan looked at Duan Mingxiao's glowing eyes and yelled angrily, but Duan Mingxiao ignored it gorgeously, his eyes were full of the blood-red power that was constantly circulating.

Roar!!

The evil spirit suddenly roared, the bone wings stretched, and the blood-red light soared, and then slowly merged into the body, the red light bloomed, and the strength became stronger, Duan Mingxiao obviously felt that the blood in his body was agitated again, and the strength was stronger, and it took three kinds of spiritual power to suppress it.

"The tiger is not powerful, you are my sick cat!"

Looking at the evil spirit in mid-air, a trace of anger rose inexplicably, and the long knife appeared in his hand, and the faint power of the sun flowed, exuding a golden glow.

Roar!

The evil spirit also roared like a demonstration, and the bone claws were horizontal in front of him, ready to strike at any time.

"Destroy the world and burn the sky!"

Duan Mingxiao let out a loud shout, using the Burning Heaven Sutra that he hadn't cultivated for a long time, and all the powerful fluctuations converged on the long knife, the originally black blade looked a little red, and the temperature skyrocketed instantly, and even the eyes of the evil spirit showed a trace of fear.

"Slash!"

Holding the long knife high, the raging flames burned, slashing the void fiercely, the crimson sword cut through the sky, and instantly came to the evil spirit's body, leaving a red trace in the sky, scorching the sky, twisting, exuding a strong heat.

The evil spirit is also in full array, the power of the most rigid to the yang, for the evil spirit, is undoubtedly the most harmful way of attack, the evil spirit belongs to the yin, it is the yin and evil things, naturally can not tolerate these to the yang things, if it is attacked by this power, the damage is very considerable.

A blood-red light appeared on the bone claw, and it slapped fiercely at the knife that was close in front of him, sparks overflowed, and the blood-red spiritual power and the crimson sword kept colliding, making a cracking sound, and the evil spirit relied on its strong strength to tear the crimson knife hard, turning into two pieces and flying behind him, slamming into the wall, stirring up smoke and dust.

"Damn!"

Duan Mingxiao is almost crazy, this evil spirit is as hard as a king, and he can't say anything at all!

An evil smile appeared on the corner of the demon's mouth, as if mocking him, making him even more angry.

"Dare to laugh at me?"

Duan Mingxiao looked at the eyes of the evil spirit, said with an angry smile, and then stuck the long knife on the ground in front of him, put his hands together, and strange fluctuations began to come from his body, which was very weak, but it gave people an extremely terrifying feeling, and even the evil spirit was a little panicked.

"Nine heavens and all things, all living beings, heaven and earth are infinite, and all things are heavenly!"

As Duan Mingxiao's mantra gradually came out, the evil spirit's pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle's eye, and everything in front of him was simply too shocking.

On Duan Mingxiao's palm, a blue point of light gradually appeared, exuding extremely pure ice attribute spiritual power, followed by red, black, white, green, yellow, etc., a total of eight points of light, completely exuding different spiritual power attributes, but strangely maintaining balance.

Gradually, the eight points of light merged into the long knife, and the powerful power fluctuations disappeared in an instant, and there was no trace of power fluctuations, which was weird and terrifying.

"I'll take you to try my new move, Soul Devouring Heavenly Demon Slash!"