Chapter 760: Battle of the Temple, Blood Ancestor Incarnation

Looking at the few figures that suddenly appeared around him, especially feeling the faint aura fluctuations on their bodies, Shan Ximu couldn't help but narrow his eyes and tense slightly.

"The people of the Daomen?" Shan Ximu, who looked around, paused on one of the middle-aged men in Taoist robes: "I didn't expect that you, a member of the Dao Sect, would actually help these evil demons to plague the world. โ€

The middle-aged Taoist with an indifferent expression only sneered with a trace of disdain at the corner of his mouth when he heard this: "Ignorant junior! โ€

"Ignorance? Maybe! I really can't figure out what you people are thinking," Shan Ximu shook his head and smiled noncommittally, and then the corners of his mouth with a cold face hooked up a cold arc: "However, I don't need to think clearly. Because today you will all die here. โ€

"Arrogant boy!" With a low and strong shout, a majestic Western man with eyes as fierce as a wolf, thick hair, and hands like wolf claws had already dodged and shot towards Shan Ximu like a cannonball, and almost in the blink of an eye, he came to Shan Ximou, it was really hard to imagine that such a physique could be fast and agile now.

Shan Ximu, whose eyes were miniaturized, calmly retreated, and the long lance that suddenly appeared in his hand met the pair of sharp wolf claws like a swimming dragon, and a 'sonorous' sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

In the sound of the 'boom' energy explosion, the space was trembling and distorted, and the energy ripples visible to the naked eye swept out, which suddenly made the wolf Bรจi, who was like a werewolf, tremble, retreat.

Shan Ximu, who also staggered back, had an unusual calm in the depths of his eyes.

Seeing that he was about to be bullied by two guys who were about to sneak attack him. Shan Ximu seemed to be in a panic, but the long lance in his hand rolled flexibly, after colliding with the delicate long stick that exuded a silver-white light in the hands of one of the tall white-robed white people. Unexpectedly, one leaned back to dodge the sharp black short sword in the hand of another black-robed handsome and bewitching white youth, and at the same time sent the long lance in his hand to the young man's chest.

"No!" The black-robed white young man with a changed complexion, seeing that the long lance was about to pierce his chest, he couldn't help but be shocked by the rich black light on the surface of his body, and three pairs of black wings burst out from behind him, and his body moved sideways flexibly and strangely, barely avoiding the vital point.

'Flutter' The sound of a sharp weapon piercing into flesh sounded. The lance stabbed into the young man's shoulder, and then he pulled it out, dark red blood splattering. An arm flew straight out.

"Shet!" The tall white-robed white man shouted angrily, and the silver-white long stick in his hand smashed at Shan Ximu again with dazzling light.

Leaning over with his heels as the center, he spun a small half circle to avoid the stick, and the long lance in his hand blocked Shan Ximu from one side, and a little ground under his feet floated and then retreated.

A slight cracking sound sounded in the air. The middle-aged Taoist who had been standing in place. On his body, a little black light suddenly shot out, and a black mist with a pungent smell shrouded Shan Ximu.

Looking at the phantom of the poisonous beast and poisonous insect that faintly conjured up in the black mist, Shan Ximu, whose face changed slightly, turned the lance in his hand into countless phantom blocks, and at the same time, his whole body seemed to have a white cold air coming out, and quickly formed a layer of cold ice on the surface of his body, as if he had frozen himself.

Although most of the black mangs were blocked by the long lance, there were still a lot of shots that hit Shan Ximu. Nailed to the cold ice on the surface of the body, it was a poisonous needle that emitted a trace of black mist. The poisonous needle seemed to have a terrible corrosive power. It caused the ice to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The white cold qi on the surface of his body escaped, and Shan Ximu, who was trying to repair the melted ice, also hurriedly dodged and retreated to avoid the fierce sneak attack of the thin old man.

"It's fast!" The thin old man who missed the blow couldn't help but smile coldly, and a pair of thin hands were like sharp claws that were shrouded in blood-colored energy, escaping a trace of sharp energy that made the void distort.

Before the thin old man's words fell, another wave of poisonous needle attacks from the middle-aged Taoist had arrived.

Seeing this, Shan Ximu couldn't help gritting his teeth and scolded in his heart: "Damn! The people of the Dao Sect actually refined such a vicious magic weapon, which is really too insidious and hateful. The poison is so powerful, I don't know how many poisonous insects and poisonous beasts have been killed before refining it? โ€

The white cold light was permeated, forming a thicker ice protector, and the long lance in his hand did not dare to have a trace of sluggishness in constantly blocking, and at the same time dodged the sneak attack of several other people, Shan Ximu, who looked a little wolf bรจi, was extremely surprised.

'Huh' In the rapid sound of breaking the air, Shan Ximu, who flew out from the attack of several people, gritted his teeth and killed directly at the middle-aged Taoist.

"Huh?" The middle-aged Taoist saw Shan Ximu suddenly kill him, and after he was slightly stunned, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer: "If you actually come here to die by yourself, then it's no wonder that you are poor." โ€

Shan Ximu, who noticed the change in the middle-aged Taoist's expression, had a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart, and was about to retreat with a stagnant figure, but a poisonous needle that seemed to be the same among those black poisonous needles suddenly surged, and at the same time, a fierce aura emanated, and it stabbed Shan Ximou's chest like lightning, and after a slight delay, it directly pierced the cold ice on the surface of Shan Ximu's body and directly pierced into Shan Ximu's body.

"Ahh Shan Ximu, whose complexion changed, staggered back even though he was pale, his flexibility was affected, and he was smashed on his body with a stick by the tall white man who took advantage of the situation, and a large number of cracks suddenly appeared on the cold ice on his body.

"This ice is so well defended?" The tall white man who took a few steps back and stabilized his figure was shocked, and couldn't help but look at Shan Ximu in surprise.

The thin old man then attacked from behind with a claw, directly crushing the ice behind Shan Ximu, leaving several bloody scars on his back.

Shan Ximu, who dodged away, had a trace of blood-colored energy diffusing from the wound on his back, which was difficult to heal for a while.

At this time, the mysterious short man who had not moved his hand and was standing in the corner covered in a black robe suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, a misty black mist spread, enveloping Shan Ximu.

Laugh at! Yes! The sound of energy colliding and screaming sounded one after another. When the black fog dissipated, the faces of the other people who were watching the show with confidence on their faces changed. I saw that the black robe on the mysterious black-robed short man had been torn and shattered, revealing his obscene and pale long face. There was still a look of shock on his face, and a trace of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

In front of him, Shan Ximu, who had an indifferent face, had already grabbed one hand into the short man's chest, and the blood stained the short man's chest red, dripping down Shan Ximu's wrist.

The next moment, the corners of his mouth hooked up a cold arc of Shan Ximu. Pulled the short man's heart out of his chest. The dark red heart beat slightly twice in Shan Ximu's hand, and then it stopped moving.

"Kill him for me!" The thin old man who reacted first couldn't help but roar hysterically.

Burst! Shan Ximu, who crushed the heart with a hard hand. Tilted his head lightly and looked at the thin old man coldly: "Old thing, why are you so excited?" Is this guy your old man? โ€

"Ahh You're looking for death! The thin old man obviously roared excitedly, and killed Shan Ximu with red eyes, and his blood-colored energy was surging. Behind it, there were also three pairs of blood-colored wings bursting out. The aura of the whole person was more than doubled at once.

Seeing the thin old man suddenly erupt, the other three people who looked slightly moved did not act immediately for a while.

Looking at the thin old man with a slightly solemn expression, Shan Ximu, whose breath was suddenly restrained, seemed to stab out slowly and casually with the long lance in his hand, but it suddenly appeared in front of the thin old man's chest as if it had shuttled through space, and he was not allowed to block with his sharp claws, so he was about to pierce into his body.

The tip of the 'flutter' lance pierced into the body of the emaciated old man without hindrance. Blood flowed out, but Shan Ximu's eyes shrunk suddenly.

Laugh at! Laugh at! The emaciated old man didn't pay any attention to the lance that pierced his body. Unexpectedly, his claws desperately grabbed Shan Ximu. Shan Ximu, who retreated with a fierce spirit, was still cut a few times in his chest by the claws of the thin old man, and one of the wounds was even deeper, and the bone almost attacked the heart.

Suddenly grabbed the long lance that Shan Ximu had just pulled out of his body, and the thin old man whose chest wound was repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye, but he smiled fiercely at Shan Ximu, and suddenly tried to pull Shan Ximu over.

Suddenly, the lance disappeared, turned into a streamer and fell into the hands of Shan Ximu, who was retreating, and turned into the lance again.

"Unexpectedly, this weapon of yours is still a magic weapon of the Eastern Immortal Realm!" The thin old man's face was extremely gloomy.

Shan Ximu smiled coldly, there was a faint purple electric light flickering on his chest and the wound on his back, and the blood-colored energy that was originally entangled in the wound suddenly dissipated and turned into nothingness, and the wound was also repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this scene, the emaciated old man's face changed slightly, they all understood the horror of the bloody energy that belonged to the blood clan, and there was not much energy that could dissolve it, and it was not so easy to obtain. And it is even more difficult to be able to easily resolve it with a few breaths.

When they were surprised, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneering arc of Shan Ximu, and at the same time as the white cold mist on the surface of his body filled out, cold rays immediately shot out from the white cold mist, scattering like lasers.

"Not good!" The four people who reacted, including the thin old man, all had a big change in face and wanted to dodge.

The large amount of cold light was too fast, and with the white cold mist covering it at first, they came to the front before they could see it clearly. The four of them, who dodged almost reflexively, were about to merge into the slightly distorted space in the next moment.

However, they were one step too late after all. When people are in danger, they always instinctively dodge. If they had directly used the power of the Blood Clan Temple to hide in the space in the first place, it might have been too late. However, after a moment's delay, it was too late to think of doing so.

A dense sound sounded, and in the blink of an eye, the four of them each had a lot of ice needles pierced on their bodies, and the terrifying cold power directly froze them all. The four people who hadn't died for a while all had painful and frightened expressions on their faces.

Especially the middle-aged Taoist with an unbelievable look on his face. He never thought that Shan Ximu actually had a magic weapon similar to that of a needle, and it was obviously more powerful than his poisonous needle in terms of quantity and power.

The middle-aged Taoist who suddenly burned with an invisible flame all over his body, the ice on his body melted and shattered, but he was weak and pale, and looked at Shan Ximu unwillingly: "You have been hit by my poisonous needle, how can you be fine?" โ€

"Your poison needle isn't good enough!" Shan Ximu sneered. But there is some luck in my heart. That extremely powerful poisonous needle is indeed terrifying. However, for Shan Ximu, who has the Zixiao Divine Thunder in his body. But it's nothing. Thunder and lightning to the yang, can dissolve a lot of negative and evil energy, Zixiao Divine Thunder is one of the most terrifying and mysterious existences.

"With my blood and soul, sue the blood ancestor, blood sacrifice!" A low, hoarse old voice with a hint of madness and resentment sounded, and the space trembled instantly.

Shan Ximu, who was beating in his heart, suddenly turned his head to look at the thin old man. I saw that his body slowly collapsed and turned into rich blood-colored energy, but he looked at himself with madness and resentment, that hideous look. It's as terrifying as a hungry ghost.

Shan Ximu, who was not frightened by this scene, looked at the humanoid relief on the wall of the Blood God Temple with a solemn expression. I saw that the relief was rapidly absorbing the blood-colored energy of the thin old man's body collapse, exuding a dazzling blood-colored light as if it was alive, and a rich blood-colored aura permeated.

'Hum' The entire Blood God Palace trembled and shook. A tall white man with a look of unwillingness to be afraid and a white young man in a black robe. Noticing the humanoid relief that emitted a rich blood light, a trace of revenge-like pleasure passed through his eyes, and he immediately trembled and turned into broken powder and scattered it all over the ground.

The sound of 'click' sounded, and the humanoid relief on the wall actually moved, and walked out of the wall, covered in blood-colored light, and a blood-colored phantom appeared behind him, and a pair of blood-colored diamond-like eyes looked at Shan Ximu coldly and ruthlessly: "The junior of the Eastern Monk Realm." How dare you kill in my temple, you have the courage to do so! โ€

"Humph! If your deity comes. I'm really not an opponent. However, just an incarnation of energy, do you think you can help me? Shan Ximu was startled at first, but when he felt the aura fluctuations of this Blood Ancestor incarnation, which looked powerful and terrifying, but was a little 'empty', he sneered and opened his mouth with a slight relief in his heart. In any case, you can't be suppressed by this guy's momentum, otherwise you will fall behind before you make a move.

When the incarnation of the Blood Ancestor heard this, he was suddenly covered in blood-colored light, and his eyes were also blood-colored, and his blood-colored gaze burst out as if he were substantial: "Junior, you are really bold!" You're too confident, though! โ€

The incarnation of the Blood Ancestor who had not finished speaking, waved his hand, and a claw formed by blood-colored energy came to Shan Ximu in an instant as if it had passed through space, and grabbed Shan Ximu with a slash on his head and face.

Shan Ximu, whose eyes were constricted, retreated reflexively while his complexion changed, and the long lance in his hand stabbed out.

There was a 'boom' sound, and the moment the lance and the blood-colored energy claw collided, it was out of Shan Ximu's hands and flew out. The blood-colored energy claws that were slightly stagnant, then suddenly grew larger and grabbed Shan Ximu and lifted him up.

Sneering at Shan Ximu's body, a cold light shot out, all of which shot towards the blood-colored energy claws. Almost in the blink of an eye, the blood-colored energy claws that were riddled with holes finally collapsed and turned into nothingness.

Shan Ximu, who had not yet taken a breath when the wolf landed, looked at the blood-colored light shield that shrouded in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, a square blood-colored energy cage trapped it in it. The blood-colored light flowed, and it looked like a small blood-colored crystal room. What made Shan Ximu's heart even more chilled was that the blood-colored cage actually blocked his divine connection with the ice needle magic weapons that shot out one by one.

"You're outstanding!" The incarnation of the blood clan looked down at Shan Ximu, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that I didn't choose you as the inheritor, and I didn't choose the wrong one!" โ€

Inheritor? Shan Ximu was stunned when he heard this, and before he could react, the blood ancestor incarnation had already stretched out his hand, and a dazzling red light flew out from his heart, turning into a drop of blood that exuded dazzling brilliance and surging powerful aura like a blood-colored diamond.

"What is this?" Shan Ximu's face changed slightly, and he looked at the special drop of blood with some surprise.

The Blood Ancestor incarnation smiled at Shan Ximu: "This is a drop of my essence blood, which is enough to create a powerful blood clan. โ€

Before Shan Ximu could come back to his senses, the incarnation of the blood clan was already looking at him with blazing eyes, and with a slight wave of his hand, the drop of blood ancestor essence blood directly turned into a blood-colored streamer and flew towards him, directly and domineeringly integrated into his body.

"Ahh I only felt that Shan Ximu, who felt as if he had been drilled into a desolate beast in his body, was in severe pain all over his body, as if every inch of bone and every piece of flesh and blood was about to collapse, and a majestic and terrifying energy instantly poured into his limbs and hundreds of remains, quickly changing Shan Ximu's body.

However, when this energy surged towards Shan Ximu's mind, the body of the Yuan Shen in the Sea of Divine Consciousness was suddenly covered in purple light, and the trace of purple lightning flickered, which actually made this energy retreat like a sheep that had encountered a tiger.

However, the purple electric light did not let it go because of its softness, but pounced on it fiercely like a hungry wolf and tore off a part of the energy, and in the flash of the electric light, it quickly dissolved it, turning it into incomparably pure soul power and mana, pouring into the body of the Yuan Shen.

In an instant, the purple electric light on the body of the Yuan Shen, which was vaguely enlarged, became even more dazzling, and quickly radiated towards Shan Ximu's whole body.

In the Blood Clan Temple, he was looking at the blood-colored cage below with a little smugness, and the blood-colored energy flowing on the surface of the body was extremely painful, and suddenly saw the blood-colored electric light emitted from his body, and suddenly his face changed and he scolded: "Xie Te! It turned out to be Zixiao Divine Thunder? How can it be? How could this kid, a mortal monk, possess the Purple Sky Divine Thunder? โ€

"Humph!" The incarnation of the Blood Ancestor, who had calmed down, couldn't help but snort coldly, his eyes were as cold as needles: "What about Zixiao Divine Thunder?" With such a weak cultivation, how much power can he exert with the Purple Sky Divine Thunder? Fortunately, I kept a hand! โ€

As he spoke, the blood-colored light on the body of the Blood Ancestor incarnation was flourishing, and vaguely, the entire Blood God Temple was trembling and escaping some blood-colored energy, which quickly integrated into the Blood Ancestor incarnation's body, making the breath of the Blood Ancestor incarnation more and more powerful and terrifying.

"Melt me!" The incarnation of the Blood Ancestor who screamed in a low voice stretched out his hand and patted it, and the rich blood-colored energy poured into Shan Ximu's body, directly suppressing the purple electric light on his body surface into his body. At the same time, the rich blood-colored energy vaguely formed a mysterious blood-colored rune on the surface of Shan Ximu's body.

Shan Ximu, whose face was distorted and changed, had cracked skin on his body, and he was covered in blood. (To be continued......)