Chapter 984: Bloodline Return
"Brother Luo, Red Medicine Girl, if there is no problem, you can start!"
Wu Ming walked around the flower bed twice, but he didn't see any doorway, but he was not proficient in the way of formation, and this flowerbed was obviously the secret formation method that Chi Qingping prepared for herself, obtained from the "Wedding Dress Divine Skill", and cooperated with the technique of 'transferring flowers and grafting trees'.
Not surprisingly, "Wedding Dress Divine Skill" is a supreme practice at the true scripture level, even if you have the resources of heaven, it is difficult to see the clues in a short time.
Luo Wuhua is a true Taoist legend, the cultivation is too forgetful, but there is a deep attainment in the formation of the law, although it can not be mastered, but there are secret records, experience in hand, to observe, twice the result with half the effort, such a moment of work, but can find out a few essences.
and then discussed with the drunkard, the former half-saint, and found no problem.
"No wonder with your troublesome temperament, you can still jump up to now, just with this delicate and cautious nature, many seniors are embarrassed!"
Chi Qingping looked at Wu Ming coldly, and said to herself, "I fell into this situation, it can be regarded as self-inflicted, it is a fluke to be able to save my life, there is no need to waste time, torture my old woman, reverse the big array, you can extract the blood and holy path from my body, and transfer it to the red medicine through the technique of transferring flowers and trees!"
"Go ahead, there are two little friends to press for you, even if there is a problem, there is no need to worry!"
The drunkard's words are light, but there is a strong self-confidence in his eyes, which is the confidence given to him by seeing death as home.
"Thank you, Master, for making it happen!"
Chi Hongyao bowed and sat on the edge of the flower bed.
"Let's get started!"
Luo Wuhua looked around left and right, made sure that it was correct, and according to the unique handprints recorded in the secret record, he pointed to the edge of the flower bed, a cluster of flower-like formation imprints.
Airplanes!
As the seal of the True Yuan was integrated into it, the brilliant brilliance flashed away, and the entire flower bed shook, and immediately swallowed out thousands of glows, like a sea of purple and red flowers blooming, competing to release the most dazzling side.
"Boom!"
Chi Qingping was obviously trembling, her face suddenly turned as white as paper, but she didn't fall down.
Rushing!
When all the flowers bloom, the whole flowerbed is actually set off by the endless aura of heaven and earth, like a potted plant magnified countless times, and is filled with flowers that violate the natural growth law inside.
"It should be no problem, this is indeed a fluctuation of the reversal formation!"
Luo Wuhua reflected thousands of flower shadows in his eyes, but what he saw was invisible streamers, flowing endlessly in a strange way.
Before the words fell, all the flower shadows slowly contracted at a speed invisible to the naked eye, not withering, but as if the trend of reverse growth, and like a phantom backwards.
After a short cup of tea, I saw that the shadow of the flower had shrunk a circle, and two figures inside could be faintly seen, the difference was that Chi Qingping's breath had been significantly reduced by one point, while Chi Hongyao's breath had already risen to the peak of the Yang God of the Second Realm.
"Genshin!"
Wu Ming's pupils shrank, staring at the phantom of a girl looming behind Chi Hongyao.
The phantom holding a lotus flower in his hand, shy and timid, like a fledgling looking out to the outside world, and with the instinct of fear of unfamiliar space, it makes people feel endless pity.
But the phantom that seems to be no threat is full of heart-palpitating majestic coercion, as if it can suppress everything when you open your eyes.
As strong as Luo Wuhua and Wu Ming, the moment they saw the girl's phantom, they all felt that they were in a sea of flowers, and they couldn't come out, which was influenced by the will of Chi Hongyao Yuanshen.
Originally, with the ability of Chi Hongyao, it would not affect the two of them, but at this time, it was to use Chi Qingping's half-saint Origin Saint Dao to condense the Yuan Shen and lay the foundation of his own Saint Dao, which is another matter!
Even so, it was only a matter of moments, and the two got rid of the influence, even Qingzhu returned to normal after about a dozen breaths, but cautiously retreated some distance behind the drunkard's back.
"Red medicine, I didn't expect our master and apprentice to come to this point!"
At this moment, Chi Qingping, whose breath continued to decrease, suddenly sighed faintly, and her voice was as cold as a life-seeking ghost crawling out of the hell netherworld.
"Not good!"
Luo Wuhua's expression changed, but his shoulders shook slightly, and he couldn't move a single bit.
Snort!
Countless broken vines came out of the bottom of their feet like snakes, and the thousands of flower shadows scattered on the flower beds also stretched out their branches, forming a large network of plants and trees, enveloping everyone, even the green bamboo and drunkards who retreated a distance were also within the coverage of the large array.
"You really saved a hand!"
Chi Hongyao's eyelashes trembled slightly, a look of pain and discomfort flashed on her pretty face, and the girl's phantom behind her trembled sharply, as if she would collapse at any time.
"This place was originally built for my retreat, the large array that pulls the Hua Nu pillar, and it is also the last line of defense, once there is an abnormality, it will be reversed, injecting power into the body of the teacher, helping me consolidate the holy path, and now ...... But it's going to be wasted on detoxification!"
Chi Qingping smiled coldly, her chilling gaze, through the shadows of thousands of flowers, she glanced at the people who couldn't move, and said with a strange smile, "Don't worry, don't worry, for the sake of you not wanting to harm your teacher's life, I will also spare your life, but they ......"
Although he didn't finish speaking, everyone knew what would happen to him once the poisonous woman recovered.
"It seems that the blood pill is from the hands of the poisonous ghosts of the Southern Wei Dynasty!"
Wu Ming tried to struggle, although he couldn't get out of the predicament, there was no panic on his face.
"Do you know poisonous ghosts? I heard that you have a relationship with Li Donghu, a true disciple of the Medicine King Valley, which seems to be true, but with his experience, he shouldn't be able to recognize the special methods of poisonous ghosts!"
Chi Qingping's eyes condensed slightly, and then she sneered, "But what if you recognize it, back then, you borrowed the hand of the Holy Lord to refine the Blood Poison Pill, but you didn't expect that the Holy Lord had already taken precautions and ordered us to study the method of restraining or eliminating the Blood Poison Pill, right?"
"That one is indeed very remarkable, as a daughter, he played with the magnates of the Tang Dynasty in the palm of his hand, and even calculated the number one sword saint in the world. ”
Wu Ming nodded, smiling and smiling, "However, haven't you noticed that this poison is not the other?"
"Hmph, so make a mistake, although the mind of this seat is created by its holy will, but the sense of the Holy Dao is still there, this blood poison can corrode my Holy Dao qi and blood, there will be no mistake, otherwise how can I lose to a wasteful person?"
Chi Qingping sneered again and again, the light and shadow around her body flickered, and it was actually the Eight Desolations Demon Rope that she had earned, and the Demon Suppression Nail was pulled out at a speed visible to the naked eye.
On the other hand, Chi Hongyao, although she tried her best to stabilize herself, the girl's phantom uncontrollably floated towards Chi Qingping, like a stretched cloth scroll, which was extremely weird!
"It seems that after that hidden cultivation, he is now trying his best to break through, and he doesn't have time to tell you that the poison I gave to the children of the Zhongtang royal family is not exactly the same as the Blood Poison Pill!"
Wu Ming smiled secretly, shook his right wrist slightly, and in the midst of the colorful gray mist, a mini colored Jiao poked its head out and opened its mouth to swallow where Chi Qingping was.
"Poison Jiao Emperor!"
Chi Qingping's face changed slightly, her heart was uneasy, and she forced herself to calm down, "How can a mere emperor-level murderous thing shake the way of this half-saint?"
"If you were in your prime, of course it wouldn't be, but now ......"
Wu Mingyin smiled.
"Poisonous woman, suffer death!"
The drunkard, who had only one breath left, suddenly had his hair open, and the essence in his eyes flickered, and the majestic sword intent that had swept the entire secret room before condensed into a dazzling sword light at the center of his eyebrows again.
"How is that possible? you should ......"
Chi Qingping was shocked, causing the shadows of the flowers around her body to tremble, and it seemed that the power of the formation on the flower bed was reversed, and she was busy driving her divine sense to resist.
Affected by this, the power of the surrounding towns seems to be weakened.
"Humph!"
Wu Ming was cold, pinched the trick in his hand, and pointed his fingers like electricity.
There was a crushing sound, and the Eight Desolate Demon Ropes contracted again, and the eight Demon Suppression Nails sank even more, and the blood-colored runes on them flashed with strange streamers.
"Ahh
Almost at the same time, the divine sense sword light did not enter the center of Chi Qingping's eyebrows, and suddenly saw that his face was distorted, and he was lying back like a ghost, just bound in place by the formation and the demon rope.
"Ahem, I said, keep a breath, just to deal with you poisonous woman!"
The drunkard's breath suddenly dropped again and again, and the already shriveled upper body suddenly curled up into a baby-like, like a number of shriveled oranges, losing all moisture, and his gray hair turned gray, and there was no longer the slightest life.
"Hahaha, count yourself ruthless, but even so, do you think that with her mere great grandmaster cultivation, she can absorb my half-saint heavenly demon bloodline?
Chi Qingping vomited blood, and most of the green silk on her head was visible to the naked eye, and what was especially terrifying was that countless lines like small snakes poured out of her face, looking hideous and abnormal, and an invisible force blew her hair into a wild dance, like a flower composed of thousands of poisonous snakes blooming, "Ignorant child, with just a little trickery, I want to calculate this seat, let you see, what is the power of blood!"
"It's not good, she wants to stimulate the power of the Heavenly Demon Flower Ji and use her own holy path to urge the bloodline to return to her ancestors!"
Luo Wuhua exclaimed.
"Stubborn, dignified and half-saint, can't you see why I haven't fully activated the power of the Blood Poison Pill until now?"
Wu Ming sneered and shook his right wrist.
With a soft pop, the Poison Jiao Emperor turned into colorful clouds and mist, rushing towards the flower bed.
"Just a king-level murderous thing, how can you break my big array?"
Chi Qingping smiled disdainfully, and the next moment instantly froze.
Boom!
But when he saw a bead of light the size of a dragon's eye flying out of the clouds, it rose in the wind, instantly turned into the size of a fist, and smashed into the thousands of flower shadows spreading around the flower bed.
"Dragon Vein Spirit Bead, this treasure should belong to this seat, plus the bloodline of this evil obstacle, it is enough to lay the foundation of the Supreme Holy Dao for me!"
Chi Qingping was overjoyed, and urged the power of the blood vein like crazy.
But his appearance changed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his head was full of snake-like wriggling strands forming a crown of petals, and his body was twice as tall, and his legs were condensed into a vine-like rhizome, deeply rooted in the flower bed.
"Idiot!"
Wu Ming shook his head disdainfully.
Roar!
The dragon chant in the colorful gray mist stirred, and with the dragon vein spirit bead flashing on the altar, it wrapped Chi Qingping's whole body, making a series of terrifying sneering sounds.