Chapter 43 The two demons fight wit, and the mediocre are blessed

Beneath the abyss, dark and damp.

The cave where Zhang Xiaofan, Baguio, and the vampire old demon are located is the most obscure place where it is difficult to see the light of day, but because there is a light bead on the top of this cave, it makes the inside of this cave as bright as day.

Baguio sat on one side of the cave, the vampire old demon was on the other side, and Zhang Xiaofan was in the middle of the two.

The vampire old demon and Zhang Xiaofan both had their magic weapons, and their personal cultivation was also closed, leaning on this damp wall, Zhang Xiaofan looked at the pearl on the top of the cave, and felt embarrassed by his master.

This time down the mountain, Zhang Xiaofan also had the idea of getting ahead, so as to live up to him as a disciple of Lin Dong, but this time he failed to succeed, but he was trapped in a demon cave.

"Ancestor, come out with us......"

Just idle, this vampire old demon was taken out by the people of the little poison god, even if this vampire old demon has a high cultivation and a big generation, he is controlled here, and he can only look at the face of the minions.

"Huh."

Watching the vampire old demon being taken out, Zhang Xiaofan looked downward, but saw a black rod rolling in and stopped beside him.

It was in Tai'an Temple, in the relics pagoda, the weapon full of evil aura of the ominous magic wand mixed with a bead, this weapon was just formed, absorbing a large amount of Zhang Xiaofan's essence blood, causing him and Baguio to be easily arrested, but when he was caught, this stick had already been kicked aside, how could it roll here?

Although he was suspicious in his heart, Zhang Xiaofan put away the stick, and when he touched it, he felt a warm current rushing straight to his heart and lungs, and his weak body gradually became full of energy, and even the prohibition in his body was also washed away.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Baguio in front of him.

"I won't tell you!"

Baguio turned his face to the side.

The two of them looked at each other under this pearl, and then Zhang Xiaofan only felt that the woman in front of him was picturesque, and he was slightly intoxicated, and then suddenly remembered the red figure on the big bamboo peak, and then he woke up.

Under this pearl, the two of them looked at each other speechlessly, Zhang Xiaofan gradually exercised his pranayama, and Baguio had nothing to do on the side.

"Smack!"

After a long time, the blood-sucking old demon was scarred and dying.

"Think about it."

The minion outside the door said, and walked away.

The vampire old demon immediately got up from the ground, jumped up and down and began to look for the exit, looking for the forbidden emptiness of this cave, or watching the patrol of the minions outside in front of the door, this posture made Zhang Xiaofan and Baguio ashamed.

For so many days, the vampire old demon still couldn't find the flaw in this cave, and finally put his eyes on Zhang Xiaofan and Baguio.

"Boy, have you ever heard of the prestige of the black-hearted old man?"

The vampire old demon asked Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan sat upright, closed his eyes.

"This black-hearted old man is the ancestor of the Blood Refining Hall eight hundred years ago, he once dominated the Demon Gate, and with the Demon Gate Treasure in his hand to devour the blood beads, even the green leaves of your Qingyun Sect are helpless."

The bloodsucking old demon leaned against the wall and told Zhang Xiaofan about the events of the year, and said: "And the exercises practiced by this black-hearted old man are even more comparable to your Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao and the Great Brahma of Buddhism, but in the profound and mysterious places, maybe you Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao will have expertise, but in terms of being mysterious and unpredictable, using poison to transport blood, whether it is the Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao of Qingyun, or the Great Brahma Prajna of Tianyin Temple, or even the ...... of the Incense Valley What's the matter, it can't be compared with the magic of the black-hearted old man. ”

The Incense Valley has always been secluded and low-key, and the reputation of this incense jade book is not obvious.

Baguio listened attentively to the side, Zhang Xiaofan looked at his nose and nose, and his nose looked at his heart, and he didn't know what to do.

"Back then, the Holy Gate led by this black-hearted old man really had the potential to swallow the world, and it was divided into two parts of the Divine State, and this base was erected in this empty mulberry mountain, so that this green leaf could stop......"

"Nonsense!"

Zhang Xiaofan opened his eyes and reprimanded: "If this black-hearted old man is really like this, he will not be defeated in the hands of that withered master!" ”

When the Seven Veins were martial arts, the Tianya in Lu Xueqi's hands shone brightly, Zeng Shushu was well-read and memorized, dabbled in a lot, and told Zhang Xiaofan about the secret history of the year, this black-hearted old man unified the Demon Sect, the magic skills covered the world, and the righteous path fought against each other, and finally died in the hands of the Scattered Withered Master, the blood-devouring beads killed countless people, but it was not as good as the Tianya Divine Sword.

"But this is your ignorance."

The vampire old demon sneered and said, "Even if the Heaven Sword is extremely wonderful, it may be comparable to your Aoba Patriarch?" ”

"This ......"

Zhang Xiaofan hesitated.

"The magic skill created by this black-hearted old man must have a man's true yang, and eight hundred years ago, there was a lady Jin Ling by the side of the black-hearted old man, who stole the black-hearted old man's Yuanyang before fighting against the black-hearted people, which greatly reduced the power of his magic skills, and only then did he become famous with the dry-hearted people."

The vampire old demon said while reciting a few mantras, this mantra did not say anything like extracting souls and sucking human blood, on the contrary, listening to that mantra seemed to be another method of using qi, quite decent.

"That's not right."

Baguio couldn't help but argue on the side, and said: "This Mrs. Jinling is the founding patriarch of the Hehuan faction, and her skills are so deep that she is almost not under the black-hearted old man, how can she steal Yuanyang and harm the life of the black-hearted old man." ”

As a child of the Holy Gate, Lady Jinling was able to start a group of acacias, and was an example for her little daughters.

"It's all because this lady of the golden bell doesn't know."

The vampire old demon didn't care, and said: "The bloodsucking magic I learned is just the skin of the magic skills passed on by the black-hearted old man, and it is because I have not cultivated to the most profound and subtle points that I have become such a person, a ghost and a ghost, and the reason is that I lost the Yuanyang ...... in my early years."

"That's not right!"

Baguio spoke again and said, "If you can't practice such a miracle because you lost Yuanyang, then what about your apprentice Jiang Laosan?" Why are you so indulgent to him? Because Yuanyang is an obstacle to this divine skill, for eight hundred years, could it be that the inheritor of this divine skill is a dog, so that you can repeat the mistakes of the past from generation to generation? ”

After all, being in the Ghost King Sect, the Ghost King Sect Master is as careful as a hair, and can often find problems in the subtleties, even if Baguio is far inferior to his father, he is not a stupid person.

The vampire old demon's face froze.

The so-called Yuanyang is just a cover for the bloodsucking old demon to find, the magic skills passed on by the black-hearted old man really can't be close to women, if you are close to women, your cultivation will inevitably be reversed, and the black-hearted old man died in the hands of the withered people, and there are also reasons for this.

And the prerequisite for cultivating this magic skill is actually the Blood Devouring Bead.

The black-hearted old man died in a hurry, the demon gate split overnight, and the blood-devouring beads disappeared, and then the black-hearted old man's descendants were divided into two parts, one was obtained by someone by the forging method of the blood-devouring beads, and the other was the magic skill.

With the death of the owner of the Drunken Moon Tower, no one knows the forging method of this blood-devouring bead.

And the magic skills of this black-hearted old man are still in the hands of this bloodsucking old demon.

If there is no Blood Devouring Bead, cultivating such a magic skill, there will indeed be a rapid growth for a while, and without the Blood Devouring Bead to balance the bloodline, in the end, you will either explode and die, or you will die from the exhaustion of the essence element.

In the past 800 years, because of the strong practice of this skill, there are countless people who have died on it, without exception.

At this moment, he actually has bad intentions, not only for this Xiaofan, but also for the person who is secretly spying on him.

"Boy, I don't think anything bad about you."

The vampire old demon said to Zhang Xiaofan: "This kind of magic skill, that little poison god is constantly begging, but I want to teach it to you, you have made a lot of money, practice this kind of magic skill, your strength can be improved quickly, and it is not a problem to get out of here." ”

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head slightly, closed his eyes and teased again, this time, he felt that the short rod in the sleeve was constantly exuding a cool and cool atmosphere.

"Accept him!"

Zhang Xiaofan's voice came from the voice of the little poison god, threatening: "Otherwise, I will kill you and the girl in green!" ”

Constructed this bloodsucking hole, the little poison god can be said to have mastered the whole situation, and the little abacus played by the bloodsucking old demon was all seen by him, since this bloodsucking old demon wants to say that this black-hearted old man inherits, the little poison god listens to himself.

"Say it."

Zhang Xiaofan opened his eyes and looked at the bloodsucking old demon.

This vampire old demon wants to harm people, as long as he doesn't practice, he won't be harmed.

"You, you idiot!"

Baguio looked at this Xiaofan, hated that iron could not become steel, so he simply turned his face to the side, and did not look at this Xiaofan at all.

When the vampire old demon saw this, he immediately chattered happily.

This kind of magic skill, the first is to master one's own qi and blood, and the second is to absorb the enemy's qi and blood, and blood is the foundation of life, so that the blood circulation has life operation, and the blood is captured, and at the same time, the life that comes from blood is plundered.

If you are a little slack, your blood will come out of your body, and you will fight with people, and the enemy will become weaker and weaker, and your self will become stronger and stronger.

The vampire old demon didn't hide his selfishness at all, and told Zhang Xiaofan the whole magic skill word for word.

When this scripture was first spoken, Zhang Xiaofan had already noticed that something was wrong in his body, so he contemplated and sat upright.

"You practice first!"

The voice of the little poison god reached Zhang Xiaofan's mind.

This time, there is no need to let this little poison god say, Zhang Xiaofan's short rod in his arms has already guided his qi and blood, making this blood have a new way of turning, and even with the true yuan, it has also changed, and a faint blood light is revealed around his body.

"Hey......

Seeing this, the vampire old demon sneered.

He knew that this Qingyun disciple could not resist the temptation of this supreme demonic skill, and he even knew that this little poisonous god was snooping outside this bloodsucking hole, but this demonic skill was a real demonic skill, and it had not changed a word, so that he could attract that little poisonous god to cultivate.

If he is tortured and tells the magic skill, the little poison god will still have doubts about the magic skill, and he will even find someone to experiment, and then the mistake of this magic skill will be known to him, and now there is Zhang Xiaofan practicing in front of him, and the little poison god is also afraid of forgetting the key, and he is also practicing silently over there.

As long as it takes a little time, the side effects of this magic skill will be revealed, and then this necromantic abyss will be the world of his blood-sucking old demon.

"Fool, fool."

Baguio looked at Zhang Xiaofan and couldn't help but scream twice.

And this Baguio knew that Zhang Xiaofan had actually gained great benefits, after the fusion of the blood-devouring bead and the soul wand, he and Zhang Xiaofan had already been blood-refined, heart-to-heart and blood, and were thrown in the woods, a distance, this magic wand flew up on its own, with the blessing of Lin Dong's spell, and easily came to this cave mansion and put it into Zhang Xiaofan's sleeve.

Before, the soul devouring rod was in Zhang Xiaofan's hand, and it could only wave and hurt the enemy, but now, it has really developed the magic of this blood devouring bead, the function of the soul devouring rod......