Chapter 138: Zhao Fukong, who cultivates blood nerves

Shushan World, inside a dark dungeon.

"Zhao Fukong" had a gloomy expression, and his body was locked by countless iron chains with the meaning of cold iron.

There are also lines that seem to be like runes, and they are bursting out with suppressive power all the time.

"Catch me?"

Zhao Yukong's eyes moved his wrist uncertainly, and the skin of dragon scales rose densely.

But in the next moment, the chains around him began to emit electric currents, constantly piercing deep into his skin.

The nine major acupoints around his body, such as the big acupoints of his spine and the sea of dantian qi, were all pierced by silver needles, and the slightest exertion made his whole body tingle.

These things, I don't know what kind of immortal magic weapon they are, even his subtle-level physical body is difficult to break free at once.

"Captain, Chu Xuan, I've been arrested."

After struggling for a long time, Zhao Yukong rested a little, and finally contacted his teammates through the watch of the main god space.

"Doot toot..."

God knows why there was a busy sound on the other side of the watch, and no one in the communication channel replied to him.

"What's going on?"

Zhao Weikong thought back to what he had done, and since he came to this world, he has been honest and honest, and there has been no chaos.

Why is it in this predicament?

"Da, da, da."

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance of the dungeon, and Zhao Fukong immediately became vigilant.

He shifted the nine acupoints in his body to form a hollow air sac and transferred the flesh and blood tissue.

These restraints are a bit troublesome at the moment, but they don't really trap him.

It was only a few breaths away, and the footsteps were getting closer.

Gradually, a black-haired young man opened the door of the dungeon and stepped in.

Zhao Weikong saw this scene, and a flash of realization flashed in front of him.

He played with the chains in his hand and sneered:

"It turned out to be a famous three-surnamed house slave, Lord Haotian."

At present, this person is Haotian, who was copied into the demon team in the same mission as Zheng Zhe and Damon.

In Vivien's fantasy reincarnation world, Duan Zhen can be regarded as entering the same batch as them, and he has also seen the other party's methods.

But it was all a fantasy at the beginning, and he didn't think about changing anything.

Zheng Zhe, the demon who has just been copied in the past, is still a sunny and hot-blooded guy who likes to fantasize that everything in the world is beautiful.

encountered this Haotian's deliberate calculation, and was naturally deceived very miserably.

Later, in the world of Kyoto Hyakki Night Walk, the Demon Team and the Tenjin Team started their first team battle.

Haotian decisively rebelled and leaked all the information of the demon team.

Coupled with the fact that there was also a mid-fourth-order soul puppeteer like Vivian in the team, the situation of the demon Zheng Zhe immediately became extremely miserable.

Judging from Duan Zhen's last scene in the illusion at that time, at least Lori couldn't escape that tragic fate.

"The three surnames don't dare to be slaves, they just want to live."

Haotian listened to Zhao Yukong's opening like this, but he only smiled softly, without any anger in his words.

He is also a Chinese appearance, with a softer face and no pressure at all.

Anyone who gets along with him will have a feeling like a spring breeze.

"Live? I don't think you will live long, Zheng Zhe can't wait to eat your flesh and drink your blood day and night. ”

Zhao Weikong slowly pulled the chains away from his body, and the silver needles were also transferred by him.

For such a calculating person, he didn't want to say anything more at all.

Those who are good at water drown, playing with fire and self-immolation.

Just as Vivien confidently broke into the Nine Voids, Haotian in front of her will soon have to pay the price for what she has done in the past.

"Zheng Zha... It's a bit of a hassle. ”

When Haotian heard this, he also sighed softly.

He didn't expect that the man who was so innocent and innocent that he couldn't bear to deceive back then that he had now become the king of demons.

The main god space is indeed a place full of infinite possibilities.

"He's only one man, though."

Haotian smiled and took out a scroll with a red demon pattern, on which flowed the power unique to the main god.

Transfer Protocol!

He actually took out a transfer agreement to Zhao Shukong, and the current meaning was to ask Zhao Shukong to rebel against the team.

"I'm here this time to get you to join our Celestial Team."

Haotian looked at Zhao Fukong, whose eyes were gloomy, and slowly said his purpose.

"Let me join the Celestials?"

When Zhao Yukong saw this scene, he was stunned at first.

Then, his mouth opened slightly, and he let out bursts of loud laughter that tore at his throat.

His body was crooked, as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.

And in this process, Haotian just looked at him like this, and his eyes did not change in the slightest.

"It's a big joke in the world."

After a long time, Zhao Fukong stopped laughing, but he still showed sarcasm.

"You'll agree."

Haotian shook his head, as if he had expected it.

He slowly relinquished a position, revealing the scene behind him.

From a distance, this damp and gloomy dungeon is actually a lava cave behind it.

There was blood flowing everywhere in it, and the blood was full of gas.

Fierce and vicious blood demon faces emerged from the blood.

From time to time, they suddenly appeared from the surface of the blood water, devouring each other, screaming and screaming, and the chaos was extreme.

And that kind of evil qi and demonic qi that constantly overflowed in the surging blood waves could completely make ordinary people go crazy in an instant.

Gradually, a gorgeous and incoherent blood light flashed in the blood pool, and countless graceful witch figures were hidden in the blood light.

Heavenly Demon Brahman, the sea of blood rolling.

Chiyou Blood Cave!

The world of Shushan is a famous place of evil in the devil's way.

It is the place where Chiyou gathered the evil filth of the world and most of the essence and blood back then.

What the demon Zheng Zhe exchanged in the main god space was only a weakened version.

Unexpectedly, the Celestial Gods actually found this hidden place.

"Scare me?"

Zhao Weikong only felt that kind of cruel and ferocious intent, just by looking at it, his out-of-control state in the early stage of the fourth order would immediately arise.

Fortunately, at this moment, Zhao Fukong has become "Zhao Fukong", and Xuanyuan Dingqing Jue automatically circulated, slowly rising to the meaning of peace and tranquility.

Haotian continued to hold the transfer agreement and smiled slightly:

"If you don't want to, I will send you to the pool of the Blood God Monarch and become a Blood God Son. With the strength of your flesh, the Divine King should be exceedingly pleased. ”

"Let me be the son of the blood god?"

Of course, Zhao Weikong knew what the Blood God Son was.

At first glance, ordinary people think that it is some kind of god son, holy son and the like.

In fact, it was a kind of puppet that the Blood Nerve cultivator refined into other creatures.

The cruelty of the refining process is simply indescribable.

His body jerked at the moment, and he stretched out his claws at a speed that was difficult for the retina.

In the process of chatting with Haotian, he had already transferred this heavy prohibition.

At this moment, if he is threatened again, he is already really angry.

"Boom, boom!"

This claw is so fast, and with a unique martial arts grasping method, it directly cuts into Haotian's body.

But Zhao Fukong only felt that his palm was empty, and the Haotian in front of him had turned into an illusory mirror image.

"I don't know why Adam asked you to join the team, or not, I did my best."

Haotian shook his head helplessly, as if regretting that Zhao Fukong did not agree.

Immediately afterward, his body faded again and disappeared completely.

"Fuck, scheming me?"

When Zhao Weikong saw this, he didn't know that this Haotian had been talking to him with a mirror image body all along.

And this degree of reality, even he didn't perceive it.

But now he didn't have time to think about it, and he felt the surrounding dungeon suddenly change.

It was as if the distance had been changed in an instant, and the air around him suddenly became hot.

Inside the eye was a handsome young man in a blood-red robe.

His complexion was as white as jade, and strands of red hair were scattered on his shoulders like endless blood.

"I..."

Zhao Weikong was only glanced at by this young man, and his thoughts involuntarily rose with fear and wailing.

It was a sense of coercion at the soul level, which was irresistible.

Blood God Monarch, Deng Yin!

"The body that was sent is not bad."

Deng Yinrao looked at Zhao Yukong interestingly, and his words were very calm.

He looks like a handsome and bewitching young man, but if he is deceived by this appearance, the end will be unimaginably miserable.

He only looked at Zhao Fukong for a moment, and then waved his hand directly, and the surrounding area immediately revealed clusters of scarlet blood light.

In the next moment, Zhao Fukong will be refined into a Blood God Son.

But at this moment, Zhao Fukong suddenly moved, leaned over and shouted:

"Boy Zhao Fukong, I have admired the Demon Dao for a long time, and I never thought that I would be lucky enough to meet the First Divine Monarch of the Demon Dao! It is the glory of three lives! ”

He fell on his back, his body pressed very low.

And these words have already worked all the power.

The sound was so loud that the surrounding rocks began to roar, and even Deng Yin, who had just raised his hand, was stunned for a moment.

"The First Divine Monarch of the Demon Dao? It's kind of interesting. ”

Deng Yin didn't expect that the blood god in front of him who was sent by someone would open his mouth like this, and the words also made him feel a little comfortable.

Whenever you kill, it's a kill, it's better to listen to what this person has to say.

And immediately after, Zhao Fukong spoke violently again, and his voice was louder than before:

"It is also my honor to be the son of the Blood God of God. But before that, please let me feel the power of the Blood God Dafa! After seeing it, you should be able to die without regrets! ”

As soon as Zhao Weikong's words fell, he slowly stood up, and looked at Deng Yin with extremely resolute eyes.

He didn't have any distracting thoughts in his heart at the moment, like a pure and ultimate seeker.

"Enlightened..."

Deng Yin looked at Zhao Fukong curiously, and his words were a little playful:

"Those who practice my method for the first time must fill their whole body with charms. Then he peeled off the skin of his whole body and pierced it with a magic needle charm. Then use the human skin filled with charms to trigger the Nine Nether Fires, refining the body and soul all the time. Three years can be a small success, and it is not until nine years later that you can really enter the house. ”

"How do you want to feel?"

After Deng Yin finished speaking, he kept silent.

He seemed to want to see how far Zhao Fukong could go, and the blood light in his hand completely dissipated.

"See for yourself!"

When Zhao Weikong saw this, he didn't hesitate.

He immediately tore his hands and cut his chest straight open.

Seeing him so decisive, Deng Yin finally nodded and said:

"My Demon Dao respects the strong, if you can successfully get started, you should become my disciple."

As his words dissipated, the entire Chiyou Blood Cave fell into a dead silence.

For a while, only the faint sound of Zhao Shukong dissecting flesh and blood remained.

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