Chapter 395 Jar Lid Thirty

Because the time of the "Liuding Rokka Séance Mantra" has passed. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Su Xiaoqing and Su Yunfeng could clearly feel the emptiness of the pure yang qi in Wang Yi's body. Although they were a little confused that Wang Yi could still stand up. But seeing the blood-colored ripples rushing in, the two of them still didn't want to block in front of Wang Yi.

But before they could react, they saw that the blood clay pot in Wang Yi's hand seemed to gush out an invisible suction. Before the blood-colored ripple could get close, it turned into a red thread and poured into the blood clay pot.

"What ......!" Qin Ming exclaimed. He is most familiar with this strange treasure on the top of the smiling man's head! It is the Enlightenment Treasure of the Great Elder of the Immortal Sect. It was precisely because of its existence that the Great Elder of Law Enforcement was able to compete with the leader of the Immortal Sect who had the peak of the Taoist Ghost Immortal Sect with the peak of the red cloth, that is, Qin Ming's father!

Although with the cultivation of the smiling man in the middle of the blue coat, it is impossible to exert the full power of the clay pot lid. But in Qin Ming's opinion, as long as he can attract some residual power of the clay pot lid. Wang Yi and others can be easily suppressed! And in fact, that's exactly how it was in ...... beginning!

But what Qin Ming didn't expect was that the small clay pot in Wang Yi's hand was able to absorb the "soul-calming blood wave" emitted by the lid of the clay pot. It's incredible!

Qin Ming turned his head to look at the smiling man, but saw behind the smiling face. It also seems to faintly exude a strange gloomy ......!

Just when everyone was amazed, they saw that Wang Yi began to recite a mysterious incantation in a low voice. This mantra sounds like a non-Tao, non-sutra, non-demon, and not a ghost mantra. But it sounds like it's very ancient and mysterious, as if this spell has been passed down from ancient times to this day, ......!

With the sound of incantations, a trace of blood appeared on the quaint clay pot. The small clay pot gradually grew larger, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a quaint clay pot less than 30 centimeters high. A grimace like a smile and a cry can be faintly seen on the can, and it looks indescribably weird......!

A ray of blood light spread, and the countless blood pools around them suddenly wailed. As if he had seen something extremely terrifying, he frantically ran towards the pool of blood ......!

"Humph......! Pretend to be a ghost......! The smiling man snorted coldly, and the seal in his hand changed continuously. A blood-colored rune appeared out of thin air. The smiling man stretched out his hand, and blood-colored streaks flew out and were imprinted on the lid of the clay pot above his head.

"Huh......?" The smiling man screamed in confusion, and looked up to see that the blood-colored rune was hidden in the lid of the clay pot, as if it had sunk into the sea. The lid of the clay pot has not changed in the slightest!

"Could it be that the blood clay pot in Wang Yi's hand and the Great Elder's clay pot lid are ...... one thing!" Qin Ming's heart moved, and suddenly a wisp of expectation welled up in his heart: "If Wang Yi takes away the lid of the clay pot...... Wouldn't that Great Elder be without a ....... to rely on! ”

The reason why the Immortal Sect is now overstretched is that it has restrained most of the power in the sect for that matter. The main reason is that the sect leader of the Immortal Sect is not in harmony with the law enforcement elder, and they contain each other.

And more importantly, just half a year ago, his father, the leader of the Immortal Sect, returned with a serious injury. The leader of the Immortal Sect was seriously injured and dying, and closed the death pass. And the ghost body has dissipated most of the ghost body, and the ghost body is hidden in the only superb nether blood pool in the sect to restore the ghost body.

This gave the law enforcement elders a chance to finally take advantage of it. If it weren't for the fact that the overall strength of their sect leader was stronger than that of the law enforcement great elder, I am afraid that the sect leader of the Immortal Sect and the green ghost would have fallen on the head of the Great Elder! Otherwise, he would have been the leader of the Immortal Sect, and how could he have gone to great lengths to bring two blue-clothed early stage elders to ambush Wang Yi and them!

A cold light flashed in Qin Ming's eyes, and he muttered to himself, "If the Great Elder doesn't have the support of the clay pot lid. Then he wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous as he is now! And once the father and the green ghost have fully recovered, won't it be easy for them to clean up the Great Elder! ”

If Qin Ming knew, he would have seriously injured his father and the green ghost. It was the words of his nemesis, Wang Yi's grandfather. I don't know how Qin Ming will feel.

Just when Qin Ming was secretly imagining himself in his heart. The smiling man seemed to sense that the lid of the clay pot was faintly out of his control, but he saw the seal in his hand changing rapidly. Punch the blood-colored runes into the lid of the clay pot. The lid of the clay pot on the top of his head trembled violently......!

And Su Xiaoqing's brother and sister carefully guarded Wang Yi. They had already guessed that at this time, Wang Yi was fighting with the smiling man for control of the clay pot lid.

The battle for the same origin of the magic weapon is extremely mysterious, and it must not be easily disturbed. Otherwise, even if they take advantage of the distraction of the smiling man and injure or kill him. There is also a high risk that the lid of the clay pot will fly away. So at this time, neither side will bother them!

And judging from the situation on the field, Wang Yi just closed his eyes and recited the incantation with his expression unchanged. The smiling man quickly condensed the rune pattern to control the lid of the clay pot. Therefore, the two sides made a judgment, and Su Xiaoqing's brothers and sisters naturally would not help in this move.

As for Qin Ming beside the smiling man, I'm afraid that even if he has the strength to fight against Su Xiaoqing's brothers and sisters, he won't intervene. Because he was happy that Wang Yi would take away the lid of the clay pot, so that their sect leader could completely remove the threat from the law enforcement lineage.

In this way, the originally noisy battlefield suddenly became quiet. Only the sound of reciting the incantation faintly came out of Wang Yi's mouth!

Wang Yi and the smiling man were in a stalemate for a long time, or Wang Yi's incantation was recited for a long time. Finally, when the sky was faintly bright, the incantation that Wang Yi recited seemed to have finally come to an end.

At this moment, Wang Yi opened his eyes suddenly, and with a thought, Bai Zejian lightly swiped at the center of his eyebrows. A drop of essence blood flowed down and fell into his hand, and then Wang Yi pinched the seal with the essence blood as the guide, and an extremely mysterious blood-colored rune condensed and formed ...... on his chest!

At the same time, the lid of the clay pot above the smiling man's head suddenly appeared with blood. On the lid of the clay pot, a blurred human face was ......!

Wang Yi's eyes lit up, and he suddenly imprinted the blood-colored rune on his chest on the grimace on the body of the blood clay pot, and shouted: "The blood is the guide, the ancient contract, the blood spirit is of the same origin, and the lid of the jar is ......!" Haste as a law...... The machine is here! The lid of the jar is ......! ”

"Ah......h Burst......! With the sound of the incantation, the smiling man suddenly screamed and spurted out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, the lid of the clay pot on the top of his head turned into a blood light and flew towards the blood clay pot in Wang Yi's hand......!

"Smack......!" With a bang, the lid of the clay pot was tightly covered on the blood clay pot. The Blood Clay Pot gradually shrank and became its original form. The very spiritual one hung back on Wang Yi's neck.

At this time, Wang Yi rolled his eyes and fainted......!