Demi-immortals are very difficult to kill, I have known this for a long time

Each demi-immortal has his own life-saving ability, and even if the strongest demi-immortal wants to kill someone who has just become a demi-immortal, it will take a lot of effort.

Master Empty Purity is indeed very strong, and his comprehension of the Dharma has also reached an extremely high level.

But it was very difficult for him to kill Star Zenzi, especially for this old guy who had become a half-immortal for endless years.

Possession by blood is a somewhat peculiar exercise.

It is a method that some ancient sects have been using, in order to protect half and control their disciples.

The process of operation is very simple, it is the master of the previous generation who integrates a little bit of his own bloodline into the heart of the disciple, and this bloodline will not hinder the disciple even a little, but will become a sharp knife that pierces the depths of your heart.

You won't be in the slightest danger, and you can still cultivate endlessly, but once you betray your master, you will immediately be detonated by the master of the previous generation, and your life will come to an end.

But, in the same way, once you encounter danger, this bloodline will become your help, allowing you to have the power of the original owner of the bloodline for a short time.

This is to possess oneself by blood, and from this spell, it can be seen how strict the sect's monitoring of disciples was in ancient times.

It is far from the freedom that comes from modern times, and in ancient times, they were all monks with great magical powers, even if they were masters at the level of extremely strong demi-immortals, there were many of them.

Xing Chanzi lived for endless years and even became a disciple of the Mixed Heavens, but the power of his master still remained in him.

This is the imprint of the times, and this is the trace that the years cannot erase.

Xingzenzi was half-bent back, and there was a thick blood mist, and I could even smell a faint fishy smell between my noses.

"It's unbelievable that he turned out to be a disciple of the Ancient Blood Demon Clan."

I heard Luo Xuanfan beside me let out an exclamation.

The Ancient Blood Demons are not a group of demons and monsters as we think.

They are also monastics.

Some cultivators cultivate bones, some cultivate gods, some cultivate spirits, and some cultivate blood.

This group of blood cultivators is the Blood Demon Clan.

The Blood Demon Clan is a gate to the ancients. They have refined their blood to be incomparably magical, they can transform into shapes, they can kill, they can be hot, or they are cold and piercing.

Blood is their weapon of murder, their blade.

It's just that later, because of the famous demon slaying war in ancient times, the righteous people classified some cultivators similar to the blood demon clan as demon cultivators and exterminated them.

The Blood Demon Clan gradually faded out of the world's vision.

The smile on the face of the Master of Emptiness was gone, replaced by solemnity and solemnity.

At this moment, the body of the Master of Empty Purity, who was dressed in a beautiful robe, exuded a reassuring Buddha light, and none of the ghosts around him dared to approach.

"Back then, I was just a low-level outer disciple of yours, and I didn't learn any of the spells of the Blood Demon Clan, so I was planted with possessed blood. However, Master, do you know that after all these endless years, I have become the supreme in this heaven and earth, a powerful half-immortal! Although it is not as good as you who are about to enter the immortal class back then, however, it is not far behind! Master, you can see the achievements of the disciples who were abandoned by you back then! ”

Speaking of this, Xing Zenzi actually raised his head and laughed loudly.

The laughter was high and low, and it was very eerie.

It's just that there is a sadness in this laughter.

I looked at the laughing star Zenzi, and seemed to see, in that distant ancient time.

An outer disciple who is not valued by the instrument can't learn orthodox spells, so he can only watch silently from the side, suffering humiliation and white eyes.

"Master, master! But I didn't expect that it was you who saved the apprentice today! ”

Xing Zenzi's nerves were very unstable, and he actually cried at this moment.

The sword eyebrows of the master of air purification were solemn, and the lotus hand was played, and the Buddha horn was announced.

In the sky, the golden Buddha seal condensed again, and the golden Buddha horn that exuded golden light slowly pressed down, and even wanted to suppress Xing Zenzi for the second time.

"Get out of here!"

Xing Zenzi looked at the Buddha seal in the sky, waved his arm vigorously, and a blood-red aura went straight to the Buddha seal.

The Buddha seal was hit by the blood-red aura, and there was no resistance at all, and it was shattered.

After the Buddha seal was shattered, the Buddha light slowly drifted down, and Xing Zenzi stood in the golden light with a blood mist.

His face was full of tears and his face was hideous.

"Bald donkey, today I will show you the power of the Ancient Blood Demon Clan!"

As he spoke, Xing Zenzi actually raised his left hand and thrust it into his right shoulder.

A trickle of blood-red blood slowly flowed down from the wound on his right shoulder.

The blood streaked across his arm and dripped on the ground beneath his feet.

"With the hand of my blood coagulation god!"

Xingzenzi said as she slapped the ground under her feet with her right hand.

All the blood dripping on the ground actually began to gurgle and roll, as if it were a spirit, gathering little by little.

The Ancient Blood Demon Clan has changed so much, I can't guess what the so-called Blood Demon Hand is!

All the blood beads that were sprinkled on the ground slowly rose and began to merge.

The big blood beads devoured the small blood beads, fused little by little, and devoured little by little, and in the end, a huge blood ball was condensed in front of Xing Zenzi!

"The hand of the blood god is in front of me!"

Xing Zenzi touched the blood cell again, and the entire blood cell shook violently, and then under the traction of the blood-red aura, it began to change.

Master Kongjing's expression was solemn, he stared intently at Xing Zenzi, at this moment, what was standing in front of him was no longer the half-immortal with chaotic spells and mixed aura, but a former blood demon powerhouse who relied on blood possession and briefly climbed to the top of the absolute strength half-immortal!

The blood cells changed quickly, and in a few blinks of an eye, a huge bloody hand slowly condensed.

This bloody hand is not so real, only some rough outlines, but the momentum emanating from this bloody hand still makes my heart palpitate.

That is a power that does not belong to the level of a half-immortal, that is an existence that surpasses everyone here, that kind of breath, that kind of murderous aura, which makes all of us frightened.

However, I know that the true strength of the bloody hand is not as strong as the breath.

Blood Demon, what kind of person was he in ancient times?

Just a trace of aura can make us afraid.

Xing Zenzi's face was a little tired, but the moment this bloody hand came out, he stood beside the bloody hand and let out a rampant smile.

"Master, look! Back then, so many inner core disciples couldn't use this trick, but now I, an outer disciple, have done it, have you seen it! ”

Hoshi Zenko has completely fallen silent in her own fantasies and can't extricate herself.

"Bloody Hand, kill everyone here!"

Xingzenzi gave an order,

Then, the blood was hand-made!

The entire blurry bloody hand slowly flew over, and then blood beads drifted out from it.

The beads of blood shot out like bullets, and I saw a drop of blood hit the ground, and in an instant there was a bottomless pit.

It's a lot more powerful than a bullet, and being hit by this thing isn't a joke.

"Everyone, be careful!"

I reminded loudly.

Everyone was not slow to react, and they all put on a posture and waited solemnly.

In front of us, there was only the solemn Master of Empty Purity, and at this moment, he did not take a step back, but stepped forward.

"Master of Empty Purification!"

I shouted.

"It doesn't matter."

The Master of Emptiness didn't look back, but just waved his hand at me.

Then, I saw a gap open in the sky again, and golden Buddha light slipped from the sky and descended on the body of the Void Purity Master.

"The Buddha said, "There is no dirt or purity, and there is no birth or destruction. Today, the poor monk uses this leaf lotus petal to kill you, a bloody hand. ”

Master Empty Purity said as he took out a lotus petal from his sleeve, and then raised his hand.

The entire petals swelled in the air, the size of three people.

The emptiness stepped on the lotus petals, and the treasure was solemn, just like the Buddha coming to the world.

Then he reached out and swept it.

Countless dew slid down, and it seemed to come out of thin air and spread out in front of the bloody hands.

Every drop of dew against a drop of blood.

Blood-red beads of blood collided with the clear dew.

It is like the confrontation between light and darkness, good and evil.

Soon, the winner will be decided.

Every drop of dew enveloped the drop of blood, as if to purify the filth.

As soon as the blood droplets come into contact with the dew, they will be immediately enveloped, and then gradually fade in the dew and slowly dissipate.

Bloody hands are slightly inferior. 151 Kanshu.com .