Chapter 411: The Power of the Blood Demon Sutra
Suddenly, the sound of the piano came to the ears of the three people.
Like a small bridge and flowing water, and like a high mountain Yuan cry, sometimes leisurely and fresh, sometimes like crying and complaining, it actually made Yuyu and the ghost mother close their eyes and immerse themselves in it, as if they never want to wake up.
"What two useless waste!" glanced at the two of them, and scolded in the dark.
"You're here anyway. A mellow voice came, like a sigh, and like nostalgia.
However, Bai Xing didn't react to this voice at all, and stepped straight into Anrenzhai.
As soon as I stepped into Anrenzhai, I saw a woman dressed as a nun during the day, even if she was wearing such simple clothes, she couldn't hide her gorgeous appearance.
There was a piano in front of the woman, and her ten fingers flicked it smoothly, sometimes dragonflies and drums.
hasn't played well yet, and Bai Xing couldn't help but complain in his heart.
The sound of the piano gradually stopped, Gu Wenxi looked at the bloody old demon in front of him, and said lightly: "I remember that you liked me playing the piano very much back then, but now that you don't feel it, why do you want to see me again?"
"Oh, that's because I'm here to kill you today. ”
A gust of palm power with a fishy wind suddenly slapped Gu Wenxi's head, completely ignoring the delicate and beautiful facial features.
Looking at the bloody hand that slapped towards him, Gu Wenxi frowned, and slapped the long qin in front of him, and the long qin suddenly stood up, blocking the palm of the day's hand.
The palm of the hand collided with the long qin, making a muffled sound, but the long qin did not break.
"Huh, this piano is really good, it can actually block the palm of this seat?"
Bai Xing was slightly surprised, although he didn't use all his strength in this palm, it was enough to leave a mark on the lower grade yellow soldiers, and this long qin was not damaged in the slightest.
"Humph!"
However, surprise is surprise, Bai Xing did not stop in the slightest, his arm slammed into force, and the internal qi of the black light bloody hand mixed with the Nine Ghost Demon Gang surged out.
"What!?"
Feeling the terrifying strength and internal qi, Gu Wenxi's eyes suddenly expanded, became bigger, his arms trembled, his chest ached, and a fishy smell surged up his throat, and then his body flew out violently and smashed two wooden doors and smashed on top of a Buddha statue.
"Ahem...... Poof!"
Gu Wenxi sprayed a mouthful of blood on the Buddha statue, the blood turned out to be a strange black brown, the blood-stained Buddha statue suddenly made a corrosive sound, and a large black hole with a few centimeters of opening appeared on the Buddha statue.
"Huh?"
Seeing this, he paused for a moment, and looked at Gu Wenxi, who slowly stood up with a long qin, with a little surprise.
"Surprised! This is the power of the Demon Blood Sutra of the First Divine Skill of the Demon Dao, something that I only got from the old thing who lived with the Evil Valley King for a few years. Gu Wenxi lightly looked at the bloody old demon in front of him with a surprised face.
"It's a little surprising, it's very toxic and restorative, but ...... Even so, you still have to die!"
During the day, he stomped on his right foot, and the whole person was like a violent wind, overflowing with anger, black and red, rolling up the gravel and debris on the ground and shooting at Gu Wenxi.
"Demon Blood Sutra - Blood Illusion Realm!"
Just when Bai Baixing's bloody hand was about to shoot Gu Wenxi, a light voice came out of Gu Wenxi's mouth and drilled into Bai Baixing's ears.
Bai Xing only felt that the scenery in front of him had changed, floating corpses for thousands of miles, blood waves, floating corpses hit the red stone wall with the blood waves, splashed in midair, and then slammed into the blood river, splashing a large blood flower.
And Bai Xing stood on top of one of these many floating corpses, he looked up, and saw hundreds of ancient Wen Xi standing on top of the floating corpses, and there was an ancient Wen Xi on each floating corpse.
Each ancient text has a different demeanor, some are shy, some are indifferent, some look solemn, some laugh rampantly, some have angry eyes, some are gloomy, life is varied, and there are thousands of words.
Bai Xing felt that there were countless mosquitoes buzzing in his ears, which made him upset, and his mind was chaotic, and even the internal qi of the Nine Ghost Demon Gang and the Black Light Blood Hand in his body began to riot, making his body feel as if it was torn apart.
"Phew!"
Bai Xing drank violently, biting the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, the black light of the divine soul in his body bloomed, and the miniature of the Buddha's magic body in his heart released a stream of Buddha light to envelop his body, and the complicated meaning in his mind retreated like a tide.
And the blood-colored world around him also shattered one by one like glass, and the floating corpses and countless ancient texts also disappeared from his eyes.
Just when the blood in front of Bai Xing's eyes had completely receded, he felt a pain in his chest, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a black poisonous dagger piercing his chest, and it had already pierced half a centimeter into his chest.
"Smack!"
Bai Xing put a hand on Gu Wenxi's wrist, and the tip of the dagger was slowly pulled out of his chest, and a drop of blood that was more bright red than ordinary blood dripped from the tip of the dagger to the ground, and a small lump of flesh on his chest had turned into black, rotten, and smelly flesh.
The tip of Bai Baixing's left finger dug towards the black rotten flesh, and with a slight force, the black rotten flesh was pulled out, revealing the bright red beating heart in it, which was extremely fast.
"How is it possible that you broke free from the Scarlet Illusion Realm so quickly, and your body is so strong!?"
Gu Wenxi raised his head and saw Bai Xing's smiling eyes, and his whole body became stiff.
The Demon Blood Sutra is worthy of being a Demon Blood Sutra, and it can actually make this seat hallucinate, which makes this seat suddenly interested in it. ”
Bai Tianxing's right hand twisted, and with a click, Gu Wenxi's wrist was directly twisted into a deformity, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clink.
Then his right hand was like black lightning, clasped Gu Wenxi's neck, and slowly stuffed the black and stinky rotten flesh in his hand into Gu Wenxi's mouth.
Under the tremendous power of Bai Xing, Gu Wenxi had no power to resist at all, so he could only widen his eyes and watch the mass of carrion being stuffed into his mouth.
"Woo woo woo~"
The muffled sound of struggle came from his mouth, but every time the internal qi in her body exploded, she would be pressed back by the day's death.
After stuffing the piece of carrion into Gu Wenxi's mouth, Bai Baixing slowly lifted her neck and lifted his feet off the ground.
Gu Wenxi kept patting Bai Xing's arm, but unfortunately it was all in vain, and Bai Bai Xing's arm didn't even tremble.
However, after a long time, Bai Baixing gradually realized that something was wrong, because Gu Wenxi's struggle did not become smaller, but became a little bigger.
"Senior Bloody Hand, you are a master of the Blood Sutra of the Immortal Demon like this. ”
At this moment, Yuyu's voice suddenly sounded behind Bai Baixing, making him turn around slowly.