Sensing that his mana was being continuously refined, the old monster of Youquan began to collect the released blood skeletons, and a fist-sized bulge emerged from the old monster's body.

These bumps are very tightly clustered, and because of the swelling, the skin becomes extremely thin, and the dark red liquid flows in them, looking like a pomegranate with its skin peeled open, revealing dense flesh.

"Wow woo woo woo ......"

The flesh squirmed, gradually giving birth to a terrifying and hideous human face, opening its mouth to make a terrifying sound, and the seven orifices also continued to flow out reddish-brown pus, yellow corpse water, and dark red blood.

The smell of erosion and rancid smell was overwhelming, and the surrounding Dan fire was also slightly dim.

'Is this Chiyou's stained blood?' ’

Yuan Qingwei's eyes froze, before the single finger of the Zen master Nirvana, Yuan Qingwei and he had deduced several times, and he also had a relatively clear understanding of the ability of the old monster of Youquan.

After the old monster of Youquan was defeated by the one-fingered Zen master, the blood skeletons that condensed tens of thousands of them were almost completely wiped out, and the only few remaining blood skeletons were inadvertently encountered in the leylines during the escape period.

The so-called Chiyou stained blood, although it is called Chiyou, in fact, it has nothing to do with Chiyou, not even blood.

Chiyou's stained blood is essentially the "blood stain" left over from a young god who died at the hands of the immortals during the Yuming Sanren period.

According to common sense, the Qingyi Great God itself should not still have the concept of blood, but the ancient god is very special, and his situation is a little similar to that of a divine beast, or an immortal monk who walks the path of immortals.

Although his cultivation is extremely profound, there is still something similar to blood in his body.

After the death of the ancient gods, these blood also turned into blood stains, which merged into the earth along the leylines, and after thousands of years of squeezing and hammering by the leylines, they absorbed the cold and turbid qi between the heavens and the earth, and the filthy qi of the earth's veins, and these blood stains turned into a very terrifying and strange substance.

This peculiar existence contains cold and turbid qi, earth vein filth, as well as the resentment generated by the death of the ancient gods, and even the residual god-killing evil qi, which can distort the vitality and decompose the original gods, which is very suitable for refining the treasure of the demon path.

Placing it on the Yuan Shen seems to be a certain death, but it is a good alleviation of the schizophrenia of the old monster of Youquan.

Under the influence of Chiyou's tainted blood, it is impossible for those blood skeletons that are distracted to condense and form independently, and the real spirit of the old monster of Youquan in it can disperse the evil qi and resentment and barely support it.

If only it were anything else! The power of the old gods ......'

Yuan Qing sneered slightly, the three treasures and jade ruyi hung high in the void, and the three lights of the sun, moon and stars flowed, driving the three talents of heaven, earth and man, anchoring the spirit of the old monster of Youquan, and finally flicking his fingers.

Above Ruyi, Baohua bloomed, thousands of colorful changes, gently fell, hitting the top of the head of the old monster of Youquan.

"It's!" The old monster of Youquan showed a frightened look on his face, and the ancient divine words sounded from the wish, and the blood trembled, as if there was some power to reawaken.

Sure enough! Yuan Qingwei knew in his heart that whether it was burning with the Pure Yang Pill Fire at the beginning, or now the Three Treasures Ruyi suppressing the spirit spirit, or even the ancient god spell, in order to reawaken the power of the ancient Qingyi Great God.

Yuan Qingwei, who has the memory of Mingyu Sanren, knows too well the horror of this kind of ancient god.

The ancient god who left Chi You's stained blood cultivated to the heavens and the earth, and according to the human immortal way, he had reached the realm of sanctification of the flesh and rebirth with blood.

Even if Guangchengzi and other immortals really killed the other party back then, but now that there is Chiyou's stained blood inheritance, it is obvious that the other party still has a trace of power.

For such an existence, as long as there are traces remaining, then sooner or later it will return.

Now Yuan Qingwei just used the ancient myth to sacrifice and activate the power in advance.

The reunited power of this ancient god may still be a supply for the usual Youquan old monsters, but when fighting with Yuan Qingwei, it has become a fatal loophole.

Just like that, just now, the old monster of Youquan broke the mandala magic circle with the help of the loophole of the Dharma Protector Monk, and now Yuan Qingwei also used the residual power of the ancient gods to break the natal vitality of the old monster of Youquan from the inside, and immediately attracted the power of the three treasures and jade Ruyi, and led the pure yang pill fire to fall.

"Ahhh......hh

The Dan Fire followed the three rays of the sun, moon and stars, and merged into the spirit and spirit of the old monster of the Youquan Spirit, and at the same time, the causal connection in the underworld was also ignited together with all the blood skeletons that left it in the outside world.

Realizing that he had no way to retreat, the old monster of Youquan roared angrily: "Don't you think about it! ”

After speaking, the dense balls of flesh exploded one by one, and countless pus and blood splattered, trying to contaminate the surroundings.

Yuan Qingwei stretched out his hand a little again, and the Nine Heavens Clear Qi stored in the Yuan Shi Orb fell, and the layers of Clear Qi turned into a heavenly domain, wrapping the old monster of Youquan, and then the Pure Yang Dan Fire continued to burn.

When he got to the back, the surrounding seals began to shrink, and Yuan Qingwei also reappeared in the temple, holding the mixed yuan orb in his hand, in which the firelight, blood light, and clear light were intertwined, stirring up chaos inside the orb.

Yuan Qingwei silently operated his mana, mobilized the clear light and the firelight, suppressed the tumbling blood light, and then raised his hand to release two sword lights.

As soon as the golden sword light flew out, he saw thick black smoke coming out of the void, and in the black smoke, a big white bone hand the size of a grinding disc reached out and grabbed the two sword lights.

"Bone Claw?" Yuan Qingwei raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Why, the White Bone Divine Monarch, you have no enmity with Duzhi!" How did you come back to find his bad luck? ”

"This seat has nothing to do with the single finger, but someone hates you to the bone, and gives this seat a reward that is difficult to refuse, so this seat has to kill you with his own hands!"

In the thick black smoke, a tall and thin man walked out, he was wearing a white bone robe made of white bone fragments, a pair of eyes were round and large, protruding from the eye sockets, and the exposed skin on the top and bottom of the body was pale, without a trace of blood, nor a trace of muscle could be seen, like a white bone in human skin.

After the White Bone Divine Monarch appeared, the big white bone hand above continued to exert pressure inward, and Yuan Qingwei's heart moved, and with a twist of sword light, he cut off the slender bone spurs between the white bone fingers and flew out of it.

The turquoise fire in the pupils of the White Bone God Monarch flickered, his white bone claw was a remnant of the gods and demons, not used for the general innate grabbing hand, it could resist the flying sword, if the quality was a little worse, it might be pinched into powder.

Yuan Qingwei's flying sword could easily break free, and with the golden sword light, it was obviously not extraordinary, and he couldn't help but say coldly: "No wonder he is so generous!" Pure Yang Dao System, really extraordinary! ”

After speaking, dozens of turquoise flames erupted from behind him, accompanied by bursts of sharp yin soul whistling sounds, and twelve Nine Sons and Mother Yin Soul Swords flew out of it.

One hundred and eight gray-white sword lights flew in mid-air, accompanied by the turquoise flames that had not yet dispersed, and strangled towards Yuan Qingwei.

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