Chapter Fifty-Six: The Golden Crow Refines the Corpse Demon
Chu Tai's gaze condensed slightly, and he could feel that the corpse qi in the other party's body was stained with a layer of scorching sun and drought aura, and the surrounding water vapor quickly evaporated, and the water vapor circulation was destroyed.
'Dry? No, there's something wrong with this guy's breath...'
The sun and moon in Chu Tai's eyes turned, and through the heavy corpse qi, he saw a wisp of golden blood containing the true meaning of compassion circulating inside.
'What is this?' Buddha blood? ’
When Chu Tai was confused, Liu Peiyu, who was standing not far from him, whispered in a slightly frightened voice: "Drought Fish..."
Indeed, compared to Chu Tai, Liu Peiyu couldn't see the changes in the other party's essence, but he could understand the laws of water and gas, and naturally he could guess the source of the other party's strength.
"Let's go!"
Liu Peiyu did not hesitate at all, the clouds fell, the clouds flew up, and fled into the distance.
"Don't want to leave!"
The three red ropes in Xin Qing's hands, which had been knocked down by him earlier, were staggered in mid-air, and layers of blood and filth condensed on the snare, heading towards Liu Peiyu.
"Slash!"
The Cui Huang Dao man let out a clear sigh, and the thirty-three green and blue lights around him were intertwined, and the phantom shadows of bamboo leaves followed the sword, stirring the snare into pieces.
The red rope broke inch by inch, dissipating in the blue light under the waving of the bamboo branches.
But in the next second, one arm suddenly stretched out, the five fingers were clenched, and the corpse qi turned into a hollow, and the thirty-three swords were captured, and the fingers shrank inward.
The sword light dimmed, and one wail after another sounded, obviously the spirituality of these flying swords had been impacted, and the sword weapons were polluted by corpse qi.
"How is that possible!"
The face of the Cui Huang Dao changed suddenly, and his ruddy face turned pale, pinching and pulling, but there was no response.
Seeing this, Liu Peiyu hit the orb with his backhand, the ripples of the water washed the void, bounced away the corpse qi, and tried to make Cui Huang recall the flying sword, but he was grabbed by the man's other hand, and with a little force, the aura on the surface of the orb was also shattered.
Seeing this scene, Liu Peiyu felt quite sorry for his magic weapon, but he didn't dare to stay for a long time.
Han Shang Sanren's long sleeves fluttered, and he released the gang wind to stop Xin Qing, who wanted to sneak attack again, but was forced to retreat by the falling blood.
Chu Tai frowned slightly, a wisp of white smoke appeared on his fingertips, and he pinched and chanted a mantra.
"Mountains and rivers are full of spirits, I must be shocked when I hear them. The sun and the moon follow each other, shining on the essence of the sky...... Haste as a law! ”
"Vermilion Bird Lingguang, Shenwei Inner Zhang. The serpent spits fire, and the evil spirit hides... Taiyi decree must not be stopped for a long time... Haste as a law! ”
As soon as the magic trick changed, the phantom of the cash bell floated in the smoke, the mana was excited, the smoke dispersed, and the flames around the golden bell ignited, turning into a streamer and falling down.
In the face of such means, the man had to withdraw his hand, pick up the filial piety flag again, dance in the air, and the ashes fell from the sky, but as soon as he encountered the phantom of the Admiralty, he saw Chu Tai pinching the trick.
"Kill Lei Gong, Mengwei Qingtong. Xun Gong issued an order, and the gods returned to the east...... Haste as a law! ”
"Crows, Crows, Cars of Wind and Fire. Thunder in the black ghost...... Haste as a law! ”
"Taishang Fu ordered, surrender to Huang Ting. Zhongli Wuqi ...... Haste as a law! ”
After the incantation, a little flame turned into thousands of fire crows and fell, exploding five or six feet in front of the man.
The firelight splashed and rubbed against each other, forming a little thunder at the beginning, and then the thunder and fire were excited, and the thunder and fire were staggered, becoming more and more intense, accumulating more and more, and the blink of an eye was to cause a series of explosions.
Liu Peiyu and Cuihuang Daoren took the opportunity to withdraw their magic weapons, retreated to the side, and stood with Chu Tai.
At this time, Han Shang Sanren, who forced Xin Qing back, turned slightly pale, and had already swallowed several pills in a row.
Seeing this, the Cui Huang Daoist said in a low voice: "Shall I go first?" ”
"That guy below has already stimulated the blood of the drought, if I leave directly, I'm afraid that this year's harvest will be gone for hundreds of miles around."
Han Shang Sanren silently carried mana and suppressed the injuries in his body, and listened to Chu Tai, who was waving the Golden Xuan Danxia Banner in front of him and controlling the changes in thunder and fire, speak.
"It's not just the blood of the drought, but eighty percent of this guy's body also has the blood of a certain great Buddha."
"Buddha blood?"
Cui Huangdao's face changed slightly, and he said in a low voice: "You read that right. ”
"Naturally, there isn't, but it should be the blood of an Arhat who has just attained the fruition. Giving this guy the ability to part of the Arhat's golden body, my thunder fire can't trap him for too long, and I will trouble a few people to send everyone here away, so I can use some means. ”
Liu Peiyu frowned and retorted: "That is also at least the cultivation of the fifth grade, how can such an existence be ......?"
Halfway through speaking, he also reacted by himself, and said in a low voice: "Is this game so large?" ”
"Quick!"
Chu Tai roared angrily, and he stared at the man who walked out step by step in the thunder and fire.
His body was unscathed, with a strong aura of red flame and drought on his body, and at the same time, a wisp of golden Buddha blood in his body exuded a near-perfect treasure light, allowing him to perform a strange cycle of death and tranquility intertwined between life and death.
Thunderfire and the Red Crow couldn't suppress him a little.
Liu Peiyu and the three also knew that the situation was critical, so they didn't dare to stay for a long time and left with the survivors.
Chu Tai took out the Taiyi Changming Lamp, and after turning into a god king spirit official, his eyes dimmed slightly.
"All the heavens are thunderous, and the thunder and wind are blowing. The green thunder is red, and the upper dome is upstream. Red thunder and yellow qi, luck and return to the center. Yellow thunder and white qi, the hole is pressed by the nine palaces......"
Under the guidance of Chu Tai, the vitality of heaven and earth merged into the sea of fire, with the staggered thunder and fire, the thunder flashed, and the thunder in the rolling flames was like a snake rolling, entangled the man, and stimulated the blood of the drought and the golden Buddha blood in his body little by little.
At the moment when the two were about to merge, the plain dust and green rays composed of one hundred and eight cold pine needles were lit up on the points around his body in turn.
For the man at this moment, the Nine Springs Yin Jing Meng Bo Qi contained in the magic weapon was like cold water for burning red iron ore, and the violent stimulation made the iron deformed, and it also allowed the plain dust and green light to pierce into his body, further stimulating the conflict between the blood of the drought and the blood of the golden Buddha.
The filial piety flag is waving, and the flying ash surrounds the man's body, protecting the man's body, and the corpse's blood flows slowly, constantly polluting the magic weapon that enters the body.
Like the man's silence, Chu Tai also didn't care much about the other party's methods.
With a twist of his wrist, the Agarwood Sword Pill was clasped by his middle finger, index finger and thumb, and there was a lot of golden liquid flowing on it, and as Chu Tai hit it with his backhand, the golden sword light turned into a long rainbow.
The edge of the sword pill ignored the man's protective filial flag, pierced the sackcloth magic weapon on his body, and went straight into his chest.
The man, who didn't care about Su Chenqingmang, trembled all over, as if sensing that something was wrong, and the blood of the drought began to boil.
It's just that there is the interference of the Buddha's blood inside, the influence of the Nine Springs Yin Jing Meng Bo Qi outside, and the outermost thunder and fire refining, and the blood of the drought is difficult to awaken quickly.
"Raven Fairy!"
Chu Tai roared again, this time Wu Chaoxi successfully appeared on the stage, his wings spread, and the piercing name resounded all around, shaking the man's already small remaining mind, and buying Chu Tai the most important time.
A new crow chirped from the man's chest, and then the red fire crows flying around him began to circle around the man, and many of the true intentions in the thunder and fire gathered together and merged into the man's chest.
All of a sudden, the fire was steaming, the sun was condensing, and the three-legged shadow of the golden crow gradually took shape in the man's body.