Chapter 391: Blood Enters the Formation Vision

"It's now!"

As he spoke, the elders had already controlled the golden thread and pulled it in the direction of Han Tu. The light blue spiritual root seemed to be still trying to escape, but at the level of his foundation building period, after losing his body, he was naturally not the opponent of the five monks of the Yudan period.

The head of the house has been standing by the side, with cold eyes, as if all this in front of him has nothing to do with him. But if an outsider is not him, how can he experience the mixed feelings in his heart at this time?

Who is he? He is the head of the Dust Slaying Sect! A monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, one of the sixteen top immortal cultivators in the Fengyuan Continent, if even he can't bear it, then what should the elders under him do?

Just as Linggen was gradually approaching Han Tu, the head of the sect, who had not been moving, suddenly appeared in front of Han Tu, and in the blink of an eye, he put a pill into Han Tu's mouth.

"Han Tu, hold your breath and concentrate. Don't let the evil thoughts of the spiritual root disturb your heart. ”

After hearing the master's words of concern, Han Tu calmed down and slowly closed his eyes. Now he can't do anything, and the only thing he can do is probably to use his strong willpower to survive this difficult situation in front of him.

"Everyone, start injecting spiritual roots!"

As soon as the words fell, the spiritual root that was tightly entangled by the golden thread had already been attached to Han Tu's abdomen, and it looked like it would enter at any time. At this critical moment, everyone present did not dare to be careless.

The path taken by immortal cultivators is to go against the sky. They never believed in fate, they firmly believed that my fate was up to me, and they dared to contend with heaven! Even the three calamities and nine calamities could not shake their conviction in the slightest.

But now, they can only hold the idea of doing their best to obey the fate of heaven, looking forward to the successful transplantation of spiritual roots.

After all, what they have done is unprecedented, and once they succeed, they will definitely add a strong touch to the entire history of immortal cultivation, and even change the pattern of the entire immortal cultivation world.

Of course, if you want to accomplish this second point, it is not enough to successfully transplant the spiritual root. They also needed to find out the reason why Han Tu was able to cultivate to the ninth level of Qi cultivation as a mortal in order to complete this act against the heavens.

While the elders were doing their best, the head of the house did not stop, he took out five porcelain vases, and with a wave of his hand, pulled the cork from the top of them. Then the hand formed an arc, and the five porcelain vases slid down the palms of their hands and floated in front of the five elders.

Naturally, they were very familiar with what was in it. Because these things were collected by themselves! Five porcelain bottles, each containing the blood of a powerful demonic beast. These demonic beasts were rare in the world, so they spent more than ten years in order to get these five kinds of blood.

It is well known that the blood of most living beings is red. But the blood of these powerful demonic beasts in front of him is different from people's perception.

First of all, starting from the one in front of Elder Zeng, after the porcelain vase rotated in a circle, a drop of thick liquid gradually dripped from it. Its color is peculiar, between green and dark green, and even has a tendency to fade, and it is translucent at the end.

This magical blood is naturally the blood of the Titan Pleus, they are already known for their physical strength, and the blood in their bodies will complete a great transformation when they become adults. It is even born with the power to compete with human formations.

And this kind of blood in front of him is undoubtedly the best means to preserve Han Tu's body.

In front of Elder Xie was a drop of blue and green blood, which was very different from the blood of the Titan pleus-tailed ape before, and the most obvious point was that its blood was even more diluted than the water quoted by ordinary disciples.

And this is a kind of magical monster of the winter snake Natsuki. As its name suggests, in the summer, it takes on the appearance of a tree, and even its scales float from its body and gradually migrate to the ends of its stiff limbs. It looks like a tree covered with ginkgo biloba.

In winter, it becomes a four-legged snake again, which is extremely fast, and its flexibility and adaptability are rare in the world. Because this kind of demonic beast is too rare and difficult to find, it is even more valuable among immortal cultivators.

And such a drop of blood can just play the greatest role in front of the magic circle that can trigger the ability of the owner of the blood before death.

The other three drops of blood are the Three-Pupiled Red-Eyed Eagle, this kind of Warcraft major cultivation spirit, when the third eye is opened, it can even directly control other Warcraft that are slightly lower than it.

The moment it transforms, it can even affect the Yuan Infant Monk. This kind of demonic beast blood, used to protect Han Tu's divine sense, is one of the best means.

What's more, these three drops of blood come from different three-eyed red-eyed eagles, and when they were born, they were inseparable three brothers. Although there is only a cultivation comparable to the foundation building period of human beings, in fact, it can affect the immortal cultivators in the Yudan period......

Of course, even with such preparations, Elder Zeng was still a little dissatisfied. After all, this three-pupiled red-eyed eagle in the foundation building period was really difficult to enter his magic eyes, and if it weren't for the fact that time didn't allow it, he would definitely look for a better one.

What did he do for Han Tu?

Hehe, of course not, even if the little meaning in his mouth has gone, the weight it occupies in his heart is still indelible.

Five drops of blood fell from the porcelain vase and merged into the lines of the circle. Immediately afterwards, he conjured into the appearance of the blood owner before his death, and attached himself to Han Tu's body.

Han Tu, who was observing his body with his divine sense, could see quite clearly that the aura and blood in his body had begun to flow at an accelerated pace, and it was full of flexibility. If he could maintain this state all the time, Han Tu believed that even if it was a brute force blow from an immortal cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, he would be able to take it unscathed!

Immediately after, he felt as if his skin had lost all moisture and had become extremely rough, faintly cracking. But this kind of skin can still withstand the attack in the later stage of foundation building.

If it is said that the eastern snake Natsuki relies on changing the flexibility of the body, but adapts to the changes of all things. The Titan Pleus, with its incomparable skin, resisted the opponent's attack!

And at this moment, Han Tu felt a tingling pain in his eyes, and subconsciously opened his eyes. Then, two golden lights rose into the sky, and at the same time, on his forehead, an eye that was completely made of spiritual energy began to faintly appear, which was also Jinguang Temple, which looked full of majesty.

"It's now!"

As he spoke, the elders suddenly exerted their strength, and pressed the spirit root towards Han Tu's abdomen.