Volume 2 The Rebellion of the Witch Dao Chapter 12 The Law of Rebirth of the Blood Fetus
"What you always said is right, this little ghost is a complete little bastard in the market, and he is as hated as the old scourge of Feng Wuji, but the old man treats him well and has personally taught him......." Liu Xiyan's teeth itched with hatred for Yang Xia, and after a few complaints, he just said that Tianxin Ancestor had personally taught Yang Xia, Shui Sheng's rickety figure was shocked, and his voice was a little higher and said: "You said that Tianxin once taught this son?"
Liu Xi's face changed slightly, knowing Shui Sheng's obsession, and hurriedly explained: "Don't think about it, he is a disciple of the immortal, and the old man may not be able to erase his feelings, and he pointed out some cultivation methods to him." ”
"Gu Tianchen's disciple, Tianxin has personally taught him, you let him come over. After Shui Sheng heard this, the old man's face changed slightly, allowing Liu Xiyan to call Yang Xia to come to the high platform.
Liu Xiyan regretted that he was too talkative, and in desperation, he had to pass on the sound to let Yang Xia go to the high platform to see Shui Sheng.
Yang Xia felt in his heart, got up and came to the high platform, saluted Shui Sheng in a proper manner, and said, "Junior Yang Xia, I have seen the old man Shui." ”
"Old man Shui?" Shui Sheng stared at Yang Xia for a long time and muttered to himself.
"Little bastard, you should call the fourth ancestor, don't call it nonsense!" Liu Xi's pretty face changed slightly, making Yang Xia change his words, afraid that Shui Sheng would be angry.
"Calling the old man seems kind, if you call the fourth ancestor doesn't seem to be angry, right, old man Shui. Yang Xia shook his head, feeling that this title was right, he looked at Shui Sheng dignifiedly, without the slightest timidity or fear.
"You are playing the junior of the deity, are you afraid that the deity will kill you in anger?" Shui Sheng kept looking at Yang Xia, and after a while, he said calmly.
"I heard Sister Xiyan say that you are old and legendary, you can chase the road with your ancestors, and those who respect the world together will be heroes who stand up to the sky and the earth, you are old and arrogant, how can you worry about a little ant like me, besides, if you always want to kill me, it is a matter of moving your eyelids, why ask me. Yang Xia was very calm, after he learned about Shui Sheng from Liu Xiyan's mouth, he admired this world-famous powerhouse, and told the truth.
"The atmosphere of the market on your body is too strong, cultivators must have great ambitions, you are a disciple of Gu Tianchen, you should be oriented to the Great Dao, and you should not act recklessly. Shui Sheng's corpse-filled eyes flashed with a hint of spirit, and he said in a deep voice.
Yang Xia nodded, bowed and saluted, humbly taught, and dealt with it as a junior.
"The deity looks at what you have learned, and the strength of the origin. Shui Sheng saw that Yang Xia was taught, his face was slightly softened, and he stretched out his finger of dead bark and pointed at the Yang Xia Ling Platform, after a few breaths, he suddenly got up, his pupils shrank, his breathing was short, and he was shocked beyond measure.
Yang Xia's face was calm, he smiled faintly at Shui Sheng, and made a silent gesture.
"What kind of existence do you have? How can there be two Nine Pole Origins?" Shui Sheng has been sluggish for a long time, transmitting Yang Xia, it is difficult to be calm, he has lived for a long time, he has survived so far, he has seen too many mysterious things, and it is difficult for him to lose his temper, but Yang Xia has two Nine Pole Origins, and it is unbelievable to break through the ancient taboos.
"The younger generation also wants to know what kind of existence they are, as for the two Nine Pole Origins.......... "Yang Xia Chuanyin told the matter of the origin of creation and ten thousand tribulations, and did not hide it.
"You actually accommodated two kinds of Nine Extremes Origin without dying, and when Tianxin and Gu Tianchen returned, the deity would definitely ask what was going on. Shui Sheng was puzzled and sat down again, his heart still turbulent.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the news is coming, the first competition will start immediately, Tianxin Sect Motong will fight against the only Divine Kingdom Ling Yifeng, and there is no bet, Tianxin Sect Motong will lose five to one, and the only Divine Kingdom Ling Yifeng will lose five and five, and Ningyan Pavilion will personally guarantee it, and the reputation is guaranteed. "A famous monk of the Smoke Pavilion held the account book and shouted loudly where the only monk of the Kingdom of God was.
This Ningyan Pavilion monk had a very loud voice, and the Tianxin Sect stand was next to the only divine kingdom, Yang Xia's ears moved, he smiled shyly at Shui Sheng, and left after saluting, after a few breaths, he grabbed the Ningyan Pavilion monk and placed a bet, a thousand top-grade spirit stones bet on Motong to win.
"Little ghost, help me sit down ...... "Liu Xiyan has a gambling addiction, and he also wants to participate, and he spreads the sound of Yangxia.
"Ahem. Shui Sheng shook his head and coughed twice, interrupting Liu Xiyan's transmission, which made the female madman a little embarrassed and didn't say more.
"It's started!" An exclamation came, making Shui Sheng gaze, Yang Xia came back to his senses, looking at the martial arts arena, the competition had already begun, the only God Kingdom Ling Yifeng came out to fight, responsible for taking the lead, this genius disciple was extremely young, about ten years old, tied two pigtails, looked at Mo Tong, who was standing opposite, standing with his hands in his hands, sneered again and again, and the four corners of the field raised a canopy, turned into a formation, and supported here.
At the beginning of the competition, the only little demon of the Kingdom of God produced a variety of magical powers, and the smoke was shining, and the magic was flying, suppressing Motong.
Mo Tong's face was calm, he raised a hand, pressed down, broke Ling Yifeng's divine method, and slapped the only little demon of the Divine Kingdom like a rolling gourd, he didn't move, with a wave of his robe, a touch of Dao Qi slashed, almost cutting Ling Yifeng into two pieces.
"I didn't expect this Tie Han man to be stupid, but he really had two hits!" Ji Wushuang looked at Yang Xia, who was sitting next to it after finishing his bet, covered his mouth with chicken wings, and whispered.
Yang Xia frowned, since the only kingdom of God dared to take the lead, he had something to rely on, Ling Yifeng was not very old, but he could fight on behalf of the only kingdom of God, the secret truth should not be so weak, he glanced at the monks of the only kingdom of God next to the stands, they were all old gods at ease, and they were not shocked.
In the field, Ling Yifeng was covered in blood, embarrassed, his little face was pale, he licked his tongue, he didn't care about his injuries, and flew to fight Motong again, his supernatural powers were exhausted, and it was extremely complicated, but it was difficult to pose a threat to Motong.
Seeing that Ling Yifeng was seriously injured and still did not retreat, Mo Tong suddenly rose to the rescue, grabbed it with his left hand, the torrent raged, and behind his head, a god shape rose, tearing apart the only little demon of the Divine Kingdom, and blood was scattered.
Ling Yifeng's body was shattered, but he did not die, but turned into countless blood beads, and in the dense hovering field, every drop of blood beads was changing, and the spirit rhyme was dotted, flying away, wrapping Motong, and within the blood beads, Ling Yifeng's face appeared, and he laughed hideously.
"Senior Brother Ling's Blood Fetal Rebirth Technique has been cultivated perfectly, see how the Heavenly Heart Sect can resist it!"
The blood beads wriggled, turned into a needle shape, pierced into Motong's body, sucked his essence blood, and continued to expand and become larger, making Motong's face pale, he roared angrily, and a divine seal on his eyebrows and soul platform lit up, and the purple glow was ten thousand heavy, forcing the blood beads on the body to retreat, pinching the human Wang Baoyin, and suppressing it.
"Ah!" Countless blood beads were crushed alive by the human king Baoyin, making Ling Yifeng let out a heart-rending scream, and in the blood beads, wisps of soul thoughts flew out, returning into Ling Yifeng's body, and this only little demon of the Divine Kingdom was hit hard by this and fell unconscious.
Mo Tong wanted to kill Ling Yifeng, but the eyes of the giants in the four corners of the stands narrowed, and they removed this only little demon of the Divine Kingdom from the field, announcing the victory of the Tianxin Sect.
Mo Tong stopped his killing intent and looked at the stands of Tianxin Sect, just as he made eye contact with Yang Xia, he smiled lightly and flicked his robe, extremely proud.
Yang Xia shook his head and looked back at Shui Sheng, this world-famous powerhouse had a calm face, I don't know what he was thinking, Mo Tong won not easily, this is only the first game, and then he will face the wheel battle between the major sects and the monks of the Six Realms, if there is no hole card, it is difficult to win the competition by himself.
"This idiot, I really think that I am the reincarnation of the immortal king, invincible in the world, the Six Realms Tianjiao has not yet played, and there is a time when this iron Hanhan suffers. "Ji Wushuang can't get used to the ink path, and he is not happy.
Yang Xia didn't speak, Shui Sheng was optimistic about Motong's own reason, judging from Motong's conceited posture, it was obvious that he hadn't done his best, he pondered for a moment and continued to bet on Motong to win.
Next, Motong won eight games in a row, defeated the geniuses of the major sects, and had an invincible momentum, which made the disciples of the major sects change color, and the stands were no longer lively, and the birds were silent, if Motong really won all the way, not only would it achieve Motong's invincible Dao Heart, but the major sects and the Six Realms would also recognize Tianxin Sect as the leader of the alliance.
In the center of the grandstand of the martial arts arena, Kong Cang's eyes flickered, he looked at Yang Linglie beside him, and said to him: "Is your clan Tianjiao sure to win?"
Yang Linglie nodded and said, "Cangzun rest assured, although this son is strong, he can be destroyed with a few thoughts." ”
"Oh?" Kong Cang was surprised, brushing his beard.
After a hundred breaths, a young man about sixteen, dressed in a white robe, with a face like a crown of jade, and a flying sword on his back, walked into the martial arts arena, he had an elegant temperament, and said to the ink channel in front of him: "I don't want to hurt your life, you admit defeat." This Yang Clan boy said calmly, not rampant, nor arrogant, but with a sense of course.