Chapter 169: Blood Soul

Bai Xu shouted coquettishly, and heavy footsteps came from outside the inn. Suddenly, the hall on the first floor of Wanrenzhai was knocked out of a human-shaped hole. I saw that the person who came was a man in red, tall and big, and the dragon who was furious was not too much in the sky.

The most lethal thing is that the place where the tall figure appears is close to Tong Ling, one large and one small, in stark contrast. A look of fear appeared on Xiao Daotong's face, and his eyes seemed to be in disbelief.

And Dao Yunchu's eyes opened slightly, and his whole body immediately released his momentum. For some reason, he didn't even notice the existence of the blood soul, and even now, he couldn't feel any spiritual power fluctuations in the comer.

Not only did the blood soul not show spiritual power, but there was also no evil energy. But this does not mean that there is no threat to the comer, on the contrary, the little Taoist priest is keenly aware that the comer is extremely strong.

"If you dare to touch the little Taoist boy, the Taoist master will make you regret coming to the world. Dao Yunchu was very concerned about Tong Ling's safety, not only was his momentum full of momentum, but all the seven spiritual power groups in his body were summoned out of his body.

At the same time, five mini versions of the Five Elements Ding also hovered above the little Taoist's head. Xiao Liu felt the change in his master's mentality, and immediately attached himself to his two fists. At this time, Dao Yunchu had almost no reservations, and the strength he showed shocked everyone.

"Who is this person sacred?" Hei Sha panicked for a moment, he knew that if Dao Yunchu let go of the fight as soon as he came up, it was estimated that none of the three of them would be able to escape.

"This man is invincible. The silent Shadow Soul commented in his cold, emotionless voice.

Bai Sha on the side, hearing that the shadow demons who have never expressed their personal opinions all commented on it. She has made up her mind to retreat, no longer has any hope, and it is the best policy to save her life.

The blood soul caught the girl, and the little Taoist priest seemed to care about her very much. Otherwise, you can't save us. "Bai is in a hurry to get wisdom and grasp the key.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, the blood soul glanced at Xiao Dao Tong without any movement, just looked at Dao Yunchu expressionlessly. A handsome middle-aged face, as if he has seen through everything in the world.

"You're interesting. Blood Soul said lightly.

Dao Yunchu's eyes were cold, staring at the blood soul's every move, and he didn't answer any of his words. The little Taoist priest was not 100% sure that he could save Tong Ling, because the feeling of the blood soul was too strong for him.

At this time, Hei Sha gritted his teeth and carried out a sneak attack while Dao Yunchu's attention was all focused on the blood soul. The black meat ball swooped in and crashed directly into the little Taoist.

At the same time, Whitelord and Shadow Demon are also moving, and perhaps this is the only chance to win. Long Zaitian and Shang were also shocked by the strength shown by Dao Yunchu, and the two of them secretly said that something was not good in their hearts, and they were half a beat slower for a while.

The three strange people attacked the little Taoist priest with all their strength, and they broke out with a certain blow. Suddenly, the fierce confrontation caused the ground to shake. A rumbling sound sounded, and the yin wind outside failed to protect Wan Renzhai and collapsed.

Looking at Dao Yunchu again, the whole body burst out with colorful light, and grabbed the two sharp claws of Bai Sha with one hand, and the sharp nails slowly cracked under the divine power of the little Taoist.

Another big hand grabbed a black shadow, and the shadow demon struggled. And at Dao Yunchu's feet, there was a black ball of flesh that was deep in the ground struggling to break free.

The little Taoist priest's red eyes were cold, and his black hair even came up in the wind. A wicked smile hung over his face, and his hands and one foot began to strain. Black and white and shadow demons, making hoarse and painful sounds.

The Blood Demon glanced at Tong Ling beside him and still didn't make a move, but his move made Dao Yunchu rein in surprise and stop exerting his strength. The painful voices of the three weirdos eased slightly.

At the moment when the little Taoist's mind was relaxed, the blood soul suddenly moved. The huge body was like a red lightning bolt, and the speed was unbelievable.

Dao Yun's heart shrank in his heart, and he kicked out with his other foot. "Click" was accompanied by a heart-rending wail, and the little Taoist priest's leg was cracked, and the pain of his beans kept flowing in a cold sweat.

But the wail came from the black, because the foot that Dao Yunchu trampled on him plunged into the black ball of flesh like a sharp blade under the violent impact.

The only thing that was fortunate was that the body of the blood soul attack was blocked. At this time, the attack of Long Zaitian and Shang Cai's talent also arrived. A large sword with five blades, and at the same time, it slashed and stabbed in the chest of the blood soul.

The accident happened, not only did the little Taoist priest's kick not cause any damage to the blood soul. Moreover, under the full blow of Long Zaitian's talent and Shang Cai, the blood soul was still unharmed.

"The scoundrel attacks with his psychic sense. At the critical moment, Tong Ling shouted loudly.

When Dao Yun first heard Tong Ling's words, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a spiritual sense attack instantly hit the blood soul. The huge figure immediately convulsed, as if it had been struck by lightning.

The little Taoist priest did not stop doing anything, and continued to increase the spiritual sense attack. The bloody soul's handsome face showed a painful expression at this time, and his facial features were almost twisted together.

"Ah....... A majestic and powerful roar sounded, accompanied by a miserable scream, and at this moment, Dao Yunchu's sharp blade's foot brought up a large black blood flower from the black demon's body.

The blood soul shook the little Taoist, Long Zaitian, and Shang Cai. Then, the mighty red figure instantly picked up the three strange people, and with a bang, forcibly smashed through the Earth Spirit Killing Array and flew away.

When the three of them stabilized their figures, they saw the slightly embarrassed back of the blood soul flash, and then disappeared into the fog of the night. The little Taoist priest returned to his flat expression, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Scoundrel?" Tong Ling's face turned pale with fright when she saw this, and she hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"I'm fine, just take a break. ”

With a few clicks, Dao Yunchu's feet were forced, and the broken and deformed leg returned to its original state. But his face did not improve, and he hurriedly took a pill.

"It's still strong, you have to carry him with dog skin plaster. If I'm not mistaken, there wasn't this town before. However, this place will not be too far from the real Ruin Ridge. ”

Tong Ling's face was full of worry, she knew that the Blood Demon had broken through the Earth Spirit Killing Formation and had eaten Dao Yunchu as the caster. Long Zaitian didn't know, although he was a little reluctant to be called by a doll, he also came to the little Taoist priest who was meditating in place.

"Thank you Brother Long for your kindness, you wait for me for a moment. Dao Yunchu refused and continued to close his eyes and meditate. I don't know how long it took for the little Taoist priest to spurt out a mouthful of black blood again, and his face immediately turned rosy.

And the black blood that spurted onto the bluestone ground sizzled. In a trance, there were traces of thunder and lightning on it. While Long Zaitian and Shang were shocked by their talents, Dao Yunchu stepped on the strange black blood with one foot, as if he was angry with himself.

"Is this the spiritual power of the Blood Demon?" exclaimed Long Zaitian, who didn't know what this power was.

"That's the power of the Eucharist. The recovered little Taoist priest said coldly.

"The power of the Holy Body? What kind of spiritual power is that? Long Zaitian felt that what he had encountered was becoming more and more unbelievable.

Let's not talk about Dao Yunchu, who has a deep hidden strength, and his talent is also mysterious. The group of strange people I just encountered again, and the unbelievable blood soul. The Dragon Prince of the Dragon Yan Kingdom found that he, who was once the strongest in the same rank, was unremarkable.

"Brother Long, the Tao can't be explained clearly for a while, so let's talk about it slowly in the future. It is not advisable to stay here for long, and we should continue on our journey. After speaking, the little Taoist priest picked up Tong Ling with one hand, and strode straight in the direction of the blood soul escape.

Long Zaitian looked at the beautiful man in white, but Shang Cai didn't respond, and got up and followed directly. Prince Long was very depressed, and it seemed that he was the only one who was unclear.

"Brother Shang, what is the Holy Body?"

"Another kind of spiritual cultivation technique, your physique is quite suitable. Shang Cai glanced at Long Zaitian's fierce body and explained briefly.

"And this kind of exercise, I don't know if Brother Shang can have this method?" Prince Long was interested.

"The master said that I am not suitable for the art of refining the body, so I don't have the corresponding cultivation method. However, this son visually inspected the little Taoist priest and seemed to have cultivated this method. After the beautiful man in white finished speaking, two fine lights flashed in his eyes.

"What does Brother Shang mean by this?" Long Zaitian really didn't see it.

"The little Taoist's natal weapon has not yet been formed, so it can only be attached to the object. Did you just find out that his natal weapon could be attached to his fist? Shang Cai explained.

"I see, as the name suggests, the art of refining the body is to achieve the effect of refining the body. "Long Zaitian is also a generation of geniuses, and the reason for this is clear.

When the two of them were talking about it, Dao Yunchu and Tong Ling were very cold. The little Taoist boy lay in the arms of the little Taoist priest, remembering the way he had just exerted his power for himself, and a sense of happiness arose.

"Scoundrel, don't you want to know who that blood soul is?" Tong Ling thought for a moment, not wanting to hide what she knew.