Chapter Eighty-Eight: Blood Cloud, Blood Shadow
In a blink of an eye, it was night again, Chen Yi and the other four made some wine and food in the city tower at the east gate of Huachi County, and while eating, drinking, laughing and laughing comfortably, they paid attention to the movements in all directions. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Time passed little by little, and it seemed that it was about to be the third watch. Sun Wukong's temper has always been impatient, and he came to Chen Yi's side impatiently and said, "Master, it seems that that work will not come tonight, we might as well go back to sleep as soon as possible." ”
Before Chen Yi could answer, the expression on his face changed suddenly, and he shouted in a low voice: "It's coming!" Then he flashed out of the city tower, standing by the city wall and looking into the distance. Today has been overcast, the night sky is starry and dark. A dark red cloud then passed through the sky under the cover of the night, and flew towards the northern suburbs of the county.
"Let's go!" Chen Yi shouted, and the four of them rose into the air on the city wall at the same time, chasing down the red cloud.
The red cloud flew rapidly, and Chen Yi and the other four people were afraid of startling the grass and the snake and did not dare to chase too close, if it weren't for Chen Yi's "Golden Toad Wind Listening Technique" sensitive, they would almost be chased and lost.
A moment later, the red cloud fell towards a village with a large scale of about 200 households, and the red cloud, which was originally only three zhang square, spread and expanded in all directions, turning into a hemispherical translucent blood-colored light mask, enveloping the entire village.
Originally, there were a few dogs barking occasionally in the village, but as the red clouds fell, all the sounds disappeared at once, and the whole village became a dead silence.
The blood-colored halo on the shroud transformed by the red cloud swirled, forming countless ancient and mysterious incantations on the surface of the shroud, revealing endless evil.
At the moment when the incantation was formed, a thousand wisps of blood-colored mist curled up from the village below, swallowed and fused by the light mask.
As the blood mist fused, the light mask became more condensed little by little, and the spells became clearer.
When Chen Yi and the others arrived, they happened to see this scene in their eyes. His face changed and he reprimanded: "It's so demonic, how dare you do this!"
At the same time as the cheer was out, the cicada wing double knife on his waist was in his hands, and he crossed and slashed in the air one after the other.
These days, he has already devoured and digested the demon core obtained after killing Yan Wuque, and advanced his cultivation to the peak realm of the ninth layer of qi cultivation in one go, if it weren't for the fact that in addition to accumulating energy, he also had to comprehend the laws of heaven and earth, he would have even been promoted to the realm of knot pill. In this way, the demon core still had a lot of energy left, so Chen Yi guided it to feed back the physical body, and promoted the entry of the "Golden Cicada Transformation Technique", completing the third transformation.
After seeing the scene in front of him, he understood that this was indeed the method of the evil monk, who was now using the evil method to absorb the essence blood of all living beings in the entire village. At that moment, he unceremoniously shot with all his might, and fired two "Golden Cicada Cutting Techniques" in a row.
As he slashed with his two blades, two pale golden blades that looked like long knives and cicada wings flew out of the blades, and one churned in the air, both of which became more than a hundred lengths and lengths, one after the other, crossed and slashed on the blood-colored light mask.
Two huge blades of light sliced the blood-colored mask into four even parts like a cake, and a terrible scream came from the very top point of the mask, and then the entire mask shattered and scattered into blood-colored fireflies.
About three or four percent of those stray fireflies drifted in all directions and disappeared, and the remaining part was pulled by some force to converge towards the center and turn into a red cloud again. It's just that at this moment, the cloud has become much thinner, and a vague figure in the center can be faintly seen.
Chen Yi, Sun Wukong, Chen Xi, and Moeller flashed forward together, and each horizontal weapon surrounded the red cloud in all directions in the air.
"The bold demon dares to kill living beings and forcibly seize the essence and blood, and he doesn't show up quickly?"
Chen Yi drank fiercely with his sword, and the true power was hidden in the shouting, turning into a condensed and undispersed sound, and the red cloud rushed to the sides and separated.
The figure in the red cloud was caught off guard, and it appeared at the moment.
The man was a high-nosed, deep-eyed, fair-skinned man of an alien race, who was in his twenties in his twenties, and wore a strange black robe, covering his hands and feet.
Since he was seen as he was, he simply converged all the red clouds outside his body into his body. He stood up and looked around, with a hint of pride and contempt on his face that seemed like a god looking down on mortal beings, and said in fluent Middle-earth Chinese: "You lowly human beings, if you dare to interfere with the food of the great Lord Blood Afternoon, then contribute yourself to make Lord Blood Afternoon's food!"
Before he could finish speaking, his figure suddenly flashed, appearing in front of Moller like a teleportation, a white palm poked out from under the black robe, and the nails on his five fingers, which were as sharp as the claws of birds and beasts, slammed into Moller's heart.
Although the tone of this Blood Wu Lord was boundlessly arrogant, he acted cautiously and cunningly, and as soon as he made a move, he targeted Mole, who had the lowest cultivation among the four.
Moeller does not have the cheating exercises such as the "Golden Cicada Regency Technique" practiced by Chen Yi and Chen Xi, nor does he have the root and foot endowments of Zhong Tiandi Lingxiu such as the Monkey King Lingming Stone Monkey, but the two of them are beyond reach, one is that he is extremely focused on the path of cultivation without distractions, and the other is that Chen Yi gave him the mysterious exercise "Bull Demon Strength Technique" that is incomparably compatible with his own qualifications.
Now Moeller's cultivation is comparable to the fifth level of Qi training, which is still a step lower than Chen Xi's child, but his own combat power is by no means below Chen Xi.
Seeing this "Blood Wu Lord" pinching himself as a soft persimmon, his dark face showed a fierceness that was not commensurate with his ordinary sincerity, and the giant Mo knife forged by Angel in his hand stood up in front of him, and he shook his wrist after blocking the sharp claws that seemed to want to rip out his heart with the handle of the knife.
When Blood Wu Deng, he felt an extremely terrifying force coming from the hilt under his claws, and his wrist clicked in severe pain, almost breaking on the spot.
Just as the blood afternoon changed color and withdrew his hand to retreat, Moller opened his mouth and let out a thunderclap-like roar, and his huge body rushed towards the other party like a brutal demon bull, and the giant Mo knife stretched straight forward, like an indestructible single horn on the head of the demon bull.
Facing Moeller, who collided with the mountain with the momentum of destroying the mountain, Xuewu's face changed slightly, and he intuitively felt that he had been locked by the opponent's qi, and if he dodged and retreated, it would only make the opponent's momentum chase and collide more and more, and he would not die.
Suddenly, in his pale palm, a bronze hand axe no longer than a shakuhachi in length and with a mottled surface, lifted it up and slashed forward, the blade of which struck the tip of Moeller's long knife.
The giant Mo knife and the short hand axe froze in the air for a moment, and then they were shocked by a huge force and separated to both sides, and the owners of the two weapons also threw themselves backwards like an electric shock.
Moller flew backwards in the air like a huge meteorite for more than a hundred zhang before finally froze his body. A pair of iron arms containing infinite strength were already sore, numb, and extremely painful, and they could barely hold the Mo knife in their hands.
Blood Wu was even more unlucky, Chen Xi, who was taught by Chen Yi with assassin methods and never knew what rules to pay attention to.
At the moment when the two of them fought hard and threw to both sides, a trace of murderous intent flashed on the face of the boy who was always smiling, and the "Golden Cicada Dance Technique" was launched, and the small body flickered and flickered, suddenly appearing behind Xuewu, and a double-edged broad-bladed short sword with a forked tip was extremely ruthless and stabbed into the gap between the third and fourth vertebrae of the opponent's back.