Chapter 113: Blood Refining Ancestor

Wang Cheng looked at this scene, his eyes flashed murderously, and at this moment, he directly pointed at the sword that the sword slashing magic power turned into, and suddenly, this sword suddenly sped up, and almost in the blink of an eye, it approached the golden-robed youth. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This golden-robed young man is actually the strongest foundation-building monk Wang Cheng has ever seen, like in the past, this kind of foundation-building monk, even if it is a foundation-building great consummation, will be directly wiped out under the outbreak of his divine sense and sword clan's supernatural powers, but this golden-robed young man is stubbornly holding on.

But Wang Cheng is not in a hurry, he has a strong confidence in the sword slashing supernatural power, unless the other party is a Jiedan monk, otherwise the foundation building monk will die if he touches it!

The sword light transformed by the sword slashing supernatural power has dimmed a lot after smashing the blood-colored palm before, but even so, the power of this sword slashing supernatural power is still terrifying.

At this moment, under the slashing power of the sword, the golden-robed young man let out a miserable scream, and the blood-colored light at the center of his eyebrows surged out. Keep blocking the approach of the sword.

When Wang Cheng saw this scene, his expression suddenly moved, and a sneer appeared on his face. He could feel that the cultivation of this golden-robed young man was falling rapidly as the blood gushed out.

In just a few breaths, the cultivation of this golden-robed young man fell from the Great Perfection of Foundation Building, and at this moment it has fallen to the level of the late stage of foundation building.

Wang Cheng's eyes flashed, and suddenly his divine sense turned into a bolt of lightning, and he blasted directly towards the golden-robed young man.

With a miserable scream, the golden-robed young man was bleeding from seven holes, and his breath was directly depressed to the extreme, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes, as if he had made some kind of decision, and he directly slapped the storage bag and took out a blood-red corpse from it.

Almost as soon as this corpse appeared, Wang Cheng immediately felt a strong evil aura rushing towards him, he glanced at the blood-red corpse, and his eyes showed a solemn look for the first time.

The aura on this corpse is extremely strong, and it can be seen that its cultivation during his lifetime should have reached the realm of Jiedan, although he has died, but there is a trace of the coercion of Jiedan, and this kind of coercion is absolutely difficult to resist for the Jiedan monks.

From a certain point of view, this corpse is actually equivalent to a Danbao!

"The method of blood yin, give it to me!" The golden-robed young man's face was a little hideous, and his right hand slapped on his forehead again, and suddenly a drop of blood exuding a rich aura exuded from his forehead, and instantly dripped on the blood-colored corpse, and immediately the corpse's body shook, and the next moment his forehead turned strangely, and his dark eyes seemed to be looking at Wang Cheng.

Subsequently, as if he had paid a great price, his skin instantly began to turn pale, and at a glance, it seemed as if he had directly experienced a hundred years.

Wang Cheng looked at this scene, and his heart became more and more jealous of the blood-colored corpse, and with his experience, he could naturally see at a glance that the price of this blood-colored corpse was Shouyuan.

Without any hesitation, he struck out a spiritual duel containing his powerful divine sense in his right hand, and then his body retreated wildly, staring at the blood-colored corpse, and the fear in his eyes became more and more intense.

At the same time, almost at the moment when Wang Cheng had just moved, the blood-colored corpse suddenly stood up, and a breath belonging to the early stage of the knot pill emanated from it.

The golden-robed young man looked relieved with a hint of relief, this blood-colored corpse puppet was his strongest hole card, and unless it was a life-and-death crisis, it would not be used easily.

Moreover, every time he uses this corpse puppet, his own longevity will be directly siphoned off for a hundred years, and after each use, he will have to spend a lot of money to make up for these lost longevity.

"As long as this person and Liu Ling, a rebellious person, are caught, and then become a core disciple, all this will be worth it!" the golden-robed young man thought to himself in his heart, his eyes looked at Wang Cheng and Liu Ling, and his expression showed a little excitement.

Now that he has activated the corpse puppet, it is equivalent to the corpse puppet in the early stage of the Jiedan, and he is confident that with the shot of this corpse puppet, Wang Cheng will definitely not be able to resist.

Wang Cheng looked at this blood-colored corpse with a strong aura with a solemn expression, and as soon as his spiritual decision landed on this blood-colored corpse, his divine consciousness immediately exploded inside.

But this divine consciousness attack had no effect on this blood-colored corpse.

You must know that the divine sense attack is an important means of Wang Cheng's fighting method at the moment, not that Wang Cheng does not know other magical powers, but that his cultivation is only in the early stage of foundation building, in addition to the powerful divine sense, only the sword clan's divine powers can be used.

Excluding these, he was just an ordinary monk in the early stages of foundation building.

With a deep groan in his heart, Wang Cheng's eyes suddenly looked at the golden-robed young man, and his expression suddenly moved, and the next moment, his body moved directly, and the speed was extremely fast and appeared directly in front of the golden-robed young man like lightning.

The expression of the golden-robed young man changed suddenly, and he hurriedly pointed at Wang Cheng, and suddenly the blood-colored corpse turned into a bloody shadow and instantly came behind Wang Cheng, and the blood-colored palm grabbed Wang Cheng's heart.

Wang Cheng's eyes moved, almost without hesitation, he immediately took out the small white shield from the storage bag, and at the moment when the blood-colored palm bone came, an arc-shaped white light curtain enveloped Wang Cheng, and the blood-colored palm bone grasped the arc-shaped light curtain, which immediately distorted the light curtain.

His face was slightly pale, Wang Cheng's expression remained unchanged, and the sword in his hand was directly slashed at the golden-robed youth.

The golden-robed young man looked at Wang Cheng with shocked eyes...... He couldn't have imagined that Wang Cheng would be able to withstand the blow of the Lord Blood Corpse Puppet!

But time didn't allow him to think too much, Wang Cheng's life sword came in an instant, and strong sword qi rose one after another, as if to tear him to pieces.

The golden-robed young man laughed miserably, all his means had been used, and now he could only wait for death for Wang Cheng's sword.

But at the moment when Wang Cheng's sword was about to fall, suddenly, from the far edge of the sky, an old man in a blood-colored robe suddenly appeared in this world.

The old man was dressed in a blood-colored robe, his face was not angry and arrogant, as soon as Wang Chenggang saw the old man, all the colors in his eyes disappeared, and some were just scarlet.

"Blood Refining Ancestor!"

He stared at this figure, and the demonic nature in his heart exploded at this moment, and a raging aura emanated from his body.

The golden-robed young man was closing his eyes and waiting for death, when he suddenly felt an indescribable evil aura permeating all around, and in just a few breaths, cold sweat covered his forehead, compared to death. The influence of this evil aura made him even more frightened, and vaguely he seemed to see countless mountains of corpses and a sea of blood.

But he didn't have time to feel too much, and suddenly he felt a stabbing pain in his chest, and Wang Cheng's life sword had pierced his heart.

At the moment of the death of the golden-robed young man, the breath of the blood-colored corpse puppet behind Wang Cheng suddenly fell silent, and the death of the master made the corpse return to a state of dead silence.

Wang Cheng's eyes were scarlet, and the demonic nature in his heart had enveloped his whole body at this moment, but there was only that blood-colored figure in his eyes, and a stream of evil qi was tyrannical from his body. (To be continued.) )