Chapter 481: Blood of the Origin

Under normal circumstances, Zang Qingyun would not be so greedy for life and afraid of death. He fought to the death for his dignity. But today's situation is really different, and this white yin not only makes him really feel the threat of death. Moreover, every time he sees this guy, he feels that this guy is getting stronger and more unfathomable.

Regardless of cultivation or supernatural powers, Zang Qingyun used to be extremely conceited, and his pioneering powers, such as the creation of brand-new exercises, supernatural powers, secret arts, etc., were all boasted of being outstanding in both the lower realm and the holy realm.

Therefore, even in the face of a higher-level existence than him, he will never be at a disadvantage in the face-to-face fighting method with him. Not to mention the existence of the same level.

But with the big exception of Emperor Shenglong, this Bai Yinming seems to be the same as him, with jealous and jaw-dropping promotion ability, and good innovation strength.

Although Zhan Qingyun still hasn't figured out Bai Yinming's true intention to ambush him, looking at Bai Yinming's ruthless attack, his attitude is completely different from the last time he captured him, and the move is aimed at killing him, and he really feels scared for the first time in his life.

In the Holy Realm, in front of a terrifying opponent like Bai Yinming, there was no creature that could not die, and there was no such thing as an immortal Dharma body.

"Hmph, do you think he really wants to let you go? really doesn't want to kill you?...... Tell you, he can't! He can't do anything to you on the boundary platform, so I have to do it myself....... open up your space, Zang Qingyun! Let me see the true strength of you, a powerhouse who has just explored the Mahayana realm!"

Bai Yinming said in a calm tone. Zang Qingyun also discovered in time that Bai Yinming's title for Emperor Shenglong was also changing disrespectfully at this time that surprised Tibetan Qingyun.

Then, in the offering hall, there was a furious roar of the dark blue cloud, and then there was a loud bang, as if all the halls above the entire temple trembled fiercely, and a boundless momentum opened up from the offering hall, and the black wind blown by the magic crystal qi gradually spread from the offering hall to the entire temple!

In a very short space collision, friction sounds, and countless flashes of light and flash, a fierce battle was officially staged in the palace. It was no longer clear to see the situation in the temple, but it was soon gradually restored.

And the scene after Qingming had to be surprising, I saw that one of Zang Qingyun's hands was stained red with blood, and the surprise in his eyes became more and more intense. But Bai Yinming's figure was nowhere to be found in the first place.

After a while, in the middle of a messy and messy offering hall, Bai Yinming's figure finally slowly re-emerged from the transparent state.

Then, the transparent arm immediately swung out a huge wave of white qi, and slammed into the place where the seriously injured Dark Blue Cloud was.

Under Bai Yinming's move, the body that was originally gradually clear had faint signs of gloom.

Zang Qingyun didn't dare to take a breath lazy, and the magic crystal qi rose from his body again, and his second counterattack had not yet been issued.

The figure of Bai Yin Ming had already emerged from mid-air, and in his long transparent arm, he was already holding a small bow and arrow that was only one-third the size of ordinary people, but the bowstring showed a strange silver.

Zang Qingyun is no stranger to this Xuantian treasure that is the same as Sun Fengzhao's hand. But I still felt the strangeness of this Xuantian treasure.

"Why do you have to kill me?"

"We need the blood of a Mahayana Immortal Cultivator to open the seal of the Tribulation Period body, you are just right......"

After saying this, Bai Yinming no longer glanced at Zang Qingyun, and had already picked up the small bow and arrow with both hands......

Immediately, a delicate silver light loomed in his hand. The bow and arrow, which was originally small, quickly swelled and opened, and quickly shot an arrow like a poisonous snake!

That silver light pierced through the dim offering hall full of black wind of magic crystals raised from the battle just now and the dark blue cloud magic crystal space.

Just when Zhan Qingyun's eyes met the arrow shot by Bai Yinming, the corners of Zhan Qingyun's eyes trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Demon Killing Holy Bow!"

The dark blue clouds on the ground finally recognized and sensed the secret of the Xuantian Heavy Treasure Holy Bow in Bai Yinming's hand. But he didn't have time to think about anything, and suddenly let out a low roar, and in this roar, the arrow light quickly broke through the spatial constraints of Zang Qingyun, pierced all his protection, and submerged into Zang Qingyun's body.

The silver arrow, once shot into his body, quickly disappeared, as if it had not entered his body.

But the painful roar of the blue cloud was as full of anger and pain as a wounded beast! His standing body finally collapsed with a bang, and he fell to one knee weakly. The body was trembling, and the expressions on his face were twisted together, as if he was resisting the deepest pain in the world...... His originally extremely strong immortal body finally couldn't continue to support it!

Drops of bright red blood sprinkled all over the messy ground, mixed with the black qi of the magic crystal, and then the red and black liquid gradually fused, and finally turned into a puff of blood mist, dissolving into this piece of heaven and earth......

Kneeling on the ground, the dark blue cloud's facial expression was hideously twisted, and his mouth was open as if he was roaring. But there was not a single sound coming out of his throat!

Zang Qingyun's body was faintly struggling and trembling, as if he wanted to break free from some shackles bound to his body, and he opened one hand fiercely, as if he was about to reach out and grab the arrow that pierced his body. But the hand was halfway out, because no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch any physical arrows, and he couldn't go forward half a point anymore!

Dark Blue Cloud's current situation is obvious, it is restrained by an arrow shot by the White Yin Ming Demon Killing Holy Bow, as well as the entire invisible open space!

The silver arrow was stuck in his left chest, and the whole arrow pierced his chest. But there was no trace of it. It seems that Bai Yinming also intends not to let Zang Qingyun lose the life of this body immediately, and that arrow is a little off the heart of Zang Qingyun's body.

"I know you're a cultivator of the Ghost Dao, and even if I kill you now, you'll just have to spend some more time resurrecting and reshaping your body. And the seal I want to open requires the blood of two Mahayana monks and above, so I can't let you ......die so soon," Bai Yinming said lifelessly.

At this time, it seemed that the dark blue cloud that had been imprisoned by Bai Yin Ming, and even in his magic crystal space, the red blood quickly flowed on the ground, and even the ground under his feet had already formed a terrifying red......

"Who the hell are you?......" Zang Qingyun's face was distorted, and the green tendons burst out of the teeth to fight these words.

At this time, he already knew that Bai Yinming had used an ordinary holy bow to hide the powerful magic weapon of the "Demon Killing Holy Bow". At the same time, I also experienced its power. As he has been back and forth to the Holy Realm twice, he has naturally heard of this magic weapon.

Legend has it that this magic bow is a famous magic-level Xuantian Heavy Treasure from the Shenggan era, and it is also the only Xuantian Heavy Treasure of the magic weapon category that has been preserved to this day!

All immortal cultivators who are injured by the arrows sent out by this bow will be severely imprisoned and damaged, not only in their bodies, but also in their origins such as primordial spirits and spirits. This kind of immortal cultivator's origin and spirit is usually the sum of the immortal cultivator's original spirit, essence, and divine consciousness in a broad sense. The power of this magic weapon lies in the fact that all immortal cultivators who are shot by it will be slowly devoured by the unique magic power of this magic weapon on the arrow!

For a cultivator like Zang Qingyun, he is not afraid of physical death at all. He was sealed by the Xuanguo for three thousand years, and with only a little remnant soul, the remnant consciousness and the remnant primordial god were resurrected. But if his Origin Primordial God is devoured, it will be a real soul that will be scattered, and there will be no possibility of resurrection!

This "Demon Slaying Holy Bow" is an extremely evil Xuantian Heavy Treasure-level magic weapon, and I heard that it has long been destroyed in a battle. But what I didn't expect was that it had actually been collected by Shengbai Yinming. And Zang Qingyun suddenly burst out of this sentence, and some of them were lost. Because as the most important minister beside Emperor Shenglong, according to the tradition of the Holy Realm, he would never use magic weapons as weapons. He would not use a person who secretly hid such a vicious Xuantian-level magic weapon as the most trusted and closest personal guard.

But the dark blue cloud was only in the blank white in his mind, as if a needle-like thing had pierced him, and he could only think of such a little thing, and he didn't have time to think about anything else. Immediately, a familiar and peaceful voice seemed to sound in the mind of Zang Qingyun: "Believe it or not, whether it is your world or ours." Everything has a cycle, after night is light, after sunset is the moonrise, and after blooming is withering. After the winter is gone, spring comes...... You have to remember that everything is going on in a cycle of reincarnation!, you ask me who I am, and I will tell you that I am the successor of the next Holy Long Emperor. This one you saw before, it's old......."

The white yin in the air was suspended not far from the dark blue clouds, and his figure gradually became clear again with his words.

At the same time, it also made Zang Qingyun see a face that surprised him, which was changing on Bai Yinming's originally plain face. In that change, it slowly became - Emperor Shenglong.

Bai Yinming's originally plain face was changing, and the direction he changed turned out to be exactly the same face as Emperor Shenglong. He was turning himself into another Saint Long Emperor, right in front of Zang Qingyun's eyes.

"Molecule!"

Zang Qingyun, who had already gradually weakened and stopped struggling, suddenly understood the secret between Emperor Shenglong and Bai Yinming in a low voice like muttering to himself.

At this time, he may have guessed that the Holy Dragon Emperor he had seen before, and the current Bai Yinming were just members of the Holy Long Emperor, and he was also very sure that what he saw at this time was definitely not the body of the Holy Long Emperor.

Moreover, it is not difficult to find from Bai Yinming's words that he is also the next Shenglong Emperor who is about to replace the current Saint Long Emperor and continue to rule and deceive the subjects of the Holy Realm.

"So where is your being? I'm sure your body must be in trouble, that's why you're doing this. Just find your common essence and we can kill you......."

In the slow and violent trembling again, not only did he open his mouth to say so many words, but his kneeling body also tried to straighten up, and then he actually stood up......

Zang Qingyun's words also seemed a little incoherent, and here he was alone against Bai Yinming. And where did he say, "We will kill you......."?

"That's right, even if you can break free from my spatial constraints, it's in vain. The bowl is here?......"

Although Bai Yinming was amazed by the sudden astonishing strength of Zang Qingyun and his incoherent speech at the end, he still stretched out his hand step by step, and a white light shot onto Zang Qingyun's body, and without knowing what secret method, he took out the jet-black round bowl magic weapon that Sun Fengzhao took from the ancient battlefield from Zang Qingyun's body.

When this round bowl was collected by the white light on the top of Bai Yinming's head, Bai Yinming's figure disappeared again and became transparent. All the appearances and signs of the White Yin Ming or the Holy Long Emperor were gone.

And at this moment, the blood splashed by the dark blue cloud, and the body that was already repairing, all began to be taken one after another. A jet-black whirlwind rose throughout the temple, and these black winds came from the round bowl suspended in mid-air.

These jet-black whirlwinds, after they were raised in the offering hall, revealed the black and shiny sand hidden in them. The sand and gravel seemed to be alive, and as they rolled wantonly, they began to search for the blood of the blue clouds everywhere, and sucked it violently.

The sand seemed to be particularly interested in blood, not only the blood that had been splashed outside, but they could accurately find it, absorb and devour it, and then fly back into the bowl that stayed in mid-air.

Moreover, he is also particularly fond of the blood that has been healing the wounds on the body of the Tibetan Qingyun. Especially the arrow wound of the Demon Killing Holy Bow that disappeared into Zang Qingyun's left chest, after a while, it was found a breakthrough by the sand and gravel in the countless black winds, and drilled into it in a big way. Zang Qingyun's originally clear injured body was wrapped around the entire body by the flying black sand.

"Ahh......h

In the surprise of Zang Qingyun, Zang Qingyun, who raised his head, let out a series of extremely painful roars from his mouth. The two fists were finally clenched. The demonic crystal qi that had already dimmed and disappeared on his body suddenly burst out, and gradually turned into the eruption of demonic crystal flames......

######圣殿, Shang Shufang!

It can be said that several top bosses representing the highest official position and the highest level of immortal cultivation in the Holy Realm today are all seated in this not the largest, but the highest-level Saint Realm study with coefficients. But they didn't see the owner who invited them here, His Majesty the Emperor Shenglong.