Chapter 120: Soul Blood Jade Pendant
The demon beast straightened up and walked towards Han Shi step by step, saying that it was walking, but in fact, every step out, there were three or four zhang, and in less than ten breaths, he had already walked in front of Han Shi, and his tongue like a snake letter rolled over, and he laughed strangely.
"I haven't eaten people for a long time, I really miss the taste of human flesh, if there is a Yuan Dan Yuan Baby, the taste will be ......"
Before he could finish speaking, the demon beast's eyes suddenly revealed a look of extreme panic, and it retreated like lightning, intending to burrow into the whirlpool.
A powerful and incomparable suction force suddenly erupted from Han Shi's eyebrows, and seeing that the claws were about to touch the whirlpool, the body of the demon beast suddenly stopped.
As if it had hit an invisible wall, it was immediately dragged towards Han Shi by this suction force little by little, and no matter how the demon beast struggled and howled, it was useless.
In less than three breaths, this demon beast the size of a small mountain was completely sucked into Han Shi's eyebrows.
The blood-colored vortex slammed into pieces, shattered, and exploded into thousands of fragments, merging into the void.
This whirlpool is a seal spirit treasure, connected to the primordial spirit of the white-clothed man, usually warmed in the white-clothed man's sea of consciousness, but at this moment it was suddenly shattered, affecting the primordial spirit to suffer heavy losses.
The man in white trembled like an electric devour, and fled backwards like lightning with his flying sword, and he didn't even have the courage to make a move.
Han Shi's eyes were cold, and he already had the idea of killing this man in white, Han Shi's figure was like electricity, a few points faster than the man in white, turning his fist into a palm, almost in an instant, he slapped three palms in a row.
A pale cyan palm shadow was firmly imprinted on the body of the man in white, and with a bang, it caused a violent explosion, and there was a ripple visible to the naked eye in the center of the explosion, spreading towards the surroundings.
The force of this recoil is not small, and even Han Shi has to take a step back to stand firm, and the ripples have been spreading thousands of zhang away before gradually dissipating.
The dust and smoke dissipated, and the man in white was completely destroyed in the explosion, and even the screams could not be released, and his body almost turned into a cloud of blood mist, which gradually dispersed in the wind, only the storage bag fell from the air and was grasped by Han Shiyi in his hand.
There was a flash of joy in the demon beast's eyes just now, and it did not escape Han Shi's eyes, obviously there must be an extraordinary treasure in it.
At this moment, it is not the time to investigate, put away the storage bag, the cold light in Han Shi's eyes flickered, and he raised his head slightly, looking at the place where the rebels were not far away.
The person at the head was the one who stood side by side with the man in white that day.
The spiritual sense spread, and the situation within a radius of more than 100 miles was under Han Shi's eyes, Han Shi's face was calm, and he walked away, and walked into the village of the traitor, pinching his hands slightly, and an invisible fluctuation spread out in all directions, and after a while, there was a very simple formula in everyone's minds, and this formula had only one effect, that is, without any vitality, you could donate soul blood.
Soul blood is completely different from other bloods, and no one can strip soul blood from others unless they want to.
It's just that once the soul blood is donated and mastered by others, it is equivalent to completely putting your life in the hands of others, and you will completely lose the possibility of resistance.
Meng Huo's eyes showed bitterness, and the white immortals, who the clansmen regarded as gods, suffered blows one after another in the hands of this green-shirted man, and finally died.
Many clansmen couldn't stand the blow, fainted, and they hadn't woken up at the moment, and now the green-shirted man was pressing step by step, looking at this posture, if he refused to hand over his soul blood, he was afraid that it would be difficult to die well.
Han Shi sat cross-legged on the broken peak, and the killing intent like a substance slowly condensed and spread behind him, gradually permeating every part of the village, hanging above everyone's head like a sharp blade.
Han Shi opened his eyes, there seemed to be a flash of thunder in his eyes, and his pale silver eyes revealed a ruthless color.
"After a stick of incense, those who refuse to hand over their soul blood will die. ”
With a wave of Han Shi's right hand, an incense stick emerged from the void and stood in front of everyone out of thin air, the smoke drifted away with the wind and blew into the distance, and everyone was silent, looking at the patriarch Meng Huo.
Although Han Shi is only in the realm of foundation building perfection, he can kill the white-clothed man of Yuan Dan consummation, which has a great relationship with Han Shi's status as a stone cultivator, after all, such as the technique of stacking waves, such as the anti-heaven supernatural power, is definitely not something that ordinary monks can have.
The Shadow Sword revealed its blade, wandering around Han Shi visibly or in the open, the edge of the blade flashing with a cold light, as if waiting to drink blood.
Shi Yu and more than 1,000 people respected Han Shi's order and stayed five miles away from the rebel village, waiting for Han Shi's summons at any time.
The time for a stick of incense came in a blink of an eye, but none of the traitors were willing to take the initiative to sacrifice their soul blood, and everyone's eyes were focused on Meng Huo.
Han Shi sighed secretly in his heart, worthy of being of the same root and origin, and in the same vein, but the more this is the case, the more cold Han Shi's face becomes, and the killing intent in his eyes is as thick as ink.
The incense was only the size of a fingernail, and when a gust of wind blew, the incense emitted a bright and extinguished light, and it was extinguished only in an instant.
Meng Huo glanced at Han Shi deeply, he still remembered that this person was decisive in front of the battle that day, and behind him were the lives of thousands of clansmen, he couldn't gamble, let alone dare to gamble.
He sighed, stomped his foot fiercely, and said, "That's it, that's it, the old man is willing to sacrifice his soul blood, and all the sins will be borne by the old man alone." ”
Seeing this, everyone hesitated for a moment, and shouted one after another: "We are willing to follow the patriarch and sacrifice our soul blood." ”
Meng Huo's face was gloomy, and his hands pinched according to the method, and a drop of purple-red blood appeared in the center of his eyebrows, which was included in the jade slip by Han Shi and sealed.
After a while, more than 7,000 people walked in turn, and after all of them were put away by Han Shi, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He had long seen that if he wanted to subdue this clan, he must first shake its patriarch, and he could only use the life and death of many clansmen to coerce this person, and finally force this person to submit.
Otherwise, if he really carried it to the end, would he really want to slaughter all these defenseless mortals?
It is not difficult to kill all these people, but this indiscriminate killing of innocent people will inevitably leave a wisp of demons in his heart, which will be extremely unfavorable to his cultivation, and will even leave a flaw that is difficult to heal in the heart of the Dao, and the path of cultivation will stop from now on.
Moreover, if he wanted to kill, how could he ask Shi Yu to lead his clan here?
Looking at the jade slip in his hand, Han Shi finally had a smile in the corner of his eyes, his heart moved slightly, his spiritual sense was emanated, and he controlled the vitality, and the jade slip slowly became smaller with his intention, and finally became a crystal exquisite jade pendant, which was sealed with the soul blood of all the traitors.
Three days later, under the order of Han Shi, the traitors prepared the things to move and moved to the misty valley collectively, Han Shi also returned to the misty valley with everyone, and someone in the clan had already received the news that the maze of the valley mouth was dispersed, and stood outside the valley mouth to watch the flow of people into the valley.
After Han Shi was silent for a long time, he looked at Shi Yu, who was always standing beside him, and said calmly: "Although the traitor has been recovered, you still have to be careful, you hand over this thing to Yiyue, there is a method of manipulation on it, from now on, the life and death of the traitor will be determined by her thoughts." ”
Han Shi took out the soul blood jade pendant and handed it to Shi Yu.
Shi Yu hurriedly raised his hands and took them, but a different color flashed in his eyes, and after a little hesitation, he still asked, "Dare to ask the young master, do you have the intention of leaving?"
Shi Yu, as the head of a clan, has a clear mind, and when he heard Han Shi's words, he had a faint feeling, and he couldn't help but feel a sinking in his heart, and couldn't help but ask, Han Shi turned his back and turned to look at the valley, after the fog was hazy, there seemed to be a figure staring at him, but he couldn't see it really when he looked carefully.