The silver-robed girl glanced at the golden bowl and the golden tiger, but there was a hint of disdain in her eyes, and there was a great sense of sneering.

As a monk in the Heavenly Realm, Dieyi has also heard of the name of the True Demon Heart, this kind of bloody sacrificial alchemy secret technique is one of the notorious forbidden techniques in the Six Brahmans Realm, if you want to refine the True Demon Heart, you must slaughter thousands of creatures between the same race, take the same origin of the essence blood and resentful souls, and use the evil spirit to cultivate it for countless years in order to have a chance of success.

It is said that the more resentful souls collected, the purer the bloodline of the blood sacrifice clan, the greater the possibility of success, and the shorter the time to cultivate the true demon heart.

This kind of bloody slaughter, even if it is an immortal's act, will also cause public anger, and if someone dares to perform this technique in the Six Brahmans Realm, as long as it is discovered, they will definitely be arrested by the law enforcement immortal envoy who is in charge of the interface order.

This silver-robed girl is just a wisp of remnant soul, even if it is a wisp of immortal soul, she doesn't dare to provoke this great evil thing, the reason why she has taken herself into the Tower of Babel is obviously not good, maybe she wants to take away her body, and then plot against the heart of the true demon, if this is the case, she is also a Rakshasa woman, and her body is naturally no longer suitable.

Come to mind. Ignoring the sneer of the silver-robed girl, his mind moved. Recall the bronze mirror and the golden shuttle, two magic weapons, into the body. The light and shadow in his left hand flashed, and a five-foot-long transparent scimitar stood in front of him, but the figure quietly retreated into the distance, and the light flashed on the broken right arm, and the bloody wound quickly healed.

Although the monk Dajue has pointed out that this woman is just a wisp of divine soul, he has to guard against it, after all. This woman can use the ban of the Tower of Babel to ingest herself into the Tower of Babel out of thin air, which is definitely not something that the Yuanying Monk's supernatural powers can do.

In this hall, the speed of spell casting is greatly reduced, listening to the words between this woman and Vimodo, maybe this hall is built by this woman, and I don't know how many powerful mechanisms are hidden in the road, there is no defensive magic weapon on the body, and the scimitar is used as a natal magic weapon, but it is better than Jin Suo and the bronze mirror.

The silver-robed girl was exposed by the monk Dajue. The light smile on his face did not change at all, and he said: "Troubled old monk, the reason why this immortal stayed in this Babel Tower is because of this true demon heart. How can you give it to others, Vimata, as long as you do what the immortal says. The True Blood of the Earth Evil in the Pool of Demonic Blood is at your disposal. ”

Before the words fell, a white light flashed in his right hand. Hit the bronze mirror placed on a jade table on the left side of the main hall.

With a buzzing sound, a cloud of white light and shadow quickly emerged from the ancient bronze mirror the size of a basin. The light and shadow dispersed, and a boxy pool of white jade appeared vaguely in the mirror, and in the faint black gas, a layer of red and black blood was faintly visible in the pool, and a slightly beating blood-red heart was suspended above the blood pool.

As the scenery in the mirror became clearer and clearer, a smell of blood rose faintly in the hall, as if there was some close connection between the mirror and the pool of blood.

As soon as Vimodo's eyes came into contact with the image of the blood pool in the bronze mirror, his body suddenly boiled with qi and blood, and his heart beat with the demon heart in the blood pool.

"Bang!" "Bang!" The sound of heartbeats immediately sounded in the main hall, and Dieyi just glanced at the bronze mirror from a distance, and her heart also beat with the blood-red demon heart.

"Vimoda, this immortal didn't lie to you, did he? To tell you the truth, the two boys who entered the tower last time had already had a great opportunity in the Hellish Blood Pool, otherwise, with their shallow cultivation, how could they easily leave the Tower of Babel? Go, kill this celebrity boy, and you will have a chance to be like them!"

The silver-robed girl's voice was soft and soft, but it was full of charm.

After only a few heartbeats, Vimodo's two pale silver eyes turned into a strange crimson, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and when he heard the girl's voice, he suddenly stood up from the ground, turned his head to look at the spirits of Dieyi and Dajue Monk, and finally fell on the golden bowl that covered the water.

His eyes widened angrily, he turned around like a fierce god, his fists were clenched, and the bones of his whole body crackled like popping beans, and with a "boom", a cloud of silver light flew out of his body, flying and circling around his body, and he raised his legs and walked towards Dieyi.

With the movement of the footsteps, the body rose rapidly, and after three steps, a head was already high, and the two fists were twice as large, and a circle of silver runes flashed from the fists, it seemed that this person was also practicing body refining exercises.

The corners of the silver-robed girl's mouth curled slightly, a satisfied smile appeared on her face, and her fingers flicked lightly at the copper mirror in the distance, and the bronze mirror suddenly changed direction on the jade table, turning to Dieyi, and a blood-colored pillar of light flew out of the bronze mirror, brushed the ground, and shone on Dieyi's body.

Dieyi only cared about beware of the silver-robed girl, but she didn't expect that this bronze mirror that looked ordinary like a utensil could be used like a magic weapon, and she was caught off guard, only to feel a heat all over her body, and a huge force hit her body, and the true qi of the body collapsed, and her figure flew high, falling towards the corner of the hall, and fell on the ground dozens of zhang away, her whole body was sore, and she couldn't lift any strength.

In a trance, I felt that among the red pillars of light flying out of the mirror, there seemed to be countless Yaksha monks shouting and screaming in their ears with familiar words, their minds were buzzing, their consciousness was blurred for a while, their heads were tilted, and they fainted.

The white light flashed, and the transparent scimitar turned into a filament of light and sank into the body.

"Old monk, you are a mere nether monk who can see this true demon heart, and you will not live in vain!"

As the cold voice of the copper-robed girl sounded, the bronze mirror flickered and aimed at the remnant soul of the Great Jue monk.

Before the light and shadow flew out of the bronze mirror, the soul of the monk Dajue "bang", automatically shattered, turned into yellow filaments of light and flew into the distance, and the blue light and shadow flew over, but it fell into the air.

"Ghost Dao supernatural powers, reunite the souls, old monk, are you a Buddha or a ghost?" the silver-robed girl screamed, and finally showed a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Seeing Vimodo's eyes showing a fierce light, he walked over step by step, and the golden tiger standing on top of the giant bowl let out an angry roar, and a visible golden ripple flashed from his mouth and hit Vimodo, and then, the golden tiger's body squatted slightly, jumped high, and pounced on Vimodo.

The golden ripples flashed and hit Vimodo's body, Vimodo only felt as if he had been hit by a hammer in his mind, his consciousness was blurred, and his steps couldn't help but slow down a little, the golden tiger had already pounced in front of him, biting on Vimodo's right arm, raising his right paw, and slapping Vimodo's face.

Although the Golden Tiger is a device spirit illusion, its minions are as sharp as a real tiger, even if the protective silver flame hovering around Vimodo's body soars up a foot high, and the pressure is very strong, it can't stop the Golden Tiger's pounce.

"Click", several large blood holes appeared on Vimodo's thick and sturdy right arm, blood burst out, the face was hit by the tiger's claws, hot and stinging, the dizziness caused by the sound wave attack disappeared in an instant, his eyes widened, he shouted angrily, his right hand stretched out, and his big fan-like hand grabbed a tiger claw, and his left fist smashed towards the golden tiger's head.

The wind was mixed with a cloud of silver flames, and with a loud "boom", the body of the golden tiger was torn apart, and then, with a flash of golden light, it quickly converged again in the air.

Where would Vimodo let the golden tiger form again, and his fists came out together, hitting the golden giant bowl not far away, as long as he injured the magic weapon of this instrument spirit, the golden tiger would naturally collapse without a trace.

"Well, the donor hasn't woken up yet?"

The voice of the Great Jue monk sounded in Vimodo's ears like thunder, Vimodo stopped again, shook his head vigorously, as if he wanted to get rid of something, at this moment, behind him, the bronze mirror turned, and a blood-colored pillar of light submerged into Vimodo's body, and the demonic red light in Vimodo's eyes suddenly lit up, and the true qi in his body boiled, roared angrily, and raised his leg to the golden bowl.

This chapter is over, to be continued, I wish you a happy reading! (To be continued......)