"Miss Chu, wait a minute?"
After training the naughty child, Ye Qing followed Chu Qingge in a happy mood and continued to move towards the center of the Magic Mountain. The further he walked towards the center of the Magic Mountain, the fewer the tombs were and the more empty, dead and depressing the surrounding area became.
Just when he passed a tombstone, the blood in Ye Qing's body boiled for no reason, as if he was being pulled by something.
And the inscription on the tombstone suddenly oozed red blood, as if crying.
Ye Qing felt something in his heart and looked at the tombstone. It was an ordinary black stone tablet with only a few lines of inscriptions on it.
The two characters "Blood Demon" are engraved in the center, and the four characters "Shangguan has no self" are engraved on the lower right.
Although the inscription was short, Ye Qing could feel an oppressive and terrifying power on it. The gurgling blood seeping out of the writing was like a river of blood, flowing endlessly and looking evil and awe-inspiring.
"Blood Demon? Shangguan has no self?"
Seeing the inscription on the tombstone, a look of surprise appeared on Chu Qingge's indifferent face, and disgust in his eyes.
"What? Miss Chu, do you know this senior Shangguan?" Ye Qing asked curiously when he saw Chu Qingge's expression.
Chu Qingge replied: "The Blood Demon Shangguan Wuwo was one of the giants of the demonic path that was rampant in the world six hundred years ago. According to legend, Shangguan Wuwo was born in the Blood God Cult, one of the Nine Demon Paths. Later, he could not stand the Blood God Cult. He rebelled against the constraints of his family and walked around the world alone. The technique practiced by Shangguan Wuwo was the "Blood Demon Sutra" which he created by combining the "Blood Nerve" of the Blood God Sect and the "Mountain and Sea Demon Kung Fu" of the Kunlun Demon Palace. ", "Blood Demon Sutra" is extremely powerful. It can absorb and control the blood of others for one's own use at will, pollute people's souls, and kill people invisible; it can also be used to sacrifice and refine the blood demon son, dividing it into thousands. If the blood demon son is not destroyed, the blood demon will not be destroyed. Destroy."
"When Shangguan Wuwo was at his most powerful, he sacrificed and refined ninety-nine and eighty-one Blood Demon Sons. With the ninety-nine and eighty-one Blood Demon Sons, Shangguan Wuwo once killed the Wusheng Cult, one of the thirty-six heretical ways, in every life. He has also survived the pursuit of dozens of powerful masters, and he is extremely powerful."
"So powerful?" Ye Qing's eyes lit up after hearing this.
According to what Chu Qingge said, he guessed that the reason why he had a connection with the Blood Demon was because of the special blood in his body.
Chu Qingge glanced at Ye Qing indifferently: "Shangguan has no ego, he is both good and evil, his behavior is eccentric and uninhibited, and he kills and kills all based on his likes and dislikes. When he is happy, he can drink and chat with beggars, and call himself brothers to the weak; when he is evil, he will exterminate the family at every turn. He left no chickens or dogs behind, so he was called the Blood Demon by the people in the world.”
"So, I advise you to be careful."
Ye Qing frowned and said, "You mean, maybe there's a scam?"
Chu Qingge said: "Not sure, Shangguan Wuwo is cunning and cruel. If you really choose to accept the other party's inheritance, you'd better be careful."
"In addition, the "Blood Demon Sutra" is an out-and-out demonic skill. When practicing, you need to absorb the blood of others. And the longer you practice, your temperament will also change, becoming bloodthirsty, violent, and even heartless and sexless."
"So, my advice is, you'd better give up."
"Give up?" Ye Qing hesitated, but after thinking for a moment, he decided to accept the inheritance and said with a smile: "There is no good or bad in merit, and there is no good or evil in law. As long as I stick to my heart, how can a single skill do anything to me? "
"Besides, I may not be able to inherit the "Blood Demon Sutra", maybe some other martial arts?"
"As for the danger, where can you get something for nothing in this world? Don't worry, I will be careful."
"It's up to you, I'm just suggesting." Chu Qingge said indifferently.
"Thank you for your concern." Ye Qing smiled faintly. On the surface, he looked relaxed and fearless, not caring, but secretly he kept Chu Qingge's words in mind and was very energetic.
Immediately, Ye Qing took out a stick of incense from his arms, lit it, bowed to Shangguan Wuwo's tomb, muttered something, and then placed the incense on the ground.
"Brother Xiang bless you, God has mercy on you, senior, have mercy on me."
"What are you doing?" Chu Qingge looked at Ye Qing's actions and asked doubtfully.
"It's okay. Let's pay homage to our senior and ask for his blessings." Ye Qing replied casually.
"Do you use an incense stick for worship?" Chu Qingge looked suspicious.
"There's only one left. As long as you have your heart set on it, I think senior won't mind." Ye Qing smiled.
Naturally, what he ordered was not an ordinary incense, but a fortune incense.
"Fog Demon, please protect me later." Then, Ye Qing communicated with the Fog Demon with his mind. Although Chu Qingge was by his side, Chu Qingge would not harm him, but there was nothing wrong with being careful.
"Boy, that little girl is right. I can feel the evil energy in this tomb. You'd better not make fun of your own life." The Fog Demon advised.
As for whether it was genuine persuasion or another purpose, only the Fog Demon himself knew.
"Don't worry, I know what's going on in my heart, just protect me." Ye Qing ordered.
After giving the instructions, Ye Qing crossed his legs on the ground, stared at the tombstone, and touched the tombstone with his spiritual power.
"boom"
The moment his spiritual power came into contact with the tombstone, Ye Qing's heart trembled, and a huge sea of blood appeared in front of him. Above the sea of blood, a man with red clothes and red hair, an evil appearance, and a surly aura stood out of thin air.
"Hahaha, boy, this superior officer has no self."
Shangguan Wuwo looked up at Ye Qing and laughed loudly. Following his laughter, waves of blood surged around him, as oppressive as the sky.
"Junior Ye Qing, I have met my senior."
Ye Qing said hurriedly.
"The bloodline in your body is very suitable for practicing my "Blood Demon Sutra". Are you willing to become my teacher?" Shangguan Wuwo said with a smile.
"Sure enough, it's because of the blood in my body." Ye Qing said in his heart, and then said excitedly: "Thank you, senior, I am willing."
I don’t want to be a fool!
"Haha, okay, relax and don't resist." Shangguan Wuwo said and pointed out.
With one click, the sea of blood in the sky turned into a huge wave of blood, rushing towards Ye Qing.
But at this moment, the strange scripture in Ye Qing's arms slowly lit up, and lines of bloody words appeared on the strange scripture:
Ye Qing discovered Shangguan Wuwo's tomb and prepared to accept his inheritance. But in fact, Shangguan Wuwo did not really want to pass on what he had learned to Ye Qing, but wanted to annihilate his soul, use the remaining soul to seize his body, and use it to rebirth.
Just when Shangguan Wuwo's conspiracy was about to succeed, Ye Qing felt a huge sense of danger in his heart and noticed something unusual.
After the last word appeared, the three silver dragon and snake runes were shattered and disappeared.
At the same time, Ye Qing, who was defenseless and ready to accept the inheritance, suddenly felt a huge uneasiness. This uneasiness was powerful and violent, just like standing on the edge of an abyss with a sword approaching, and his whole soul trembled. .
"not good!"
Ye Qing seemed to realize something, summoned up his mental strength, and visualized the picture of Emperor Xi's journey.
When the sea of blood was about to come, a Xihuang Dharma Appearance appeared on the sea of blood. The Dharma Appearance of Xihuang was majestic and majestic. The golden light fell down, and the waves of blood that came over were evaporated by the golden light.
Shangguan Wuwo, who was the first to bear the brunt of the attack, let out a shrill scream and retreated with the blood wave, his face full of ferocity.
"What...are you doing?" Shangguan Wuwo glared at Ye Qing angrily and yelled.
Ye Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a faint smile: "You are the one who wants to do something, right?"
"What do you mean? I just want to teach you what I have learned. Please relax your mind and accept my inheritance." Shangguan Wuwo said eagerly.
Ye Qing smiled coldly: "Senior Shangguan, stop acting at this time. I have seen through your heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, and you want to murder me."
If he had doubts before, he was convinced now.
Because Shangguan Wu was too impatient.
After a few breaths, Shangguan Wuwo burst out laughing, his blood boiling: "Boy, you are a bit clever, unlike those idiots before who were blinded by greed as soon as they heard that I was going to teach them what I have learned. , obediently became my host."
"It's a pity that their bodies are too average and their qualifications are too poor. Even if they win, their future achievements will be extremely limited."
"But you are different. Your body, your body is simply perfect. It is like a masterpiece from God. It has a strong body, strong Qi and blood, flawless bones, and has the blood of the Blood God. It is the most suitable for cultivation." The body of the Blood Demon Sutra."
"As long as I occupy your body, you will regain your former glory. No, no, it will even be stronger and more powerful than before. You will become a saint and live forever..."
"When the time comes, when the time comes, I will wipe out all those who hunted me back then, hahaha..."
As if thinking of the future scene of dominating the world and dominating the world, Shangguan Wuwo laughed maniacally.
"Haha, another person who covets my body." Ye Qing sneered in his heart. His body has been refined and transformed by Foehn Wind and Creation Water. It has indeed become extremely abnormal and unlike a human being. However, this cannot be the reason why you covet me. The reason is the body!
One or two of them all thought I was a fool!
I wonder if the last person who coveted my body has become a weapon spirit?
"Boy, give up your resistance and hand your body over to me. I will be merciful and leave you with a ray of consciousness."
Shangguan Wuwo looked at Ye Qing, and his tone was full of temptation: "When I succeed in my cultivation, I can reshape your body and accept you as my disciple."
"Haha... Idiot!" Ye Qing sneered. He was trying to trick a fool. Moreover, his tone and words were exactly the same as those of the Fog Demon. Do all strong men have this kind of virtue?
"If you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink the fine wine. Do you really think you have room to resist?" Shangguan Wuwo said disdainfully: "This is my world. If I want to kill you, it will be easy for me to kill you."
As soon as Shangguan Wuwo finished speaking, countless blood shadows emerged from the sea of blood, flying all over the sky, making a soul-stirring whine.
"The Blood Demon..."
The next moment, all the blood demons rushed towards Ye Qing.
"Heh, try it..."
Ye Qing sneered and visualized the picture of Emperor Xi's Expulsion. The golden light on Emperor Xi's Dharma was as bright as the sun. The dazzling golden light was like a raging flame, sweeping across the heaven and earth. All the blood devils were annihilated by the golden light before they even got close.
The next moment, Xihuang's method drove forward, drew a bright arc, and disappeared into the sky. Before Shangguan Wuwo could react, he was crushed by Xihuang's method.
After the appearance of Emperor Xi disappeared, a roar came from the sea of blood, which split to both sides, revealing a bottomless ravine.
"call……"
Ye Qing's current mental strength is already different from what it used to be. Although he has not yet broken through the Xuanmen Gate, he is actually no different from the warriors of Xishen warriors, and even exceeds the mental power of warriors in the later stages of Xishen.
Of course, compared to the master warrior, it is nothing more than a dream.
But the Shangguan Wuwo in front of him was just a ray of remnant soul and consciousness, which was incomparable with the real master, so he was not afraid of him.
