The voice was low and hoarse. It was clearly in Xiao Ding's blood body, but it seemed to come from an extremely distant place.
Li Mu suddenly felt an extremely uneasy feeling in his heart.
With a thought, the instantaneous talisman appeared in his hand.
At the same time, Xiao Ding, who was in a state of madness, was stunned for a moment, his twisted face full of doubts, but soon, the doubts turned into shock, and finally into fear.
As if he had seen an extremely terrifying existence, his broken bloody body kept trembling, and even the Nascent Soul was trembling.
"What an idiot."
This time, the sound was clearer.
But it didn't sound from Xiao Ding's bloody body, but from his mouth.
The fear on Xiao Ding's face became even worse, and he begged for mercy: "No, this is my blood body, it belongs to me!"
"Humble and weak human insect."
Another voice sounded from Xue Shen's mouth.
Immediately afterwards, the face suddenly became distorted, and soon turned into an unfamiliar face, with sunken eye sockets, a high nose bridge, the bandage on the forehead was pierced, and a horn suddenly came out.
Wisps of black demonic energy escaped from the bloody body, and the expressions of several Jindan elders around him changed.
"This is not the sect leader!"
"I seem to have seen it somewhere?"
"The True Lord Blood Demon is the True Lord Blood Demon on the sect's mural!"
Two bloody hands sprouted from the bloody body, and they were grasped in the air.
Several elders of the Blood Demon Sect had fine blood beads seeping out from their skins. There were more and more of these blood beads. After a while, all the blood in these people's bodies was sucked out, and countless blood beads flew into the Blood Demon's body.
After absorbing the essence and blood of several golden elixir elders, the body of the blood demon did not expand, but shrunk to more than three meters in height.
But it gives people the feeling that it is more evil and powerful.
…
Taiyuan Zong, Qingyun Peak, cliffside.
Under the ancient pine tree, Yuan Hua, who was making tea, suddenly stopped what he was doing and turned his head to look north.
"Master, there seems to be some trouble over there with my junior brother."
Qingyun Peak has just finished raining and the sky has cleared up. There is a rainbow standing on the edge of the cliff, and the other end is submerged in the sea of clouds.
Su Bing only looked at the fishing line falling into the sea of clouds without looking back.
"I'm not blind, why do you need to remind me?"
Immortal Yuanhua was slightly startled, "Then...do you want help?"
Su Bing yawned, "It's just a blood demon clone, why do we need to take action?"
Immortal Yuanhua showed a worried expression.
Although he never doubted his master's judgment, he still felt that there was still a lot of risk in letting his junior brother at the Golden Core stage face the blood demon projection.
Among the demons, the blood demons are an extremely difficult race. They can reshape their blood bodies with just a drop of blood. They can also foster demons in the bodies of monks and quietly absorb the true essence of their flesh and blood.
And this blood demon, able to bring its clone to this world, has obviously reached the level of "Demon Lord".
However, even if it is just a clone, it is far beyond the limit of the younger junior brother.
"The emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is."
"Didn't you give him an instant talisman?"
"Unless the true form of the Demon King comes and he wants to escape, who can stop him?"
"You, after following Yulian for so many years, why are you still so restless?"
Immortal Yuanhua lowered his head slightly, as if he was listening carefully and being taught.
After thinking for a while, he mustered up the courage to speak, "But...junior brother, he is my Holy Son of Qingyun Peak after all. If anything happens, I'm afraid it won't be easy for my ancestor to explain it to me."
Su Bing glared at him, "Are you using Ancestor to suppress me?"
Immortal Yuanhua hurriedly lowered his head, "Disciple dare not!"
Su Bing snorted, "Do you think your junior brother's great luck is fake?"
Immortal Yuanhua asked in confusion, "Master, what does this mean?"
Su Bing flicked his fingers, and a golden magic circle appeared in front of him.
A golden ferocious beast walked out of the magic circle.
"This is the sealed magic beast of Wangchuan Valley."
The golden magical beast respectfully put its chin on the ground and bowed.
Immediately afterwards, a figure was projected from his eyes.
This man wore a green robe and carried a black sword on his back. His back was straight, and his body looked like an unsheathed sword.
Looking at the black sword and feeling the faint Tao charm, Immortal Yuanhua frowned slightly.
"With this sword spirit and Dao Yun, is he a person chosen by the Heavenly Sword Sect?"
Su Bing shook his head, "Mo Jianmen."
Immortal Yuanhua was stunned.
After listening to Su Bing's explanation, he understood the identity of this person.
The Mojian Sect was founded by a sword cultivator from the Tianxuan Sword Sect.
In the tens of thousands of years after the war between immortals and demons, many remnants of the demon clan were still active in Dongzhou, and small battles almost never stopped.
The ancient battlefield ruins in the Wangchuan Valley were left there.
"Back then, an immortal from the Mojian Sect, with hundreds of disciples and other monks from the sect, besieged a demon king in the Wangchuan Valley."
"That battle was fought...well, actually, it was only mentioned in one stroke in the sect's Taoist scrolls. After all, there is no need to use so many words on such a small matter."
"In short, the demon king was suppressed and killed, and almost all the immortals and disciples of the Mojian Sect, as well as people from other sects, died in the Wangchuan Valley."
"Too many people die and the evil spirit is too strong, and ghosts will breed."
"In order to prevent these ghosts from coming out to cause trouble, Immortal Kong Ming set up a sealing array there. As long as a "general" level ghost leaves the Wangchuan Valley, the sealed magic beast will be awakened. "
"As for this monk, he has the aura of a ghost general, but he avoided the attack of the sealed magic beast. Guess why."
Immortal Yuanhua thought for a while and said: "The monks of Tianxuan Sword Sect are good at cultivating sword pills and can use them to reshape the body. This person is from Mo Jian Sect, and Mo Jian Sect originated from Tian Xuan Sword Sect. , he should have condensed his body with sword pills."
Speaking of this, Immortal Yuanhua finally understood what his master meant.
With the sword cultivator from the Mo Jian Sect here, he would not just sit back and ignore the blood demon clone.
…
In front of the Forget River Valley.
Li Mu looked at the man in green in front of him and felt a little familiar.
"Tao, uh, senior?"
The man in green raised his hand slightly, signaling Li Mu to stop talking.
He looks middle-aged, has starry eyebrows and sharp eyes, and has a majestic air.
The blood demon stared straight ahead.
"How dare the will clone come here, do you really think that I have no one in Dongzhou?"
After he finished speaking, he drew his sword with his backhand and slashed out.
Black sword light flashed.
A thin vertical black line appeared on the blood demon's body.
The man in green sheathed his sword, turned around, and looked at Li Mu.
"A disciple of Taiyuan Sect?"
Li Mu was slightly startled.
"You have the Taoist charm of the Taiyuan Sect, so you can deceive low-level monks like the Blood Demon Sect."
Li Mu, whose identity was revealed at a glance, was not in the mood to explain. Instead, he pointed at the blood demon and said, "Don't care about him?"
As soon as the words were spoken, the black line that passed through the blood demon's eyebrows suddenly burst out with a monstrous sword light.
The blood demon's body exploded and turned into hundreds of fragments.
Countless sword energies strangled these fragments wantonly.
In the blink of an eye, these fragments were cut into fine blood beads, and these blood beads turned into blood mist.
Blood mist filled the air, and the strong smell of blood escaped.
The man in green with the black sword on his back said calmly, "The blood demon can use blood essence to reshape the blood body. Your Lihuo is excellent."
