Chapter 225: Healing Xiao B

Style: Fantasy Author: The Night of Qi LongWords: 3376Update Time: 24/01/12 23:28:50
"Benefits?" Mo Lun's voice was stunned, and then said: "Boy, you'd better not touch this kind of thing, otherwise it will be fire and thunder, even if you are a Daluo True Immortal, you will not be able to escape the fate of death." Jun said, feeling a sense of schadenfreude.

"So scary? Isn't it just a small ball?" Yang Ning said casually, but he was still very energetic in his heart. To be able to make a madman like the Demon King say such a thing, obviously, this so-called The Heaven-Destroying Yin-Yang Thunder is absolutely extraordinary.

"A ball?" The Demon Lord sneered and said: "Except for the kind of fire thunder that has not been extinguished by heaven in the placenta, it is impossible to appear in the world. Do you think it can be brought from the mother's body? Is it scary? ?”

Although the Demon Lord hasn't said anything yet, Yang Ning already understands what the Demon Lord is going to say.

A woman's ten-month pregnancy and giving birth to a new life is a kind of reincarnation. The fact that the Heaven-Destroying Yin-Yang Thunder can actually be preserved from this reincarnation shows that this kind of power cannot be buried by heaven or raised by earth. That's why Xu Xiaoyi has this kind of congenital mental retardation.

Thinking of this, Yang Ning realized how desperate his previous thoughts were. No, this is no longer seeking death, it is simply seeking death.

Even heaven can't do anything about the things that can be brought out of the mother's body. He dares to devour them. He is really looking for death rather than longevity.

His body trembled, and he asked subconsciously: "Then what should I do with this power?" If Yang Ning wants to help Xu Xiaoyi, he must pass this level, and Yang Ning obviously doesn't want to give up yet.

"Actually, there is no solution to this kind of thing, but the price may be..." The Demon Lord didn't know what to say for a while.

"What's the price?" Yang Ning asked directly.

"Millions of living souls are sacrificed, countless blood is used as a guide, and millions of resentments are wrapped up to restrain the Yin-Yang Thunder of Heaven's Destruction, but it is only restraint." The Demon Lord did not forget to remind him in the end.

"What?" After hearing this, Yang Ning's expression changed drastically, especially the sacrifice of millions of souls. This is no longer killing or cruelty. Even a real hell may not have such conditions.

"However, there is another way..." The Demon Lord's voice echoed in Yang Ning's mind, and he continued: "The killing sword in your hand may help you, but this is also my guess." The Demon Lord also He wasn't very sure. After all, he himself had only heard about the Heaven-Destroying Yin-Yang Thunder and had never seen it with his own eyes.

"Killing Sword?" Yang Ning quickly understood. When he got the Killing Sword, Yang Ning knew that there was a mysterious space in it. As he continued to use it, Yang Ning gradually understood this space.

He is also uncertain about the origin of the Killing Sword. Yang Ning also understood that if this kind of power that requires millions of souls as sacrifices and countless blood as guides really needs a carrier, then the killing sword is undoubtedly the best choice.

"I'll try." Yang Ning took out the killing sword.

"Boy, I advise you to try not to come into contact with this kind of thing, it will really kill someone." The Demon Lord still doesn't want Yang Ning to die. After all, once Yang Ning dies, the Qingming Ring will change its owner. By then, he will The day of escape will only be postponed indefinitely.

After the Demon Lord finished speaking, there was no more sound.

Yang Ning couldn't make a decision for a while, especially about the Heaven-Destroying Yin-Yang Thunder that the Demon Lord said, which made Yang Ning somewhat scared, especially the last sentence "It can really kill people", which made Yang Ning feel scared. .

"It seems that you still need to make such a difficult decision by yourself..." Yang Ning pulled out the killing sword in his hand, and the blood-red blood spread quickly.

Yang Ning slowly brought the Killing Sword closer to the intersection of Xu Xiaoyi's Rendu and Du meridians. The Lingtian Jue surged into Xu Xiaoyi's meridians like a frenzied heat wave.

Now that he has decided to save Xu Xiaoyi, Yang Ning will not change his mind.

Maybe the process is difficult, maybe the danger is unavoidable, but along the way, Yang Ning is not dancing on the edge of a knife.

Following the dominance of Ling Tian Jue, all the spiritual power and mind soon came to this blockage, which was less than the size of a thumb ball.

"Succeed or fail again." Yang Ning took a sharp breath, as if to strengthen his courage.

Suddenly, there was a sudden acceleration, and the meridians in Xu Xiaoyi's body started to churn.

Boom...boom...

It was like waves and thunder, and the sound was as crisp as the muffled thunder of an explosion.

Surrounding him was the sleeping Xu Xiaoyi. At this moment, beads of sweat were rolling down his face, pouring out like heavy rain.

Yang Ning's mind felt as if he was being electrocuted. His mind was only revealed for a moment, and there was no trace of it. Even Yang Ning's face turned pale in an instant.

"It's so scary..." Yang Ning finally understood why the Demon Lord was so afraid of this kind of power. It was so terrifying that the rumbling meridians instantly regained their composure.

"You're really crazy...you..." The Demon Lord was shocked and speechless. There was such a person. He was so daring and arrogant. Using his own skills and mind, he dared to touch such a power that even the heavens could not control. .

"Boy, if you want to die, don't take me with you..." The demon king felt a wave of fear due to Yang Ning's chaos. I have been cultivating this boy for a long time for his growth. Although it is very obscure, after all, I have put in all my efforts. How can I give up so easily?

"I didn't expect it to be so terrifying..." Yang Ning responded, and then said: "Master Demon Lord, please tell me if there is any better way to lure him out."

"It's not difficult to draw it out, but I can't guarantee whether my guess is correct. If you really want to do this, then just do it." The Demon Lord was already scared. As the saying goes, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, so he said That's the kind of person.

"Lord Demon Lord, please speak quickly." Yang Ning decided to help Xu Xiaoyi. After all, they are all classmates. Besides, a cultivator in his twenties has only the mind of a seven or eight-year-old. This is very important to him. In other words, it is also a very cruel reality.

"Did the Killing Sword leave a small blood-colored sword in your Zifu? You can guide it out, and then use your Lingtian Art to open the way with the blood sword. This should be able to lead it out." After the demon king finished speaking, his voice fell silent.

But this is enough for Yang Ning.

Yang Ning guided the blood-colored small sword out of the sea of ​​consciousness, and then quickly used the Lingtian Jue to approach the gray, blended power again according to the method the Demon Lord said.

Although it was not as the Demon Lord imagined, Yang Ning clearly felt that the moment the bloody sword came into contact with it, it began to slowly pour into the sword.

"Millions of souls are sacrificed, and countless blood is used as a guide." Yang Ning seemed to hear a voice in the mist, completely unfamiliar, but killing fiercely.

It seems to be a guide, but it also seems like a lie.

But Yang Ning no longer cared about this, because a change gradually appeared on the bloody sword.

The fusion of gray power actually covered the small sword, as if it was stuck to it.

With the operation of Ling Tian Jue, it entered Yang Ning's body.

"Damn it, is this going to enter my body..." Yang Ning was afraid, and she began to worry about herself in her heart.

"Don't be nervous, maybe the idea you expected will really come true." The Demon Lord was also surprised. He originally thought that this kind of power would quickly dissipate in the world after leaving the body of this lying guy, but at this moment But then it entered Yang Ning's body.

"This sword of yours is really extraordinary." The Demon Lord originally thought that the Killing Sword was just an overkill artifact, but now it seems that it is not that much.

Yang Ning chuckled, but did not dare to be careless. Ling Tianjue hurriedly guided him, fearing that if this power blocked his meridians like it was in Xu Xiaoyi's body, it would be terrible.

However, soon, Yang Ning's worries did not come true. This power, named Tianming Yin Yang Lei by the Demon Lord, followed Xiao Jian all the way and went straight to Yang Ning's Zi Mansion.

Phew…

He actually followed the blood sword and started galloping through the Zi Mansion.

Yang Ning was relieved, at least now it seemed that it had no impact on him.

Long Xiao's holy life breath around Yang Ning, as it flowed among the eight people, finally slowly revealed its white body, but at this moment it was a bit more green.

"It's finally over..." Yang Ning let out a long breath, woke up, removed the barriers he had set up around him, and walked out of the tent.

"Senior brother..." Yang Ning called, but then he saw Geng Zhuangyu and General Hao.

"Yang Ning, Xiao Yi..." Geng Zhuangyu asked hurriedly.

"Teacher, I'm glad you didn't disgrace your duties. It should be fine." Yang Ning breathed the air in the dusk, but it smelled of blood.

But deep in Yang Ning's Zifu, there was a turmoil and a voice sounded.

"Millions of souls are sacrificed, and countless blood is used as a guide..."

Repeatedly, rising and falling with Yang Ning's breathing.

"Teacher, you...did you hear anything?" Yang Ning asked subconsciously.

"Sound? What sound are you talking about?" Geng Zhuangyu asked.

But when Yang Ning saw Geng Zhuangyu's reaction, he knew that only he could hear this kind of sound, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Ning raised his eyes and looked at the sky. The setting sun was redder than blood, more red than blood.

"Teacher, something is wrong..." Yang Ning felt the oppressive atmosphere between heaven and earth.

"Teacher, there is a mysterious power of runes hidden in the four directions." At this moment, Tianmu's eyes seemed to have feedback, pointing to the four directions of Yinfeng Plain, and said.

"Rune power?" Not only Geng Zhuangyu, but even General Hao was not calm.

"Yes, I also feel the smell of a formation." Tianmu continued to speak out the information he sensed against the setting sun in the sky.

Geng Zhuangyu saw that Yang Ning was still looking around and couldn't help but ask: "Yang Ning, what else did you find?"

Yang Ning was silent for a long time, looking at the blood-red clouds in the sky illuminated by the setting sun, his eyes becoming more and more solemn.

"Teacher, no, this runic power should be an ancient blood sacrifice formation..." Yang Ning took a breath of air, startled by what he said.

But as the words came out, Yang Ning became more certain that this was definitely a blood sacrifice formation.

"Teacher..." Tianmu called out softly, but found that Geng Zhuangyu seemed to be possessed, staring at the sky, silent for a long time.

"Mountain-mountain Blood Sacrifice!" General Hao let out a long breath, his face turned livid, and continued: "I never thought that the huge formation that was so popular back then actually existed, it really existed..."

There was a sense of misery in the voice, which seemed to be an unbearable feeling.

"Mountain climbing blood sacrifice method?" Tianmu was puzzled.

"The blood sacrifice method of mountain climbing was said to be the last trump card of Yinfeng Valley in those days, but it was only a rumor. Because of the intervention of Yue Ya Lei Lei, many methods in Yinfeng Valley were not used in the future. Now it seems that the blood sacrifice mentioned by Yang Ning The grand formation should be the mountaineering blood sacrifice method that has not yet been deployed." Geng Zhuangyu finally came back to his senses and explained slowly, but with every word he said, Geng Zhuangyu's face became more and more solemn.