Did you kill him? Did you kill him? ! I want you to die! "
Hong Suzhen's eyes were bloodshot and he roared sharply.
With his spiritual power imprisoned, he actually burned his own blood essence. The mist of blood seeped out from the skin all over his body, gathering into blood-colored filaments, whirling around the face reflected in the mirror, weaving into a large blood-red net.
The big net tightens inwards. If an ordinary person were here, they would be cut into countless pieces by the grid.
Jing Yingrong doesn't care about Dawang, her attention is on Hong Suzhenren.
Master Hong Su was obviously very aware of the strength gap between himself and his opponent, so he chose to risk his life in a fight. After burning all his blood and essence, he completely liberated the sea of consciousness.
Divine consciousness surges like a flood that bursts a dam. There is a saying that it is difficult to recover when the water is overturned. If the sea of consciousness is broken, the spiritual consciousness cannot be recovered again. He knew the consequences, but without hesitation, he condensed all his consciousness into a sharp cone and drilled hard into the sea of consciousness reflected in the mirror.
Yun Luo dispersed the blood-red net with a single move. As for the incoming spiritual attack,
What does a drop of rain look like when it falls into the ocean?
After touching the vast and mysterious existence, as vast as the deep sea and the Milky Way, Master Hong Su was confused.
Ji Jie Bi: "Is there any hope?"
Jing Yingrong: "Yes, but he won't tell me how to find someone."
Ji Sha Jian: "Then there's no need to save him."
"Um."
Jing Yingrong left Hong Suzhenren's house and set off to the third Dongzhen period monk.
"Why don't you just go to the puppet ancestor?" Ji Yanzhu asked.
Jing Yingrong said: "They haven't finished fighting yet."
"He's still fighting. The puppet ancestor can hold on for so long, so he still has some tricks up his sleeve."
After Jing Yingrong left, Hong Suzhen stood blankly.
His consciousness was gone, his essence and blood were burned out, and the spiritual power in his body turned into an out-of-control beast, breaking through the cage and tearing apart his physical body.
At the last moment before his death, a happy smile appeared on his face.
"Luan Mo, I see you."
…
From the beginning of the fight, Puppet Ancestor and his puppets have tried their best to avoid a head-on confrontation with the Taichu audience elders.
His only purpose is to drag!
Puppet Ancestor knew very well that based on the overall strength comparison between the two sides, if there was a head-on confrontation, he would definitely not be able to get a favor, and would even suffer a big loss. So he just held back a group of elders to prevent them from rescuing his disciples.
However, when Taichu Guan arranged to send out elders, they included all the powerful men of the Puppet God Sect, including the Puppet Ancestor, as enemies. In other words, even if all the high-level officials of the Puppet God Sect are here, Taichu Guan will still be able to handle it.
Therefore, the puppet ancestor only cares about delaying, and the time he can delay is extremely limited.
He glanced behind him, and there was a faint sound of tide coming from the distance. It was the Sea of Death, the last resort of the Puppet God Sect.
Under the brim of the black robe and hat, two men's eyes were full of cruelty. The ancestor gritted his teeth and gave the same order to all the people in the Mahayana stage.
Self-destruct.
None of the elders present had seen the scene of several Mahayana self-destructing at the same time.
The entire Rotbone Swamp trembled, and all the miasma was swept away by the strong wind, and it no longer existed.
The crack in the black space was centered on the place where the puppet self-destructed, and spread rapidly like a spider web, and the elders were all afraid to avoid it.
At the critical moment, it was the flying boat that emitted a dazzling light, like a solid fortress, protecting everyone.
When the commotion caused by the puppet's self-destruction subsided, everyone discovered that the puppet ancestor had disappeared.
The leader of the elders made a prompt decision and sent two elders to reinforce Yu Xian while searching for the whereabouts of the puppet ancestor.
…
For the third time, Jing Yingrong fully learned from the previous lessons and not only imprisoned the opponent's spiritual power and human puppet, but also imprisoned the opponent's essence, blood and sea of consciousness, and said in a concise and concise manner that could not be refuted: "Answer my question and the rest. Needless to say."
Master Zhixuan was stunned for a moment, then bowed his head and said, "Senior, just ask, I will tell you everything I know."
Jing Yingrong was stunned by the other party's straightforward show of weakness and flattery.
"I want to find a child who may have been captured by your congregation."
Zhixuan Zhenzhen asked: "What does that child look like?"
Jing Yingrong: "I haven't seen it before."
"Where is the missing place?"
"have no idea."
"...When did you disappear?"
Jing Yingrong thought about it for a moment and gave an approximate time. She only knew that Wang Zhengde left the Qiongju Enclave after receiving the news. She did not know exactly when Wang Zhengde's child disappeared in the news.
Zhixuan's expression became a bit indescribable.
Jing Yingrong: "I didn't play tricks on you."
"Ahem, I have no intention of doubting my senior. It's just that there are countless children captured by our sect. The information you gave me, senior, is too little and it's not easy to find. What's more, you can't be sure about that child yet. Whether he was really caught by this sect..."
Zhixuan's voice became softer and softer as she spoke. She secretly glanced at the face reflected in her glasses, but couldn't tell anything.
She couldn't help but feel a little flustered, and a look of worry and fear flashed in her eyes.
After weighing the consequences of being informed by the puppet ancestor and the possible consequences of offending the woman in front of him, Master Zhixuan made a resolute decision.
"You must have known that this church uses a secret method to process the children handed over by the congregation, and only distributes them to the congregation after the treatment is successful."
"Ok, I know."
"This place where secret processing is performed is actually a blood pool."
"Blood pool?"
"Yes, several of our subordinates call that place that, because we don't know what is going on in that place. Only the puppet ancestor himself knows that it was a place he created. We only know that the place in the blood pool is Water brings out the innate potential of young children and robs them of their rational thinking.”
Jing Yingrong nodded, spreading out her consciousness and then retracting it.
"Is it in an underground cave near the Sea of Death? There is a path next to it, with many traps and formations laid out."
Zhixuan's legs felt weak for a while.
"Yes, that's right there. Senior, you are really, you are really powerful."
She wiped the sweat from her forehead, secretly glad that she hadn't had time to use the location of the blood pool as a bargaining chip for her own safety.
Jing Yingrong: "Thank you for the compliment. You mean, I can go to the blood pool to find that child?"
"Yes, all the children handed in will be soaked in the blood pool until they are processed. So you can go there and have a look. If there is no child you are looking for in the blood pool, either he has become a puppet or is not here. teach."
Jing Yingrong: "Okay."
Master Zhixuan just breathed a sigh of relief, and then his heart was lifted by the "more" from the mirror.
"Can human puppets be cured and recovered?"
"As far as I know, this junior, there is no such thing. The puppet ancestor told us this, saying that the secret method is irreversible."
Jing Yingrong nodded: "Well, I've finished asking, thank you for your answer."
Master Zhixuan said cautiously: "Then... senior, can you spare this junior?"
Jing Yingrong: "If you don't kill me, I won't kill you."
"The juniors will never dare to offend the seniors! And they will never dare to be enemies with Taichu Guan!"
"Um."
Master Zhixuan only heard this faint sound, and then there was no sound, and the confinement quickly disappeared. It took her a long time before she dared to look up, but there was no one in front of her.
Looking back at the direction of the forbidden area, Master Zhixuan sighed helplessly, recalled the puppet to his side, left the swamp, and headed east.
