While Ji Liao was fighting fiercely with the old man from the Blood Slaughter Tribe, the sea more than two hundred miles away was boiling.
But they saw the crimson sea water rolling, and large swaths of evil blood mist rising from the sea water, winding up into the air, and condensing into a blood-colored mist cloud that could cover dozens of miles in the void.
In the sea, in the belly of the beast.
"It's pretty good that you, a mere god-refining cultivator, can hold on until now." The beast lay on Shan Zhi's back and said calmly.
Shanzhi lay prone on the stinky black water, his golden body was broken, and the golden light surrounding his body was mottled, exposing large areas of skin, and the light was dim, just like the remaining rust on his body.
Shanzhi's eyes were blurry, and now he could only breathe out but not in.
The lotus platform he had been sitting on had been broken into countless pieces, scattered in all directions like stars, floating on the water.
Shan Zhi was in a daze, and his sluggish pupils could no longer see clearly the things in front of him. The voice of the beast could be heard in his ears. His lips moved slightly, and his breath was like a gossamer. "Evil devil, even if you are resurrected, you will never escape." Reincarnation!"
"Huh, are you still pretending to be with me now?" The mandarin beast twitched its two thin tongues and said lightly.
"Amita..."
"call out..."
Before Shanzhi could finish pronouncing the Buddha's name, a thin tongue penetrated the back of his head and shot out between his eyebrows.
There was no burst of blood, and the mandarin beast chuckled in his throat. His tongue moved and retracted slightly, and then the tip of his retracted thin tongue brought out strands of golden light in Shan Zhi's head. The soul of good wisdom.
Shanzhi's soul turned into strands, moving with the tongue of the beast, and fell into the mouth of the beast bit by bit, until the last trace of soul also fell into the mouth of the beast, Shanzhi lowered his head, After being completely smashed into the water, the remaining golden light on his body dissipated, and then his fat body gradually sank into the black water beneath him.
"ha..."
The mandarin beast screamed, and the face of the ferocious beast showed anthropomorphic ecstasy.
His limbs jumped and he flew into the air.
Two thin tongues flicked out, and a large black light erupted all over the body.
"It's finally here, it's finally here, I'm resurrected, I'm resurrected!" The mandarin beast looked up to the sky and roared.
The eyes of the mountain-like stone beast statue at the bottom of the sea moved, and two fierce red lights bloomed from it. The bottom of the sea shook, and a terrifying aura erupted.
Then, the mandarin beast's two huge tongues swayed, and wisps of strange fluctuations emanated from his body. Then, the stone walls attached to his body began to fall off piece by piece, revealing the crystal black skin inside.
At this moment, the bottom of the sea where the Mango Beast was located was completely boiling, and the sea surface exploded. An unknown amount of seawater retreated to both sides at this moment, revealing the true form of the Mango Beast that had been hidden under the sea for an unknown period of time.
Another battlefield two hundred miles away.
When the old man from the Blood Slaughter Tribe saw the sword dragon coming, he narrowed his eyes slightly, his chest bulged, and he let out a low drink.
"drink!"
A stream of air spurted out from his mouth, and as if there was substance in the tumbling motion, it turned into a tornado containing endless gravity and rotated towards the sword dragon.
The strong wind roared, and Ji Liao was already under the suppression of the old man's Zhongzhi Dao. As soon as the tornado came out, he felt that the invisible gravity in the void suddenly doubled again.
The Stegosaurus opened its mouth wide and bit into the tornado.
"Ouch..."
The old man from the Blood Slaughter Clan hooked his fingers slightly, and the tornado suddenly shook. It expanded more than ten times in an instant, and actually swallowed the Stegosaurus directly.
"Ouch..."
The Stegosaurus was caught in the tornado, and with a cry, it immediately felt like it had fallen into a pit full of sharp blades. The dragon's head and body suddenly shattered, turning into sharp blades flying all over the sky.
The tornado swallowed the sword dragon, but its power was not reduced, and it rolled straight towards Ji Liao.
Ji Liao's eyes narrowed slightly, a white light lit up under his left eye, and then he saw the white light flash out.
"Buzz..."
There was a buzzing sound and a huge tremor, and a vortex containing endless devouring power spurted out from Ji Liao's eyes.
The raging devouring power exploded, and an unparalleled pulling force suddenly spread out.
The two whirlpools collided with each other. During the intertwining, the gravity of the old man's tornado was quickly swallowed by Ji Liao's devouring power, and it completely turned into a wisp of breeze in just a few breaths of time.
"ah..."
Ji Liao raised his head and roared, the whirlpool in his eyes getting stronger.
The violent devouring power spread out, and the heavy Taoist intention released by the old man of the Blood Massacre poured into Ji Liao's eyes like a thousand streams returning to the sea. Not long after, the heavy Taoist intention spread across the world. It was completely swallowed up by Ji Liao.
This is the way of swallowing and refining, this is the suppression of Taoism.
Ji Liao realized the Tao in the foundation building period and has been practicing non-stop for thousands of years since he entered the Tao. Compared with the ordinary spiritual monks like the old man of the Blood Slaughter Clan, Ji Liao realized the Tao in the Nascent Soul period. If he compares it with Taoism alone, Ji Liao can be said to be nothing. not bad.
The old man from the Blood Slaughter Tribe stood in front of the handsome young man with one hand, and the force of gravity exploded, and the void instantly condensed into a barrier, resisting Ji Liao's release of the Dao force of swallowing.
"It seems that he is in a state where he has just glimpsed the Taoist will. How could he have cultivated the Taoist will to such an extent that he is on par with me." The old man of the Blood Slaughter Clan whispered in his heart.
With a buzzing sound, the vortex retracted into Ji Liao's eyes.
Ji Liao's dark eyes were filled with coldness as he stared coldly at the old man from the Blood Slaughter Clan opposite him.
Suddenly he looked behind him and sensed the violent aura coming from the distance, and Ji Liao couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
The release of this breath means that the beast will be resurrected. Once the beast is resurrected, Ji Liao knows without thinking that the first thing the beast will kill is himself who hindered his resurrection. In this way, he will be killed by two transformed spirits. The monks were besieging him for a long time. Even if he had the ability to reach heaven, he could not escape from the hands of these two people.
The thought passed away in a flash, and Ji Liao felt cruel.
He looked back at the old man from the Blood Slaughter Tribe in the gray light, "You forced me to do this."
The old man from the Blood Slaughter Tribe narrowed his eyes and said, "I would like to see what other methods you have besides the two god-level magic weapons."
"Hmph!" Ji Liao snorted.
Then, I saw him spread out his hand and put it on his face. He exerted force with his five fingers and slowly pulled it downwards.
Fluorescence flashes, stars dotted.
Ji Liao's palms were illuminated by streaks of golden hair-like light. Ji Liao's appearance also began to change with the bright fluorescence. However, his long black hair began to gradually change color, from pitch black to dark. Little by little it turned blue, and his tall figure also changed accordingly. He began to become delicate and soft, revealing the exquisite lines created by heaven. His originally simple and honest face also changed accordingly, becoming a beautiful face that eclipsed the woman. appear.
With Ji Liao's hand, the mask that Yu Huafeng had given him to change his appearance was pulled off, completely revealing his true appearance.
Then, the aura on his body changed, and the human and demon auras exploded around him.
When the handsome young man behind the old man saw Ji Liao's original appearance, his eyes widened and he exclaimed, "It's him! It's him!"
The old man frowned slightly, stared at Ji Liao and asked in a deep voice, "Why have you seen him?"
"Grandpa, he is Ji Liao who was wanted by Zhangtian Palace seven years ago and ranked eleventh on the wanted list." The handsome young man roared with fear in his eyes.
"What! The wanted list! How could a mere god-refining cultivator be on the wanted list of the Tiangong!" After hearing this, the old man of the Blood Massacre Clan was also shocked.
"At that time, I was also wondering that a god-refining monk would be wanted by the Heavenly Palace, so I took a second look. He was definitely right."
"Is there any detailed information about him on the wanted list?" the old man asked.
"It's just that he is a monk who ascended from the lower world, nothing else."
The old man's eyes flashed slightly, he looked at Ji Liao intently, and the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up, "What's his bounty?"
"It seemed like five million Immortal Essence Stones at that time." The handsome young man thought for a while and replied.
"Hahaha, good! Very good." The old man laughed suddenly when he heard this, and then his eyes were immediately filled with greed, and he continued, "Okay... great, I didn't expect that I could get two magic items today. You can even get a bounty of 5 million immortal essence stones for a high-level magic weapon. God, you finally have your eyes open."
After saying that, the old man moved his steps, stepped out of the gray light curtain, and said calmly, "Stay back a little, wait until I kill him before talking about anything else."
"Yes!" The handsome young man responded, and in a flash, he retreated ten miles away.
