After all, Chihu was once a human emperor, and after his death he became a god of the sun and a ghost general with a respected status. How could he have ever been so wronged?
His eyes were blood red, he let out a crazy roar, endured severe pain and humiliation, and climbed up from the mire, his eyes filled with evil spirits.
In just a few breaths, his limbs actually grew again. Xu Qingxuan frowned slightly at the sight of this terrifying immortal body.
Chihu is not very strong, and his combat power is at the bottom of the Yangshen Realm. However, because of the existence of his immortal body, it becomes very troublesome to kill him, and the best he can do is suppress him.
Seeing the red tiger crawling out of the quagmire and charging towards him regardless, Wu Wei trembled, with a hint of panic in his eyes.
Why are you killing me? Xu Jianxian is the one who has done the most harm to you!
He was about to escape when he suddenly saw a figure. He was no longer afraid and instead showed a smile.
The stick that stirs up the river and stirs up the sea, keep spinning for me!
Thunder power, fully activated!
…
Chihu endured the severe pain and did not even care about Xu Qingxuan's sword. At this moment, his face was red and he had only one thought left, which was to kill that despicable little Taoist priest!
However, the next moment, a huge three-pointed two-edged knife flew down from the air, and the sharp blade pierced Chihu's chest, nailing him to a mountain.
Chi Hu stretched out his hands, trying to pull out the familiar three-pointed two-edged sword.
Clang!
Two Qingyue swords sounded, and the Chixiao and Bailong swords pierced his two arms respectively, nailing his hands to the mountain.
Li Daoxuan's figure fell in front of him, his eyebrows opened, and a bright demon-conquering golden light shot out, burning through Chi Hu's heart, revealing a scorched black color.
"It's you!"
Chihu saw Li Daoxuan's appearance clearly, and the anger in his eyes boiled again.
Last time, in front of countless subordinates, the young Taoist priest pretending to be Erlang Zhenjun immobilized him, then cut off his head and crushed him to pieces, which made him extremely humiliated.
This scene seems familiar now.
Li Dao
"Xu Jianxian, please lend me the sword."
Li Dao
Xu Qingxuan shook his head and smiled, as if he was used to this.
Li Dao sword.
Holding the divine sword in his hand, his blood surged and his heroic spirit suddenly arose, as if he had returned to the time when he was slaying the dragon in Hongzhou. At that time, he was holding this divine sword and using the laws of heaven and earth to enter the water and slay the dragon.
Li Daoxuan raised the divine sword with both hands, preparing to chop off Chihu's head.
Chi Hu consumed a lot of mana, and he actually stopped resisting at this moment. His old god was still there, looking at Li Daoxuan, and said sarcastically: "Don't say cut off my head, even if it means cutting me into pieces with thousands of knives, crushing my bones and scattering ashes, So what?"
He looked very proud, as if he knew that Li Daoxuan could not do anything about his immortality.
But the next moment, he saw an ancient and yellowed piece of paper floating out of Li Daoxuan's body and falling on him.
boom!
The piece of paper seemed to be stimulated by something and quickly burned, and then a determined voice began to echo between heaven and earth.
"The Chinese land is thousands of miles away, with splendor and splendor, the eight wastelands and the six places, the four seas, the great land of China, and the virtues are as high as the sky!"
"The beautiful rivers and mountains of the Central Plains were originally the holy land of Yanhuang and the paradise of China. But in today's territory, who owns the world?"
"Min Fengtian raised his troops to slaughter the barbarians and barbarians. He vowed to kill all the barbarians in the world, kill all the barbarians in the world, restore the land of the Han people, and avenge the Chinese people!"
…
At first, only that determined voice echoed between heaven and earth, but gradually, different voices began to appear.
There are men, women, old, young...
There are the lamentations of healthy men, and the lamentations of widows and widowers.
Suddenly, scenes of human tragedy emerged between heaven and earth.
The young child cried in the boiling soup, and his mother, who was also boiled to pieces, hugged him distressedly and kept pleading to the barbarians.
Under the boiling soup, the bones of the child's father were placed to make soup.
The old father carried his son's body on his back and wanted to find a place to bury it, but found that there were solitary graves everywhere and he couldn't find a good place.
This is his last son.
The old father was silent for a long time, and finally took away the hatchet from his son's waist, left the village where he had lived all his life under the sunset, and never came back.
…
I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of reciting was like a bell or thunder in the empty valley, exploding in Chihu’s ears.
"Shi Min!"
Chihu let out an angry roar. At this moment, he finally stopped being calm and became furious.
Shi Min was his adopted son, but after his death, he resolutely rebelled and restored his Han surname to Ran Min. With a single order to kill Hu, his tribe suffered numerous casualties and their vitality was severely damaged.
If he hadn't just entered the underworld and was still very weak, he would have killed him and returned to the world long ago, devouring his flesh alive and drinking his blood!
It's a pity that when he was strong enough, Ran Min would have been defeated and died.
Killing Hu Ling condensed the unyielding ambition of countless Chinese men to kill Hu Yi. He exercised great restraint on Chihu, the Emperor of Hou Zhao who once carried the strength of the Jie clan, and solidified his magic power. Even the proud and unyielding The bodies of dead ghosts are on the verge of collapse.
If the only option was to kill Hu Ling, Chihu would be able to survive relying on Yang Shen's cultivation, but now he was still facing a powerful enemy.
Li Daoxuan held the Ten Thousand Ren Divine Sword high, his eyes burning like the scorching sun.
"Since you like to be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts and shattered into ashes..."
Clang!
With a flash of sword light, Li Daoxuan cut off one of his arms and said calmly: "Then I will satisfy you."
Chihu let out a scream. What made him panic was that the severed arm did not recover this time. His immortal body seemed to have malfunctioned and fell completely silent.
Chihu was finally scared and struggled desperately.
However, the Red Sky Sword, the White Dragon Sword and the three-pointed two-edged sword tightly nailed his body, coupled with the river-turning stick that was still releasing thunder and lightning, causing him to be burned inside and out, paralyzed all over, and unable to Break free.
The most important thing was that the previous battle with Xu Qingxuan had consumed so much mana that he now felt powerless.
The sword light flashed continuously, cutting off pieces of flesh and blood.
boom!
The Three Realms Gourd spurted out spiritual fire, burning all the chopped flesh and blood into ashes.
"No, you can't kill me!"
"King of Ghosts, King of Ghosts, save me!"
In despair, Chihu's spirit was on the verge of collapse. He had been domineering for too long. The more such a person is, the more afraid of death he is.
When he was killing innocent people wantonly, he probably would not have thought that one day, he would also be killed.
"Ghost King?"
Li Daoxuan showed a sneer and said: "That person can't save himself now. Do you think he can save you?"
In the Yin Mountain, the screams of empty stomachs could be heard faintly, and the sounds became weaker and weaker.
Chi Hu is completely desperate, even such a powerful ghost king fell down?
"Don't kill me, I can sign a contract with you and let you control me!"
Chihu finally began to beg for mercy.
Li Daoxuan's sword paused slightly.
A slave of a Yang Shen realm ghost general, this is indeed a huge temptation.
but……
With a flash of sword light, Li Daoxuan chopped off his left leg.
"When you slaughtered my Chinese people and used them as marching rations, did you ever give them a chance to live?"
Li Daoxuan looked at him with extremely cold eyes.
Perhaps in terms of profit, taking him as a slave is the best choice, but there are things a man can do and things he shouldn't do.
He is a Han Chinese first and a Taoist priest second.
Shi Hu's bloodshed has already been inscribed for too long. If he is not killed, he will eventually be distraught.
As the last sword fell, Li Daoxuan cut off Chihu's head and pierced the Wanren Divine Sword deeply into his eyebrows. The sharp sword energy completely shattered the immortal body of ghosts and gods into pieces.
In the void, the sound of killing Hu Ling's recitation finally slowly faded away.
The blood slowly calmed down, and Li Daoxuan put away Fa Tian Xiang Di. He breathed a long sigh of relief. He couldn't believe that he had killed a Yang Shen Ghost General like this!
He looked at the Ten Thousand Ren Divine Sword with admiration in his eyes.
It is truly a blessed sword. It can kill dragons before and ghosts and gods now. It is a pity that I have to wait ten years before I can really get it.
Xu Qingxuan coughed and quickly took back his precious divine sword, saying: "Return it as soon as you are done using it. Don't grind here."
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly, and just as he was about to speak, the "Book of Demons and Demons" in his mind shone brightly.
He immediately concentrated on it, with a slight excitement in his heart, and looked at the words on the heavenly book.
"In May of the second year of Zhenguan, I killed Chi Hu, the Yang Shen Gui general, in the Underworld, and received the reward - the magical power [Rebirth by dripping blood]!"
"Rebirth from a drop of blood, the ancient great powers realized the magical power by observing the endless sea of blood. The drop of blood still exists, the true spirit is immortal, and the true meaning of immortality remains, which can shine with the sun and the moon in the heaven and earth!"
When he saw the words "rebirth with blood", Li Daoxuan was shocked.
This is definitely a very powerful magical power, even more powerful than Chihu's immortality!
Not only can severed limbs be rehabilitated and injuries healed instantly, but more importantly, as long as there is a drop of blood, you can be resurrected by consuming mana!
In an instant, Li Daoxuan figured out the correct use of this magical power.
If he saves his blood in every corner of the world in advance, does that mean that it is impossible for him to be killed by others?
Unless the other party destroys the entire world first.
Of course, Li Daoxuan also knew that it was impossible to use the method of rebirth by dripping blood without any cost, otherwise this magical power would be too heaven-defying.
In addition, he also wanted to know if he died of natural old age or was struck to death by thunder during a tribulation, whether he could be resurrected using the blood rebirth method. If so, then this magical power would be like a bug. Directly achieving alternative immortality!
All of this can only be answered after he practices, but now is not the time to practice magical powers. Otherwise, it would be too obvious for Li Daoxuan to cultivate the magical powers of immortality just after killing Chi Hu.
Li Daoxuan's eyes showed a light.
"Senior Xu, could you please stay with Master at the entrance of the cave and don't let anyone disturb the queen."
"Boy, what about you?"
Li Daoxuan showed a smile.
"Grab—ahem, I'm going to help Taoist Xuancheng and the others kill demons!"
